King of Gods

Land within the domain.

嗖咻

The blue Leihai Tianzhou speed is fully open, and it is shuttled over a broken, messy mountain river.

Behind the black scorpion, the smirk was chasing after a while.

On the sea, the boat.

Only Zhao Feng and Li Yunya are left, and they are caught in a passive defense.

"Why don't you escape?"

Zhao Feng looked calm and did not have any confusion under the pursuit of Da Dan Yuan Jing.

"Escape? I can't escape, I don't want to escape."

Li Yunya shook his head.

Oh?

Zhao Feng couldn't help but wonder, his spiritual senses were much stronger than Li Yunya, and he noticed the fall of the other two honors.

"If you don't have Captain Zhao, I have become a cannon fodder on the battlefield; not to mention, there is the death of the Sixth Ring Palace, the existence of the squad, and there has never been a prisoner of cannon ash, escaped from his eyes."

Li Yunya’s bitter road.

Death Superintendent?

In Zhao Feng’s mind, the face of the “black-faced old man” is indifferent.

It turned out to be the case.

Zhao Feng’s heart is clear. The “death guardian army” is the black-faced old man and will not let go of any deserter prisoner of war.

"The juniors are still distracted by my pursuit."

Behind the black lord, the stunned, the trenches and the waves, the chilly forests and the cold shadows, overwhelming, one side of the heavens and the earth reversed, as if in the murder of millions of gold and iron.

Fluffy -

The gray smoke cloud of the ghost corpse was smashed and split, and it was about to collapse.

The surface of the Blue Leihai Tianzhou is left with a trace.

Wow

Li Yunya was stunned and spit out a **** look.

Zhao Feng's blood tumbling, the surface of the dark blue water flowing, floating between, safe and sound.

"Even if ‘the death of the army, it does not appear, we can’t escape.”

Li Yunya is bitter, and there is deep helplessness in the shackles.

I thought that he was also the genius of the Sixth Ring Palace in the millennium. At the age of 30, he broke through the Supreme, and now he is 50 years old, he is promoted to the late stage of Xiao Dan Yuan Jing.

"The crisis of death..."

Zhao Feng stood on the sea and the boat, his heart suddenly jumped, looking at the direction of "outside the field."

怦怦怦怦

The crisis in the midst of it is suddenly ten times stronger and is constantly approaching.

Death chasing.

After all, it is still here.

Zhao Feng’s heart sighs long and most of his attention is placed outside the domain.

"Ha ha ha junior, you also understand the end of death, before playing this seat is not happy."

The black man laughed loudly.

The great artistic conception of Da Dan Yuanjing has overwhelmed the entire Blue Leihai Tianzhou.

Li Yunya looked desperate and gave up completely.

However, he found that the teenagers beside him were unusually calmer than they were.

Even the crew members in the ship were not too alarmed.

"Your hair eyes..."

Li Yunya’s eyes condensed and suddenly found the abnormality of Zhao Feng’s body.

call

In the breeze, Zhao Feng's blue hair flutters, deep as the sea, and the left is like a lake that is deep and bottomless.

At this moment.

Zhao Feng’s left-hander has already learned about the direction outside the domain. A tall shadow of death is approaching the mainland.

Within 30 chances, the shadow of death will arrive.

Death chase

The "Death of Death" in Zhao Feng’s soul is a willingness to beat.

"Blood eyes? No need to struggle... to die"

The black scorpion Lord ridiculed a smile, waved the trenches, and slammed into the blue thunder sea, while shrouded Zhao Feng and Li Yunya.

Array

Beside Zhao Feng's side, suddenly a truss floated, the skeleton of the dark as ink, staggered with a trace of gold and silver texture, emitting a chilly atmosphere.

"Is there another person?"

Li Yunya hit a chill, and the same as the Xiaodan Yuanjing later, the atmosphere of the ancestral hall, so terrible.

The same moment.

唰唰唰

The number of cursed corpses has increased to one hundred

Snoring

A majestic ghost flame cloud, stunned ghosts and vengeance, in the small thief cat waved, turned into a few hundred feet wide resentment giant claws, accompanied by countless white **** hands, pounced on the black lord.

"Ice King of the World"

Zhao Feng's blood power in the body, urging to the limit, the ice emperor guns with a layer of blue crystal-like gun shadow, purple and breath breath.

What is even more incredible is that Zhao Feng’s head is faintly revealing a sacred shadow of the ancient ice emperor.

"Oh... take my hand"

The ancestral lord suddenly turned into a "bone flame giant", his body shape was up to four or five feet, one palm smashed out, hegemony and infinite ghost power, waved the dying smoldering flames of the sky, and turned his head to the black lord .

Cursing a hundred corpses

Ice King

Bone flame giant

嗤

The three terrorist forces rushed out and collided with the black scorpion.

When.

A taboo storm wave, a radius of a dozen miles, within a few dozen miles, flattened to the ground.

After hundreds of years, the nearby area was not alive and became a curse.

Oh wow

The black scorpion Lord snorted, his body flew out, his throat was sweet, and he spit out a blood.

"How could this be……"

The black-faced lord's face is white, and he can't help but lose his voice. It's unbelievable.

Whether it is cursing a big battle, or suddenly appearing in the ancestral hall, there are bursts of amazing power that can threaten the Great Dan.

Even Zhao Feng’s Ice Emperor’s Gun has just inspired the power form of the ancient Ice King.

It suddenly reversed, so that the black-shoulders who were caught off guard could not be hurt.

"Well, this young captain, the person on this sea boat, what is the origin?"

Li Yunya was shocked and stunned.

When the black scorpion is horrified, the time is dilemma.

"Close..."

Zhao Feng's secluded blue left, once again looking out the direction of the field, whispered to himself, seems to be somewhat uneasy.

"Master, it seems that there is another great Dan Yuanyuan."

The ancestral hall produces a touch of induction.

What he is referring to is the black-faced veteran who is approaching, and the death guard.

"You must first drop one, or you will be in trouble."

The main hall of the temple is bleak.

"Ok."

Zhao Feng nodded slightly, and Zuo Yu suddenly locked in the black blood of the undecided Lord.

Bloody eyes?

A terrible sigh of relief.

Li Yunya, standing on the side, felt an inexplicable pressure and was uneasy.

"Void 瞳斩"

Zhao Feng's **** sputum, issued instantly.

噗嗤

The blood was splashed, the opposite of the black scorpion, the body was suddenly stiff, and the face was extremely fearful.

"you……"

The black voice respects the Lord's voice hard and looks down.

I saw it.

A three-footed blade, surrounded by a purple scent, penetrated the heart of the black lord.

hiss

Li Yunya's cold hair is straight and can't help but **** a cold air.

His heart burst into a storm, his face was shocked, and he looked at the young captain next to him.

this moment.

Inside the ship, there is a dead one.

"Zhao Feng's emptiness, the power is stronger than the ruins of the Purple Holy Spirit."

The lord is also a solemn color.

thump

The body of the black lord fell from the air.

Li Yunya was a little relieved, but his heart was difficult to calm down for a long time.

In his perspective, the boy had a look that killed the Lord of the Great Dan.

唰

The little thief cat smiled and waved the flag, igniting the rolling ghost cloud, and swallowed the body of the black scorpion.

Zhao Feng waved his hand and collected the spoils of this great Dan Yuanjing.

嗖

In the distance, the old man came to the scene.

"what"

The black-faced old man’s eyes were swept away, and he did not find the black-skinned master. He could not help but be surprised.

In the process of chasing, he once felt the breath of the black sacred Lord Dadan, and now he is gone.

"You killed him?"

The black-faced old man was swept away and found that the body of the black-necked Lord was festering, and quickly turned into a pool of blood, which helped boost the power of the corpse.

This scene surprised him, and he was on alert.

"Oh... old man, it’s your turn next time."

The sorcerer’s singer laughed and waved the dying flame of the sky. Under the great power of the ghost, he headed to the black lord.

"Ice King of the World"

On the top of Zhao Feng's head, there is a fascinating shadow of the ancient ice emperor's stalwart. The ice emperor's gun danced a layer of sapphire blue crystal-like stunned guns, and the purple smothered the breath, pushing a devastating thunderstorm.

Meow meow

The thief cat waved the flag, and the horrible ghosts of the corpse of the corpse smashed from the two breads to the black-faced old man, and complemented the attacks of Zhao Feng and the priests.

This time.

The cooperation of the three, the power generated, more than before.

"Red Cloud Hand"

The black-faced old man’s face was condensed, and the surrounding world was swallowed up by a layer of red clouds. The heavens and the earth changed dramatically, and a huge Chiyun brilliance emerged, and the fire was shining, rendering half of the world.

啼轰——

That Chiyun light hand carries the natural fire of the heavens and the earth, and the pressure is half a mile. The "whistling" is turned into a flame world burning with fire clouds...

The power of the two parties, in the void, intertwined with one or two interest, and changed light and dark.

嘭

Lan Leihai Tianzhou, suddenly retreat a few hundred feet, crashed into a mountain.

The layers of ghost fog that enveloped the sea and the sky suddenly collapsed.

咔吱

The bones of the lord's lord broke one or two.

Wow

Zhao Feng spit out a blood, the surface of the dark blue sparkling flow, the wound quickly healed.

"A good superb fire rumor."

Zhao Feng and the lord of the temple, looked blank.

The black-faced old man, not only cultivated as the late Dadan Yuanjing, but also the blood of a fire, the grade is passed down well, no less than Zhao Feng.

"This ‘death supervisor, in the Lord of the Sixth Ring Palace Dan Yuan, the strength can be ranked in the top five, and has a strong fire system.”

Li Yunya’s spiritual knowledge reminded me.

Snoring

The black-faced old man was swaying, quit a few hundred feet, and his brow was slightly wrinkled.

The blow just now, although he was not injured, but his body was unwell, it seems to be contaminated with something disgusting.

"After life is awesome, two people in the district, a half-step Dan Yuanjing, a Sayādaw level, can match the strength of my 70% strength."

The black-faced old man said with emotion.

70% strength?

In Zhao Feng’s heart, there was a strange look. How do you feel this old man?

but now.

Zhao Feng has no time to filter these.

A strong death crisis is approaching quickly, and the enthusiasm of the "death of death" in the soul is inductive.

at this time.

call out--

A dark, shadow-like light, from a distant, extraterrestrial world, penetrates the azure domain membrane, splashing beautiful Mars, approaching this side.

"The will to represent death... I am coming."

A silent voice rang in Zhao Feng’s mind.

Ok? who?

Black-faced old people and others also produce a touch of induction.

Li Yunya, as well as the crew, felt a breathless breath of death and was shocked.

"I am sorry, my reinforcements are coming. The strongest of the Sixth Ring Palace, you are dead."

Zhao Feng looked regretful.