Vol 7 Chapter 37: Not rival

Snapped!
The hot color flickered in the solitary eye, and then he reached out his hand and grasped the spear. At the next moment, the breath inside the person was soaring with sharpness and sensitivity, and the external momentum became more overbearing. Bayi (Chinese
"Jun has no blame, take a shot of this demon, and see that your Confucian, Taoist, and magical soldiers are powerful, or that this demon's destiny is even better!"
call out!
A shot came out, as the dragon opened his mouth and swallowed it forward, destroying the atmosphere of destruction!
The magical energy on the spear was surging, but it was hidden, but the breath was broken, and the surrounding space had been forcibly shattered, showing numerous space cracks, all of which were tens of thousands of feet in size, spreading in all directions.
Shooting a single shot, mighty power was arrogant, and compared with other methods, it was more than arrogant! With this explosive power alone, it can be compared with the powerful force of Heaven and Earth, and the force of destruction can shake the world!
boom!
boom!
The aura of heaven and earth within a million miles of the territory was stirred by this gun all the time, just like the waves of the sea, surging incessantly!
Jun ’s face changed greatly, and the anger in his eyes was difficult to hide. The calm atmosphere was immediately broken at this moment, and he felt the burst of breath in the ancient magic solitary shot. This person had no time to react, and he could only bite his fingertips suddenly. A bounce of his finger shot a fine blood, and instantly broke into the Confucian and Taoist holy sword. With the integration of essence and blood, the Confucianism and Taoism trembled suddenly, and immediately lost all of their mighty vitality. It turned into an endless raging, but the momentum soared but violated the Confucianism's vast and mighty spirit, and it was more like The magic Taoist method, forcibly urged by the essence and blood, makes the treasure soar at its own expense in a short period of time.
"Hahahaha! There is no blame for the human monarch, and the Confucian and Taoist heirs are now so extreme and fierce in the face of the methods used by this demon. It is really eye-opening!"
"But you think that you can stop this demon in this way. Today, look at me holding a killing magic gun and killing you here and there, taking your Confucian treasure and achieving the prestige of this demon!"
"As long as you kill you, and see who is still daring to fight against this demon in this Cangyueyuan today, my demon tribe will overpower the heroes, and will surely become the ultimate winner of this tribal trial, and even get the best. Soul Palace acknowledged that he was given the opportunity to oppose the sky. Since then, everyone can be blocked! "
"Dead to Ben Mo!"
Laughing arrogantly and arrogantly, facing the power of Confucianism and Taoism by the King ’s blameless technique, there was no fear of dodge, and the demons were exuberant and exuberant. He held a gun and slammed down.
One hundred thousand Zhang Tianmo gun is a solitary shot magic weapon, Lingbao level, the power of power, relatively low-level Tongtian Lingbao is almost the same.
boom!
boom!
The sky magic gun and the Confucian Taoist Holy Sword met in an instant, and the energetic spirit mixed with endless white killing burst out, and the Confucian Taoist Sword carried the mighty righteousness and strangled into a group, devouring each other madly, and wished to completely refine the other party.
As the attributes completely counteract the two forces, the fierce fighting between these two encounters is far beyond ordinary monks' imagination!
"So strong!"
"The Mozu shots are indeed the rare rising powers of the entire Mozu in recent years. They have such great power!"
"It seems that the war of today has no blame for the human race."
"Although the monk monk is not weak, the ancient demon shot alone, and he has already been shot down and worried."
"Hit! Fight desperately, no matter the Terran or the Demons are our enemies, no matter which side is dead, it is good news for us!"
Countless monks whispered, their faces looked different, and their hearts were full of thoughts.
All the monks are ugly, with incredible colors in their eyes, but it is impossible to imagine that the strongest monks in this tribe are not the ancient and lonely opponents. As for the four of Enron, Qi Yun and Emerald, they are even more complex. Pale, terrified in his eyes. Today ’s battle, if the king is defeated without blame, not only is it difficult to protect himself, but Su Su is bound to fall into the hands of the demons. Even if they retreat today, they will have to bear the anger from the top of the ethnic group afterwards, and the future is worrying.
But at this moment, Su Su is the most frightened and helpless. Listening to the roaring roar of the demon monks in the surroundings, the little girl looked pale and filled with panic, thinking of the possible miserable life in the future, she shuddered.
If you really ca n’t get out of today ’s calamity, then you will kill yourself, and you will never fall into the hands of the demons!
Su Su set her mind, although her complexion was still pale, but her eyes showed a firm color.
Xiao Chen shook his head. Today's battle, Jun has no blame to lose.
It was in his mind that a moment erupted, and two muffled voices were heard in the field. Gu Mo's solitary figure retreated hundreds of thousands of feet, his face remained the same, but the blamelessness of the prince was an instant pale, humming, the figure was directly hit by the demon gun and fell into the water, arousing the panic.
call out!
After being smashed into the water, Jun suddenly blasted out without blame, his face was savage, his pupils contracted, and a bit of fear came into his heart. The strength of this solitary shooting today is actually to stabilize and control him. If he continues to fight like this, he will lose today.
Thinking of this, Jun Wubu's heart tightened instantly!
In this battle, he must not lose. He made a huge bet with his own life and even future prospects. He can naturally get extremely rich returns if he wins, but if he fails, he may have nothing or even die on the spot.
Never lose!
He snarled in his blameless heart, and suddenly reached out to find the manuscripts. "Manuscripts of man, manifest the ancient sages, bless my body, and protect!" This time, he could only return to the strongest Confucian and Taoist treasure in his hand. May compete with Gu She again.
Although he didn't want to admit it, he knew very well that his strength was a little weaker than the ancient demons.
"Zhu Zi's manuscript, as long as it is recalled to the blessing of Blessing, even if the battle today cannot be won, it is enough to protect itself!"
In today's situation, Jun has no blame and does not seek to win. He only wants to remain undefeated and will not lose everything.
But this time, although his wishful thinking was so loud, how could the ancient demons ignore it.
"Hahahaha! Devour the monsters and entangle me with manuscripts!"
"Jun has no blame. Today you want to protect yourself with the help of treasures. Would this demon make you do what you want, this time, and see what other means you have against me!"
"Heavenly gun, kill!"
This devil roared, the devouring monster was urged, and suddenly burst into the sky, the magic cloud was tumbling, and the power of bursting devours rose instantly innumerably. The 36 manuscripts were entangled in death. Can't get out.
In the face of such a situation, Jun is blameless and frightened and frightened in his heart, but at this moment he can't allow him to think too much. The magic gun of the heavens has already been stabbed with a mighty force, with magic rolling and vaguely transmitted. The deadly voice of the afterlife, and the endless horror of white killing whistling, made the magic even worse.
This attack, however, was a more solitary shot, and scored more forcefully.
puff!
Jun has no blame, but is helpless, but he can only help but bite the tip of his tongue and suddenly spit out an essence of blood, fell into the Confucian Taoist Sword, at the expense of this Confucian Taoist soldier, so that his power can be stimulated again To resist solitary shooting and killing.
boom!
The demon gun fell, and the solitary shot backed away, but his mouth was laughing more than once. The 3o-million-foot ancient demon battle body instantly dissipated the counter-shock force. On the other hand, Jun ’s blame was instantly fluttered like a fly. Fast as a meteor, crashed into the river. Just like his status in the hearts of the human monks, he slumped abruptly.
boom!
boom!
boom!
Successive shots, the ancient demon shot and laughed wildly, the demon gun turned into a evil in his hands, writhed and raged, each shot contained the power of the Supreme Demon Road, carrying the power of the sky, Jun had no blame but continued to spit fine blood. Treasures can resist. But the essence of blood is extremely important to the monk. It contains a lot of loss in the body. Just as Jun has no blame now, his face is pale, his breath is empty, and his eyes are full of unwillingness and resentment. It's more like a gambler who loses nothing.
"Jun has no blame. Today you are definitely not an enemy of this demon. I want to see how much blood you have available, how long can you persist!"
"But the demon doesn't mind. It's more pleasurable to blast down the so-called human tribe as a sandbag. This taste is more pleasant than letting the devil to kill ten thousand vulgar people!"
"My demons can win with might and power, how can monks from the tribal race resist the magic? It's really beyond our control!"
"Hahahaha!"
猖獗 Laughed, shot madly, and shot the Jun again and again without blame. The arrogance was arrogant, the mighty power was soaring to the sky, and there was nothing in the moment.