: 1445. Lei Jing devil, giant sword speeding
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History’s Strongest Senior Brother
- August Eagle
- 1305 characters
- 2021-01-31 11:56:38
Dark red giant sword, smashing the void, through the heavy time and space.
After flying for a while, suddenly a meal stopped in a certain field.
There, there is a glimpse of the gloom in the darkness, as if the lunar eclipse is over, and the yin reappears.
On the moon, the sultry Lingyin’s figure appeared, and some unexpectedly looked at the dark red sword in front of him.
Jianguang suddenly disappeared, showing the appearance of the huge flying boat.
"It's not a wind and a boat." Ling Qing looked up and down: "There is something like the boat of the Tianhe Jingu Temple before the big break, but there are differences, there are other improvements."
As she thought about it, she boarded the huge ship.
As soon as he got on the boat, the dark red sword light reappeared, covering the entire Shenzhou, and then re-converted it into a dark red sword, smashing time and space, and disappearing instantly.
Yan Zhaoge is on the boat, sitting cross-legged and beheading for the ceremony: "The moon is too sturdy and hard."
"This is your same door? The reincarnation of the reincarnation of the soil of the earth?" Ling Qing looked at Yan Zhaoge's palms in the middle of the suspension of the light in the air, watching the figure in the light group.
"Yes, I will ask for more photos on the moon and the moon." Yan Zhao said.
A deep, heavy and fierce threat has spread from it.
Leaving the Dan Dian, gradually unable to continue to stop the resurrection of the reincarnation of the earth, he is about to begin to officially embark on the road of rebirth.
"I will try my best." Ling Qing nodded lightly.
Yan Zhaoge took out the jade plate given by the Antarctic Changsheng Emperor and raised his hand upwards.
The dark red giant sword kept moving in time and space without stopping.
On the jade plate, there is a lot of thunder, and the thunder is not scattered, as if it is a mirror, hidden inside the Jianguang.
Yan Zhaoge finally got up at this time, holding the light group down the cabin.
The high-definition whirlpool is still standing on the deck, and Feng Yunyan, Yan Di, and Long Xue are three people accompanying her. Others are going to the cabin with Yan Zhao.
There is a quiet room in the cabin, there is nothing in the quiet room, only a pool.
Yan Zhaoge carefully moved his hands to become more and more turbulent, and the increasingly unstable light group sank into the bottom of the pool.
The clear water in the pool rises and the water surface drops quickly. It seems to be sucked by the yellow light.
But soon, a sapling sprouted and then thrived quickly and turned into a straight trunk, lush foliage.
Bishu was rooted at the bottom of the pool, and the pool gradually dried up, but the light group disappeared.
Only at the root of the tree, the radiance of the yellowish color is faintly visible.
Yanzhao songs continue to write a variety of sacred cursive prints, turned into a matrix of characters, enveloped around the new birch tree, helping the three scorpions, to deal with the resurrection of the demon and the other demon.
"The sun on the sun seems to be unable to open the body." Yan Zhaoge arranged as the department, while casually said.
Ling Qing’s eyes were unsatisfactory, and he calmly replied: "He only said that he was innocent and did not know what he was busy with."
Yan Zhao song nodded, sitting cross-legged, looking at the trunk of the eye: "The devil in the nine secluded, should come to support the demon to worship the earth."
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In the void at the moment, the demons are really ready to move.
This time, in order to smash the magic of the water and the demon of the soil, many of the top big devils together with nine secluded, magic flames.
However, before the joint attack by the Daomen, Buddhism, and the Yaozu, Rao was the great demon of the nine secluded, like the cloud, and could not stand it.
After the devil of the drowning is re-entered, the most determined strongmen are no longer aggressive, and the nine quiets are easier.
However, other forces have beaten the dog, which still brings tremendous pressure.
The top demon esteem, you need to be careful when you shoot, if you are not careful, you may fall into the encirclement.
In contrast, Daomen Da Luo Tianxian is a lot easier, and firmly guards the big devil at the same level. At this moment, it is the stage of the reborn of the reincarnation of the soil, making it difficult for them to act rashly.
However, other devils, feeling the signs of the resurrection of the demon of the soil, immediately swarmed.
The big devil who was not stared at the block and could move freely, began to act.
In the endless void of the outside world, on the bank of the stars, an old man stands silently and looks far away.
At his feet, a long figure shines on the stars behind him.
However, this figure falls in the empty void, without any physical bearing, but still exists.
In the shadow of "moving?", a sudden sound.
The old man daggers: "Yes, on the move, for people under the big Luo, the speed is very fast."
"There is no such thing as a thousand scales. There is no such thing as a weird instrument. I don’t intend to expose the hall of the heavenly shrine. So they simply give up the land and want to compete with my generation in the moment of moving." sound.
"We can't get rid of our opponents, there is no way to catch them." The old man smiled slightly: "Let the people below go, if not fast enough, it is really difficult to pursue, can only try to contain."
"The famous Dao Tian Tian Suo Ming, who is the new Daomen, is too restrained, or you can think of a way."
After listening to the old man’s words, the shadow was slightly silent, and then said:
There are no things that are in the way. Can you solve them and help the soil?
"No, I have tried it before." The old man shook his head: "It should be the handwriting of Antarctica. He left and left, no longer entangled with us, but guarded his younger generation."
Now that Jiuyou faces the three opposing heads, there is a feeling of binding the hands and feet.
They can't afford to lose their opponents. Instead, the Antarctic Eternal Emperor on the other side of the enemy is relatively free and can pull out, and the practice is to prevent the erosion of the original demons.
"Oh, come again." The old man looked into the distance.
There, the dark starry sky suddenly became bright.
There are many powerful atmospheres to gather here.
The Buddha sings the sacred sounds and the big snarls are intertwined, while they are jealous of each other, but they also put the main energy on the old man and the shadow here.
The shadow gradually faded and disappeared. The old man's body shape flew backwards, flew into the stars, and disappeared into the star fire.
However, the horror of the horror of the smashing universe is becoming more and more flamboyant, and it is not called the enemy to be beautiful.
The two sides broke out again.
On the other hand, the Shenzhou, such as Yan Zhaoge and others, turned into a dark red giant sword, smashed into empty space, and constantly traversed between different universes, for a while.
In the Jianguang, in the Shenzhou, the high-definition swirling at the helm looked up, and saw the mirror of the thunder light at the top of the head. At this moment, the mirror light kept flashing.
It seems that there are one after another invisible Thunder volley.
No warning, no reason, no trace.
But between the thunder and the explosion, the boat seemed to be a sneaky sneaky scorpion. It was not really born, and it was smashed by invisible thunder.