Chapter 1453: : Angel Blood (seven bursts)

"This big guy, a strong blood force"
The bright Son of the Son was slightly stunned, and was violently repulsed by the madness of Mu, and there was a shock in his eyes. Free-fee-first-fat→[chasing][book][help]
The practice of his practice is the immortal method passed down from the upper bound, and the entire sacrament, few people can practice.
The explosive power of his power is stronger than the general Guangming Emperor, not to mention the fact that he is in the midst of an attack.
Mu Mu is only an emperor, Yuan Li is still a realm of Tianzhu, and the explosive power is not weaker than him.
If he is allowed to cultivate Yuan Li as a emperor, then it is still worth it. Since it is an enemy, it must be killed!
The brightest son of the bright sun shines in the cold.
"Unfortunately, it is only the practice of three drops of dragon-like blood. If the nine blood enters the dragon, it can truly erupt the power of the Taikoo beast in this realm."
Mu madness is also a slight sigh, but the war is soaring and roaring.
"Come back!"
Mu mad baizhang body squatting qi and blood energy, a scream, double fists waving, a qi and blood fist smashed to the bright son.
Mu mad martial arts, but also practiced into the realm of Tong Xuan, boxing roar, qi and blood power condensed into a respected gold than Meng Meng's virtual shadow smashed to the bright son.
This is the boxing method he practiced in the temple of Bimun.
"Angel war sword!"
In the light of the Holy Child, a white light is shot, turning into a cross-white sword, and the sword contains the imperial power.
"Bright Cross!"
The bright son whispered, and the sacred swordsmanship broke out in Baizhang Baimang, and a sword surged and smashed the Mingyuan force to kill it.
Hey!
A huge cross-sword mansions contain the meaning of burning, the meaning of the sword, the light and true meaning to kill.
The heavens and the earth have turned into a white mans, and the void has been cracked out of the cross sword marks.
boom……!
This sword, squatting on a respectful monk, is harder than a fist, and the cross sword is cut to the madness.
Mu raging, another punch to kill, this punch, turned into a shadow of an ancient dragon elephant, shattered the cross sword mans, violent temper counterattack to the bright son.
Rumble...!
The terrible dragons swept through the air, and the bright son retired and looked at the madness.
"it is good!"
The people at the bottom of the battle are screaming, and they are all screaming.
"Mu mad this guy, now it is so strong, can be compared with the emperor's bright son."
Shi Zhengxiong said with amazement.
"Crazy, beat him!"
The people at the front of the battle roared.
"I have heard Xiaoxiao said that the dragon statue he cultivated can be a condensed dragon like blood, and the power of the dragon like the blood of the ancient gods, I don’t know, now he has a few drops."
To expand the Qinghai said.
"Three drops, if it is a small mad nine blood, I am afraid that this bright son is not his enemy."
Bai Ziyue said that some of his eyes were unwilling, and he was pulled down by Xiao Cang.
His sword meaning, the true meaning of gold, the sharp edge, the true meaning of the fast sword, the four senses are the sharp and unconstrained, but also the defense of the Tianyinghuang. Otherwise, he also has the confidence and the battle of the emperor.
Sharp and sharp, it is the compulsory true meaning of pure sword repair, which can strengthen the cutting power of swordsman.
"Eight wild warfare, dragon and tiger!"
Mu was furious and screamed out of the eight dragons, and the tiger screamed and snarled to the bright son.
The bright son of the scorpion burst into a punch, but it was shaken off, the body trembled, and the punch was shocked to spit out a blood.
"This physical repair, a terrible strength, can actually hurt the Son."
The bright believers said shocked.
"Yeah, pure body repair can force the Son to this point, it is rare."
"Hey, what is the urgency, the Son has not yet done his best, and for a while, will inevitably kill this kid."
"..............."
The bright believers talked about it, and the people at the front of the battle were full of confidence in the madness.
"enough!"
The bright Son screamed, and the cold looked at Mu mad, and his robes were messy and looked embarrassed.
"I can force me to use the blood of the Lord. If you die, you can be proud."
Guangming Shengzi said indifferently, in the body, a powerful blood force burst into the body, this blood force has risen a thousand feet of white rainbow, containing the blood and power, also does not belong to this world.
boom……!
In the body of the bright Son, a more terrible light power broke out, and the bright energy burned a white flame, and behind him, broken flesh and blood, gave birth to a pair of white, like a swan-like wing, his eyes, also changed It became pure white.
"There is a glory of the Lord, the blood of the Lord!"
Countless bright believers see this scene excited and trembling, madly looking to the bright Son.
And this power makes the members of the Shuro warriors feel disgusted.
The brightest son of the sacred eyes looked at the madness, high above, like the infinite god, the ten-meter-long huge white feathers vibrate.
"Being an enemy with the Holy Spirit is a heresy, heresy, go to hell!"
The light of the Son is low, and a sword is shining. The power of the white sword is several times higher than before.
Mu mad face changed, and his fists smashed out. A dragon screamed like a fist, but he was smashed by a white sword.
Hey! Hey!
A line of Jianguang squatted in the mad body, Mu mad body was thrown out of a mouth, although not fatal, but also hurt the madness.
"kill!"
The bright saint keeps the sword into a white Jianguang, and the force is like a rainbow. The momentum is comparable to the peak of the Tianying realm.
"The angel battles, killing all Shura!"
The Light Son also ordered a roar.
Suddenly, thousands of bright swordsmen flew out and formed a one-of-a-kind angelic warrior. They produced hundreds of angels and savage and attacked them. They attacked the people of Golden Bimeng and the front.
"war!"
The Qinghai roared, and the body broke out in a terrible cold, killing the bright saints.
"kill!"
Bai Ziyue, Ziyun County Master, Feng Yan, Flash Ling, Shi Zhengxiong, Nine Princess, Wen Yong, Xie Yimeng, Yan Huchen, all the warriors and disciples roared to the angels.
The golden body is the first to bear the brunt of the huge body, killing the angels.
The other side also divided out a hundred angelic sects, and quite a thousand kings dealt with the golden behemoth, the bright light of the shackles, all kinds of meta-tech screaming, drowning a void.
Thousands of square kilometers, thousands of square kilometers are shrouded in the flames of war.
Booming...!
At this time, in the distance, thousands of poisonous clouds deep, a terrible poison cloud swept through, a dozens of meters of huge golden dragonfly sitting in the poison cloud.
"In my fat land, bullying your fat brothers and sisters, the light saints, the fat man and you are not dead!"
In the poison cloud, there was a mad and cold voice.
On the huge golden shackles, a slightly fat black-haired fat man in black robe hunt and sprinted into the air.
"Erosion spears!"
When the fat man waved his hand, the black and black poisonous force that rushed out of the body condensed into a spear that burned the green poisonous fire.