Forced Chivalry

The magic is rolling, like the tide of black rushing here, not really coming, there is a demon whistle inside, world-shaking, like tearing into the mind.

Many people were shocked by the sound of the whistling sound, squeaking, and the soul was shaking.

A group of seven-order Dacheng’s celestial strongmen screamed and rushed toward the magic cloud, and at the same time took a shot.

Bang!

Shaking in the sky, the sky is full of air, the energy is surging, like turning into an endless big wave, rushing toward the magic cloud.

But in the magic cloud, a direct burst of ink waves, like the black tide, went to the infuriating air of everyone.

boom!

Space trembles, black lightning flutters around.

The terrifying magic is invincible, and on the spot, the powerful blows of the crowd will be broken.

A group of seven-order Dacheng’s fairy kingdom complex changed, loudly shouted, and immediately flew backwards.

Terrifying’s magic gas stunned their attacks and was still blasting toward their bodies.

“impudent !”

The Emperor’s Son sighed, his body was like a teleport, and he was moving to the extreme. He appeared in the back of the crowd, a large sleeve, and a group of terrifying golden waves burst out and instantly slammed into the group. gas.

Dong!

The terrifying attacks of the two collided together, the sound roared, and the ruin of the smashed.

The black magic that was sprayed out by Zhang Yuan was finally shaken.

The golden wave of the Emperor’s Son also collapsed at the same time.

A chaotic wave of terrifying is brewing between heaven and earth.

The black cloud of black stopped in the air, the vastness, constantly tumbling, the sky above half of the ancient city is a black, a strand of death, cold breath from the magic cloud.

Everyone in the city was shocked.

They were the first time so close to see this group of magic clouds!

This is their Senior in Nine Provinces?

Xiang Batian, Ye Lingbo, Li Xuan, Ning Zetong and others on the ground raised their heads, revealing the excitement of the words.

Nine Provinces is not without a master.

Only these masters rarely mobilize.

Now this Senior is the most popular person in these days.

“Who are you? These two days are sneaking, killing me in the fairy world, sinful, swearing, what is a demon soul? Let your real body come out!”

The Emperor’s Son was indifferent, staring at the terrifying magic cloud, and shouted.

“I am killing you, the celestial beings are sinful and sinful? Then what do you guys in the celestial world kill me? What about the Nine Provinces? The people of the celestial world, if they help the Nine Provinces, I will naturally not take it, but I am happy. Butcher, even if I don’t shoot, someone will kill you.”

There is a terrifying voice in the magic cloud.

“Jokes, I have many Holy Lands in the fairy world, the inheritance of the ancient times, the giants are out, the gods and the kings, what is Nine Provinces? Even if there are masters, but the rotten generation, the bones of the dead, you want to extinct us? Nine The provinces of the Provinces are always home to the Germans. The Great Han can get the mountains from the hands of Daqin. Why can’t I get the mountains from the hands of the people in the world, and I will be able to get rid of the bones in the hands of the people. In the future, the ordinary people will only be tired, and now they will be cleared early. Suffering from the future!”

The emperor’s son is indifferent and self-sufficient.

“A good one to clear early, to avoid the pain of the future, I am guarding the world, want to move Nine Provinces, first asked me!”

There was a loud voice in the magic cloud, and suddenly it rushed away, with a rolling terrifying breath, and rushed to the Emperor’s Son.

The Emperor’s Son screamed and burst into a dazzling golden-yellow rays of light, which was even more splendid than the sun, and thousands of pores were shining.

His body gave a half of the sky to the picture.

At this moment, the scene in the sky is terrifying.

Half of the magic is raging, dark, half radiant, golden and glaring.

It is like a yin and yang two heavens.

Life and death sniper, vow not compatible!

Hong long!

The Emperor’s Son beats the boxing, and the golden light bursts out. Like the terrifying golden river, the bombardment of the magic is gone, the sky is shaking, and the sun and the moon are shaking.

The terrifying konjac came from the magic cloud, and the breath was chaotic. Two scarlet glare shot the ruination and greeted the golden light.

The two groups of energy collide, the sky is cracking, like rags, and there are many holes.

“Show your true body, rely on the devil, you are not my opponent, let me see where you are holy!”

The Emperor’s Son was screaming.

Bang!

The magic is raging, the sky is whistling, and the flying sand running stone, like the black tide, continues to surge toward the Emperor.

The Emperor’s Son was drunk, in the magic cloud, like a King of the World War, thousands of pores rushed out of a path of terrifying golden sword qi, wearing a magic sword hole in all directions.

Sword qi is raining, densely packed, and awkward.

Every golden sword qi contains the power of terrifying. It seems to have the effect of purifying the magic gas. It collides with these magical spirits and makes a chi chi squeaking sound. Many magical spirits begin to collapse.

But the demon soul is unaffected, still in the demon whistling, the sound is wearing a cloud-cleaved stone, terrifying, the sky is shaking, and countless ordinary people are white underneath, covering their ears and shuddering.

As the demon screams, more magical spirits are born, turbulent, boundless, and the body of the emperor’s sacred body is swaying away from the body.

The golden sword qi that broke out in the emperor’s son began to be swallowed up, and a wave of sword qi entered the black magic, as if it entered the invisible black hole.

The power in the magic cloud is beyond imagination.

At this moment, the demon soul shouts, the sky is tumbling, and the daylight is dim.

All Guanghua seems to be coming to the magic cloud.

The entire ancient city was rapidly dimmed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The bloody saints and the True Martial Sons who are fighting each other are all changed their eyes. They are aware of the intrusion of cold power. After bombarding them with each other, they quickly separated and landed in the distance, looking toward the air. Magic.

The magical spirit is like a supreme true demon to recover, and the atmosphere of the world can be clearly perceived.

The two saints and the seven seventh-order powerhouses are somewhat unbelievable.

The Emperor’s Son in the magical package also felt a huge pressure coming, and the rich and tumultuous magic seemed to contain the power of terrifying, trying to imprison him.

His body suddenly became extremely heavy, like being trapped by a terrifying shackle.

He screamed loudly, insanely madly running, and his hair was constantly shining.

“Huang Tian has no way!”

Bang!

Breathless, world-shaking.

His body is like a burning, rushing out of the blazing flame, world-shaking, his body is like the incomparable terrifying power, shaking in the magic wrap.

This piece of heaven and earth is shaking.

He seems to be incarnate for a supreme god, Xiaguang glaring, and bombarded the black head in the magic cloud.

The black head snarls and carries the rolling magical force against the golden god.

Dong! dong! dong!

Every time the impact is roaring, world-shaking.

Thunder and lightning in the sky, energy chaos like the sea, sweeping toward all around.

The black head of the skull emits a terrifying light. It really seems to be resurrected. There is a breathtaking force that fluctuates in the hair, screaming and screaming. After another impact, the golden magic is finally completely covered in the magical spirit. Below.

All the magic has become very heavy, like countless black hands, firmly hold the golden god.

The silhouette of the golden priest reveals the silhouette of the emperor.

He was bent down and waisted, and his back was like a huge palm that crushed him.

He screamed loudly and danced with his head, and he was so angry that he wanted to shake the magic and break through.

But it didn’t work at all. The rolling magical spirit was constantly pressing down. While pressing and engulfing his instinct and vitality, he could clearly feel the passing of vitality and power.

“Roar…”

After the black head screamed again, it finally swallowed down the body of the Emperor.

Bang!

The sky was completely dark, and the struggles and amnesties of the Emperor’s Son disappeared.

The air rolling in the air, the world-shaking, the mighty, the ruination everywhere.

Merit Value +450

The black head was once again revealed, floating above the billowing black air, twilight scarlet, watching the people here.

Blood Moon Son, True Martial Son, and a group of seven-order masters are all complexion changed.

They can’t believe it.

Has the Emperor’s Son been swallowed up?

How can this be?

The Emperor’s Son is the king of the quasi-god king, practicing the best martial arts [Huang Tian has no Tao Gong], in the same rank, it is difficult to have a counterbalance, almost invincible!

How can it be swallowed up?

After Zhang Yuan swallowed the Emperor’s Son, the body of the fairy world could not help but frown.

He tried his best to kill a saint-level powerhouse, and the result was 450 Merit Value.

This is not as good as killing those seven-level masters.

The seventh-order master has a Merit Value of a single individual, but if there are many people who kill, Merit Value will have one or two thousand.

And it doesn’t have to be so laborious at all.

Of course, he also knows what it means to kill a saint.

The fall of the Sons will be a major blow to the forces of the Immortals, and it will be a great incentive for Nine Provinces to inspire.

Therefore, the Son still wants to kill.

But then he is ready to clear the remaining seventh-order masters, and then go to the bloody son and True Martial.

None of these people wants to let go.

Bang!

When the thoughts started, he said nothing, rolled up the magic of the sky, and rushed straight toward the group of seventh-order masters.

The group of seventh-order masters immediately turned and flew back.

The bloody saint, True Martial, gave a sigh of relief and shot all the way to the magical bombardment.

The fall of the emperor’s son, let them feel a huge crisis, do not want to fight alone, join hands to bombard, without reservation, to the devil to kill.

However, Zhang Yuan simply ignored them, let them kill them, and they couldn’t break up, screamed, and whizzed past, and immediately shrouded the group of seventh-order masters.