~.<>-~ "Don't dare to do it? I really thought that Xiaoye was afraid of you?"

I saw the iron fist of the power of a space to come to myself, and the night was cold and angry! I really thought that I was soft lungs, just kneading?

At the moment, the night is lightly guarded behind him, and he does not dodge. The guns of the ten gods of screaming out from the void, swirling around the body and stabbing the golden iron fist. At the same time, the soul is extinguished, and the soul poisonous jade knife is silently directed toward the night demon monarch.

This iron fist, obviously taken the first method of the power control method of the space that the Emperor said, pure power. Iron fists dragged out the shadows of the road, people who don't understand think it is a true afterimage, and the night is light and cold, and of course it can be easily explored. In fact, several iron fists are constantly coming, one is stronger than one. It is hard to prevent.

unfortunately!

This night magic encounter is the night light cold, the sudden attack of the soul, so that the night demon can not hide, the millions of souls of the golden silk, swarming toward the soul of the night magic ocean. The night magic has always been in the mysterious territory of the beast. How much combat experience can there be? When the next burst of trouble, hurriedly resisting the soul of the golden silk, the power of the iron fist control in the air is also small.

How powerful is the power of the **** of the gods with the power of the source?

At that time, the **** of light on the nine products was a trick, and half of the body was smashed. At this moment, the power control method of the night magic space is very simple. There are only three iron fists. They are not fully controlled. The guns of the night of the night are all attached to the power of the source.

"Hey!"

I saw that the first gun of the gods of the gods collided with the first golden iron fist, and made a roaring explosion, and a glare of white light, accompanied by a huge shock wave, radiated in all directions. In the end, both the guns of the gods and the iron fists burst and the power of the space escaped.

The strength of the second iron fist space is twice as large as the first strength, but the night light cold only consumes two shots of the gods, and it is exhausted. The third is less, just bursting the gun of the three-shot god, completely destroying the night magic attack! The remaining four shots of the gods of the gods screamed toward the night demon below.

At night, the night magic just cleared the soul of the golden silk in the mind, but it was attacked by countless soul poisonous jade knives. At this moment, I saw the gun of the four-bar slaughter with a scent of screaming, whistling, scared and whitish. I secretly rested.

"Hey!"

At this moment, a figure in the sky above the night of the night demon appeared suddenly, like a walk out of the void, a white-haired old man, white-bearing white-browed, full of haze. He looked at the high-altitude night and the cold, cold and cold, his hands sweeping in the air, just like playing the strings. At that time, the sky suddenly lit up, and countless white light, like hundreds of millions of flying knives, penetrated from the void, and spurred the night and the cold.

"Humph!"

It was discovered early in the night that this is the master of a **** that was quietly explored in the city. At this moment, he saw an indiscriminate attack, not only wanting his life, but even the night emperor. The inner anger is up, pulling the night emperor to the back, the original armor extends to protect his body, and the strongest attack of the soul is released! The gun of the four-bar slaughter underneath was not recovered, and the control power was even more turbulent, and the body suddenly disappeared into the air!

"boom!"

The body of the night demon was shot by a four-bar slaughter, and he went down and took out a deep pit in a building in the city. This is not to be counted. The whole night of the night demon has been broken into the depths of the underground, and life and death are not clear!

The sudden disappearance of the night light cold, so that the white hair white must be a burst of anger, the attack of the soul is gone, he quickly began to resist the attack of the soul of the gold wire. The warriors below are all dumbfounded, and some people dare to teleport in such a battle?

To know the battle of the monarch level, use the power of space, the space is extremely shocking, if teleportation, it is likely to be involved in the turbulent flow of space, lost position. After a while, countless nobles are waking up, not thinking about the battle in the air, hurriedly flew to the deep pit of the night demon.

Of course, the night is not a teleport, he went into the Warlord Hall. The Emperor's Palace is a space artifact of the reign of the War Emperor. It is all powerful. Unlike other space artifacts, it needs to condense a door or something, but directly pulls it in and disappears into this plane. The warrior below did not believe that there was such a wonderful space artifact, and thought it was the night light and cold teleported away!

Hundreds of thousands of flying knives roared away, causing bursts of space, and the night was cold and unexpected, and it was still shocked, still carrying the night emperor, but there was no unexpected look on his face. At the expense of the soul, once again, the soul is extinguished, and at the same time, the gun of the ten-bar slaughter is whistling out, and the old-fashioned white-shoulders are smashed.

The sudden faint disappearance of the night, suddenly appeared, so that the white hair must be wrong. The night is light and cold is the effect, the soul is the soul, the gods attack, the pervasive, the enemy is more distracted, the better the effect.

"drink!"

The white-haired white-solder, his face changed greatly, looking at the gun of the Ten-Pole Tudor releasing the horrible energy, and the speed of the electric shock like that, knowing that it is inevitable, can only protect the power of the whole body. At the same time, the body is barely condensing the power of space to form a silver shield, which is in front.

"Hey, hey, hey!"

It is only a three-shot gun of the gods, and the big shield that has been transformed into space is destroyed by the smog. The remaining seven shots screamed toward the white-haired white-shoulders who were so frightened.

"Night light cold friends, under the mercy!"

A kind voice sounded, and the three figures in the air appeared quietly. One of the oldest short white robes in front of him was what he said. The other two are a man and a woman, both men and women are very tall, and the white robe is a long time difference, both of them are gazing at the night.

The night was light and cold, and there was no stop. It was just to control a shot of the **** of the gods, and the old man was white and white.

What is the power of the gun of the **** of the gods with the power of the source? When the **** of light was sneaked, half of the body was blown up. At this moment, the old man has more power. However, in the guns of the gods, the mouth spurted blood, flew away, the hands and feet fell, the body was weak, and it was obvious that the internal organs and bones were shattered!

"presumptuous!"

One man, one woman and two strong men beside the old man in the little white robe, while drinking and glaring. Apparently, the old man in the white robe opened his mouth, but the night was still cold, but he still ruined the white-haired monarch and made them extremely angry.

"Sorry, I will confiscate my hand for a while!"

At night, the cold patted the clap, and turned his head leisurely, ignoring the man and woman who looked at the glare, and said faintly to the old man in white robes: "Is it finally to show up? Beast God!"

"See the beast **** and meet the two monarchs!"

The countless warriors below, seeing the three people in the air, especially the old people who saw such a small white robe, panicked, hurriedly squatted and sang together.

"The night is light and cold, the old man is late, let the two distinguished guests be humiliated, and the old man said that he is extremely sorry!"

The little robe of the white robe smiled faintly, his face was kind and kind, and he just spoke up. The night was cold and cold, but he still had no mercy to reinvent the white-haired sage, and now he was cold and proud. He didn’t seem to be angry at all. .

The attitude of the beast **** not only makes the martial artists lying below stunned, but even the two men and one woman at the top are very surprised. The powerful and proud beast **** actually apologizes to the young and younger generation.

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