: 6020, fifteen-day star magic array

The purple dragon fist flame was cut by this silver filament and finally resolved.
Ding Hao's face is unchanged, still standing in the same place, punching and punching like a slow and urgent.
In the sky, suddenly filled with the sound of long-lasting dragons, a vivid purple dragon whistling, like the dragons coming, it is a miraculous illusion, shocking.
A purple dragon with a thick body like a giant cylinder, with a purple metallic texture, each scale is clearly defined, the dragon must be floating, with five claws, and a purple flame, like a dragon king, lingering in Ding Hao The body's spine, roaring, and turbulent voids trembled.
Ding Hao inspired the energy of [Zihuang Shizhong Jade] to the extreme.
In his body, dozens of ribs above the white runes flashing, the purple runes on the spine big bones wandering, the whole person is like crystal clear jade, double fists bang, as if it is the wrath of the gods, there are constantly purple dragon shadow From his fist, he came out of his fist and screamed and swallowed it to the fifteen strong emperors.
"Ha ha ha, your strength is indeed strong, but unfortunately you are in the lineup, and then powerful is useless." Li Zhonglai, a middle-aged show, laughed.
Fifteen Wuhuang-level powerhouses spurred the swords in their hands, and the silver light was like a starburst.
The emptiness of Ding Hao’s emptiness is as dark as ink. Only the body of these fifteen people flashes the light of the stars, forming a strange constellation pattern, as if it really represents the universe, the endless dragon fist Into the void, not yet to any one of them, will be smashed and isolated by this sword.
Ding Hao is as if he has not seen it, and he continues to punch and punch.
"Hey, I don't see the coffin and I don't cry!" Li Xianglai, a middle-aged show, sneered and said: "The devil is defensive, giving me the energy, seeing his strength, and being able to stick to it!"
[Five-day Star Magic Array] Once it becomes a trend, it can block the tides of the heavens and the earth outside the array, so that the energy of the heavens and the earth within the formation is limited. If any warrior is trapped in it, if it cannot be broken in the first time, In trouble, you can't draw energy from the heavens and the earth. The mysterious energy stored in the body is limited. If you can't get timely supplements, you can use one point and one point. Once you finally exhaust yourself, you will be killed alive.
Li Xianglai seems to be proud on the surface. In fact, his heart is also shocked by Ding Hao’s powerful power.
Therefore, he made up his mind and did not take the initiative to attack. It is also the safest way to take it, and he will consume Ding Hao a little bit.
If you don't become a god, you don't have to be sanctified. After all, you still have to be arrogant. When you have the power, you can see when he can persist.
Time passed by.
In a blink of an eye, this battle has been going on for half a day.
In the void is still the sound of dragons and dragons, the purple mans are filled, the gods are mighty.
A strip of purple dragons roared like a creature, constantly divorced from Ding Hao's double fists, but was constantly cut and smashed by the silver swordsmanship in the void. This process was repeated and unknown. How many times, at least hundreds of thousands of purple dragons and flames are buried in the [Five-Day Star Magic Array].
In other words, Ding Hao has already blasted hundreds of thousands of punches.
Each punch maintains the attack power of the four Emperors.
At this time, many people have gradually come to understand that the purple dragon is not Ding Hao with some unique Xuan Gong warfare technology, but purely with the power of to bombard the void, the illusion of the excitement, his body In it, it seems to contain some kind of singular energy, which can be the power of pure , turned into a illusion of the dragon, to fake the truth, giving a spiritual shock and charm.
And the five-claw dragon king who is always wrapped around Ding Hao's body like the patron saint is also an illusion of strength.
Ding Hao’s body seems to contain some kind of treasure, which can be used to protect the dragon.
This discovery made Li Xianglai and others more coveted, and wanted to kill Ding Hao immediately and grab all the treasures of Ding Hao.
However, the more people in the "Spouted Swordsman" are more and more shocked.
Because Ding Hao was trapped in the [Five-Day Stars Magic Array], his body energy could not be replenished. It is reasonable to say that he should have exhausted himself and died, but what is strange is that he is still alive and alive, and that fist is booming. The enthusiasm of the out, but more and more powerful horror.
"Hey, continue to consume him, I don't believe it. He is an iron man who doesn't know how tired." Li Xiang came to cold.
The battle continued again.
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"Will this go, will Hao brother be in danger?" Li Yiruo wrinkled beautiful eyebrows, and the black gemstones were crystal clear and beautiful, and there was a slight worry.
"Hey!" Meng Meng screamed at the tail.
"Meng Meng, are you saying that Hao brother is not dangerous?" Li Yiruo held the little dolphins in his arms, and for a long time, she could distinguish the words from the little guy's tone.
"Hey!" Meng Meng screamed, a pair of front fins smashed, from a storage bracelet placed on the front fin, took out a piece of wood and an ink pen, which read - "Reassured, your The lover is playing the game!"
"Hey? You used to write?" Li Yiru was taken aback, this is the first time it expresses its meaning in this way.
"Hey!" The little dolphins put away the planks and pens. The front fins pointed to Ding Hao, who was fighting in the air, meaning that Ding Hao taught him.
Zhang Fan, Li Lan and others stood on the ice peak, faintly confronted with the old man, but his heart was also watching Ding Hao’s battle. Time passed by, many people’s hearts were anxious and looked The situation seems to be unfavorable to Ding Hao. He has made so many punches, but he can't hurt any of the fifteen Wuhuang emperors. If he continues, he will always be exhausted.
In a twinkling of an eye, it is half a day.
In the sky, the red sun has been hidden under the western peak, replaced by a moon, such as a hook like a knife, like blood.
The battle in the sky has lasted almost a whole day.
As time went by, Ding Hao’s movements gradually slowed down, and the frequency of punching was also reduced a lot. Although the strength of each punch was still terrible, it had the momentum of the previous and the momentum of the world. It is.
"Hahaha, he can't do it..." The broom eyebrows shouted excitedly.
Middle-aged scholars and others also felt a shock.
This long battle has already made them somewhat desperate.
Ding Hao really feels as tired as the iron, and has been insisting for more than a day.
If you continue to consume this way, I am afraid that I have not killed Ding Hao, and I have to wait for fifteen people to be unable to hold it. Although Ding Hao’s power has been decomposed and dragged on everyone’s body, it is still a terrible force. The power of the earthquake is like a tidal wave. Up to now, some people have suffered from minor injuries, and the internal organs have been displaced.
Fang Xiaoan and others who watched the battle in the distance finally breathed a sigh of relief, and their faces showed an irresistible joy.
The mountain that has been heavy in his heart has finally begun to loosen, and finally you can breathe a sigh of relief.
As long as Ding Hao died, the world of Xuezhou is still Qingping College.
Unconsciously, their faces showed the smirk of the winner.
Being surrounded by the ice peaks, the hearts of Li Yiruo, Wang Xiaoqi and others, could not help but mention it at this moment.
Isn’t Ding Hao’s brother really going to persist?
What to do, do you want to help?
But Ding Hao said before, no one should intervene in this battle, so they don’t know how to be good for a while, and with their strength, even if they are willing to intervene, such a battle is not something they can control. .
The only Zhang Fan who has the ability to intervene is still holding a sword and not speaking.
He can't see the tendency of the battle, but he has absolute confidence in Ding Hao, because he only knows how Ding Hao came over in the [Hundred Battlefield] and experienced those tyrannical rivals. It is impossible to beat him again.
Li Lan, who recovered the woman's body, stood quietly in the void.
Her dress swayed, the black hair fluttered, the beautiful face was unparalleled, and the pair of scorpions under the curved willow eyebrows contained endless wisdom, slightly squatting, like a pair of playful crescent moon, the whole person is like a look down the dust The goddess is generally calm and calm.
Li Lan is not in a hurry.
Her mouth did not know when, quietly a smile, it seems to see what came.
opposite.
Fang Xiaoan, who had let go of his heart, turned his eyes and thought of something. He suddenly laughed and said to the old man: "Haha, Ding Hao can’t hold it anymore. Now is a good time to get rid of the embers. Please also ask the seniors to take them and entangle them. The kid of the knife, the rest of the people, is solved by us."
"Cough and cough, or good, or it will be dark, the old man I have not eaten yet!" The old man nodded, smiled at Zhang Fan, and the sword in his hand suddenly burst into a lot of swords. Zhang Fanyu, who was above the ice peak below, shot.
"Old man, find death!" Zhang Fan was burning and screaming, screaming with one hand.
boom!
The air was full of anger and all the swords were smashed.
The old man seems to have known that the ending will be the same, his body shape, the place disappeared, the next moment, but it appeared in front of Zhang Fan.
The sword pill in his hand turned into a wind and a long sword, and it turned into a strange light wave. It was like a scorpion, a sword smashed out, and made a little cold star, biting cold, pointing to Zhang Fan's eyebrows.
Zhang Fanqing sighed and ignored the swordsman, but turned around.
The knife light is like a flood, and it slams into the waist of the old man.
Both play and lose.
"Cough, cough, good boy, do you want to die? The old man, although I am a dead person, but still want to live more than a day or two..." The old man changed his face, coughing again and again, pulling back and shunning, avoiding This knife.
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