: 473. Yan Di is out!

In the blue sea city, a group of strong people joined forces to attack, and even the Yang Quanjing and the blue sea invisible sword as the center, the axe axe and the cloud flow magic sword as the auxiliary, coupled with the painting and promotion of the old people in the center.
The strength of the combination of rigidity and softness, yin and yang, all burst out in an instant, and continue to grow, high-spirited.
Jingzhong’s flaming demon kings also made a horrible roar, and the raging fire gathered together.
The two sides met in the air and violently collided.
At this time, a huge foot fell from the top of the blue sea city, suddenly like a landslide!
Song Wuliang and others face the face.
The endless violent flame, at this moment, seems to solidify together, constantly compressing at the bottom of the huge sole of the foot, violent and oppressive.
As the oldest oldest in the world of the Eight Greatests, I experienced the first time in the same year, and the oldest man who was the most violent invader of the painting, the face of Shen Mo.
"Great Devil!"
In fact, you don't have to go through that big battle. At this moment, everyone on the scene has the most intuitive feeling!
The power of terror is constantly pressing, breaking golden light and blue sea.
Huang Guanglie, Song Wuquan and others all sang in a low voice, and the sturdy real yuan gathered together, rolling up, turning into infinite arrogance, blocking each other's footsteps.
The huge figure in the sky is also showing the true face at the moment.
It seems that the mountains are huge, the lower part is like a cow, the upper part is like a tiger, the shoulder is staring at a huge bull's head, the top of the head is curved, and the whole body is covered with flame patterns, burning.
A pair of red scorpions, arrogant and fiercely overlooking the boundless array of blue sea below.
In the deafening roar, the blue sea is infinitely large and bursting!
The curtain of the sky was torn, and it fell like a flood from the sky, falling to the Bihai City of Donglong Island below.
But before the flood fell from the sky to the ground, it has already been evaporated into a heavy fog by raging fire.
A huge black shadow suddenly rushed out of the white mist.
It was almost impossible to react with the recent Cangshan Mountain Gate, and it was completely guided by the spiritual guidance of the sacred sacred axe in his hand.
The emptiness cracked the horrible crack, but the crack was instantly filled with fire.
Under the burning of the flame, the void gap actually healed.
At the next moment, Chu Yan and Hao Tianxu will fly backwards together!
The sacred scorpion axe was shaken off the hand, and the black light of the whole body went straight down.
The palm of the mountain, the palm of the hand, plays the blood in the sky, and the surface is like gold paper.
On the side of the crown of the Taiyin, the moonlight as the water is generally undulating.
Meng Hao’s face under the brilliance is paler, and blood leaks from the corners of his mouth.
She was able to help her, and barely kept Chu to play a life, but this is so, Chu is also almost directly killed, and the sacred axe is even more severely hit.
The great demon king, who was born with a bull's head, stood in the void, and let the sacred soldier succumb to death in the palm of his hand.
He did not continue to pursue, and Huang Guanglie, the old man, the Song Wuliang and others, have already attacked together side by side!
Huang Guanglie was boxing out, and the golden light shone, and the world was transformed into a golden piece.
The golden day on the scorpio, this moment seems to have come from nine days, shining in all directions.
Although the blue sea is not broken, but Song is incapable of driving the holy soldiers Bihai Dan heart sword, Jianguang invisible, like a huge wave, toward the big demon king shock.
Although it was only Wu Shengyi's re-construction as a realm, Song was infinitely urging Bihai Danxin's sword, which was obviously stronger than Chu's urging.
The martial arts swordsmanship and the sacred soldiers continue to fuel their respective powers, and the invisible swords are inexhaustible but elusive.
The old man looks calm, but this time it is not volley painting.
In his body, he spurted out the blood line, and in his midair, he was introduced by himself as a picture.
Painting the holy murder, painting with the enemy's blood, condensing in the void for a long time, is one of the legends of the eight great world terror.
At this moment, he painted with his own blood, and painted a scene of annihilation!
The real void, this moment seems to be a fusion of the paintings of the old people of the ink, and it also shows the trend of landslides.
The big devil's mouth seemed to emit a screaming laughter, and then it was like a roaring roar.
His claws came out, his left paw greeted Huang Guanglie, and his right paw greeted the old man.
The left-handed flaming flames converge, as if they were caged, shrouded Huang Guanglie.
Huang Guanglie’s strong martial arts, which came from the east, was trapped by the flame cage and could not erupt.
The golden day roared, hitting the flames together, and finally bursting open.
The sky was golden and the red fire was flying together, and the yellow light sighed back.
The right paw of the Great Devil is the painting of the old man, and the fierce one.
This is a world of collapse, this is completely broken!
However, the claws of the Great Demon King were unaffected, as if they had crossed the void and still caught the old man.
For Song's infinite sword light, this sorcerer opened his mouth and spurted out the flame.
Infinite flames in the void, revealing tens of thousands of patterns, each pattern is written in flames, constantly jumping.
Thousands of flames, gathered into a sea of ​​fire, annihilating Song's infinite sword.
The flames of the sea are infinite, and the invisible Jianguang, which is more and more endless than the Song Dynasty, is even more magnificent and more vast!
The full-fledged attack of the three Huang Guanglie was broken, and the big demon king took a step forward.
The feet of the ox-hoof, trampled on the void, centered on his feet, and the flames fluttered around the four moments.
The infinite East China Sea waters are retreating, and the world is full of fire.
Although it did not induce the variability of the veins of the earth, although the area of ​​influence was much smaller, at this moment, the place where the great demon king stood, there was a tendency to boil the sea!
The huge bull's head is slightly low, and the horns on the head are ejected, and the void seems to burst.
The master of the blue sea city, Song Wu, was immediately wounded, and the blue sea and the heart of the sword were bleak.
He clawed forward and grabbed the ground.
Huang Guanglie and the old man of the ink retreated in succession, and it was difficult to resist. Both of them had blood spilling.
On the other hand, An Qinglin, Meng Yu, Chu Yan and a group of Bihai City Warriors, but also by the Jingzhong a group of fire demon king forced to life and death!
In the laughter of the big devil, the huge body fell on Donglong Island.
As he landed, Donglong Island suddenly broke completely!
The blue sea city on the island, like the sand sculpture castle facing the waves, is crumbling.
The old man screamed: "It can't be kept here!"
Everyone looks bitter.
Not only can't keep it, but everyone on the scene, except for the old man and Huang Guanglie, there are almost no escape opportunities for others!
It is he and Huang Guanglie, whether they can successfully break through and escape from birth, are unknown.
Song looked at Bihai City and Donglong Island with pain and pain, and clenched his sword, his eyes decided.
All the blue sea city warriors, a desperate heart, look up at the huge body that seems to be the devil of the world.
Suddenly, they found that the big demon king, the huge blood red eyes, revealed the color of the accident, and the sight looked into the distance.
When everyone is wrong, the subconscious looks back.
Seeing the sky suddenly bursts of purple light, the dragon humming.
The purple light is getting more and more prosperous. At the end of the day, if you are in the sky, you will split the endless fire!
Among the knives and knives, a man came from afar and instantly approached.
The appearance looks like it is only thirty years old, but the two eyes are white and stained with a little star cream.
But the whole person not only does not have the slightest suffocation, but the sharpness is overwhelming, and the arrogance is extremely extreme, as if a long knife that smashes the sky!
Everyone looked at the coming, more than the joy, but more shocked: "Yan Di!"
"You are so sacred?!" (To be continued.)