: 1439, the last madness

"Ah...oh!"
South Night Five struggled to stand up from the gravel, and took a step, spurting a blood out of the mouth, and then the whole person banged and completely fell.
The weight of the injury was such that he could not stand up at all.
He struggled, his hands on the ground, and he looked up hard and looked into the distant sky.
Followed by his gaze, Li Mu saw, standing on the back of the king of the konjac, the imperial endless, waving a giant black iron rod in his hand, enchanting the magic, exudes endless pressure.
That is a hair.
A fluff that was pulled from the giant finger.
After refining and shrinking, it turned into a weapon.
Just before the fifth night of the South, I was taken back by this finger.
Even a hair on the giant finger is so powerful.
The horror in Li Mu’s heart is almost overflowing.
In the distance, the cracks are constantly expanding.
That pair of giant hands, the ten fingers are tearing the space frantically, as if to tear the world apart.
The cracks are constantly expanding.
The giant demon behind it tried to get out of it.
In the sky, a golden thunder is also being formed in madness. The power of terrible robbery is constantly slamming on the giant finger. In the end, it is almost a golden thunder, but it also drowns the giant finger.
The surface of the skin of the giant finger, with a layer of radiance, seems to be a light array, resisting the bombardment of thunder.
That is not a magical power that is deliberately displayed.
It is the resistance that comes with the physical strength to the extreme.
The golden thunder that was enough to kill the sacred grand perfection was bombarded on the giant finger, and even its resistance could not be broken.
Once the master of the giant finger, the demon who tried to drill through the crack, if it comes to the real body, who can resist?
Li Mu can even clearly feel that this world is violently repelling. In resisting the advent of the giant finger demon, the laws of the heavens are enlarging the power of annihilation, sweeping toward the giant fingers and cracks, and the cracks are madly healing. Fight against the power of the giant finger.
But even so, seeing that the crack is getting bigger and bigger, the devil is only a matter of time.
The breath of despair spreads in everyone's heart.
Yu Wuji laughed at the sky.
"Ha ha ha, kill me? South night five, you are just a foolish self-righteous idiot, how about the scorpion scorpion? I kill you, such as killing chickens and dogs is generally easy, hahahaha!"
Yu Wuji’s body exudes a rich, black-like flame.
Fierceness is unparalleled.
In the south of the five servants in the graves of the Xiangu dynasty, struggling several times, it is difficult to get up.
The sacred scorpion on his body was gradually dimmed.
There is no further effort.
The indigo konjac of the sky flutters.
The loss of all the people is heavy.
There are screams screaming all the time, and a sage is fallen.
In the end, there were less than 10,000 people, and they did not surrender to the Wujiu. They were forced to retreat and besieged around the Xiangu ring.
"kill."
Ye no hate joined the battle.
She was physically moved, and she took a thousand-meter-old phoenix, burning the fire of the real phoenix, squirting a mouth, and the flames swept through the sky.
The air rang out of the sound of the popping beans.
A konjac, a beetle-like cockroach, is directly baked and blasted, bursting in the flame, and immediately turned into fly ash.
Ye no hate directly swooped toward the imperial endless.
"Be careful."
Li Mu drank, his body shape changed and chased it down.
The demon in the hands of Yu Wuji refers to the extraordinary power of Mao, even the [戮神甲胄] is not an opponent, Li Musheng is afraid that Ye has no hate to suffer.
After all, this is also a child fucking.
Wang Shiyu and Hua Xiangrong also shot at the same time.
boom!
The battle is instantly hot.
"Vool... disgusting."
Xiao Jiuyi’s paw smashed a konjac beetle, and the indigo liquid splashed and stinked. He immediately retched in the air and completely extinguished the taste of the konjac beetle.
The evil moon is quietly squatting on the gate of Xiangu, a lazy look.
I don't know if it is because of this level of fighting, I can't afford to be interested, or I am guarding this door.
The old gods are plundering in the void, seeing their own immortals, when there is danger, they will kill and save people.
"Suzaku Lord? Hahaha, give me death."
Yu Wuji waved the magic stick in his hand and slammed it out.
The dark mist is like a demon whistling.
Xianhuang humming.
Stretching the wings to meet.
The phoenix wing and the magic stick collided with each other, and the energy bursting in the sky burst.
Yu Wuji, a cockroach, was almost shaken from the body of the konjac king.
Ye did not hate back a few hundred meters, stabilized his body shape, the phoenix flames blasted and the flames extinguished a lot.
But no injuries.
This made Li Mu, who was on one side, extremely shocked.
Dressed in the south of the fifth day of the [戮神甲胄], it was taken by the Wujiu magic wand, but the leaves did not hate to rely on the strength of their own body, so this is a positive regret a stick?
"It seems that your doll is quite popular among Ding Haofu people. Not only has Li Lan's inheritance been obtained, but it has also been the true biography of the Lord of the Phoenix."
The old stick can't help but sigh.
When Li Mu heard it, some understood.
He has heard the names of Li Lan and Xie Jieyu.
It is the wife of Ding Hao, the sword god.
According to the old description of the old gods, these two can not be characters.
In particular, the Xie Jieyu, who has the [Lord of the Phoenix], is said to have a strength that is no less than Ding Hao, but is the dominant existence between heaven and earth.
It turns out that Ye has no hate to get the inheritance of these two.
Judging from the strength of the leaf no hate just revealed, the "Lotus of the Phoenix" is well-deserved.
Li Mu Song breathed a sigh of relief.
"kill."
Ye no hate again shot.
She locked the Royal Promise.
Li Mu showed his intentions and time areas, assisted on one side.
He wants to test, if it is self-assisted rather than positive, then Wu Wuji is injured and the injury will be transferred to himself.
The two strong players joined forces, and Yu Wuji suddenly fell into the wind.
"Hey, you are looking for death."
There was a fire in his eyes, and he could not wait to raise the leaves without hate.
I thought that everything was under control. I didn't expect it to be dragged by this woman.
Coupled with Li Mu, old gods and other people, Yu Wuji feels a burst of bad.
Today's situation has come to this point. It is supposed to be ruined and generally conquered by Wan Xianfu, but it has never been able to win it. It really makes him angry.
boom!
Continuous battle.
"puff……"
Yu Wuji was shot and flew out, and the blood was dyed.
The giant king of the konjac was also killed by Li Mu and burned to ashes.
"Oh ah... the master helped me."
He roared and asked for help from the giant finger god.
"Roar!"
A roar, coming out of the crack in time and space.
The sound of horror, sweeping the world, is like a wave.
Some immortals were caught off guard and directly killed and turned into blood fog.
Li Mu and others have had to fight hard and resist back and forth.
"Hey-!"
"Hey!"
The screaming screams.
Just look at the giant finger, a finger of the hair, turned into a black dragon, screaming out, killing.
The power of this black dragon does not know how many times stronger than the indigo konjac.
The situation suddenly turned sharply.
Moreover, this is not complete.
The demon immediately screamed and broke his little finger and threw it through the gap.
The mottled thumb fell in the air and turned into a three-headed six-armed demon with a height of 10,000 meters. With a palm of his hand, a bang, a mountain was directly photographed as a powder, like a basin, sag!
The sky collapsed.
"not good."
The old gods look nervous.
This giant refers to the devil, even playing this hand?
In the rumor, after the death of the criminal day, with the chest as the eye, with the navel as the mouth, you can fight again.
This demon can be turned into a three-headed six-armed troll with one finger, which is too exaggerated.
"Block him."
The old gods kicked the stupid dog to the thumb troll.
"Ah... Who is the mother who kicked me?"
The stupid dog roared and turned to escape.
Its momentum has become stronger again.
The old stick loudly said: "The blood of this strange demon can nourish all things, especially suitable for plants to absorb and nourish the gods, and to restore the life and restore the spirit of the gods..."
The voice has not fallen.
"Oh... for the fairy world, for the sake of the heavens, you stupid guy, die for me."
Xiao Jiu immediately laughed at the idea of ​​escape, and shook his body. The body shape instantly expanded and became bigger, more than 10,000 meters high, and the fierceness broke out. The eyes were like blood pools, the teeth were like swords, and the hairs were like Wang Yang, toward The three-headed six-armed demon rushed away.
"Cut your blood and use my flowers as a nourishment."
It rushes to the side, heroic like an avid cult.
For a moment, the troll was actually blocked by this stupid dog.
The battle continues.
"what……"
The screams sounded.
Under the biting and killing of the black dragon, countless immortals, like dumplings, fall and fall.
There are some immortals, desperate faces, panic-stricken, rushing straight toward Xiangu, and want to rush into the fairy door.
Instead of dying here, it is better to rush into the door, perhaps alive.
But a force of exclusion was uploaded from the door.
White Cat Evil Moon whispered: "Hey, this road is not working."
"Let's leave, we have to live."
"Why can't you go in?"
"I want to go in."
"This door is not your home..."
"Why, do you want to swallow the door to escape?"
The frightened group of immortals is in a hurry.
The evil moon snorted and immediately lazily said: "Take you to die, a group of idiots... whatever."
No longer blocked.
More than a dozen figure, rushed toward the gate of Xiangu.
Puff puff!
Just rushed into the door, suddenly the door brilliance, a puffy storm, filled the air.
However, all the immortals who rushed into the fairy door of the ancients had no bones and turned into a powder.
"what?"
Other immortals who want to do the same, suddenly chilling, never dare to rush inside.
How could this be?
They look at each other.
The only way to live is absolutely.
"Oh... I didn't win the recognition of the key, I want to go in? If the fairy door is so good, what do you want the key to do? Hehe... a bunch of idiots."
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So what is inside the battlefield of Xiangu? Have you thought about it?