Chapter 732: Freehand

Two top-grade soldiers, two middle-class soldiers, like four-wheeled sacred yang, the first one appeared to spread the vast Tao, so that this space is shaking, from four different angles toward the stone protoss The Son pressed down. Bayi Chinese W ≤ W < W. 81ZW. COM
The stone saint immediately changed color: "You..."
"Let's try it and see if you can kill me."
Lin Tian is indifferent.
With a bang, the four soldiers are all in harmony, the power is stronger, and the void is crushed, just like the four sources of destruction.
"This……"
"He... how amazing his power is!"
"Unimaginable!"
All monks are shocked.
The stone gods and sons of the sacred sons, the birth of a stone plate, is also a great radiance, the power is extremely strong.
"Top grade soldiers!"
"It is said that the stone gods, the holy light family and the angel family, these three big families, there are three top-grade soldiers in the family, and the stone protoss gave one of them to the sanctuary of this vein?"
"Yes, there is only one Shangpin Taoist, it is still not enough!"
Someone whispered.
Lin Tian looked at the stone plate of the stone saint, and his expression was dull. There was nothing to say, and the four sects of the road were pressed together. Then, with a huge roar, the top-grade soldiers of the Stone Gods were directly collapsed.
"The two sides have similar strengths. One way the Taoist soldiers want to fight against the four Taoist soldiers, how can they do it?"
There is a monk whisper.
God's stove, three forks, bronze seals, blood knives, four squadrons screamed and slammed, pressed from all directions, constantly smashing the stone sacred sacred sects, causing the stone protoss to keep retreating, their faces become somewhat Micro white.
Lin Tian stepped up: "You are not very overbearing, are you not going to kill me, why are you back now?"
The face of the stone saint became extremely iron blue, and a whistling whistle, the whole body of the gods rolled like a wave.
"Kill you!"
He yelled and sacrificed a stronger stone gods, and a large piece of killing light was intertwined in this space, pressing against Lin Tian.
The four squadrons violently swayed and seemed to be smashed out, making some monks stunned. The sacred sacred son of the stone gods is really terrible. It is worthy of being the top genius of the stone sects for thousands of years, and can actually incite four squads. .
"kill!"
The stone gods and sons of the sacred sons, black dance, with a kind of demon magic, once again propped up a huge magic mountain.
This space is twisted by an inch, and collapses under the magic mountain.
In this regard, Lin Tian's expression did not change a bit.
The stone protoss is very powerful, but can it really block the four soldiers that he propped up? His expression was indifferent, and the sun's heart was running. The four squadrons once again shed light and directly crushed the magical powers of the stone gods.
"boom!"
The bronze medal of the Zhongpin Daobing broke through the sky, and under the cover of the other three Taoist soldiers, it slammed into the young supreme body of the stone protoss, letting it fly out a dozen feet away, the nose and mouth were bleeding, and the body was almost directly Was broken.
"how is it?"
Lin Tian looked indifferent and carried four squads and pressed again.
The head of the stone gods is messy, and it has been dispelled. It seems even more embarrassing. At this moment, listening to Lin Tian’s two words, the fierce light of the monks suddenly burst into his eyes: "蝼 蝼, don’t be proud! The king will definitely kill "You are dead!" He snorted and the stone gods renewed.
Lin Tian sneered, and the four sects of the dynasty had even more amazing light.
"puff!"
The stone protoss was once again hit, and one arm was almost smashed and vomited.
"This……"
"The four sects of the Taoist troops are out, and the average person can stop it."
"That's right."
Many monks are shaking their heads.
The five-legged crocodile crouched on the top of Lin Tian’s head, and stretched out his claws and pointed at the stone saint. He shouted: "Boy, go! Don't give the enemy a chance to breathe, ask him to be sick and kill him!"
Many monks: "..."
Lin Tian stepped, the sword in his hand was shocked, and Ling Tianjian ran across the road.
He stepped up and indifferently forced the stone gods to the Son, and the four sects of the road were pressed together.
"boom!"
"boom!"
Just then, two Daowei rushed and two figures were killed.
The Witch Son is holding the Witch King, and the top of the Sacred Son is suspended with a purple bone knife, all of which are Chinese soldiers.
"It’s really inferior to fight with four sects of soldiers. Stone brother, I will help you."
The test of the Wuzu Shengzi yin.
The killing in the eyes of the Sacred Son is unobtrusive: "kill him!"
"boom!"
The strength of the two is naturally not weak. At this moment, the time is good, and the time has once again caused a storm in this space.
Many monks were shocked. Is this going to be a war? !
Some monks looked at Lin Tian and said: "This...the three squadrons are four soldiers, three to one, so that the man is in an absolutely unfavorable position."
"Mom, these two little kings."
The five-line crocodile is big.
The stone protoss of the gods stood up again, the blood in the mouth, the head draped, and the eyes looked even more fierce. He stared at Lin Tian, ​​the stone plate of the Shenhui exhibition, directly pressed toward Lin Tian, ​​suddenly distorted large pieces of void.
"Humph!"
The bones of the sacred son sneered, the purple bone knife stunned, swaying all over the purple to kill the light.
The sorcerer's son is yin and laughs, and the sorcerer's sorrows turn to the strange light. It is like a treasure from the hell. It is terrible.
"boom!"
The three strongest, three treasures, this kind of gods together, can be described as horrible.
The wind was arrogant, and Lin Tian’s black in front of him was blown up. The blind man looked very indifferent. He did not look at the stone saint, but instead looked at the bone saint and the witch saint.
"killed you!"
His cold road.
"Hey!"
"Hey!"
"Hey!"
As his words fell, the harsh soldiers continued to ring. On his side, there were copper spears, and there were knives hanging out. There were big prints, and there were long squats, and a hundred treasures appeared. There is a strong ray of light.
For a time, the surrounding space was distorted, and the wind swelled like a wave.
"this is?!"
"All... are fairy, full, one hundred!"
"This...he...he can control so many fairy devices at the same time?! How is it possible?!"
Many monks were shocked.
Even though the stone gods and sons, the bone saints and the witches are also discolored, they have been shaken by this scene.
Lin Tian’s eyes were indifferent, and the four squadrons’ brilliance was dazzled. More than a hundred sects were screaming and screaming.
"you……"
The eyes of the Sacred Son are shocked.
Lin Tian stared at the man, without hesitation, directly crossed the past and temporarily abandoned the stone protoss.
This man first robbed him of the blood to kill him, and several times he pulled the war to him, and he was very uncomfortable.
"Hey!"
"Hey!"
"Hey!"
He suppressed the bone knife of the bone saint with a bronze seal, and more than 30 pieces of fairy gongs sang and pressed him to each other.
For a time, the fierce killing atmosphere was intertwined with him, shrouded the bones of the Son.
The face of the Sacred Son changed greatly, and he screamed with anger. He called out the bones of the bones and became a core skill of the bones.
Lin Tian's expression is indifferent, the performance of the gods is a show, the wild mountains, the big bells of the gods, the clover sea, the Dao Ren Tian Zun enlightenment, the cracks, etc., more than a dozen kinds of heavenly actresses are all out, ruthlessly The bones of the Son are pressed.
"puff!"
With so many statues of the gods, the bones of the Sons were hit on the spot.
At the same time, more than 30 pieces of celestial devices were suppressed. Although the bones of the sages were fully contending, they were not completely blocked. They were pierced by a spear and the red blood sprinkled through the sky.
"kill!"
The stone gods are full of black fluttering, and the scorpion is full of fierce and cold, like a beast, pressed to Lin Tian.
However, for a moment, Lin Tian used the control of the troops to spur the gods and the three forks, and to contain them.
At the same time, the blood knife shines, and other fairy devices meet the Wuzi Son, and continue to kill each other.
"Damn!"
The Witch's Son is sinister and suffocating.
For the time being, regardless of these two people, Lin Tian’s eyes were cold and he was once again pressed against the bones of the bones.
"Hey!"
More than 30 celestial tremors trembled, screamed and formed into a military squad, completely shrouded the space of the Quartet and roared down.
The face of the Sacred Son became very ugly, and he tried his best to fight against Lin Tian.
With a bang, the bones of the bones reappeared, and the sky was full of bones, shattering the void, crushing the earth and rushing to Lin Tian.
Lin Tian's exhibition of heavenly performances evokes more of the gods of the heavenly performance. Immediately, the mind moves, and the two four-image roads emerge, intertwined with a piece of magic. He pressed one of the four-image maps to the Sacred Son, and cooperated with more than 30 celestial ceremonies and dozens of days to perform the sacred attack, so that the one-four-four-way map is a purple bone knife pressing against the bones. In conjunction with the bronze seal that was taken from the young ant of the ant, it was not allowed to be printed on the purple bone knife, and it suddenly violently trembled.
The bone saint immediately changed color, and roared: "Do you dare to take my knife?!" At the moment, he fully urged the bones of the bones and ditched the purple bone knife. This is the bone sacrifice of one of their ancestors. Refining, how can Lin Tian take it away! However, he has just been running his mind. More than 30 sects and dozens of days of acting are pressed, interfering with his swaying purple bone knife, and a heavy four-image map flies over and annihilates him. Most of the magical powers.
Lin Tian pressed the purple bone knife with a bronze seal, and then cooperated with a heavy four-image seal printed on it. The control of the military was running wildly, with a low drink, a great radiance, and the spirit of the bones of the saints. Wipe it off, then lay down his own mark on the gods, and call it to his shoulder, the idea is moving, the purple knife spurs the ten.
"This……"
"Take ... to win the middle school soldiers of the bones of the Son?!"
"Good!"
Many monks have jumped together.
In the distance, the bones of the bones succumbed to blood, and his face suddenly became extremely embarrassing. His purple bone knife was taken away by Lin Tian, ​​and he lost control of it!
"give me back!"
He was screaming and screaming directly to the bones of the Arcane Arcane. For a time, this gloomy underground space, densely smashed bones came together, biochemically produced a ten-foot-high white bone giant.
In the distance, there are old-aged monks who have a heart-to-heart jump: "The bones of the mysterious gods, the bones of the devil!"