Eternal Martial Sovereign

Xiao Yun made a strong shot and evolved into the Yuanyuan avenue. He would have to fly old when he raised his hand. 1 novel ﹤ ≦ ≤ ＜ ≤

This is exciting.

You know, this is a great emperor in the palm of the hand!

"My emperor is invincible!" At the edge of Daohai, the gods exclaimed.

The people of the Haotian tribe are very excited,

"My emperor is invincible, when suppressing all directions!" The outside world is also boiling.

"Who dares to lie to me, Haoyu?"

All beings in the Haotian Star Domain are boiling with blood.

It was so shocking that they saw hope.

It seems that tens of thousands of years of humiliation can be wiped out.

Just then, Xiao Yun continued to shoot.

His eyes flashed, and his big hand hit Chu Yunfei in the distance.

At this time, the entire Haotian God Realm was boiling, and the avenue rules were broken.

Xiao Yun's combat power is too bad, disturbing the avenue and turning upside down.

Big hand shot, imposing, to kill Chu Yunfei.

If Chu Yunfei is not killed early, I do not know what will happen.

After all, this is a saint.

When this big hand struck, the void around Chu Yunfei exploded, and the road pattern collapsed.

Originally, the rules of maintaining Haotian God Realm were too late to repair the sea.

Strangely enough, Avenue will not take action.

It seems that the will of the Avenue is dormant, and his own strength is also limited, and he is unwilling to intervene in these things.

After all, in the ancient times, the Ten Realms were broken, and the avenues were hurt, all in a dormant state.

Or, Dadao is ruthless, as long as these people do not have to shoot against Dadao, it will not care about these supreme battles.

"No ... save me!" Chu Yunfei felt his breath suffocated and his soul was imprisoned. He shouted immediately.

Because he felt the breath of death shrouded.

At this moment, he really couldn't resist.

"Shuzi, even my holy son dares to move, you are looking for death!" Just then, a low voice sounded.

The voice seemed to come from outside the sky, boundless and boundless, and filled with coercion.

Then, a large hand passed through the Haotian God Realm, and went straight down.

Buzz!

Among this big hand, there is a profound avenue of fortune.

When this hand appeared, Xiao Yun felt that the lines on his palm were all solidified.

The rules of the avenues in this country are frozen for it.

Heaven and earth seem to be still.

Under this kind of avenue, the emperor Zhundi will become a cricket ant, and the emperor will be dim.

"This ... what kind of realm is this?" Xiao Yun made waves in his heart.

"Is it a sage shot?" Jang Sangye frowned.

Ming Ziyu's face was dignified.

At this moment, they all felt that the lines on their bodies were bound and unable to shoot.

In that power, they are like ants.

"It's the elder!" When the momentum came out, the old eyes brightened, and finally the tense nerve was relaxed.

This is a great man who created the Holy Land, which is quasi-sacred and the existence of the greater emperor.

Once such a character is shot, who can strike?

Xiao Yun's yin and yang baojian's road pattern collapsed.

The God of Creation is released.

Then, Chu Yunfei took this opportunity to get rid of the shackles.

However, the big hand oppressed Xiao Yun.

Buzz!

The Daohai where Xiao Yun was standing was crumbling, and fragments appeared.

Outside, Haotian Shenhai was shaking, and that area seemed to be broken.

"My queen!" At this moment, the people in Haotian Starfield tightened their nerves.

Someone screamed and looked worried.

There were even tears.

Just how invincible Yuhuang was just now?

However, who can think that there is such a strong person in the world.

Such a person, beyond the imagination of the world, makes people feel weak.

"Yuhuang!" Mu Tianlian was crying sadly.

"Xiao Yun!" Ling Xi cried.

This change was too sudden.

In their opinion, Xiao Yun already had the fighting power to fight with the emperor just now.

But now it is like a maggot.

What is the state of the man who shot?

"Creating the Holy Land!" However, at this moment, a low voice sounded.

This rumbling sound contains infinite killing intention.

Above the nine days, you can see that a big hand appeared and hit another big hand that penetrated the nine days and went straight into the Haotian God Realm.

boom!

The big hand was hit, and the nine-day sky was crumbling, and a mixed-element atmosphere rolled.

Endless void fragments are flying, and the avenue **** pattern is exploding.

Later, Haotian Shenjing pressed the palm of Xiao Yun's palm, and seemed to be prevented from continuing to shoot because of being blocked.

This big hand was retracted immediately.

The horror of this sea of ​​Tao finally weakened.

Xiao Yun was relieved.

"Someone is blocking?" Chu Yunfei frowned, looking up.

What a chance just now!

Almost, you can kill Xiao Yun.

However, a sudden accident occurred.

This made him sigh.

Xu Lao also looked into the sky, his face solemn.

The elder is already quasi-sacred. In the nine days, there are few rivals.

Who can stop him?

"This is the voice of my father?" Xiao Yun looked up, also looking at Daohai Tianqiang.

The voice just now is too familiar.

At this time, on the nine-day sky, the area surrounded by hazy mist.

Xiao Zhantian was carrying his hands on his back. He looked distantly into the deep sky, his face cold.

"Jiuxiao!" There was a low voice in that area.

There was a bit of anger in the voice.

Obviously, this person is the quasi-sanctification of the good fortune just shot.

"This guy is so strong?" When he was full of anger, the Fortune Saint was also surprised.

Although he knew that the name of Jiu Xiao was a character, he was far from expecting that the other party would be so powerful.

"Your dignified Zhunsheng, but shot against a junior, are you uncovered by my son?" Xiao Zhantian had his hands on his shoulders, his voice was cold, his body shot with endless murderous power, and the elders shot, which violated the power. The rules laid down broke the order in this world and made him angry.

"Hum, your son is a tyrant, and you want to kill me, the Holy Son of Creation. How old can sit idly by?" Good luck Zhunsheng hummed.

Endless power swept out of him.

This mighty shocked all directions, and there were many powers to release God's thoughts.

"Joke, fighting between peers, life and death, how can the elders intervene?" Xiao Zhantian said, "you are deceiving my son."

"My son, how can there be wounds." Lengheng, the fortune-making quasi-san.

He has a proud and high-minded tone, and doesn't seem to put Xiao Zhantian in his eyes.

This is by nature.

Because of the Holy Land, it used to be extremely glorious.

It is in the Eight Holy Lands that they are all strong.

Had it not been for the accident of his Lord, now that life and death are unknown, would he say so much to Xiao Zhantian?

"Your son is human? My son is not human?" Wen Yan said, Xiao Zhantian's eyes were so killing, he sneered, "Since you shot, then I'll show you, my son It is also not to be fooled. If anyone moves, blame me for being ruthless. "When this word came down, Xiao Zhantian shot.

call!

A large hand reached out and passed through the nine days, appearing in the starry sky of the divine realm.

Then, the big hand passed through the plane seal of Haotian Star Realm and went straight into Haotian God Realm.

"Do you dare!" Seeing this, the fortune-making Saint was angry.

He immediately shot to block Xiao Zhantian.

"Do you have no one when I make a holy place?" There was a deep voice in this semi-holy shot ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~.

The sound oscillated in nine days, and the cracks torn out by Xiao Zhantian penetrated into the realm of God.

Then, over nine days, another shot was taken.

This time, a magical soldier flew into the chakra and cut it to Xiao Zhantian.

In this way, the two quasi-san shots to stop Xiao Zhantian.

"Creating the Holy Land? Mo said that the Lord of Creation is still alive and dead, that is, he is still alive, dare to touch my son, and this place will cost him."

The weather of Xiao Zhan was as rainbow as it was, and he ignored the quasi-sacred of the Holy Land.

He could only see his eyebrows twinkling, and a coffin lingering around Yuanyuanqi flew out.

This is a mixed coffin.

"Quickly hand in the monthly pass, quickly hand in the monthly pass, or my coffin will be shot." Xiao Zhantian shouted to the man who made the Holy Land.