The first thousand one hundred and fifty-five chapters of the devil were born

The **** tree is magnificent.

A line of gods, like a streamer scattered between the branches, presents a magnificent picture.

The twenty-eighth branch!

Previously, it was just a very ordinary branch, but at the moment, it is like gold shining, destined to be radiant, forever in history.

Yuxian will be in a cold confrontation with the cold, and the crowds are rushing to the scene. They are eager to look forward to such a battle, and the Great Devil also faintly realizes that this battle will involve the gods, so he takes the lead. Leave, banned from moving forward.

In a short time, Ao Xian and Shen Feng also flew into the 28th branch. Everyone raised their eyes and looked very murderous. When they entered the battles of the two camps, they would die, but they had no choice.

forward!

This is an eternal topic!

"go!"

Looking away from the lean old man, Xiong Botao and others left, disappeared in the magnificent **** rainbow, Qin Haotian shouted, he led the people in the gods, slowly forward, not fast enough, but very vigilant.

This battle is too important to lose!

And at the moment.

The Great Devil is flying forward with all his strength. It is three thousand feet in one step. This is a rather horrible speed, like a lightning bolt, cutting the space.

"call out!"

He turned directly over several branches of a mountain, appearing in front of a dry branch, and the branch looked far away, like an ancient beast, suppressing the front, the cracked bark, like a piece Block broken boulder, heavy stacking.

"Boom!"

He landed on both feet, and the fire broke out directly. He looked coldly at the front and his face was very dignified. Although the secret soil was very calm, he could still feel the different atmosphere.

"The mouse generation!" Ling Feng looked straight ahead, said coldly.

"Ha ha."

At this time, a hoarse voice rang from the dark.

An old man stepped out of the darkness. He was dressed in a brocade. He was very luxurious. His temperament was gentle and elegant, but the **** scent that was hidden in his eyes, he still couldn’t get through the eyes of Ling Feng.

This is a fierce martial god!

"The Big Devil is more vigilant than we think." The old man said indifferently. "I am one of the twelfth in the list of gods. I am here, I want to ask the Great Devil to go to my gods list for the twelfth drink." ""

"No time!"

Ling Feng said coldly, this person is not a good person, it is to suppress him, but he is so eloquent, clearly wants to contain him, which makes him very vigilant, I think this is not a simple target for the gods, The secret characters want to get rid of the jade and them at the same time.

"The 12th pair of my gods can be very sincere."

The old man said indifferently. "Our gods value the great devil and feel qualified to enter the twelfth of the gods."

This is not an invitation!

But swearing!

"Is it?"

Lingfeng eyelids pulled down and said faintly. "But I have never heard of God, but I don't know what the twelfth is, and I have no interest in you."

"The big devil, you can make them difficult."

The old man’s face finally cooled down, flashing cold, and said, “My Lord sincerely invites you, and you have repeatedly humiliated, will this force me to ask you to sin?”

"You have too much nonsense!"

Ling Feng said coldly. "How many people have come to the twelfth in the gods list? Let's go together."

"The big devil is suffocating!"

The old man sneered, and when he clap his hands, six people will come out in an instant. Every momentum is very amazing. One of them is full of people, and no one is weak. They are very scary.

In particular, this old man is a six-level figure of the **** of the gods, not inferior to the first of the cold god, and the remaining six martial arts, single-handed combat power, naturally not his opponent, but together, let Ling Feng They are secretly scared.

"on!"

The old man was not ashamed, waving his hand and letting the other six men rush straight up.

He also shot down the lightning, and went straight to Ling Feng. He didn't give him any chance at all. Zizhulin had a battle and let them know deeply how terrible the big demon was, so he would kill if he came up.

"choke!"

A knives, squatting from the air, the divine power shines, sprays a thin purple awn, and turns into a flying side, straight into the wind.

"when!"

Ling Feng was not afraid, and sacrificed five heavy stones, violently rushed forward, and directly broke Bifang, and the lightning of the burning road was a smashing of the past, and the sound of "噗" smashed into the body of the Valkyrie. .

"Death!"

At this time, the attacks of the other five martial arts came together, and nearly 30 gods smashed down. The terrible gods were going to annihilate people. One of the martial arts hands held a magic lamp and gently slammed forward. The magic lamp is enlarged, and the big demon is to be suppressed.

"laugh!"

However, what people did not think was that at this moment, Ling Feng was angry. He did not want to delay, and directly sacrificed the evil path of Heaven. The terrible breath gave an unparalleled brilliance in the four lanes.

This is the next.

The lamp was extinguished, and the fire was opened from the middle by the sinister blade of the heavens. The gods were scattered, and the **** of war did not escape. It was directly smashed by the savage blade of heaven, and the blood of the gods covered the sky.

"Do not want to live one!"

Ling Feng was so murderous that he was forbidden to fly into the remaining four. The savage blade of the Heavenly Road flew down here, and it took a slam dunk to smash the man who had the hand to the side.

He is crisp and neat!

He is terrible!

At this moment, the real devil is on the verge of death, and the twelfth of the list of gods is trembled, but at the moment they have no retreat. If the demon king is taken away, that is the real big trouble.

"laugh!"

The next moment, the old man succeeded, with a pair of sharp claws on his hands. In a hurry, he grabbed the flesh and blood on the shoulders of Ling Feng, bloody, very scary.

"Buddha!"

The wind is cold and cold.

He went straight forward, and the 18th palm of the squadron was shot. One palm was more embarrassing than the other, and the three martial arts were resisted. Then the gods were hit by the gods, and a skywheel shocked the world and flattened the endless gods.

"Crazed!"

That **** round broke into the chest of a Valkyrie, burned all of its internal organs, and smashed all the interest.

The fourth martial art is killed!

This is a **** fact, and it was also completely unthinkable in the twelfth of the previous list. The big demon is more fierce than the Zizhulin. It is like a lightning-free, fast-moving, unstoppable.

"Turn off the sky!"

Ling Feng lightly drunk, making the interception of the sky from the blood, directly tearing the space, appeared in front of a martial god, in one fell swoop.

That is the ethereal violent!

The interception of the sky was too embarrassing, so that the Valkyrie could not prevent it. There was no vigilance at all, and it was intercepted by the sky, and the eyebrows were more than awkward, and it was killed.

The fifth Valkyrie!

"go!"

The old man was ugly and scared.

Such a big demon is unstoppable. When the first cold **** was first, he was underestimated by the second. Now there are only two martial arts left. It is not the opponent of the big devil. If they persist, they are just being smashed, so they I want to take it away.

"Too late!"

Ling Feng killed, one step, the light shines, directly blocking one of the Valkyrie.

"Empty!"

Like a thunder and a thunder, a round of crescent moon flies out like a slashing sword, blending into the power of the Galaxy. It has been transformed by the power of the gods, and it has truly won this realm.

"Hey!"

The emptiness hit the Dantian of the Valkyrie, completely collapsed, and withered in the screams.

"The big devil is fierce, and you will get rid of the twelfth and six martial arts of my **** list. You will be sinned by the star map!"

The old man flew far away, and he screamed coldly.

This battle, let him fully realize the fighting power of the big devil, the third-level martial arts can explode the six-level martial arts, but with some minor injuries, they can get rid of all of them, this talent is amazing.

And if you let such a person grow up, it is simply a nightmare for others.

"It’s you who started first, and you who want to get rid of me, why are you asking for sin?"

Just as the old man was smug and felt that he could escape the Great Devil, a cold voice rang in front.

The big demon appeared.

He is standing on the dead branches, holding the heavenly path and killing, and struggling to kill.

"嗡"...

A flash of lightning flew, detached from life and death, smashed the shackles of the heavens, and annihilated the endless gods. The dying of the old man’s body flashed, but this did not hinder the momentum of the Valkyrie.

"Hey..."

In the process of flying, the old man's body was broken, the internal organs flowed out, and the whole person broke into two pieces. The spirits were all divided and there was no possibility of survival.

"God blood can't be wasted!"

He flew past and lifted the bodies of the seven martial arts, and bleed one by one until the blood of the seven martial gods dried up, and he regretted dropping the bones.

"Too little!"

He said with great defiance: "The seven talents have released 120 bowls of blood, which is indeed weak."

If the thirteenth and seven martial gods of the gods list are heard, it is estimated that the resurgence of the temper will come up, and they will be deceived too much. They have already been smashed, and they have to sneer at them. They are still aiming at their talents.

This is the grave dig to dig the grave!

Ling Feng took the weapon of the seven martial arts gods and the storage ring, and directly ritually opened it. This satisfied the nod and felt that the seven martial arts did not have "white death."

"Unfortunately, this is not the twelfth true martial genius of the gods."

Ling Feng Emei.

The cold **** is so shocking, it is only the fifteenth of the gods list, and this **** 12 is absolutely more terrible than the cold god, but not all of them are masters, are they too confident? Ling Feng always felt that the problem was not so simple.

After a while, he flew forward.

Only after flying for five hundred miles, I couldn’t help but stop, my face was dignified like water, my heart was horrified, and I felt the breath of death, only because he was in the wood hole in front, and he was aware of the extremely terrible momentum.

It is like a god, looking down on the people.

The world around the world is bowing, and the gods are smashed by this momentum.

"The last generation of the king!"

Ling Feng secretly took a cold breath, and the blood was cold and cold, as if he had been stared by an ancient beast.