Chapter 1110: The power of the Tibetan devil

Gradually, the Peng family bird is approaching, but the picture makes the appearance of the person standing stiff and sees the demon king sitting on the back of the bird.
Someone's face is gloomy, what is going on? Let Peng Bird go to call people, but did not let him go to invite people!
"Is it suppressed by the demon king, as a mount?" The people in the Tibetan world learned the truth and the heart was very upset. This is the hero of the nine worlds.
Peng’s Yingjie is very shy, but this does not blame it. Who can think that the demon of the Tibetan kingdom will be so superb that it will not rival the opponent.
The scorpion of Dao Ling fell on this huge battle platform. The battle platform of the hundred miles made the Tao Ling somewhat surprised. This scene is not small.
Then, his nephew looked around the people in the nine circles, they are very strong, especially some exist, Dao Ling feels a kind of pressure, there are terrible enemies!
The people of the Jiujie are also examining him. Since the demon king of the Tibetan world can let the birds fall back, it must have something extraordinary. I am afraid that it is not a mortal.
Dao Ling’s eyes were somewhat unexpected, because he saw a few powerful masters on the Tibetan side, and each one was extraordinary.
Among them, the Emperor's momentum is the most powerful. The scorpion is surrounded by two small minefields. He is very powerful. The Thunder body has been cultivated to a terrible level. Dao Ling estimates that his current combat power is even stronger than that of Tianpeng. .
Then he saw a strange young man, the strength is a little scary, the body is covered with a layer of mysterious airflow, very extraordinary, afraid that it is not weaker than the emperor.
Blue Qingyun is also here, the strength of this guy has also changed a lot, but now it looks very honest.
Dao Ling also saw a lot of people who were never masked, and their strengths were very fierce. The Tibetan community also smashed some arrogance in this disaster, and can compete with the Tianjiao of the Jiujie.
However, the picture is a bit miserable. There are also twenty people in the Tibetan world who can get their hands. On the other hand, there are hundreds of thousands!
"Daoling, you are careful, I can't go this kind of battle. I have blood in my body. If it is a violent leak, I am afraid that it will be directly suppressed by the Tianshen seed Tianjiao. This time I did not let the water come."
Dao Ling’s nephew fell on this strange young man. He did not expect this person to be a great prince. He certainly did not want other people to recognize him. In fact, Dao Ling did not know that he had suffered many disasters because of his blood!
The descendants of the Great, this is too sensitive. If someone wants to suppress the descendants of the Great, the Prince is afraid that it will be damaged.
The Tibetan and Jiujie are not general, the avenue is not complete, so the gap is particularly large, and the jihad avenue is complete. It is reasonable for the Tai Zhou Prince to stand up. Even if he can go to the Jiujie, the strength will become more and more terrible.
Daoan estimates that this is the blood of the Emperor has begun to take off!
"Peacock, where do you go to the Prince of Great Zhou, remember to open it here, don't get involved." Dao Ling gave peacocks rumors.
"Daling brother, I don't want it." The peacock shook her head and she didn't want to hide at this time.
"Don't be stupid, the practice of your practice can't be leaked!" Dao Ling said: "Don't you forget how the Son is seen?"
The peacock's heart is stunned. Indeed, if the practice of her cultivation is leaking out, the trouble is very huge. This is the verse that does not die, but the scriptures of the emperor.
Although she lacks the core, if she is recognized, her troubles are bigger than that of Daolin.
"Don't hesitate, I feel that the critical battle has started, and there are not many people who can threaten me here." Dao Ling took a deep breath and voiced.
Peacock bites his teeth, although he is reluctant, but this situation is the best. If it is a violent leak, I don’t know how many people will be jealous. Prince Da Zhou is an example, because he has the blood of the emperor, who does not want to get the emperor. Scripture!
How many great emperors have come out of the past? There are only a handful.
"You are the demon king of Tibet. Come over, I have something to ask you."
Qing Caixia faintly said that she was followed by a group of slaves, surrounded by a group of Tianjiao. It was a star-studded moon, and she was so noble.
The scorpion of Dao Ling swept to Qing Caixia and said, "Who are you? What is it?"
Qing Caixia’s face suddenly sank, and there was a cold color in her eyes. It was the first time she encountered it. Some people didn’t know her.
"Bold, this is Miss Qing Caixia of the Qingyue royal family, the younger sister of the little holy king, not coming over to salute!" A girl's face was gloomy and shouted.
"Who is the little holy king?" The tomb of Dao Ling is awkward. Is this the existence of the highest peak of the nine realms?
The words of Dao Ling, the direct anger caused by the anger, the genius of the nine realms are anger, the little sacred king is their heart of the monument, the invincible existence, and the chaotic female, God unparalleled juxtaposition of the three great gods!
These three are all terrible little giants. Even if a is in front of them, there is only a tremor, especially the little holy king, who has blocked the gods!
"The demon king of Tibet, you are simply arrogant, the little holy king is also you can ask?" Vientiane God said coldly: "If you don't want to die, come over immediately, I have something to ask you!"
"Who are you? Have a fart and let go!"
Dao Ling stood in the void, facing the group of tiger wolves, there is no fear, but there is a terrible momentum in bloom, all the way through, the charm is shocking.
"The Son of the Vientiane Academy!" He came over and reported the name.
The people in the Jiujie are excited, and the Vientiane Son of God is going to shoot directly. It is really strong and hegemonic!
The people in the Tibetan world are uplifting and want to know how powerful the demon in the Tibetan world is. So far, the Nine Realms are not sure about his real combat power.
The Peng family's gods sneer, it feels that the Son of God is looking for death, he is very powerful, but the Tibetan devil is not a level at all!
"Xing Kai, this is the vice president? Looks very arrogant?"
Inside the crowd, there is a woman in a star robe. Her hair is silvery and her body is slender, giving a kind of temperament. The beautiful woman stares at Dao Ling and asks a young man next to her.
"The saint, don't underestimate him, the vice president is very powerful." Star Kay said.
"I think you were beaten down, and the vice president shouted." The servant of the Stars College laughed back and swayed.
"Damn, Xingyue, if you dare to laugh again, don't blame me, you are welcome!" Xingkai black face, this is his sister, the Star of the Star Academy, the pursuit of many.
"If you lose, you lose. Don't argue. I will see how I suppress him and take the Star Temple." Xingyue smiled slightly.
"Cut, you think you are Qiu Junjun, less bragging here." Star Kay snorted.
Bang!
A loud bang exploded here, and the battle was much faster than they thought. The Vientiane Son of God was bound to gain the golden bones. Just came up and played the full force!
All kinds of terrible magical beams are blooming, glaring, and every beam of light is filled with terror.
All kinds of supernatural power beams are merged into one furnace, and they are controlled by the Vientiane Son. They bear a terrible seal, and the pressure of the void is riddled with holes, and one black crack is broken.
"You give me a life!"
Vientiane God roars ~EbookFREE.me~ full of long hair fluttering, palms pressed against the gods, to the head of the Taoling smashed up!
The eyes of the audience are wide, I really want to know the real power of the first person in the Tibetan world!
But the result is that everyone is shocked, a shadow throws a fist here, this fist smashed out, cut off the sky, and played a terrible abyss!
The fist of the Vientiane Son of God was smashed by the living, the horror of the horror was pushed up, and the murder was on the chest of the Son of Vientiane. His body almost blasted and smashed out to cough up a large mouth.
The audience was silent, some people's skin was twitching, and the eyes were full of incredible colors, because the demon power of the Tibetan kings exceeded their estimation, this is the potential of the gods!
"It's a bit interesting." Ying Long's scorpion flashed out of the sacred eyes. It was a bit of a squirrel. He felt that the body of the dynasty was very strong, and it was a battle with him!
But then, its scorpion is miniature, looking at this whirlpool, it is completely turbulent, and some terrible ancient palaces are hanging out.