Born in the martial arts holy land, seeing a lot of knowledge, after the initial horror, a group of Tianlei Temple warriors have also reacted.

Different treasures are like jade killing. After killing a certain target within a certain period of time, the user can make his own flesh and blood suffocate and simulate the target that is killed by him.

As long as you don't fight, you will be able to breathe in the same way as the imitation target.

Ahu knew little about the great martial artist of Tian Leidian, who is surnamed Zhang. It is difficult to be vivid and unclear about his specific living habits.

However, in a state of chaos and tension, he carefully kept the traces and successfully passed through the Tianlei Hall in a short period of time.

The risks, self-evident, and slight exposure, will be slain.

But high risk brings high returns.

At the last moment, when everyone's attention was highly concentrated on Yan Zhaoge and the horror whirlpool, Ahu took the opportunity to suddenly rise and fall.

The sacred sect of the gods was broken, and Yan Zhao’s song suddenly fell like a tiger, and crossed the barrier of the Qing Lei barrier.

The Tianlei Temple warrior was furious and rushed to Ahu. Ahu was in the crowd and was surrounded by the group.

However, after Yan Zhao’s song entered the enchantment of the gods, he jumped from Panpan and had a transparent glass dish in his hand.

The blood in the glass dish shines, and Yan Zhao song opens it, and suddenly the blood flies out.

It is the special treasure that breaks through all kinds of enchantments.

This time, he was inside the enchantment, and the **** demon dish played its role. The **** flutter between the blood and the blood, and the stagnation of the gods and thunders in the cracks.

Yan Zhao songs hands, a punch, a palm out, together with the forward, between the suffocating vibration, the blood suddenly swayed.

In the broken blue thunder field, a line of blood lines criss-crossed, like a vein.

The remaining two blue-green cyan flags are instantly covered with a layer of blood, and the surface is covered with dense blood-red lines.

Behind it, the horrible whirlpool continues to expand.

The edge of the vortex has already touched the sacred enchantment of the gods, and the broken enchantment suddenly collapsed.

The night of Lin Zhou’s head is shining with silver and white light. This moment, the light disappears and turns into darkness, as if it is boundless night.

He stared at Yan Zhaoge, and he screamed with resentment. He turned around and turned away.

Yan Zhaoge looked coldly at Lin Zhou, and he hoped to pick up Ahu and return to him.

Sitting on Panpan, Yanzhao sings and sings, and hopes to spread four claws and rush forward.

Behind him, everyone in the Temple of Heaven and Thunder saw the vortex forced to come up, and struggled to escape.

Yan Zhaoge did not return, and the backhand volley punched the scorpion to the gods.

In the enchantment, the **** red silk line is in full swing, and the two-shot blue flag bursts and bursts!

The rolling green thunder bursts and the entire enchantment collapses completely!

The violent Thunder suddenly swallowed up the thunder of the Thunder Temple, and the crazy explosive power that set off also seemed to hinder the moment.

The next moment, the vortex continues to expand.

There was a Tianlei Temple warrior who did not die in the enchantment explosion. He was blocked by Lei Guang and his footsteps were slow. This was also swayed by the whirlpool and dragged into it.

Yan Zhaoge and Ahu sat on the back of Panpan and went away instantly.

The seamounts in front of us are still in a state of turmoil. From time to time, there is a fire that erupts upwards.

Yan Zhaoge watched a shadow in front of him, and the dark shadow shone in the fire, and the light and dark intertwined, hey, and kept looking.

The horror bow of the purple thunder was returned to the Yanzhao singer, and between the bows, it was a golden streamer.

The devil's ice charm is used for the production of the sorcerer, but it is used to hit people, and the effect is equally good.

Golden light everywhere, instantly freezing a sea.

In the shadow, silvery white fierce lightning broke out, smashing the surrounding glaciers.

But as a long delay, Yan Zhaoge has quickly caught up.

There was a fiery violent breath in the nearby sea, and there was an enchantment close to him, surrounded by Yan Zhaoge and others.

"Take it to you." Yan Zhaoge did not pay attention to the fire magic this time, jumped from Panpan, Jianguang as a dragon, separated the sea, straight to Linzhou!

In the darkness, Lin Zhou screamed and shouted, and the silver and white thunder appeared in the darkness, as if he was open to the earth and greeted Yan Zhaoge.

Yan Zhao’s body is in harmony with the sword, as if it was an incarnation of a dragon, descending from the sky.

His figure was rotated in midair, and the blue-sworded sword was swaying toward the surrounding area, as if the dragon was shaking.

The blue-colored sword light is the same as the white thunder, and it is constantly smashing in the air.

But that Long Wei, the burning sword, always enveloped the boat!

Lin Zhou was on the battle. He dared to turn and flee. Under the traction of the air, Yan Zhao’s sword directly nailed him to the bottom of the sea.

"Kill!" Lin Zhou pale as paper, but the eyes of the right eye emerged with fanaticism.

He reached out and grabbed, and the white light sword on his head fell into his hands, turning into a real long sword, with a black blade and a white light on the sword front.

Lin Zhou had a long knife in the other hand.

He was mad at the whole body, condensed on the long knife, and the knife was pulled out.

Under the horrible thunder of lightning, Lin’s figure seems to have become much taller, just like the King of Thunder!

Tianlei Temple swords and swords are absolutely unique, one of the two highest high school, nine turns Lei Wangdao!

On the other hand, even if Lin Zhou did not provoke his own arrogance, the strength of Yongye’s Lei Jian was much stronger than his own urging of the nine-way Lei Wang knife.

Although it is not a combination of the goddess of the electric mother sword and the nine-turned king knife, but Lin Zhou's knife and sword at this moment, still stunned the secret of the Tianlei Temple, thunder and lightning!

Under the intertwined bluish thunder and silver-white lightning, countless electric snakes wandered around the sea, terrifying.

"The sword that contains the thunder of the night, its quality is good." Yan Zhao song calmly said, in the left hand, there is a dark green bamboo branch flashing purple.

During the bamboo branch twitching, Lin Zhou’s Yongye Leijian was framed.

In the right hand of Yan Zhao, the sword of the sword in the right hand flashed, and directly smashed the knife of Lin Zhou: "As for yourself, it will be far worse."

Lin Zhou angered, the broken knife light suddenly turned, with a more powerful posture to Yan Zhao song!

It is the subtlety of the nine-turned Lei Wangdao, Lin Zhou has got a three flavors.

However, the sword of Yan Zhaoge is like a torrent of water, unstoppable, all the way forward, easily smashing the second round of knives: "You seem to have forgotten, the last time we face to face, the real fight, or the first time, In the middle of your congenital master, I was in the early days of my congenital master."

Not waiting for Lin Zhou to push the knife of the third turn, Yan Zhao’s sword front has already arrived in front of him, directly smashing his palm sword!

Yan Zhao song on this sword, the sword is constantly moving, rolling forward, as if the mountain is pressing the egg.

Lin Zhou was stunned and looked at Yan Zhao’s sword and crushed his half body!

"Now, in the early days of your great master, I was in the late stage of the Master of the Great Master. If you only cultivate yourself by yourself..."

Yanzhao song ink green bamboo branches and then pumping, Lin Zhou's Yong Ye Lei Jian also flew out, and then the right hand received Lingjian Bilong, a palm shot!

In front of Lin Zhou’s eyes, he suddenly turned around, as if the sky was falling!

"...I am now only relying on my own martial arts, I will be more than one hundred hit you." (To be continued.)