"Wu Zu!"

Behind the old man of the purple shirt, the seventy-two wings shook, and the scorpion was deep and cold, and it was a middle age.

And, it seems that there is some grievance with middle age.

At the same time, the other twelve seventy-two wing powers of the Yuanhuang, the old gangster and the guardian of the heavens also looked at the past, and their eyes fell on the middle ages.

"This mad old guy finally jumped out, and my old man almost thought that he closed everything and forgot everything."

The old mixed road.

Obviously, the old confession recognizes this person.

The Emperor nodded in the middle of the middle of the year and appeared to be acquainted.

Lin Tian looked at the middle-aged person in front of him. He was called "Wu Zu" by the old man of the purple shirt. The person who had fallen into the wrong situation, it seems that he is also a high-ranking person with the old man of the purple shirt. It is the strongest in the universe.

"The first person in the Xuanhuang universe?!"

He couldn't help but move.

Next, the proud sword Tianzun is also looking at Wu Zu, it seems that I do not know, this is the first time I saw.

Bang!

At this moment, the light of the light shook, the old man of the purple shirt moved, and the seventy-two wings shook, sweeping out the sky to destroy the light.

"The mysterious yellow universe will disappear, you must go one step ahead!"

This person chills, this time temporarily abandoned Lin Tian and proud sword Tianzun, directly sacrificed the Great Holy Spirit to attack Wu Zu.

"You are leaving."

Wuzu opened, and Lin Tiandao, step by step, the great earthquake, the sacred sacred sacred sweep, the eruption of the scorpion.

Only when he came from the outside, the space that was blocked here has been solved. Lin Tian and the proud sword Tianzun can leave at this time.

boom!

The sacred energy collided, and the eight wild trembles, in a blink of an eye, a slamming sound, the old man of the purple shirt was shocked back dozens of steps.

"Good! Very good! Still so powerful!" The old man of the purple shirt was shaken back dozens of steps, the voice became more cold, and the external human body became more sultry: "However, the old man is stronger than the original!" Today, I am buried here!"

At the beginning, he was defeated once by Wu Zu, almost hatred, that is his only defeat, always remember.

The rumble, the blazing sacred sweep, became stronger and stronger.

In a flash, all things are trembled in this space.

The ruthless killing of the light, the mighty, pressed to the Wuzu.

The ancestors of Wuzu were cold and cold, and their expressions remained the same.

A simple punch, but a strong slut, all shattered all the life, and steadily fell on the chest of the old man.

"puff!"

The **** water splashed, and the old man in the purple shirt was crushed by the blast.

Wuzu stepped, killing and killing, not giving the old man of the purple shirt a little breathing time, hands moving together, holding the mountain seal, the sun and the moon, the ancient stamps and other ancient punches were successively played, each punch is a powerful monk It seems to be able to break down.

"Roar!"

The old man in the purple shirt snarls, like a beast, and reunites in the flesh.

"kill!"

He scorned, and confronted him again after so many years. In an instant, he was crushed once by Wu Zu, making his scorpion even more chilly, angry and more savage, and the atmosphere became more terrible.

Wuzu has no extra words, stepping out in one step, and swinging from time to time, all kinds of ancient punches are emerging endlessly.

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

Through the day, the eagle print, the dragon paw print, the fairy phoenix seal, the Xuanwu seal, the Xiaohu seal, the ancient fist print constantly jumped out from the hands of Wuzu, it seems very simple, but the combination is mixed The boxing is a mysterious and unpredictable, and the boxing is horrible and horrible. It seems that everything can be destroyed in the world, and the old man in the purple shirt is shaken again and again.

Such a scene made Lin Tian move, and Wu Zu’s boxing at this time made him shocked and terrible.

That boxing seems to be able to smash everything!

He looked at Wu Zu to sacrifice this boxing technique. At this time, he felt that his reincarnation boxing could continue to be polished.

For a time, he couldn't help but watch Wu Zu in a blink of an eye, carefully watching and comprehending.

In his eyes, it is entirely the change of Wuzu's fist. With careful observation and comprehension, the body's breath is constantly changing. Although there is no boxing, it is also a very good punch that spreads out and grows stronger. .

"I @#¥..." The old gangster and the emperor and the blond old man and others played against each other. Naturally, they saw this scene and couldn’t help but turn their eyes: "When is it now? Escape first! Escape! A fart!"

At this time, he naturally saw that Lin Tian was attracted by Wu Zu’s boxing technique, which was tempered by Wu Zu’s technique.

However, the current situation is not a good time for Wushu. Seeing Lin Tian actually at this time, it is very speechless.

The proud sword Tianzun is next to Lin Tian. Naturally, I saw this point. I moved it and paused. I said to myself: "If the second brother is here, it is estimated that it will be the same."

He is the sixth disciple of the king, and Chaos Tianzun is the second disciple of the king. At this time, watching Lin Tian, ​​he found that Lin Tian also likes the fist. Like the Chaos Tianzun, there is an amazing in this fist. talent.

"boom!"

The boxing is raging and the ten parties are moving.

Wu Zu vs. the old man in the purple shirt, this time naturally noticed the state of Lin Tian.

At the moment, the punches he exudes become more perpetual, and the whole world is shaken by the punches that he exudes, and the endless creatures are shocked.

Following the holding of the mountains, the printing of the sun, the printing of the sun, the printing of the sun, the printing of the sun, the eagle print, the dragon paw print, the fairy phoenix, the Xuanwu seal and the Xiaohu seal, more ancient seals were drawn from their hands. All kinds of punches work together, more mysterious and unpredictable, and the punches that are emitted are even more compelling.

Compared with the previous boxing, this time's boxing power, there is a qualitative change, it seems to be broken.

Under this boxing, the old man's face changed and he was repulsed again and again.

"Damn!"

The man was low-pitched and slammed, and his life showed the order.

Because, at this time, the Wuzu’s fist is too horrible, and the general strength is really difficult to resist.

Wuzu's nephew is indifferent, his hands are wide open, and all kinds of punches are more mysterious. The boxing is once again skyrocketing.

The order of the old man of the purple shirt was also suppressed by the students.

"This old guy, actually..."

In the distance, the old mix is ​​a bit strange.

"He seems to be very optimistic about him."

Yuan Huangdao.

At this time, the two men were waiting for the blond old man to wait for twelve people, and the two to twelve were in the absolute lower position, but they were barely restrained. When they saw the movements of Wuzu, they all looked out. Wuzu was paying attention. In the state of Lin Tian, ​​this moment means Lin Tian’s boxing.

Lin Tian naturally sees this, while grateful at the same time, more focused to understand the ancient punches that Wu Zu at this moment.

Then, with the observation and enlightenment of Wuzu's boxing, as time goes by, gradually, the punching power that he exudes becomes more powerful, more honest, more condensed, and even repaired into a realm. It is also impossible to improve with slowness.