Chapter 1739: Fist

Lin Tian naturally heard these words of purple and empty, and could not help but become more icy.
There is such a father in the world!
"boom!"
The power of his body is more intense, and the heavenly soul, the funeral dragon and the chaotic emperor are once again displayed together.
Once again, his fist fell steadily on the forbidden enchantment outside the altar.
A slamming sound came out, and with this punch, the ban on the ban was directly smashed by him.
Immediately, he pulled the purple elf and rushed straight toward the altar in front.
At this time, a bang, on the altar on the sky, the seven ancestors of the goblin pressed down, Shenwei intertwined outside, left hand to explore, with the gods and big handprints toward Lin Tian ruthlessly fell, with a cold murder. At the same time, his other hand grabbed the purple elf: "Since the blood of the goblin has awakened, it will contribute to the return of the ancestors."
His voice is indifferent, without any mood swings, and the two light-pressed gods that are pressed are surging and the atmosphere is extremely strong.
"Get out!"
Lin Tian took the purple elf to the altar, but he also kept paying attention to the ten people on the altar. At this time, he saw this person pressing, and directly, a simple punch to the other side.
This punch looks very simple, but it is many times more horrible than the two punches that he just slammed the enchantment outside the altar. It instantly shattered the emptiness of the ten squares, and the pure physical strength was shocking.
Two sounds, the two big handprints of the seven ancestors of the fairy were directly shattered. Immediately, Lin Tian’s boxing power did not decrease, and it fell on the body of the person in the next moment.
"puff!"
The blood splashed, and the man exploded in the first place.
Suddenly, the other eight old men on the altar were discolored, even though the purple sky in the middle of the real was also microscopic.
They saw that Lin Tian’s cultivation was only in the middle of the immortal king. However, it was on this line of repairing, but it was a boxing shattered a true god!
What a sultry body is this? Even though it is the king of the twelve kings, it is far from so terrible!
Lin Tian did not care about the seven ancestors of the smashed goblin, while guarding the nine other priests who presided over the ceremonies on the altar, while pulling the purple elves to continue to rush toward the altar.
"boom!"
The gods were mighty, and the smashed goblin seven ancestors condensed their bodies at this time. Their eyes were shocked, their faces were hard to see, and they pressed toward Lintian at a faster speed.
"Junior!"
He is full of eyes and kills, and he is a true and powerful man. Now he is actually crushed by a young man of the immortal king. This is really a great shame.
The next moment, with a bang, he stopped in front of Lin Tian with a special body and directly presented an amazing magic.
Lin Tian took the purple elf, and the trend of rushing forward did not decrease. A figure rushed directly from behind, just like the holy figure of the open sky, and like the ruined disc, intertwined with sacredness, majesty and vastness, directly Roll it to each other.
In this blow, he directly presented the reincarnation map.
Because the other party is a true god, with his cultivation in the middle of the immortal king, reincarnation and continuous cultivation of two robbing powers, he is now able to fear the strongest in the early days of the true God, but the true God is the true God after all, he wants It is naturally impossible to do it with the master of the immortal level to repel the true who exerts powerful magic.
"laugh!"
With a soft bang, the magical skills of the seven ancestors of the fairy tales collided with the reincarnation, and they were shattered by the first time.
Immediately, the reincarnation of the reincarnation was slamming on it.
"puff!"
The blood splashed, and again, the body of the man was broken, and only the body of the was preserved, and he was shocked and angry.
He is a true god, and now he has sacrificed the magical powers, but he is still crushed by the celestial king Lin Tian.
Lin Tian’s gaze was ruthless, and the purple elf rushed past, and at the same time, he slammed and fell on the soul of this person.
With a bang, this man is flying in the spirit, and there are dozens of cracks in his life, almost broken directly.
"How can this be?!"
The other eight old men who presided over the ceremonies on the altar were eclipsed, and the seven ancestors of the fairy tales of the supernatural powers were sacrificed. The true level was repaired, and they were still crushed by the smashing, and were crushed by a monk-level monk!
Even though the purple-empty sky in the middle of the true level is another condensate of the scorpion, his eyes are not instantaneously falling on Lin Tian.
Lin Tian didn't care about the seven ancestors of the goblin. With his current combat power, he could do it even if he killed the other side. However, he had to do his best and it took a long time.
But now, he obviously does not have that time. Now, he wants to save the purple moon from the altar. The life of the purple moon is constantly flowing into the altar of the sky.
Obviously, the time has dragged on for a long time, and the purple moon will completely disappear and die.
"Hey!"
He was very fast, pulling the purple elf, and when he was squinting, he really came to the edge of the round altar.
"Hey!"
When I came here, there was a emptiness in the air, and another party banned the enchantment and gave birth to blood red, which was very powerful.
In his eyes, he intertwined with the light, and the soul of the heavens moved to the extreme. With these forces, he condensed his strength and punched toward the blood-red enchantment, and fell straight on the blood-red enchantment.
With a bang, the blood red enchantment immediately shook and twisted, and his body was shaken by the shock.
Obviously, the blood red enchantment in this place is many times stronger than the enchantment he had previously crushed at the periphery.
"Damn thing!"
The sound of Sen’s anger sounded, and the seven ancestors of the fairy sorrowed out of the flesh and killed again. The sacred atmosphere of the gods was like a waterfall.
Lin Tian turned his head and looked at this person. The scorpion was extremely cold.
The sorcerer's seven ancestors did not come from a tremor, greeted with these cold eyes, only feeling that their throat was like a pair of magic hands to stunned, it seems that the next moment was killed.
It was also at this time, above the altar, purple and empty, and dazzling appeared at the edge of the altar, in front of Lin Tian and the purple elf: "Seven ancestors, you go back to host the ceremonies with other ancestors, they, pay Give it to me."
His voice was indifferent. When he said this, his eyes fell on Lin Tian and the Purple Elf.
The seven ancestors of the goblin swept the face of Lin Tian with a cold face, and immediately vacated, returned to the altar, and immediately hosted the ceremonies with the other eight old men. These ceremonies must be hosted by at least nine true gods.
Lin Tian’s gaze fell on Zi Huaikong, and the cold mans in the scorpion became thicker.
"Little purple, back."
He let go of the hand holding the purple elf and took a step forward.
"boom!"
The golden light broke through the sky, and a powerful and powerful Xianwei rushed, accompanied by the golden pure sun inflammation, shattered the ten squares, burned ten parties, and swept a fierce and hot sect.
(End of this chapter)