Chapter 1759: Actually, there are three times.

All kinds of light and shadow are intertwined, all of which are entangled in Shenwei, and come from Lin Tian in different directions. The fluctuations are really awkward, attracting a lot of people in the Imperial Theological Seminary. After all, this is the mid-term strong man. Hands-on.
"Oh!"
Xiao Tai blinked, when even the emperor's seminary flew, because Lin Tian and the night glory to the white heat stage, there is not much power, facing the black robe old man who reached the middle of the real god, very dangerous.
Lin Tian turned his head and reached out to Xiao Tai.
Xiao Taichu naturally knew that Lin Tian was letting it not go, and immediately stopped, some worried, and some doubts.
The rumbling, the various shades of light and shadow, the intertwined atmosphere, the powerful monks.
Lin Tian stepped on the two steps, leaving the shadows of the sky, one by one to avoid these killings.
"The speed is good, just, it's useless." The black robe old man's voice was indifferent, and the bang banged, the real spirit of the real was full, and the ten parties trembled and solidified everything: "The emperor ordered it, and your master's trace also When you say it together, the old man will let you die, and then send your master down to accompany you."
Lin Tian sneered: "At the beginning, the old guy just let a little thought of God just let you almost disappear, you are now stronger than the original, dare to swear to kill my master? Do not sneak into the urine to take care of yourself kind!"
When he said this, the old man in the black robe couldn’t help but look at it. His eyes flashed a faint stun. The old drunkard at that time was just a glimpse of God? !
"How about that, the old man was far from returning to the peak state, but now, the old man is stronger enough to smash his body!" The shock in his eyes dissipated, and again became cold and obviously more ice. When I was cold, I obviously thought that it was very uncomfortable to be smothered by the old drunkards. I looked at Lin Tian’s cold and cold road: "Now, hand over the Yuan Emperor, and the trace of the man." And tell the old man together!"
"Yuan Huangling is no longer on me. I don't know the trace of my master." Lin Tian sneered: "In addition, you don't need to know the traces of the Emperor and my master. This time, you will always sleep in this. local."
As he fell, a bang, this place, the void in the air instantly emerged one after another, and the first time to interweave the ultimate killing, the whole sky and the earth were shaken.
"Kill the battle?!"
"This...he carved it? He will kill it like this?! This kills, this, well... so strong..."
"When was he carved?!"
In the Emperor's College, a group of monks changed color.
Even the elders of the Emperor, the Lantianzhen, and the night gloom that confronts Lin Tian are both moving.
Because, at this time, the murderous atmosphere of the imaginary air is really too horrible.
"Qi Kun Zhen Yuan killed?! This guy is engraved in the process of confrontation with the night yin?!"
Ling Yun and others also changed color.
"boom!"
Outside the Emperor's College, the killing pattern is surging, intertwined with a horrible killing, just like a savage sword.
The black robe old man was just shrouded in endless killing, and even if it was a trembling, he naturally felt the terrible threat of these killings, and there was a sharp threat in the blink of an eye: "You..."
Lin Tian's look is indifferent, the mind is moving, the killing pattern is surging, and the killing of the light directly goes to the old man in the black robe.
As Lingyun and others have speculated, this Qiankun Zhenyuan squad is indeed carved in the process of playing against the night gloom, not even a corner, and the time that can be supported is very limited, but this However, it is also a threat to the mid-level of the true god. After all, he can be engraved with the mid-level revision of the immortal king.
Originally, he secretly engraved these killing patterns, which was used for the final killing of the night owl. I never thought that this black robe old man rushed here at this time, and the other party has already surpassed the peak to reach the middle of the true god, with his present In its own state, it is absolutely impossible to be the opponent of the mid-level power of the true god. Therefore, it directly propped up the secretly engraved, which was originally used to kill the night haze, and instantly smashed the black robe with the raging killing pattern. Shrouded.
"Hey!"
"Hey!"
"Hey!"
Qiankun Zhenyuan killed the squadron at the level of the king of the gods. At this time, the intensive killing of the light was like escaping from the eternal unknown. The first time, a tiny black hole was surging, and together with the intensive killing, the old man in the black robe Falling down.
The old man in black robe no longer had the indifference before, and immediately became angry. After a roar, he propped up a powerful supernatural power, and greeted the glory that came from all directions.
However, this is the killing of the gods, even if Lin Tian is engraved in the process of the night gloom, even a corner is not, but the power is terrible, and immediately shattered him. A sect of the gods.
"puff!"
"puff!"
"puff!"
In a blink of an eye, the old man in the black robe runs through, and the whole body of the real is blown up at the first time.
"This……"
"Good... so terrible!"
In the Emperor's College, a group of disciples were heartbroken. / A strong middle-class powerhouse, in such a blink of an eye, is smashed by the killing of these killings.
"boom!"
God can be surging, and the old man in the black robe is immortal. Under a roar, in a twinkling of an eye, the body is re-condensed.
"Damn!"
At this time, staring at Lin Tian, ​​he was very angry.
"In the rush to mark down in the war, it has a total of two opportunities to kill and kill, the next time, I will end you!"
Lin Tian's expression is indifferent.
As his words fell, the surrounding wave of vibrating, the second wave of smashing light, the ruthlessness of the black robe old man, even if the black robe propped up the Shinto law is useless, once again directly hit Into the blood fog.
At the same time, all around, on the void, a 缕缕乾 杀 杀 杀 变得 变得 变得 变得 变得 杀 杀 杀 杀 杀 杀 杀 杀 杀 杀 杀
"boom!"
In the blood mist, the can rush, the old man in the black robe is not dead, the soul still exists, but there are many cracks.
He looked at Lin Tian, ​​and his anger was stronger.
The sultry gods are intertwined, and his spirits are shining, slowly reuniting the flesh.
"This……"
"That kills, his killer is gone, this time..."
In the Emperor's College, many people looked at Lin Tian, ​​and they couldn't help but frown. Then they couldn't support the killing and killing twice. Now, what can Lin Tian take to block the old man?
The old man in the black robe reunited with the flesh, and stepped forward toward Lin Tian. The eyes were extremely cruel and killing. He reached the middle of the true god, but was so severely wounded by Lin Tian, ​​in the presence of a lot of people, it was Very shameful.
"The ants are always ants, and the chances of two attacks have been used up. Now, the old man can see how you can struggle!"
He is cold and cold.
At this moment, only Lin Tian was in his eyes, only thinking about killing Lin Tian with the most cruel means between heaven and earth.
Looking at this person coming, Lin Tianzuo could not help but provoke.
"I said that there are only two chances to attack and kill. Do you really think it is only two times?" He sneered: "Actually, it has three chances of attacking and killing. However, this last time, I want to leave more time to brew and let it Become the strongest. Now, send you on the road."
As he fell, the void, the already faint disappearing of the Qiankun killing pattern emerged again, and has been merged together, instantly turned into a killing holy sword, full of ten feet long, emitted Killing Wei did not know how many times stronger than before. A gentle move would shatter everything around him and kneel down to the black robe.
(End of this chapter)