Chapter 751: Strong repression
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Eight Desolate Sword God
- Tears And Rain
- 1369 characters
- 2021-01-31 10:09:50
"Fu Qingshan, you don't want to resist, your destiny is destined, next year is your day of worship. 壹 Read the book · "Blood and ruthless while controlling the underworld to attack the golden bell, while disturbing him with words The mind.
But the evolution of the blood of Fu Qingshan, into a mysterious realm, everything outside can not disturb his mind.
And in this mystery, his blood evolution speed is constantly accelerating, and it has entered the final stage.
As long as his blood evolution is successful, he can use the power of the powerful blood to break through the bottleneck in one fell swoop and reach the realm of the Sixth-level Beastmaster.
"Yanlong is dead!"
When the golden bell cover was full of cracks, the shadow burst and screamed, and he exerted the strongest trick he had mastered. The three swords of the illusion of the dragon flew out of his body, and the teeth danced to the golden bell. on.
"Hey!"
Under the three terrible dragon attacks, the cracked gold bell can't stand the broken, Fu Qingshan exposed.
At this moment, a terrible force tore up the void ban, Ye Chenfeng and Fu Youyue appeared in the absolute restricted area on the seventh floor of the Killing Tower, in the hospital where the blood was dried up.
Next, the two swallowed the mountains and rivers, and the swordsmanship of the swordsmanship fell from the emptiness, as if to tear the sky and smashed them.
In the face of this mammoth sword man, the blood and the shadow have a feeling of the end of the world, the instincts feel fearful, do not think about it, immediately dodge to the side. ·1kanshu·cc
When the two of them evaded, two big hands covered with lines and lines fell from the sky, like two big mountains, slammed on their bodies and flew them out.
A lot of blood was sprayed in the mouth of both of them.
"Three Uncles!"
Looking at the flesh of the chest, Fu Qingshan, covered with scars, Fu Youyue’s eyes were red immediately, and he wanted to run over.
"The moon is not going to pass, Fu Sanshu is not as bad as you think. If I feel good, the three uncles enter an ethereal state, are evolving blood, and attacking the six-level king of the beast king."
How powerful is Ye Chenfeng’s soul, and easily noticed the situation of Fu Qingshan at this time, and quickly grasped the soft hand of Fu Youyue.
"Is you..."
The blood of the mouth spit blood climbed up on the ground. When he saw the familiar face of Ye Chenfeng and felt his breath like a mountain, like the reaction of the murderer and other people, the body trembled. All were scared.
"Blood, shadow, we met again, you didn't expect me to come back so soon."
Looking at the stunned blood and the dead, Ye Chenfeng carried his hands, his voice said like a drum.
"It seems that the Wu family was killed by you."
The shadow of the shadow in the black robe looked sharply at Ye Chenfeng, faintly said.
"Yes, Wu family is destroyed by me, now it is your turn." Ye Chenfeng exudes the killing of blood and bones, locking the shadows. ·
"Ultra, this place should not stay for a long time, we quickly leave here, tell the king."
Feeling the fierce murder released by Ye Chenfeng, the shadow smelled a strong dangerous atmosphere, sprouted a retreat, and the body flashed slightly, turning into a residual shadow to dodge.
"Where are you going?"
At the time of the shadow breakout, Ye Chenfeng’s footsteps flew out, like a thunder sword, blocking the shadow breakout route.
The sixty-swords of the sword are sent out, with a piercing sound, and an unspeakable attack to the shadow.
"The meaning of the film!"
Suddenly attacked by the sword, the shadow immediately interweaves the pattern of the shadow, and the three speed shadows are imaginary.
The attacking power of the sword step is too terrible. Step by step, the sword of the scorpion shoots out all the dodge space of the shadow, and penetrates the three speed shadows, piercing his body. The hole, softly poured into the pool of blood, completely lost the fighting power.
Ye Chenfeng stepped on the shadow of the six-level king of the beast king, completely scared the blood.
He didn't think that in just a few years, Ye Chenfeng, who fled the city of killing, grew up to the extent that they looked up.
"Bloodprint, world."
Looking at Ye Chenfeng step by step, a picture of the ancient lines was appearing in the blood, and a large number of attacking blood lines flew out, like a strange ripple, attacking Ye Chenfeng.
A blood-grain map attacked by blood and sorrow, Ye Chenfeng does not evade and continues to walk on the sword.
The terrible blood pattern has not yet hit the body of the morning wind, and it is torn by the sword trail, and it can't hurt Ye Chenfeng.
"You, you..."
Looking at who I am, the overbearing Ye Chenfeng, feeling the heavy mountain, let the empty space shake the momentum, the blood is full of fear, a lot of sweat on the forehead, can not help but go back.
"Ye Chenfeng, you don't want to be arrogant, the king will come soon, you are dead."
Retreat to the icy corner of the corner, the blood of the fearful blood has to move out of the king of killing to threaten Ye Chenfeng.
"I dare come back, will I still fear the king of killing?"
"Okay, don't talk nonsense, let's appoint, no one can save you today."
Saying, the thirty lines of death flew out of the body of the morning wind, turned into a big hand of death, with the power of desperation, caught the blood and the dead.
The death of the big hand is caught, the blood is ruined and the whole body is attacked. The terrible soul skills are shaken for nine days, but it is impossible to shake the death hand printed by Ye Chenfeng.
"Boom!"
The death of the hand was printed on the body, and the horrible power printed him on the ground, almost destroyed by this palm.
"Deeping the mind, searching for the soul."
When the blood is dying in the pool of blood, when fear is mourning, Ye Chenfeng appears at his side, and with the power of the brain, forcibly searching for him and knowing two important messages.
The King of Killing is closing the ninth floor of the Killing Tower, hitting the third level of the beastly kingdom, and he did not grasp the power of the Kowloon Jade. He killed the ambassador of the imperial concubine. An ancient Taobao obtained in the ancient land of the North Sea.
"Hey!"
After the soul search, Ye Chenfeng ran the soul of the soul, swallowed the soul of the dead soul, melted into the body of the double-headed blood dragon king, crushed his head, and ended his sinful life.
"Below, it's your turn."
The blood is dead, and Ye Chenfeng casts his gaze on the shadow that falls in the pool of blood.
"Wait, I am willing to surrender to you, beg you to spare me a life."
Seeing the scene of the morning wind killing the blood, the arrogant shadow has to ask for mercy.
"Reassure the shadow, I will not kill you, only suppress you. When the king of killing breaks through to the third level of the beastly kingdom, I will give you the original, let him merge with you. , further enhance the strength."
The evolution of the brain, the ability to understand is greatly enhanced. When Ye Chenfeng and the shadows fight, they are aware of the doubts, basically certain, the shadow is the avatar of the king of killing.
"You..."
After hearing Ye Chenfeng’s insight into his secret, the shadow face changed greatly.
"The devil is tied, tied!"
A black ink-like chain broke the body of Ye Chenfeng, like a black dragon, wrapped around the shadow, and suppressed him.
"唳唳..."
When Ye Chenfeng forcibly suppressed the shadow of the King of Killing, the sound of a high-pitched bird rang in Fu Qingshan's body.
A lifelike Qing Huangpeng flew out of Fu Qingshan's body, exuding a sacred breath and soaring in the void.
Fu Qingshan evolved into the blood of Qinghuangpeng, and the powerful blood force broke through the bottleneck in one fell swoop, breaking through to the sixth level of the Beastmaster Kingdom.
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