Chapter 1600: Half step

The human skin drums are all over the ghost lines, and there are dead air intertwined and lingering.
Lin Tian looked at the drum and was very familiar with the drum sound. It was the kind of drum sound that almost made them lose their self, and combined with the so-called "from the king's drums". Breaking away, he instantly knows that this drum is the swaying drum in the mouth of Fuya, a super heavy weapon.
At the same time, Anshui and the five elements of the crocodile also guessed that this human skin drum is a bulging drum, all of which are slightly tremble.
"Hey!"
Fuyao drums intertwined with a yin and dead air, and surrounded the ruin of the head of Fuya.
"The world is a soul, divided into three souls and seven souls, the three souls are divided into light, cool and quiet, also known as the soul of the heavens, the soul of the earth, the soul of the soul. Seven 魄 魄 、, Fu ya, 雀 阴, 吞 thi, 残, hatred and extreme desire, corresponding to joy, anger, sorrow, fear, love, evil, desire." Fuya Wang Xunzi is extremely deep and indifferent: "The king is the sacred, the master is angry, the anger can lose self. If you destroy people and destroy things, you will be buried under "angry"."
As the words fell, the top of the head, the swaying drums vibrated, and the sound of the drums screamed and swayed.
The drum sound is invisible and lingers in this space.
Lin Tian immediately trembled, the soul of the first time gave birth to a severe pain, in an instant there was a suffocating out of his heart, the uncontrollable rush of killing, the suffocation of the heart made him want to put everything this time They are all destroyed, and as this kind of suffocating grows stronger, his spirit class is more painful and tearing.
He felt these things, clenched his teeth and tried his best to resist it. However, there was no effect at all. When the drum sounds were pervasive, nothing was infiltrated, the more he resisted, the more heavier the heart became. The power of God began to become chaotic, and the eyes became red, and the pain of the soul was even more intense.
"All spirits are awkward, all angry, indulged in anger, releasing the original wrath, burying things, and burying themselves."
Fuya Wang is cold and indifferent.
As its voice fell, the top of its head, the swaying drums vibrate, and it was a sinister drumming.
Lin Tian immediately felt more uncomfortable, his pupils were more red, the soul was more painful, and the murderous gas rushed out.
"Dead!"
The same is true for Anshui, Xiaotaichu and Wuxing crocodile. The five-way crocodile even spreads out, and the demon body has risen to several tens of feet. The pupil is covered with bloodshot eyes, waving the claws directly toward the side. The clothes went away.
Its demon body is huge, the claws of the animal are like the blade of the soul of burning, and in the blink of an eye, it is waving to the front of the undressed.
No clothes to raise your hand, will be blocked by the claws of the five-legged crocodile who almost lost his self-will because of the drums.
Her expression was always quiet, quietly watching the King of Vaughan at the center of Hell's Blood Pool.
The light of the king of Fuya fell on the undressed body, apathy.
"You are not weak, you will not easily indulge in endless anger, and this king will see how long you can support."
He looked at the clothesless.
When the words fall, the top of the head of the volley drum is a drum sound, with a chilly chill, with a breath of death.
Lin Tian and others are violently trembled, the will is more chaotic, and the strong as Lin Tian will almost lose himself.
The five-line crocodile scorpion, the blood of the pupil is red, and the giant claws are mad with no clothes.
Because of the influence of the drums and drums, its power at this moment is very huge, the claws of the beast are endless, and the body without clothes is like a dusty dust compared to its claws. However, its claws are undressed. Stop, but no matter how violent and crazy, can not shake the clothes without a trace.
Undressed quietly looking at the King of the Blood Pool at the center of the Hell Blood Pool, a circle of faint glory to her most central.
The gods are gentle, like water, and they sing hundreds of feet in an instant.
Lin Tian, ​​An Shui Shui, Wuxing crocodile and Xiao Taichu, the red eyes returned to normal for the first time, the violent killings disappeared, the pain of the soul was no longer, and the whole returned to normal.
"I am..." The five-way crocodile saw that he was actually shooting without clothes, suddenly shocked, and quickly recovered the claws of the animal, and then narrowed the demon, and looked at the angry girl, "The dog's day!"
It is very angry because it is extremely angry to lose self-will and to kill one's own friends because of the drums.
Lin Tianshen took a deep breath. At this time, his face was full of sorrow: "This is the ability of the ten main halls outside the imperial hall of to control, interfere and destroy the three souls and seven scorpions?"
Just after the drum sounds, there is no way to resist it. He gave birth to a feeling that it is not a simple magic and a Shinto. It is a more powerful force, and there is almost no means to resist it.
And when she gave birth to such a feeling, she couldn't help but look at the undressed clothes. Once again, she was shocked by the power of no clothes. In the face of that strange power, no clothes seemed to be unaffected at all, and they were easily freed from them.
In the center of Hell's Blood Pool, the King of the Inferno was determined to look at the undressed, and the scorpion had a glimmer of light at this time.
"You can stop it!"
His face became very gloomy.
No clothes looked at Fuyawang, raised his hand again, across the void, the distant opposite of the Vyawang.
"Hey!"
The emptiness of the emptiness, a soft light blade once again gave birth, turned into a light rain, and rolled toward the king of Fuya.
These light blades seem to be very soft, which makes people feel a little bit horrible. However, at this time, Fuyawang did not ignore them, and directly slashed large blood blades to face these dense light edges. go with.
Of course, he didn't care about anything in his eyes.
"The endless years of survival, seeing the ups and downs of the heavens, although the king of the war suffered an unimaginable heavy blow, and now he is not at the peak, but he also has the half-step power of the Emperor, just because of you, I really think that This king fight?"
He is cold.
With a bang, the blood of the body is boiling, and there is a profound death.
When this breath came out, Lin Tian and others were shocked.
Moreover, the other party's words are even more shocking to the people.
"Now, it’s comparable to a half-step god, and it’s been hit hard, and it’s not at the peak of the past?

"So, he was...is in the royal kingdom?!"
Anshui and the five-way crocodile trembled.
Lin Tian is also shocked by nature. Listening to the words of this king, the other party is undoubtedly in the royal kingdom.
This is the of the ancients!
"boom!"
The breath is turbulent, and the blood, yin and dead air roll at the same time. The pupil of Fuyawang becomes more blood red.
In an instant, the half-step god-level can be undoubtedly shocked. The entire Fuya Temple in this place has been shaken for it, and the Great Yin Temple has also been shaken together, as if there was a great earthquake here. It collapsed.
Its eyes, blood red is like learning, there is a strange force intertwined, just like a symbol of death.
"Wang's ruling!"
He is cold.
As the words fall, the blood in the body is surging, accompanied by the swaying of the swaying drum, a huge blood sword condenses from the top of the head, and there is a long foot, like the ancient sword of the world, the sword body Out, it seems that the big world will collapse.
Facing this sword, Lin Tian and others trembled together.
The blood swords around this rule have not really fallen, they are giving birth to a feeling of dying.
Obviously, this is a devastating supernatural power.
The light blade of the undressed clothing was smashed by the sword for the first time, and the sword's suffocating gas swallowed everything.
"Be arrogant in front of the king, you are not qualified enough." Fuya Wang's voice is cold, swords are straight to the undressed, wherever he goes, the space is directly turned into a turbidity: "Death."
For him, the quietness and calm that no clothing has always maintained in the face of him is a kind of arrogance, and it is a disrespect for the Lord of Hell.
The blood sword is falling down, and the speed is very slow. But when it passes, everything is gone, it is the real sword of destruction.
Looking at this sword down, no clothes are still very quiet, the raised right hand is put down, and then lifted again.
In the delicate palm of his hand, a sigh of sorrow overflows, just as the blood sword is pressed, and the sacred slamming smashes the horrible blood sword.
Lin Tian and others were shocked by Qi Qi. The sturdy blood sword was the result of the fact that Fuya Wang was driven by the strength of the half-step Shenhuang. It was a truly devastating sword. Destroyed, but now, it is so easy to be shattered without clothes.
"This……"
A few people are shocked.
At the same time, the center of the Hell Blood Pool, Fuya Wang is also moving.
Just a moment ago, no clothes revealed a hint of divine power. Although it was very weak, it was still sensed by him.
"Half-step Emperor!" He did not think that this seemingly delicate and quiet human woman in front of him would have a half-step spiritual refinement, exactly the same as his present level. What really makes him move is another point: "This king was at the peak of the Emperor's dynasty. Now the battle at the same level is enough to crush it, even in the face of an ordinary early emperor. Kill, but now, how can you..."
Because of the serious injury, the temporary decline from a high level to a low-level strong, in this low level of temporary weakness, under normal circumstances, when it is enough to be king, even crushing is slightly stronger than this low level. people. After all, although the strength has temporarily declined, it has been in a very high upper level. Combat experience, soul energy and physical strength are much stronger than other monks in this low level that are temporarily weakened.
However, nowadays, he has declined from the peak of the Emperor to the half-step Emperor because of the heavy damage. In these circumstances, he has repeatedly applied several different powerful means, even the most powerful supernatural "King ruling" has been exerted, but They were all easily defeated by a half-step of the same level with him today, and this made him feel ashamed.
This is not normal at all.
Or say, this is a bit exaggerated.
At this time, when he was so moved, Lin Tian, ​​An Shui Shui, the five-way crocodile and Xiao Taichu were shocked.
"Half and a half... half a step of the Emperor?!"
The five-line crocodile mouth could not help but succeed.
Next to it, Lin Tian looked at the undressed, blinking eyes.
Before, he had guessed that no clothes might have reached the realm of the king of God, but he did not want to be stronger than he expected, and he was already in the height of half a step. We must know that although the half-step gods belong to the big field of the kingdom of gods, the difference in combat power is very huge, just like the difference between heaven and earth.