Chapter 561: World War II

"Kids, whoever can come today can't keep you! I will definitely smash you a corpse, you will die very badly, let you mourn to death!" The black robe snarled and looked even more embarrassed, as if It is necessary to vent the haze that has suppressed the heart for a long time.
He instantly blasted a mountain of condensed air, suddenly crushed down, vast, suppressed, and vigorous. .
Ye Xiwen’s horror, he understands very well, so in such an advantage, he can’t let him escape. Otherwise, it’s a tiger’s return to the mountains.
However, he did not think that Ye Xiwen did not mean anything to escape. For ordinary people, the power of haze is definitely a big trouble. Even ordinary people will injure the power of too much haze. death.
But how can he be an ordinary person, with the power of Tianyuan Mirror, he can transform the power of yin into aura, and even say that no matter what strength, his original strength is also aura, just added various attributes. The change, and the Tianyuan mirror is to remove all the changes in various attributes, only to enter the body of Ye Xiwen with the purest aura.
In this case, it does not say that the black robe is as good as the old man, and the strength is soaring, but it is not suppressed as many people imagined. It is impossible to let him escape.
"Want to kill me, I really don't know how many pounds and two weights, I don't know what to do!" Ye Xiwen sneered, striding out, suddenly slamming his hands, tearing out layers of golden light, this is to completely concentrate the divine In the hands of the hands, the power of the moment is endless, extremely terrifying.
The mountain where the power of the haze was agglomerated did not fall on him. Ye Xiwen took the first step, and the terrible divine nature condensed on his hands. In an instant, the whole mountain was torn apart and turned into a haze. Force, was absorbed into the moment by Ye Xiwen.
In one breath, he absorbed so much power of yin, and Ye Xiwen’s golden face became pale in an instant. The power of the haze entered the body, almost freezing all the internal organs, meridians and skeletons of the meridians. Cold, too terrible.
However, it was only that moment. Ye Xiwen had already run Tianyuan Mirror, transforming the power of the yin into an aura, and scattered into the body of Ye Xiwen.
The regenerative technology of Tianhuang re-emerged and showed a strong repairing power. In an instant, the injury was almost repaired.
What really makes Ye Xiwen feel happy is that the sultry atmosphere here is so unimaginable that it is like gathering here for a thousand years. It has not been opened for 10,000 years, and it has not been lost. All of them are concentrated here.
Compared with the outside world, there are many times in the cultivation of holy places. For the average person, it is simply a dead land. It is necessary to constantly open the real yuan shield to resist the invasion of this haze.
But for Ye Xiwen, who is able to transform the yin of the yin, this is simply a legendary hole in the sky, as if you breathe a bit, you can have a change.
Moreover, the moment when the smoldering gas enters the body can have a great impact on his internal organs and meridians. This is a place where he can hardly fully cultivate even if he cultivates hegemonic body. The so-called external muscles and skins, Ye Xiwen has already The ribs and skins have been trained to the extent that they are extremely capable, and they can take the bombardment of the sacred objects by hand. The main direction of cultivation now has turned into the inside of the body.
At the moment of inhaling the haze, he had to run "Heavy Body" to compete, otherwise the whole person would be frozen and frozen, and it would be a great advantage for the cultivation of "Heavy Body".
Therefore, for others, it is a dead place. For him, it is a place of cultivation, but it is not the black robe that is just in line with its own attributes, and thus becomes a holy place of cultivation.
He is like a world of creation, and he will transform his extremely unfavorable environment into a hone for himself. This is a great perseverance that no one else can think of or can't.
Almost in an instant, Ye Xiwen has recovered. The operation of the rejuvenation of Tianhuang has made his body faintly heard the sound of Fengming. He has no stop, step by step, the golden figure flashes, and it instantly rushes to the black. The robe is in front of the old man.
"Hey!" Ye Xiwen punched and slammed. At this moment, he tried his best and no longer had any scruples. Anyway, he had already tore his face. It was whether you died or not.
The fist turned into a big star. When the air fell down, the boundless haze turned into a scene of ghosts and screams, and a dead city was beaten out by the students. This was the temperament of the haze.
The black robes were suddenly spewed out of the blood, and all the defensive instruments on the body were completely destroyed by Ye Xiwen in a flash, and they broke into pieces, but these defensive instruments also won the moment for him.
Taking advantage of this moment, the black robe and the old man suddenly flew back a large distance, revealing an incredible expression.
"How can you be so strong!" The black robe is unbelievable. He is unpretentious and wants to fight Ye Xiwen. He is caught off guard in this environment that is beneficial to him.
But even in such a situation, in the face of Ye Xiwen's strength, there is still no effect. He has become stronger enough. In such a very yin, he can almost feel that it is like a scorpio. The barrier to the great realm of the Holy Land is suddenly in sight, as if it is possible to cross the past at any time. He knows that he has reached the strongest strength he can achieve in the Holy Land.
However, in the face of Ye Xiwen, the warrior in the late sacred scene, it was still broken instantly. This feeling is simply funny, and it is even more unreliable than the end of the world!
But such a thing is just watching the happening!
"Is he a human!"
There was such an idea in the black robe, but he didn't have the extra time to think about it, because Ye Xiwen didn't give him extra time, and he rushed back again. The unbeatable speed broke through the sound barrier and brought out the harsh sound of the air. .
"Boom!" Ye Xiwen slammed into the black robe and the old man. The black robe was directly bombarded, and the flesh almost burst open, and the blood was sprayed out.
Just as Ye Xiwen wanted to win the battle, and further, suddenly, a long leg stepped down from the sky, as if it were a long leg of God, coming out of the world, and wherever it passed, it was boundless. Energy storm.
Everyone was stunned. The original Yan Jiajia, who was still a leisurely watching movie, finally shot. He wouldn’t watch the black robe being killed, which is not in line with his tyrannical character.
And as soon as he came up, he tried his best. His leg was against the sky. It was a flaw in him. Now he is the most powerful part of him.
The one leg suddenly reached the front of Ye Xiwen, and the cold pressure was on the body of Ye Xiwen.
Who knows, Ye Xiwen is not in a hurry, it seems that there is no confusion because of the sudden release of Gong Yanjia. In fact, he has already expected that Gong Yanjia will definitely shoot, if the black robe can kill him in an instant. Gong Yanjia will never shoot, but once the situation changes, he will not give up direct shooting, what is fair, and so on, has this kind of thing existed?
"Well, the scale of this battle has to be expanded, it!" At this time, Xiao Yuanyuan’s mouth was not flat. After Gong Yanjia joined the battle, the two sides had no room for relaxation, and there must be one party to fight completely. It is only possible to end the death. In this case, the strength of their team will definitely be greatly weakened. This is not what she wants to see.
And more people are thinking about which side to stand on. I don’t know when it started. Ye Xiwen and Gong Yanjia became the two poles of this team, and they are also the two cores of this team, but now these two The roots of the heart must be played, including Yue Rui and others are also considering who is better to help.
Although he has a tacit understanding with Gong Yanjia, but Ye Xiwen's terrible strength he saw, this time he wants to take the chest for the public Yan Jia, it is impossible.
At the beginning, this was a squad that had their own ideas. At this time, they had already fallen into a situation of falling apart.
Some people are optimistic about Ye Xiwen, and some people are optimistic about Gong Yanjia. Ye Xiwen’s strong people can see it, but no one denies the strength of Gong Yanjia. It’s already so difficult to deal with it, so let’s add a strength. Suddenly skyrocketing black robe.
One-on-one, everyone thinks that Ye Xiwen may still have a chance of winning, but one-on-two, the odds are much smaller.
"It seems that your feet are still not embarrassing? Then let me really fight it!" Ye Xiwen burst into a punch and immediately slammed into the big foot that stepped down.
"boom!"
After a terrible collision like a gold and iron symphony, it swept an unparalleled wave and twisted the entire space. This leg has already been sacred as a sacred instrument. How can it not be horrible when it is fully shot? Roll it all out.
However, Ye Xiwen can take the existence of the saint by hand. The strength of the body is beyond doubt. Even if it is only rushed, but the body is like a pine, the face is still moving in the face of terrible impact, and the legs are firmly rooted on the ground, as if The old tree is rooted, which is a manifestation of the martial arts roots to a very deep state.
The horror in Gong Yanjia’s eyes is more prosperous. Although he is very jealous of Ye Xiwen, this is the first time he has played against Ye Xiwen. However, he did not expect it to be cheap. Even his saints have to be beaten. The feeling of collapse.
When I think of it, the killing in his eyes is even worse, and the momentum is overwhelming. (to be continued
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