The Advent of the Infinite King

I know the knack of war skies, no scruples now, god knows the little guy, swinging his fists to the day of war, opening and closing, blurring the god of war skies a lot.

The battle sky roared, blocking me, still with one hand, this time I saw it clearly, behind the battle sky, one hand was holding the French seal.

Can temporarily improve his divine attack ability, make me frown, can't take the days of war for a while.

"See how long you can last."

Chapter 467: Master

I got out of trouble and covered the ancient sword with my hand, but there was no sign of slack on his face.From the hilt of that ancient sword, a small vessel in my hair was born, and connected to his arm.

Let his arm touch a ghost hand and continue to stretch upwards. I suddenly feel blood all over my body and want to destroy everything in front of me.

Jiaolong saw my transformation, because the ghost hand I turned into was twice the size of a normal human arm, it was scary, weird, and it was blood red.

"Blood Hands"

Liu Feng suddenly felt this hand, a very familiar feeling, Zou Changqing thought of Liu Changqing, blood flowed into Xiuluo, that arm looked like his own situation, but his own arm looked, not so long, more ferocious up.

Ready

In this extremely hidden cave, a pair of ironwood coffins were placed in the middle.

The iron wooden coffin is located underground, and it is carved with extremely complicated array patterns, which cannot be carved by ordinary array warlocks, but it does not look complicated, but some lines do not like and make sense, how can such a formation method work?

The pattern in the array is very particular, a wrong one cannot, it will affect the whole array, and even disintegrate a large array, but the legal array seems to be just a simple array of elements, not the direction of the pattern, the description is different.

If I were here, according to his instructions, to the formation, plus the pair of iron-wood coffins, I would be afraid, the iron-wood coffins are strange, this formation is a blood bank, which can swallow blood from a hundred miles away.

Looking at the lines, the swallowed blood must have flowed into the ironwood coffin.Nine-tailed Tianhu sat cross-legged on an iron-wooden coffin, surrounded by three long-toothed zombies, kneeling on the ground, I don't know if it was the kneeling wooden coffin or the kneeling nine-tailed Tianhu.

"Tianhu, is everything ready?" A cold voice came from inside the iron coffin, as if it was squeezed in the throat.

Nine-tailed Tianhu wagged its tail, jumped down from the iron-wooden coffin, lowered its head and said to the iron-wooden coffin, "Master, everything is ready."

"You can rest assured that these three bodies will be responsible for your safety." The iron and wooden coffin was bright and smiling, and there were three black lights inside, which did not enter the bodies of the three main bodies.

I retreated at great speed, ignoring the dragon's attack.The situation in his hand was worse than the dragon's attack, but his arm became a blood generation, and the rest of his mind was killing.

And those thin lines are still constantly infecting his body, turning him into a pair of Shura. I use this sense of autonomy to suppress these lines, absolutely not allowing this to continue.

"town"

I drank a cup, and a ring of the gods did not enter his arm, forming the pattern of a seal, blocking the infection of the thread, sobering his head, and a sharp pain developed in his infected arm.

His blood passed through that arm line and went to the ancient sword, I lost my color, the infection of the black line had stopped temporarily, but the blood loss could not be stopped.

"rest"

I dare not hesitate, so that my blood will be sucked dry, slapped side by side, the broken arm he can regenerate, the arm is empty.

The bright red arm, dropped everything to the ground with the ancient sword, the blood was absorbed immediately, and then quickly fell to the ground, allowing him to breathe the air conditioner.

If he slowed down half a step, the result would be the same as this palm, turning into a body, but why did this ancient sword change, he was afraid.

Chapter 468: Won't Go Better

To become an elite disciple of Hong Wuzong, there is no cumbersome process, but a change of clothes, unlike inner disciples, this clothes is actually a defensive spiritual weapon, and it is also an extra jade card waist card, There is a dragon hanging on it, hovering on the word "Wu", lifelike.

The three figures flew all the way to the palace.

The ghost did not save one side of the matter simply said something, let me guess a rough one, and then face the gloomy, do not know why, these hidden family born to attack him.

"What is the Holy Emperor's decision?" I asked.

The ghost did not take a deep breath, and said slowly: "Kill an example."

I do not speak.If it was Bailan alone, he could kill it alone, but because there are some families behind him, it is difficult for the ghost emperor to ask Hong Wuzong for help.

"Well, why did you come back so soon? These two people are back." The emperor looked at the ghost, and did not save a wolf, and a strange person was beside him.Then I feel my breath and my eyes light up: "Me."

"Holy Emperor, long time no see."

The holy emperor was too scared to speak.In over a decade, I have not seen that I am a strong person on the four boundaries of my spiritual foundation. "Why have you become so strong?"

I explained that the things in the dawdling made the holy emperor understand that the original secret time of Hong Wuzong was different from the outside world.

However, in a short period of time, breaking through from the spiritual foundation to the four realms of the spiritual base is enough to make people amazing.

"This is my good friend, just like the wind." I pointed to Mo Rufeng and said, "Why is your friend a wolf, with this way of walking?"

This time, Mo Rufeng said before him: "I am a sunny person, even if I become a wolf, I am not an ordinary wolf."

Let the emperor and the ghost sweat coldly, I have long been used to Mo Rufeng's shamelessness, and I am basically immune.

"Holy Emperor, maybe we don't need to ask Hong Wuzong for help. I'm with his friends." If the ghost doesn't speak, he really doesn't want to ask Hong Wuzong for help.

Hong Wuguo and Hong Wuzong are two very strange existences. They have neither relationship nor connection. If they ask Hong Wuzong for help this time, then Hong Wuzong will inevitably become a disguised subsidiary of Hong Wuzong. .

When the emperor spoke, he didn't want to ask Hong Wuzong for help.He knew very well that once he called for help, even if Bai Lan was destroyed, he would not go any better.

"Holy Emperor, we are not sure if there is any hidden family support behind Bai Lan. If he asks for help in the twilight, will there be a little bit?" I opened my mouth, feeling a little fluke in my heart.

The emperor sighed, and a message came from his hand: "It has been confirmed."

I took over the news, my eyes narrowed, not the gods, nor the Jade God, but the Kunkun people, they were once used by the Holy Emperor to kill a Kunkun tribe in the palace in the middle of the palace.This is not the spirit of the gods, nor Yu, but also Kuns, they were once used by the emperor to kill a spiritual foundation of the palace.

"I, your hand" the emperor looked at my ghost hand and said in surprise.