Vol 3 Chapter 2433: With the total death

"No hurry, now is not when you are in a hurry, someone is more anxious than you."
"what?"
Wang Yunhun looked in the direction of Yuanzheng's finger. It was the altar where the Nine Emperor Wang Hao was located, and his eyes could not help but flash a doubt.
"Oh, don't look at it, hide it first."
Yuan really pulled the hood and hid his face deeper and turned and said.
"Mr. Yuan, tell me, where is the ninth altar?"
Wang Yun retracted his gaze and turned his eyes to Yuanzheng. He said eagerly, his eyes flashed with mad eyes.
No moment, let him feel that he is so close to the Prince.
From small to large, he has always been a joke among many emperors. I was bullied, I swallowed my voice, and I laughed and lived to the present.
If it can become a prince, Wang Yun's right fist is clenched, and a blood is stirring.
A true look at the eyes, won the look of Wang Yun, slightly smiled: "Yes, I like your current state, but now is not the time to tell you. First hide with me, the battle will be, the degree of destruction will Beyond your imagination."
"Great war?"
Wang Yun seems a bit stunned. Big brother is so strong now, who dares to fight against him.
It is enough helpless to put such a fool.
The heart sighed the air, and the circle explained briefly: "Wu Xiu Yu Lin, the wind is more than destroyed. Your brothers, after awakening, will definitely understand a truth. Only join hands to kill the altar, destroy your big brother's altar, Only then did you have a chance. You didn't see it. Are you the big brothers who are not allowed to move around the altar?"
Wang Yun’s eyes swept away, and sure enough.
The masters of the blood martial arts, as well as the six veins of the emperor left Yu, although the look is relaxed. But there was no relaxation at all, and the four sides were watched with vigilance. The defensiveness was impenetrable and did not reveal any flaws.
Thinking of the big battle in the real mouth, Wang Yundun dared to panic, if true as he said.
It’s just that the eight brothers and the thirteen brothers joined forces. Those powerful and outrageous doormen are not the doormen of other emperors.
What kind of destructive power is caused, I can’t imagine it.
Wang Yun woke up and said loudly: "Walk away, let's go."
"Don't move, come with me."
Yuan really shook his head, leading the way, leading the group of visitors and the four emperors quickly.
The turmoil in the core area has intensified and absorbed the great prince of the altar of the dragon. It has become an unreasonable point, and it is a gaze that makes people feel scared.
At this moment, except for Wang Fei’s altar, only three are still there.
They are the eleven emperors, and the nine emperors Wang Hao and the six emperors Wang Ming. Other altars are either destroyed or abandoned.
On the altar where the eleventh emperor is located, the death Lin Feng and the mixed yuan palace Chu Feng, their faces are quite ugly.
"Are we keeping or abandoning?"
The eleven princes looked at the two humanities, and his heart was vacillating and still tangled.
Chu Feng Shen said: "No hurry, he will be the sword of the nine emperors, and you will step up the sacrifice of the Emperor Sword. Only by combining your own avenues, there will be some opportunities to compete with him."
Lin Feng's eyes swept in a circle, calmly said: "There are still many variables. I see the Eight Emperors and the Thirteen Emperors. It seems that Annai can't live."
"Yes, my star brother and thirteen brothers will definitely not sit down and watch the big brother continue to be strong!"
The eleventh emperor’s mind was determined not to be entangled, and Shen Xin sacrificed the Yanhuang sword.
How big a crisis is, it means how big the opportunity is, and the eleven emperors still don't want to give up.
In the raging flame.
Wang Hao’s eyes narrowed and he looked at Wang Fei, the great emperor, and his heart was not shocked.
Too fast, really too fast.
There was no time for too much reaction. The great emperor Wang Fei destroyed the four altars with the ravages of destruction. At this moment, it was strong enough to be unbearable.
Wang Dao’s domineering, Wang Fei’s heart swelled to near distortion, crazy and strong.
His heart is hot, and his shot is decided.
The two confidants were removed, and the two princes with the strength of the bottom were destroyed. No one can compete with them at this moment.
"Nine emperors, the fate of the road has been chaotic, I completely see the situation of all parties, the number of destiny, a chaos."
Tianze's brows are crumpled, and the critical moments are ineffective. He is somewhat self-blaming: "But the life of His Royal Highness is yin and yang, fatefulness, and good fortune. It is recommended that His Royal Highness should be avoided."
"Shun me, Chang, who is against me!"
In the laughter, Wang Fei, who refining the new dragon, absorbed his eyes and fell on Wang Hao.
As others have expected, the goal of his sword is the King of the Nine Emperors!
"Xiao Chen, can dare to pick me this sword!"
Seeing Xiao Chen on the altar, Wang Fei’s suppression of long-lasting killings finally broke out with impunity.
There is no nonsense, and it is a sword, a dynasty of more than 100,000 years. Turned into a celestial sword, it is like a sharp edge piercing the sky, falling straight to the altar where Wang Hao is.
This is already comparable to the peak of the Seven Vedic Emperor, even more terrifying.
The most important thing is the ancient tomb of the Emperor Yan, even if it is the true seven-pulse emperor here, or the Eight-Yu Emperor is difficult to achieve such a prestige.
The unparalleled swordsman is far ahead of the previous four swords.
This sword is not only the mighty swordsman of the imperial concubine, but also the dynasty body that has experienced the legend of the wind and frost from the long rivers of the years.
The prosperity of Jianwei makes this vast and infinite core area seem insignificant.
Is it guarded? Still retired? Only between Wang Yi and his thoughts.
Xiao Chen closed his eyes and let the squally winds caused by Jianwei blow his clothes and sway his long hair.
Wang Fei, the sword, named him to pick it up, but he couldn’t pick it up, but he couldn’t help him.
It is not a question of whether or not it can be caught, but if Wang Hao chooses to retire, this sword will be meaningless.
"The king has not lost one person, and the kings are not responsible for me. I will not be responsible for all the kings. Please help me catch a sword and die with my life!"
The calm words of Wang Shuo, under the mighty swordsmanship, if nothing happens. But it is like tar, igniting the blood of Qin Zhuolin, Tian Ceshu and others. In the face of this shocking sword, there is no half-retraction.
war!
"My name is Xiaosuo, and today I am suffering from the flag of the flesh and blood, and I am wounded by the world. Red blood king, please give me unbeaten war!"
Half-life, ups and downs, and invincible, half-bone invincible. Xiao Su burst into a burst, letting his own life burn, not only the battle flag, but also the wind.
Inheriting the undefeated warfare of the Red Blood King, crossing time and space, breaking the barriers of time and space from the distant past. Turned into a round of day, light up one side, forcing the glory of Wang Fei's dynasty.
"The big day is like the sky, the real fire does not go out!"
Jinwu Empire, the face does not change color, itself like tar, turned into the sun really burning.
Its eyes are golden, and the blood is completely activated. Suddenly, a golden urn is circled around the altar.

The day is the day, the painting is the dragon!

Qin Zhuolin will be the one to find the dragon, to the extreme, one finger, one finger.
This finger is just the day of the unbeaten battle, and the time is this little altar. Under the sword of the 100,000-year-old dynasty, it was hard to hold up a day.
On the other hand, the painting is a dragon, and a shadow of the dragon's veins is called, and the golden dragon is soaring.
"The world is right, the sun and the moon are glorious!"
Tian Ce’s students can’t take care of them, and they fold their fans in their hands and slowly expand. By the sun, the moon and the river, the derivation of its own arrogance, blessing and this side of the world.
In addition to Xiao Chen, Wu Meng and others on the altar are doing their best, even at the expense of overdraft.
To resist, to withstand the 100,000-year dynasty, the invincible sword.
"kill!"
Xiaosuo took the lead and held the battle flag, rushing to the past and rushing to the past.
It seems that some of the arm is in the car, there is a dead and lifeless move, so that the princes outside the palace can not bear to see.
clang!
The red blood battle flag, the moment of contact with the sword mang, Xiaosuo spit out a blood, holding the right hand of the battle flag, there is a trace of fissure.
The unforgiving sword mang, actually was unbeaten by him, and he was blocked for a moment.
The four sides are afraid of the earthquake. This scene is really incredible.
Even the eight emperors and the thirteen emperors, who dare not pick up a sword, were actually blocked by a guest of the nine emperors.
"Xiao Xiong, I will help you!"
Hey!
Seeing the crack in the arm of Despair, it is necessary to spread the whole body, and the five figures will rise at the same time.
Qin Zhuolin will condense himself on the body of the world. Turned into a dragon shadow, and the Jinwu, which was transformed by the shackles, attacked the swordsman of the royal family.
Rub and rub!
Under the incredible gaze, the sword mans, there was a trace of cracks, and there was a tendency to collapse.
The big prince’s face is furious, how can it be like this!
The kingdom he cultivated cannot tolerate such a failure. Wang Daowang, once defeated, will hurt the origin of the avenue.
But when he was ready to make another sword, he suddenly felt a chill.
Looking down the chill, I saw the altar above, and Xiao Chen did not know when to open his eyes.
Behind him, a blue dragon shadow is condensed, and the heavens and the earth are filled with the power of the pure king.