Chapter 2527: Borrow your head

"Oh?"
Undead eyes are slightly picked up.
The change of Sheng Qian Mo made him feel a little surprised.
Although there is not much change in the look, the undead can see that something has changed.
It is as if the wheel of fortune has been turned.
"Behind you, there are people!" Undead is cold and cold, he did not stand up from the throne, but the breath of his body is no longer convergent, but like a tide, a wave of shocks.
Nothing has been done yet, the whole world has changed with it, and the vision has passed through the sky, highlighting the supreme majesty of today's undead!
There is no doubt that the Great Heaven is in the position, and it has begun to approach the heights of the Buddhas.
With him and the only god, it is only a matter of time to do this.
Or, after the reinstatement, you should step into this level.
In the face of such a power, Sheng Qian Mo, but the firefly is really weak compared to Haoyue.
And the imperial-like momentum, at the moment, seems to be just the weakness of the weak.
"The so-called fate is just the line in the hands of the strong, and you are just a puppet, being manipulated by the people of the line." Undead sneer, "You must embrace the fate, hey, what about it?"
"At this moment, the will of this seat is your destiny!"
St. Qian is silent.
Those who are not dead, such as the destiny, have long been seen in the fate of the past, Sheng Qian does not think that he said something wrong, but as he resisted so far, he is unwilling to accept the fate.
But in the end, I still can't escape.
The strong, dominate everything.
The strength of the undead sorrow is enough to revive the fate of the Holy Spirit.
However, if Sheng Qianmou is carrying a strong, is it not strong outside the dead?
Then, if you don’t die, you will become a marionette.
"But, saying so much with a dead person, what is the use?" Undead faint smile, stretched out a hand, it is a powerful force crushed down.
The seemingly simple movements, the power contained, are extremely amazing and horrible.
And the undead esteem is in front of him, he can't allow the Holy Ghost to escape, this blow must be!
Ke closed her moon and her body reacted faster than thinking.
Reasons and the like, no need.
Inexplicably, no matter what, she does not want to die here.
"Moon, do you want to resist me?" Undead sighs and sighs, and a barrier appears, which separates Ke from the moon.
Ke closed the moon but his face did not change. He was like a sword, and he concentrated all his power.
"Sword pill breaks!"
Today's Ke closed the moon, the realm has come to the extent that it is second only to Tianzun, and now it is fully exerted, and all forces are concentrated in one place.
The power is not to be underestimated.
The barrier in front of you is just an undead sacred hand.
In an instant of collision, Ke closed the month and forced him to come over.
"Moon, you are so disappointed in this seat, do you forget, who gave you everything?" The undead voice is getting cold.
Ke closed his mouth and slammed into the air. It was already an unbearable pressure for her. At this moment, the skin cracked and blood slid down.
However, Ke did not care about this, but he said: "Let him go."
"If this seat says no?" Undead is indifferent.
Ke closed his silence and held the sword in his hand.
I don’t know how to see this, but I laughed.
Are you sure you can resist this seat?

Ke did not have any words in the month of the month, but turned the sword into his own heart.
The eyes of the undead are stunned, revealing a dangerous light.
Of course he can easily stop Ke from closing the moon.
In front of him, it is impossible for Ko to be self-defeating, but it is only an appearance. What Ke wants to show is just an attitude.
After all, it is her ability to make up for it.
Undead is stronger, and it is impossible to force her to exert strength.
St. John is alive, but it will be good for him.
Undead is cold and cold, but now, you can only stay in the first place.
Waiting to make up for the shortcomings, the holy stream, but the massacre.
"How do you point the sword at yourself and what can you do if you are injured?"
It was Sheng Qianmo, and he went to the front of Ke’s closed moon and took the sword from the hands of Ke.
"You..." Ke stayed in the moon for a long time, and he saw the figure of others in Shengqian.
Is this still holy?
The monarchs of heaven and earth are just like this.
Sheng Qian silently shakes the sword, and the sword body collapses and falls under the floor.
Immediately, he turned and the emperor's bell emerged and floated above his head.
"Moon, you have always been sensible. For the first time in your life, you have recognized a man, but it is so stupid. Your eyes are really bad!" Undead Tiandeng shook his head and laughed, and a more powerful force suddenly emerged.
Since Sheng Qianmo has stopped Ke to close the moon for him, then take this self-sufficient stupidity and go to hell.
As for the mouth of the emperor.
The weapons from the lower world can be used in front of him.
If you don’t die, you must directly kill the holy thousand.
However, Sheng Qian silently stepped forward, and the bells were melodious. After that, the Emperor became more and more swollen, just like the ancient gods recovered.
A hand, such as a scorpion cover, blocks the power of the undead.
"Well?" The undead look changed.
This martial art of Sheng Qian Mo, he has seen it in the land of creation, and there is no such power.
There are some incredible changes in this kid!
Sheng Qian Mo did not stop, so he went to the undead sacred, every time he took a step, his momentum would increase several times.
When standing in front of the throne, Sheng Qian Mo, the kind of emperor's prestige, has completely overwhelmed the undead.
It is a kind of nine days and ten places, the heavens and the world, only the king of my own!
And with this momentum rising, there is also the atmosphere of the Emperor.
He is like a new life.
Something, tearing open the outer shell of the Emperor, from the face, cracking a gap, within the gap, is a void, but gradually, but can see a pair of eyes.
A pair of purple-golded scorpions, full of honor, like a king who is above the heights of all beings, looks down upon everything.
Strong as undead, in this pair of eyes, it is nothing but a mortal in the dust.
The heart of the undead sacred, the number of shots that jumped in an instant, a huge sense of horror, instantly filled the heart, only feeling the scalp numb, the meaning of ice and cold to the soul.
What is this!
What is the existence!
Undead esteem only feels awkward, and when he reacts, Sheng Qianmo has already stood before him.
St. Qian’s body is long, but it’s never mighty, but at the moment, it’s so tall, like the peak of the sky!
"You!" The face of the undead is slightly pale.
What happened in the end, in a short period of time, there has been such a change in the sky, like a completely changed person.
On the holy body, the meaning of gentleness has completely disappeared, and the light of Zijin emerges, which is the most noble color between heaven and earth.
Only the real king can only be added.
Emperor Tian held his hand and stood up. The eyes of the cracks fell in the eyes, as if they had crossed the ages and came here.
"Predecessors, borrowing you from one thing!" Sheng Qian silently said.
"What?" Undead eyes shook a little. "your head!"