Chapter 2007: Zhongzhou battlefield!

Chapter 2007 Zhongzhou Battlefield!
Lian Xi, the Holy Son of Heaven, is indeed unlucky.
Had a good job in recruiting relatives in Luosha City. Seeing that the Quartet had been suppressed, he was about to become the master, and the daughter of the master of Shasha City would become his own woman.
Since attending this contest to recruit relatives, Leng Xi naturally understood that it is said that Nie Ying, the daughter of the main city of Shasha City, is a first-class beauty.
At that time, Leng Xi was thinking that tonight would be able to hold a beautiful beauty to sleep, and when the heart was so hot, no one knew that one.
Who knows, that one turned out to be the peerless fiend in the legend, the Lord of the Nine Phantoms!
Not only did he not sleep to the beauty, but he was still in the public eye, and was beaten by that cruel man, and tasted the pain and humiliation.
At that time, Leng Xi could feel that the man really showed his intention to kill, and he could say that he almost died in his hands.
In the end, I had escaped a disaster. I thought that was the end of the matter.
However, he did not expect that when he came out of the mysterious space of Zhuge Qingfeng, it was because of that person that he was in the public eye and was slaped by his father Leng Yan, and he was also abolished, Distinguished status.
"Jiuyou Lord! It's all Jiyou You Lord!" At this moment, listening to Leng Yan's decisive announcement, Leng Xi said in her heart that her body was still lying on the ice, but her fists , Already quietly clenched tightly at this moment.
"And he! It's him! Zhuge Qingfeng!" Followed by, Leng Xi opened her mouth and gritted her teeth secretly, her eyes staring at the white floating figure full of hate.
"Nothing had happened at all, and the Lord of the Nine Wraiths didn't kill me in the end! But it was him, Zhuge Qingfeng, but he nodded and told those things to Abba, instigating alienation from it, and let me suffer this slap. Let me be abolished as the Son!
It's him! Leng Xi looked at the white figure the more he thought, the more hatred he felt. At this moment, he had almost transferred all the hate to Zhuge Qingfeng.
Although he hated, he was still very sensible! He knew that even if he hated the Nine Phantom Lord again, that was not an existence he could provoke, and the Zhuge Qingfeng ...
"Zhuge Qingfeng, you wait for me! Someday, I will let you kneel in front of me, remorse for what I have done today!
Zhuge old dog! "
...
In the eighth temple of Tianhuang Shrine, Shi Feng was suspended in the air with her legs crossed and her knees suspended. At this moment, the Nine Ghost Powers were running, devouring the power of death in the blood stone monument.
It is recorded in the scroll that there are countless gods in the warland, and it is really dangerous. So before going to the warland, Shi Feng wanted to elevate her realm.
Today, he has entered the eight-star demigod, but at this moment, Shi Feng is confident that he will be able to step into the nine-star demigod in a short time.
Can enter a realm, one more combat power!
Nowadays, relying on the Thunder God of War and eleven True God fighters and other means, he can defeat the true Gods of the Double Sky. , More terrifying existence!
Fortunately, the blood stone stele is rich in energy and devouring a force of death, and it has been continuously transformed into the nine ghostly powers in Dantian.
However, after Shi Feng entered the eight-star demigod realm, his energy demand has also become greater and greater. When the thick death force in the blood stone monument was devoured by him, his abnormal Dantian, It was embarrassing to reach great consummation!
The demand for that perverted Dantian almost reached the point of horror! During his time, he killed a lot of martial arts powers, just like the battle of Gu'ershan, but it killed hundreds of peerless powers at the level of nine stars and demigods!
Although in several battles, the Thunder God of War was constantly urged, and some energy was lost, the previous strong death force was still terrifying!
In this way, the power of death in the blood stone monument is now almost exhausted.
Followed by, Shi Feng thought, a light shone behind him, and the flame tree had been summoned by him from the blood stone.
Later, Shi Feng concluded a handprint with both hands, her eyes closed slowly, and she entered the martial arts of perception!
...
Tianheng continent.
"war!"
"kill!"
"kill!"
...
Tianheng continent has been invaded by aliens, and wars have been fought in various places.
"war!"
...
Tianheng mainland, Zhongzhou!
"Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill!"
In the endless darkness, bursts of drinking and killing kept ringing.
The dark camp, the death emperor, the dark emperor, and the destroyer emperor, are now leading the dark camp to sacrifice the warriors, and an outbreak of world war with the aliens.
"Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill!" The violent energy raged violently in this dark world, and the sound of blasts kept blasting, the sky was shaking.
The Death Emperor Ling Yefeng, holding the death scythe proudly standing in the void, was surrounded by dark mists of death, exuding a thick air of death. "Battle!" With a low drink, a dense corpse was seen from him Flying out, floating in this void.
There are tens of thousands of dead corpses, and Ling Yefeng, the dead emperor, instantly laid out his famous killing moves, and the corpses were in a big battle!
The yelling wind blew, the power of peerless death shrouded the world, "Kill!" Ling Yefeng snorted again and again, the death sickle flying out of his hand, flew into the battlefield under him instantly!
The dark army is fighting a scale-filled alien race. These alien races are full of scales of various colors. At this moment, the dark world, white scales, copper scales, green scales, blue scales, and purple scale aliens, are all there!
The death sickle is indeed a death sickle. Between the fierce flying dances, countless aliens continue to die under the sword. In that area, the screams are extremely fierce.
"Huh!" Just then, just heard an unusually cold cold hum.
Ling Yefeng suddenly looked up, and saw a huge flame palm falling from the sky, violently bombarded towards him Ling Yefeng.
"This ... this power!"
During this time, Ling Yefeng, the great emperor of death, has entered the realm of two stars and demigods, but he is still under the palm of the flame, and feels the power that makes him tremble!
"Battle!" The color of surprise only appeared on his Ling Yefeng's face and disappeared instantly, a look of indomitable face, and then appeared on that mighty face.
After the flying sickle harvested a wave of life, it flew back into Ling Yefeng's hands.
The strength of the corpses gathered, Ling Yefeng's whole body continued to pour into the sickle of death, followed, and saw him slamming towards the top!
Death Scythe flew again, and the next moment, it saw that it struck on the palm of the flame!
"Boom!" The powerful force collided, listening to the sound of a peerless explosion! Chaos energy rages.
The night sky is boiling wildly.
(End of this chapter)