"It is not a law-making that promotes cultivation, it is a fairy, the **** of cultivation, and the power is quite amazing." The evil spirit laughs, still calm, no fear.

The flaming demon had originally planned to take the initiative, but did not expect the ghosts to take the lead, but the sorcerer did not care, and did not take the opportunity to shoot, showing his confidence in his strength.

"The ability of Jiu Tian Xuan Ling actually does not work for him!" Yang Dingtian shocked, the sound wave has spread out, but the fire magic has not been affected at all.

"Hey!"

"Hey!"

The battle was severe and it was impossible to play. Yang Dingtian used nine days of mysterious bells, and the eleven people played the gods, and the eleven extreme horrible forces rushed to the distant fires. The space within a few million feet of the square is shaking.

Within a few million, countless monks in the middle of the country have sensed the horror atmosphere. You don’t have to think about it, it’s a master of the gods, but in addition to those who have the gods and the courage of the gods, they dare to fly. Watching the war.

The battle of the gods master, where did you dare to watch the battle? Don't you die?

"Hey! It's just a matter of ruining you all at once." The sinister evil laughed and the evil spirits stunned. In the face of the eleven terrorist forces, the sorcerer was also not afraid.

"call out!"

"Hey!"

Having said that, the sorcerer who has already provoked the power of terror has suddenly waved his hand, and a huge black energy of 50,000 feet swept out over the sky. The power is fierce, and the momentum of carrying the evil spirits is rushing to the 11th horror. power.

Don't look at the blaze, just wave a hand, the black power is absolutely above the eleven forces.

"Yes. It is the master of the gods and the soul of the door! So terrible power!"

"The peak of the Emperor's late stage! The Lord of the Fire Lord has already reached the peak of the late Emperor!"

"A lot of fairy! It is the soul of the ghost to slaughter them!"

The savage master of the gods who rushed to the speed of the fire, and the power of the horror of the high-altitude, were scared and scared.

"Boom!"

"Puff puff!"

In the next moment, the power of eleven horrors collided almost simultaneously with the black power of the fire. The explosion was constant and deafening. At the moment of the collision, the ghosts and other people were suddenly shocked.

"This **** is so terrible!" Mu Yunshan gnawed his teeth and his body was shaken.

"Is there such a terrible peak in the late Emperor's Emperor? With the strength of our eleven people, it is no match for him!" Snow was as hard as the wind, and the face was twisted.

Shen Tianhu yelled: "Damn bastard! By absorbing the power of others to improve the cultivation, how can you play such a terrible power!"

"So you can't hold it? This is my seven successes!" The evil devil laughed, and the ghosts and eleven people were very upset, and the fire was not changed.

"Seven successes?" Gu Yunfeng suddenly widened his eyes and couldn't believe it. They eleven people joined hands and faced the success of the fire magic, but they were also instantly injured!

Shen Tianhu also said with amazement: "Is it the success of seven? How is this possible?"

"Seven success forces let us suffer so much damage!" Gu Yunfeng and others are very shocked.

"It seems that you have no ability to save Yang Lu!" The sneer sneered, and the strength suddenly increased.

"Booming!"

"Puff puff!"

The twelve horrible forces that collided with each other, in the moment when the power of the fire was raised, they exploded in vain, and the explosions shook the earth, the terrible destruction of the devastating forces spread, and the Shentianhu and other people were seriously injured and flew out. The surrounding gods of the gods were all scared and pale, and they rushed back.

"Eight success forces all the small white tigers to be seriously injured, the peak of the Emperor's late stage is really terrible!"

After a few minutes, the explosion energy dissipated, and the ancient city has completely disappeared. The surrounding mountain range has already turned into a piece of gravel, and even the mountain where Yang Lu is located has disappeared. Only Yang Lu was horrified. The seal power is trapped at high altitude.

The gods and tigers all fell on the gravel flats ten thousand meters away, all of them were hit hard by the sorcerer, and they simply couldn’t stand up. The most serious injuries were the blood witches and the ghosts. After all, they had been Inflammation is wounded.

"We have no power to fight back!" Snow is as hard as the wind, and even his **** is difficult to stand up in the middle, let alone other people.

"Ghosts, blood witches, how are you?" God Tianhu asked.

Ghosts heard the words, lying on the ground motionless, said: "I feel that I am dying."

"Fast. Quickly think of a way to give to Zhuge seniors to communicate!" The blood witch is extremely hard, the voice is very small.

The ancient cloud winds pale and smiles bitterly: "There is no movement at all, no strength to push the momentum."

Thirteen people were seriously injured. Even Yangdingtian was seriously injured by the explosive energy of the horror. No one could communicate.

"The soul of the soul they still can't come out?" The evil spirits in the dark, then looked at the crowds in the distance, cold and cold: "I don't want to die, all roll!"

The onlookers heard the words, their faces suddenly changed, and the horror of the sorcerer made them extremely jealous. They didn’t dare to stay, and they turned and flew away, as if they were slower, they would be killed.

"The soul of the emperor, come on, I am ready to give you a gift!" The sneer in the heart of the fire, Mori's cold eyes looked at the gods and other people down, and then slowly descended.

"Inflammation, what do you want to do?" Ling war asked coldly.

The sinister heard the words, and the evil smiled: "Since you want to know this, then I will tell you that it is good to bring you, it is purely serious injury to you, and then absorb your strength!"

"What? Absorb our strength!" God Tianhu heard the words, and the eyes suddenly widened.

Snow is like a wind and an angry anger: "There is no reason to do this, I want to absorb our strength to cultivate!"

"Yes, I want to break through the realm of God, I must absorb your strength." The evil spirit laughed, if not the masters of the Supreme Temple, perhaps the evil spirits will not hit the mind to the soul door.

As the sorcerer said, he went to the ghost and slaughtered. He said with a smile: "Ghosts, your konjac power is very suitable for me, and I will accept it with politeness!"

"The sorcerer stopped!" Mu Yunshan screamed fiercely, murderous, but unable to move.

"Budget! I dare to take my konjac power!" Ghosts ignored the seriously injured body and roared.

The flaming devil reached out and grabbed the ghost, but the konjac in the ghost slaughter was self-motivated, and the extreme horrible power broke out in an attempt to attack the sorcerer.

"Oh! Konjac! Your evil power is integrated with me. It is your honor, why should you resist it? Is resistance useful?" The sneer sneered, the power of terror broke out and tried to suppress the konjac.

"Bad boy! You can't want to swallow this seat!" The savage anger screamed, fully resisting the power of the sorcerer.

"Do you think you can resist my strength?" The sneer sneered, the horrible power rushed out again, madly suppressing the konjac.

"Inflammation! You bastard! Hold your hand!" Ghosts roared and roared, and saw that the konjac could not withstand the power of the sorcerer, and the ghosts were more anxious.

"call out!"

However, at this time, a harsh sound of blasting sound came, and a devastating energy light rushed to the fire.

"Hey! Come! This is the breath of the soul!" The sneer sneered, and the figure suddenly shook away.

"The soul of the emperor!" Ghosts and other people also sensed the breath of the soul, suddenly ecstasy.

The coming person is the soul of the emperor, and is slowly descending down. If it is not dangerous, it is feared that the soul will not show up.

"Great! The soul is coming!" God Tianhu was struggling.

The flaming magic flashed to the sky, looking at the soul of the lower side, the evil smile: "The soul of the emperor, I know you will definitely show up! I have been waiting for you for a long time!"

"Wait for a long time?" The soul of the emperor was a little surprised, and at the same time, he waved the seriously injured Shen Tianhu and others to the distance.

"What does the inflammation mean?" Mu Yunshan frowned. The blaze was not even afraid of the soul. Instead, he said that he had been waiting for the soul for a long time, which made him feel very strange.

"Inflammation, do you still want to absorb the power of the soul?" Ling war asked coldly, this kind of thing, in his view, simply does not see the possibility, the strength of the soul is terrible.

The sorcerer heard the words, and the evil smiled: "The battle, you are not only powerful, but also very clever, a word in the middle."

"Oh? I want to see how you absorb my strength!" The soul of the soul sneer, don't say that the fire is only the peak of the late Emperor, even if the demon of the demon, the soul of the soul is not afraid.

"One-on-one, I am definitely not your opponent. I know that your strength is terrible. Your true strength should reach the realm of the Middle Ages." The evil spirits laughed and laughed, and there was no fear.

After a pause, the sorcerer laughed and said: "So I specially prepared a big gift for you."

The soul of the emperor sneered a little sneer: "I would like to see what a gift."

"The soul of the emperor, have you heard of the **** soul?" asked the sneer.

"Blood souls?" The soul of the soul heard the words, his face changed slightly, said: "This is the ancient use of blood power to open the big array, the power of the terrible, depends on the amount of blood and the degree of strength."

"Use the power of blood to open?" Ling war and others were shocked, never heard of this big array, and the power of the array depends on the amount and intensity of the blood.

"The soul of the emperor has seen a lot of knowledge." The evil devil laughed, his hands suddenly and quickly printed, and then a palm hit the foot of the void, the evil smiled: "The gift I prepared for you is a **** battle! Under this ruin, I have prepared a lot of blood power, use my blood to open a large array, the power is stronger, presumably you will be seriously injured!"

"How come you have a **** battle?" asked the soul of the frown, and his face became dignified.

"I found it in the room of the Lord of the Supreme Shrine, I wanted to give you and the Thousand Souls they prepared, but they did not come!" The sneer sneered, and then a cold drink: "Blood Soul! Open!"

"Hey!"

At this moment, the earth where the soul is located trembles fiercely, and a strange blood rises out of the earth. There is a huge pattern of blood-colored formations in an instant. The extremely horrible blood force suddenly bursts out of the **** soul. Very incompetent.