Chapter 647: Lian Tu

The gods are fallen.
In the body, the rhythm of the road, the heaven and earth can be slowly released, and slowly return to the heavens and the earth.
The cultivation of Cao's ancestors was much stronger than that of Xiahou. Therefore, the general light column of the mighty dragon is more coarse, and the light column of more than ten miles goes straight into the sky, even if it is a rare sun day, it is still within a million miles. clear and distinct.
The eleven great Wei ancestors searched for them, and they were quick and fast.
Wu Tie arranged the position of the altar, but it was only six million miles away from Qingfeng City, that is, a hundred times of breathing time. There was a ancestor who came from the Wei family of Qin Dynasty, and came to the distance of the light column visible to the naked eye.
In the deep valley, the fox did not confuse the ancestors to hide the figure, only Xiang Feiyu, Xiang Feixie, together with the Zhao’s Zhao Wei wearing a heavy armor, stood in the side of the altar.
Wu Tie is kneeling on the ground, the body of Cao's ancestors has been broken, and three beautiful storage jade rings are suspended in a place a few feet above the ground. Wu Tie carefully casts secrets, a little bit Eliminate the prohibition on the jade ring.
After all, the gods are gods, even if they have fallen, the pre-arranged prohibitions are still strong and abnormal, and ordinary people do not want to collect his storage jade ring.
A subtle sound of breaking through the air, the long-awaited Changhong suddenly cut through the void and came to the top of the valley.
Qin’s ancestors bowed their heads and saw the Wu Tie, who was cracking the ban, and the Xiang Feiyu, who was standing next to the altar.
Qin’s ancestors flashed countless thoughts in their minds.
Wu Tie... The district is half a step of the gods.
Xiang Feiyu, Xiang Feixie, Zhao Wei, this is the old rival of tens of thousands of years of grudges.
The four people teamed up, as long as they are not hard-hitting, the four people can’t help him in a short time...
Qin’s ancestors’ eyes were condensed, and his right hand slammed into the sky, then quickly exploded in the sky. The intensive explosions are endless, and the blood blasts a cloud of blood hundreds of miles in the air. Then the blood cloud spurts a tiny light, and the blood flies out of the distance, and then blasts again.
Soon, the large sky was covered in blood, even at a glance.
The ancestors of Qin’s ancestors shouted, and a flaming ninth fire hood in his body rushed out. Nine fire dragons with hundreds of feet circling and dancing, spurting out the fire and covering the whole body, and firmly guarding him inside.
With one finger in his hand, he heard two thunderous sounds, and two purple long swords spit out the thunder, and as fast as lightning, they stabbed into the deep valley.
The purple long sword incarnates the Thunder, and it blows out the lightning of countless wrists, and the face of the skull covers a small half of the valley.
Xiang Feiyu and others were 'unprepared', and Xiang Feixie and Zhao Wei’s body swayed, and they barely avoided the thunder of the light. Xiang Feiyu was snorted and hit by two thunderlights. A purple long sword in Leiguang suddenly condensed, and ‘噗嗤’ slammed Xiang Fei’s shoulder off a large piece.
Xiang Feiyu's wounds are like blood.
This is the Tiandao Shenbing, which was rebuilt by Qin’s ancestors. It has been tempered for tens of thousands of years. I don’t know how many good things have been added, how much effort has been used, and how many stars have been used to warm up. The quality and power are better than ordinary congenital. Lingbao is not weak at all.
Therefore, the trace of a trace of lightning on the wound is rolled over, regardless of how Feifei stimulates blood gas, and the wound does not mean to heal.
Not only that, the thunder continually blasts, the wounds are repeatedly repeated, and the faint wounds have the meaning of expansion.
"Qin old ghost." Xiang Feiyu's wolverine turned over two on the ground, so it is easy to avoid the successive assassination of Feijian.
The means of the gods are absolutely as simple as those seen by the naked eye. The thunder of the two squadrons of the Qin ancestor is not only a lethal force, but also a strong world.
After scolding a sword, Xiang Feiyu wanted to pull out the area covered by the thunder, and it became a bit difficult.
In the moment when the sky was thundering, Wu Ting’s five elements of the gods shone directly, breaking the ban on the three storage jade rings and brushing them into the five-line world. His body swayed and turned into Changhong, and he made a graceful arc, avoiding the Thunder who fell down and came to the back of Qin's ancestors.
At the moment when Xiang Feiyu was hit, Wu Tie had already raised his whip and slammed it on the hood of Kowloon.
A loud bang, the light of the Kowloon fire hood suddenly became dark, and the arrogance of the nine fire dragons was knocked down by most of them. The fire dragon with a length of 100 feet was reduced to a length of seventy or eighty feet, and two fire dragons were beaten by scales. A painful roar.
The body of Qin’s ancestors swayed, and a trace of blood flowed out of his mouth.
He suddenly looked back at Wu Tie, this kid is not high, just half a step of the gods of the Ming dynasty, but his attack power is absolutely God's vision, and in the power of the gods of Qin's ancestors, Witch iron attacks can also be placed in the forefront.
What is the calculation of the half-step gods in the district?
The eyes of Qin’s ancestors fell on the whip, and there was a glimpse of greed in the scorpion:
Dawu Shenguo’s national artifact, Black Tianding, has become like this by your scourge? However, it must be acknowledged that this Selling the stage... The ancestors looked at the heart, it’s a good baby, good baby!

Can make a half-step goddess of the small scorpion, hit the attack power of high-order gods, this is a good baby?
The right hand of Qin’s ancestors waved, and a slap-shaped hexagonal jade ring flew up, and a bright glimmer of light in the jade ring flashed, and the peach blossoms of the sky suddenly swept down.
It must be said that the ancestors of Dawei, their aesthetic is stronger than Dawu and Qingqiu.
The former Luo Ge secret treasure of Cao's ancestors released the big Pengcui bamboo body, but now Qin's ancestors attacked with the sky, the bamboo is good, the flowers are raining, and they are all beautiful. .
In contrast...
Xiang Fei Xie flew up in the sky, and the innocent incarnation was in the form of three heads and six arms. Waving a big axe, a big knife, and a mace, the whole body flashed like a demon in hell, and it was burning. Killed it.
Zhao Wei’s appearance is slightly better than Xiang Feixie, but it is also smoky and smoky. The height is one hundred feet up and down, and the hands are constantly moving. The shaking hand is a gray-white ghost fire thunder flying silently, and the heavy squatting The Kowloon fire hood.
One is like a demon, one is like a ghost king.
From the battle scene alone, there is no doubt that Qin’s ancestors are too beautiful.
Just, pretty sometimes can't be eaten.
Witch iron's whiplash whirls to the top of the head, and the pink peach blossoms that have fallen from the sky have been smashed into pieces, and a fragrant aroma in the air suddenly spreads out.
Wu Tie quickly caught his nose and shouted: "Be careful!"
The ancestors of Qin’s ancestors screamed with anger: "Ignorant children, the old man is the kind of villain who uses poison gas? This is the old-fashioned peach blossom drunken by the old man..."
Wu Tie interrupted the words of Qin's ancestors: "There was no poisonous gas... Then you made such a fragrant smell, and you can't use it to kill people. It's just taking off your pants and farting, and it costs a lot of hands and feet."
Wu Tieyu had a happy time. Xiang Feiyu’s face was mad at the Qin’s ancestors, and he laughed.
An Wang does not know, these big Wei guys, the most like to get these things... ...they, some are clean, basically don’t touch things like poison, curse, jealousy, evil, etc..."
'Booming and banging', Zhao Wei successively released dozens of ghost fire thunders to explode on the Kowloon fire. The power of each of the Wraith Thunder is not small enough to blow up the nine fire dragon scales. Each Thunder makes the fire dragon's body shape. Reduce it by a foot.
Zhao Wei’s attack intensity is not as good as that of the whip, but the attack density can be much higher than that of Wu Tie’s full-filled whip. From the overall threat, Zhao’s continuous and stable output is more than the whiplash. People have a headache.
Zhao Wei also said slowly: "So, with the old white face of Dawei, if you are careful not to be hit by their own gods, basically there will be no danger... but in the face of Dawu Group Wu mad, can't do this."
Xiang Feixie agreed with Zhao Wei’s opinion:
The group of Dawu’s guys, they are afraid that their own lethality is not high, and what kind of poisonous things are dare to use... There are people who give their teeth a lot of poison... This group of is not afraid When you eat, bite your tongue and kill yourself!"
Wu Tie burst into laughter: "It turned out that the kid has seen it."
While laughing, Wu Ting’s five elements of the gods’ 唰唰唰 的 九龙 九龙 九龙 九龙 九龙 九龙 九龙 九龙 九龙 九龙 九龙 九龙 九龙 九龙 九龙 九龙 九龙 九龙 九龙 九龙 九龙 九龙 九龙 九龙 九龙 九龙 九龙 九龙 九龙 九龙 九龙 九龙 九龙 九龙 九龙 九龙 九龙 九龙 九龙 九龙 九龙 九龙 九龙 九龙 九龙 九龙 九龙The light of the Kowloon fire hood was faint, and the nine fire dragons became nine fire snakes, and they could not stand it.
Qin’s ancestors were biting their teeth, and a jade with a shape like a moon was released on his belt. Once the Kowloon fire cover could not support it, he would immediately launch this secret treasure to protect himself.
Just hold on for a little while, for a little while.
Unexpectedly, Qin’s ancestors bite the tip of his tongue, and a blood spurted on the fire hood of Kowloon.
The nine fire dragons that have been suppressed for three or five feet are suddenly smoldering, and the sound of the dragons is soaring. The body shape of the nine fire dragons quickly expands to the top and bottom of the hundred feet, and the scales that have been blown up are also reborn.
"You three people join hands, can you help me?" Qin's ancestors laughed in the sky, and laughter was quite proud of pride.
Below, Xiang Feiyu released a dark-faced ghost shield, releasing a thick blood gas to block the purple lightning falling from the top of his head. He step by step, hard-hitting with thunder bombardment, step by step into the air and joined the pair. Surrounded by the ancestors of Qin.
"Qin old ghost, you are not afraid of falling here?" Xiang Feiyu also turned into a three-headed and six-armed combat form, waving three heavy weapons, rushing to the front of the Kowloon fire hood is a bombardment.
Qin's ancestors grinned, and the two purple flying swords returned to their side, swaying a large sword CD and slashing around.
In the sound of '噗嗤', Xiang Feiyu and Xiang Feixie also smashed several swords at the same time. The two men only watched the mammoth fiercely and completely ignored the protection of themselves. Xiang Feiyu was fine, and there was a shield guard body. The evil spirits have already risen, and the eyes are red and the foam of the mouth is in a state of madness.
The long sword cut three wounds on Xiang Feiyu, and in the case of Xiang Feixie, he was continuously pierced for more than ten times.
Xiang Feixie was repeatedly wounded, but his breath was more and more powerful and more and more horrible. Each of his hits brought a flame and a black thunder, like a meteor falling and madly bombarding Qin's ancestors.
The bombardment speed of Zhao Wei’s wildfire and thunder is also getting faster and faster. He even opened his mouth and spurted a grayish white wind, constantly hitting nine fire dragons.
Qin's ancestors continue to shed bleeding water.
He bit his teeth, his left hand suddenly shook, the left hand of the little finger, ring finger and fell off at the same time, turned into a large piece of blood, ‘唰’ rushed into the Kowloon fire hood.
The sound of the Kowloon fire hood once again soared, and the flames of the sky spread to the surrounding area. The nine fire dragons in the fingers swelled to three hundred feet long, and the flames screamed. The Xiang Feiyu and Xiang Fei screams of the close combat called their hair, Eyebrows and beards were burned cleanly, and dozens of large and small blisters were burned on the dough.
The temperature of the flames was amazing, and the hyperthyroidism of Xiang Feiyu was burned red, and the hard nails softened. The internal array of bans broke open and exploded, and countless Mars.
The two screamed at the Qin's ancestors and stormed hundreds of moves, finally unable to withstand the burning of the flames, carrying a full of fireworks and molten iron, wandering toward the distance.
Wu Tie roared a 'coward', the five elements of the gods slammed a brush, Xiang Feiyu brothers suddenly no fireworks, but also a blue-blue water lingering around the body, dispelling the fire poison in their bodies, It is to nourish the flesh and quickly restore the burns on the body surface.
The characteristics of Xiang's bloodline started, and the injuries of Xiang Feiyu and Xiang Feixie just healed a little. Their breath ‘bang’ rose straight, and the moment was a little higher than before.
The heavier the injury, the greater the power gained after the injury!
The power of the blood of the family is simply against the sky.
"Continue to come..." Xiang Feiyu snorted. This time, he released two shields on the face and released a thick blood to wrap the whole body.
Xiang Feixie also released a flag of iron and blood, and the mighty blood of the scorpion turned into a light, and wrapped him tightly inside.
At the same time, the two brothers exhibited three heads and six arms and the magical heavens. The body of the three heads and six arms swelled to a hundred feet, and the ‘嗷嗷’ screamed and rushed toward the Qin’s ancestors.
At this time, there was a subtle sound of breaking in the distance, and there were three shocking Changhong flying fast toward it.
Qin’s ancestors laughed loudly:
The old friends, who are quick to help, have already kept them here. This time, we must let them have a hard time...

The voice did not fall, Wu Tie, Zhao Wei, Xiang Feiyu, Xiang Feixie gathered all the power, and the smashing of the smashing out, the dynasty of the Qin’s ancestors was suddenly dark, and the hard-boiled torn was slap Wide gap.
An extremely fierce, extremely vicious arrow appeared like a ghost, and passed through this fleeting gap.
‘噗嗤’, the head of Qin’s ancest was pierced by an arrow.
Wu Tie and the four joined forces and once again made every effort to strike.
A light column slightly smaller than Cao's ancestors rose into the sky. In the distance, three thrilling Changhongs also heard the screaming screams.
"Don't let them run... Today, we must let the old ghosts of Qingqiu pay the price."