Chapter 1319: Hell

In the face of the demon warrior, Xuanyuan morning wind just took a picture of the most common big handprint.
Once the handprint was shot, he turned away and never looked at it.
The big hand prints are divided into countless kinds in the universe, such as the magical seal of the Wanfo Sanctuary, Wuwei Printing, King Kong Printing and so on.
However, the handprint of Xuanyuan Chenfeng is the most bland, but it is formed by the condensation of the real elements in the body. Any military can condense with real yuan.
However, the Xuanyuan morning breeze is Xuanyuan morning wind!
With this hand-printed handprint, there is a kind of avenue that lies in it!
The demon warrior saw the handprint under the hood, and he tried to dodge, but when he wanted to move, he found that he was like a konjac, but it was difficult to move, it was hard to resist!
This is the power of the Tao!
Three thousand Shinto, it is three thousand avenues!
Everything is self-contained and different.
The Shinto practiced by Xuanyuan Chenfeng has always been a secret in the universe.
This is because the Xuanyuan clan is very unique. This clan is the four-family of the gods and the four great families. The other three families, such as the Ji family, or the Ji family often have the Tao. The situation happened.
In other words, the other three families often have only Tianjiao and no Tao.
The Tao of the Xuanyuan clan has never been interrupted! What is even more amazing is that every Taoist clan is born, and it seems that the Shinto is different.
It’s a terrific thing to get a sacred method, like the five elements of the Ji family, and the sacred Dandao of the Ji family...
Every time a Xuanyuan clan was born, the Taoist monks were different. Many of the great forces in the universe did not understand the reasons. The Xuanyuan clan also regarded it as the biggest secret of the family and never disclosed it to the outside world.
Originally, many people wanted to use the Xuanyuan morning wind to see what kind of Shinto he cultivated...
But this piece of his hand was photographed. Although there is a avenue, it is only the simplest real handprint that can be distinguished.
"Snapped……"
The big handprint was directly covered by the volley, and the demon warrior was photographed in it.
At this moment, the Xuanyuan morning breeze has returned to his own chess piece. It seems that he has nothing to do with the result. In fact, he has enough confidence to be confident that the demon warrior who is a Tianjiao cannot avoid him. A handprint!
Spike Tianjiao!
This is the strength of the Tao, this is the strength of Xuanyuan Chenfeng!
This scene directly shows the Mozu!
Many Mozu warriors are also outside, surrounded by the dream space, watching this scene.
Seeing their Tianjiao repeatedly provoked the Terran twice, and the Terran had no choice but to help them, but they lost and lost, and their hearts were dark!
The battle of the big world is often accompanied by the rise and fall of race!
This is not only the position of the protagonist of the great world, but also the air transport of a family, the rise and fall of a family!
If the geniuses of their Mozus win the battlefield in this fantasy battlefield, they are afraid that they can reverse the number of sacred under the heavens and lead the Mozu to a prosperous world!
Their demons are brutal and murderous, and they also regard pride and glory as their own lives, and how will they be willing to fall under others?
Over the years, under the suppression of the Terran, the entire Mozu is full of serious suffocating, and once they have the opportunity to reverse, they will revolt!
However, Xuanyuan Chenfeng’s slap in the face was a complete slap in the face.
The genius of the demon, called the anger, is also the third arrogant of his demon. Is it only worth the slap in front of Xuanyuan Chenfeng?
This gap is a bit big...
Standing on the black chess piece, Luo Zheng, his eyes are also slightly flickering.
"This is the strength of the Tao!"
I have to say that even Luo Zheng has to lose!
If Luo Zheng is fully committed, he may also be able to slap the dead genius.
However, he can't do it so easily. Look at Xuanyuan's morning breeze. The handprint that was shot by the slap is just a gesture!
However, Luo Zheng also knows that with pure strength, Xuanyuan Chenfeng cannot easily defeat the Devil's Tianjiao. There may be a big gap between the Xuanyuan morning wind and those Tianjiao, but there is no such a degree.
The key is still the imposing temperament in the handprint.
Luo Zhengfang stared at him and felt an indescribable momentum in it, but he could not know which kind of Shinto.
In the next round, fight again, expand again...
The pieces fell again one by one.
However, the voices of many outsiders’ arguments still fell on the Xuanyuan morning wind. Many people even concluded that this time the battlefield of the fantasy battlefield has not been continued, it must be the first place of Xuanyuan Chenfeng!
What everyone did not expect was that after three more rounds, the demon warrior named Rage was once again arranged to fight!
Of the three hundred warriors, most of them are not fighting!
Just like Luo Zheng, Ji Luoxue, Zhi Qian Han and so on, there is no chance to appear.
However, this genie, the genius of the genius, has already appeared three times!
I don't know how the mysterious girl is arranged. Perhaps it is so arranged that she has her deep meaning...
The demon warrior was suppressed by a large handprint of Xuanyuan Chenfeng, and his heart was full of fear, but also regarded it as a great shame!
He knew that he was defeated by the Xuanyuan morning breeze, but he never thought that he was a trick in the hands of Xuanyuan Chenfeng!
The demon warrior regards defeat as the greatest shame. At this moment, he is also somewhat eager to wash his shame.
This time, a jade hand in the sky buckled him on the chessboard, and he once again deducted another Terran warrior.
The man was holding a dark iron sword, which was the arrogance that Luo Zhengkeng had once died, and he was alone.
"This time my opponent is finally normal!" The angry face flashed a cold color, Xuanyuan morning wind he is not an opponent, but the general human celestial arrogance he is not afraid.
The time when the solitary sword became famous was not long, and his current reputation was only spread among the gods, and other human races, as well as many races in the universe, were not familiar with this person, let alone the solitary sword Luo Zhengkeng once lost five million dream points into the shovel, plus his own 12 million dream points, and the previous rankings are relatively late.
So he is not eye-catching.
However, only the talents of the gods are clear...
This guy is also rated as a genius guy, absolutely has the terrorist power to fight with the Tao!
There was a sullen smile on the face of the anger, and he was going to take away the humiliation he had suffered, and doubled the arrogance in front of him.
Since the position of the two pieces is relatively close this time, the anger will wait until the solitary sword is just stuck in the chessboard IQ, he is the first to attack!
And one shot, that is, the strongest one!
"There is no magic!"
The supreme artifact in his hand is a big drum, and in this drum there is a heart, a powerful heart that has beaten for tens of thousands of years.
However, he just showed his strength, and the solitary sword smashed a sword with no expression.
This sword has the same effect as the big handprint of Xuanyuan Chenfeng. It is extremely simple, but it is unstoppable.
Waiting until the genius of the genius of the genius, seeing this sword smashed and felt the hidden power, the heart could not help but roar, this is really a dog.
(Stop the big electricity... I rented a word from the hour and the room was knocked out, the keyboard was very bad, the upload was late, sorry t_t also ran for a few hours...)