Battling Records of the Chosen One

The scene was dead and the atmosphere was depressed.

Every Jinwu strong man's face is covered with haze, or anger, or shock, or embarrassment, and so on.

In the first match, Wu Henghai, who was named "the first great butcher in eight hundred years," died and was wiped out by one finger.

In this second match, Wu Hengzhen, who was regarded as the strongest peak of Jinwu, was also dead, and died in a peculiar thunderstorm.

This is like a heavy blow again and again, so that all people, including Wuzhentian, are bleeding and anger.

How can this be?

An absolutely true holy, I thought that sending a big sacred character, killing it is also easy, who is expected to be accidentally!

At this time, Lin Xun stood by the emptiness, and the shadow of the figure only belongs to the unique fluctuation of the great sacred place.

From the outside, it is hard to imagine that there will be a peerless robbery in his body!

This is enough to make any monk jealous.

"I thought this kind of battle was unfair. I thought about it. In the end, it’s actually that Lin Xun’s repeated battles have won many battles. It’s really uncomfortable."

Lieutenant, with rhetoric in the words of Jin Wu.

At first, Wu Hengtian was jealous of the forces behind them, and shamelessly proposed this way of fighting.

In the end, isn't Lin Xun continuously killing two old monsters?

It should be noted that the great sacred place is not a Chinese cabbage, especially the powerful role of Wu Henghai and Wu Hengzhen. It is in the ancient wilderness and has a powerful deterrent.

But now, all are dead in the hands of Lin Xun, this is the case for Jin Wu Yi, if the stealing of the chicken does not eclipse the rice, the blow is heavy!

It is said that if they dance, 祢衡真, 叶摩诃 they can't help laughing.

"Old guy, the third game."

At this time, Lin searched for the indifferent voice, broke the silence in the field, and made Wu Hengtian's face change for a while.

Wu Hengzheng, which is full of sacred ceremonies, is not his opponent. Is it true that you have to ask for the old antiques of the saints?

"No, this old thing is not going to ask the saint king to shoot?"

Daddy, the old twilight turned out.

Almost at the same time, everyone else looked slightly different and guessed this possibility.

If so, the trouble will be big!

What is the saint king?

The palm of the "field of the road", condensed "law enchantment", is the king of the Holy, above the public!

The great sacred place, in front of the saint king, is not enough to see, the gap is too big, like a cloud of mud.

Everyone knows that the death of Wu Hengzheng means that in the Great Holy Land, it is almost impossible for anyone to be an opponent of Lin Xun.

In order to win in the third match, there is only one way to choose from.

Please come out of the saint king!

If this is the case, Lin Xun has already set foot on the sacred sacred sacred, even though there is a peerless robbery in the body, it is impossible to confront a saint who controls the "road of the Tao".

This is the common sense of the world.

Sure enough, the next moment I saw Wu Hengtian slamming my teeth, one word and one word: "Come, come to Wuzhangzi ancestors!"

When the voice just fell, there was a long sigh in the field: "This seat has come, but it is, after all, it is a late step, and it has not saved the transverse earthquake..."

An old man who has to be like a snow, with a thin figure and a deep eyelid, quietly emerges out of thin air.

He wore a black robe, and it looked like an old-fashioned dragon bell, but when it appeared, there was a kind of power that dominated the world.

It is like a king who is in charge of the day and the moon!

"I have seen my ancestors!"

All the Jinwu strongmen, including Wu Hengtian, all bowed and bowed, and looked calm.

Wu Yazi, this is one of the pillars of the Tang Valley in the sunset, a saint king who has lived for many years!

In the case that the world's emperors are stationed in the frontline battlefield, the existence of the saint's king is already the strongest in the ancient wilderness.

If an ancient Taoist system has such a strong person sitting in the town, it is not afraid to be threatened by any other force!

The old man and the Aru are all sinking in the heart, and the worst things will inevitably happen after all.

A saint king is enough to overlook any holy place!

On the day of the scorpion, Lin Xing looked more and more secluded.

He had already expected this to happen, but he did not panic, and when he was in the Great Wall, he saw more people in the quasi-empire.

As for the saint king, it is not uncommon.

However, I have seen it before, and if it is really hands-on, Lin Xun feels extremely difficult and extremely stressful.

He has just become a great sacred place, the realm has not been completely stabilized, and the control of this power has not really been integrated.

The only thing that can be relied on is perhaps a peerless robbery in the body.

For the saints, this is only for the robbery of the great sacred world, and it is doomed to be less deterrent.

"This farce, it's over."

Wu Yazi sighed softly, and the figure suddenly appeared above the sky, such as the Holy King.

The heavens and the earth suddenly became dead and incomparable, and an invisible power was also filled with openness.

Everyone in the field has only one feeling -

The king is on the horizon!

Some of the weak Jinwu strongmen have squatted and bowed their heads.

This is the power of the saint king!

Not to mention that in the eyes of the secular people, in the eyes of the lower five monks and the kings of life and death, the saints and the legendary "God" are no different.

For the old man, Aru, and the second lieutenant, the power of Wu Yazi is equally terrifying, and their bodies are stiff and creepy.

This is the absolute oppression of the realm of practice!

At this time, Lin Xun did not hesitate to attack in the first time.

A big vision appeared, and suddenly there was a thunderous catastrophe. The secret rushed out like a nine-day galaxy.

Rumble!

The thunder robbery and the destruction of the atmosphere is amazing.

Wu Yazi looked lonely and stood still in the movement, but there was a golden field of magical flames that suddenly spread out.

The feeling of giving people is like opening a small world made by the golden **** flame in this world, which contains the mystery of the highest space.

The realm of the Tao!

This is the avenue of the sage to control the world!

In the twinkling of an eye, endless thunder robbery was imprisoned, trapped in the realm of the golden flames of the road, and immediately collapsed and disappeared.

Wuyazi looks indifferent, and the figure does not move from beginning to end, but it is really dominated by the supreme, unable to shake, desperate.

Lin Xun’s black scorpion suddenly condensed and finally realized that the power of the sage’s kingdom was beyond what he could understand. It’s not that he can shake himself.

"it is good!"

Wu Hengtian and other gold-wool ones are excited and excited.

The old man and the Aru are chilling, the Wuzhang is too strong, and the power of the field is too horrible!

"Young people, is this the means?"

Wu Yazi whispered with a hint of disdain.

At the same time, Lin Xun suddenly smiled coldly, and there was an innocent spiritual bow in the palm of his hand. The bow body consisting of a white bone was rough and rough, and a string of scarlet red blood soaked was suddenly full of Bella.

Hey!

The wind and thunder stirred up, and the fierce atmosphere of horror and sorrow spread from the bow, reflecting the horrific vision of the big day, the golden scorpion, the gods and mourning.

Near the void, they are sinking and sinking at this time!

The dark and dumb blue arrow of the paint, I do not know when it has been placed on the innocent spirit bow, the arrow front exudes a chilly luster.

Innocent spirit bow!

Blue Arrow!

At a moment, Wu's eyelids jerked, and they could not remain calm and their faces changed.

As a tribe of Jinwu, he may not recognize the innocent spirit?

The owner of this bow, but the death of the Emperor Wuwu, this archery spirit has still been suppressed in the sunset Tang Valley.

The Blue Arrow is one of the "Nine Great Arrows" of the ancient Dalai tribe. In the past years, it has killed thousands of Jinwu strong people!

"dead!"

Wu Yazi was angry.

boom!

He took a step and the world was turbulent.

The spread of the atmosphere of the field of the Tao has evolved into a golden world of sacred flames, and the forests in the distance are covered.

If trapped, Lin Xun is destined to be slaughtered!

Because in the field of Tao, the saint king is the supreme master, killing and killing.

collapse!

At the same time, Lin Xun shot an arrow.

An arrow, but it seems to be able to run through the ages, breaking all the shackles, the fierce and unparalleled edge, so that the heavens and the earth are ringing the scream of tearing the eardrum.

It was too sharp, overbearing, fierce, and blinking at once, it would tear the golden flame field apart, and it would be unstoppable.

boom!

Wu Yazi was caught off guard, and was actually pierced by an arrow, blood and water splashed, the shoulder bones exploded, and the body was shaken backwards.

Silence in the field, everyone is dumbfounded.

This is just beginning to confront. As a sage king, Wu Yazi was injured by an arrow?

"This is not your strength!"

Above the void, Wu Yazi’s face is blue and green, and he seems to realize what.

Lin looked cold and cold, and did not hesitate to bend again.

collapse!

Mo is far from the arrow, the fierce gas is more prosperous, the world is chaotic, and the sound of the wind and thunder is like the magic of the gods.

Wu Yazi made a big drink, and the field of the Tao emerged, but it was just like a paper-like breakdown.

His face changed a lot, and a sly **** appeared in front of him.

boom!

The next moment, this pair of armor, made from the flames of the gods, was smashed and smashed into pieces and splashed.

Wu Yazi violently coughed up blood, and his old face was white. Although he blocked the arrow, he was still injured.

"It turned out to be your obstacle!"

The cliffs of the Uylang are smashing and screaming.

A young man who has just become a great saint, even if he has an innocent spiritual bow and a blue arrow, can not hurt himself.

Unless someone is helping him in the dark!

And Wu Yazi, for a moment, thought of a person, the one who was suppressed under the Fusang tree under the innocent years!

In the field, they were all moved by this shock.

Laojiao, Alu, Shaolu, and Yi Heng are all face to face. They have long guessed that Lin Xun since he dared to come to Tanggu Valley, it must be prepared.

However, when I really saw such a scene, I still couldn’t help but be amazed.

This third matchup, the sage Wang Wuyazi has been shot, how terrible, but a confrontation, even suffered a setback, this is undoubtedly too incredible.

When I heard the words of Wu Yazi, Wu Hengtian and other people like Jin Wuqiang also realized what they were, and they couldn’t help but change their faces.

Damn it!

Was the scorpion animal out of trouble?

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(Second later ~)