Martial God Conqueror

The guns were as electric, glaring, and pierced the void, and plunged directly into the eyebrows of the huge Witch God, bursting with radiance.

"Oh la la..."

In an instant, the body of the huge Witch God fell apart.

A long gun with a shackle emerges like a rolling magma, and the ancient runes are filled with ancient pressure.

That terrible momentum, to the real level of the holy device, it is a sacrament!

The body of the huge Witch God was broken, and the solitary singer fluttered in the sky, and the hot scorpion slid coldly and sneered.

But for a moment, the solitary burnt color changed, and the eyes of the eyes suddenly tightened.

"boom!"

Everything was too fast. At the same time, there were fists rushing out of the void, erupting embarrassing runes, and the power of ancient witches and gods surged, sweeping the eight sides, and the heavy impact on the back of the solitary.

"clang!"

Such bombardment, the ancient flaming armor on the back of the solitary sky, also the Jin Ge turbulence, the magma violently shot, the body suddenly slammed forward, and the mouth overflowed with blood.

"Hey..."

However, the offensive did not stagnate, Du Shaozhen’s figure emerged, and the fists were like heavy rains, and successive punches swept through the storm, and they successively fell on the back of the solitary.

"Hey..."

The body of the solitary singer was instantly shaken, and the sigh of the mouth spurred the blood of the sage of the red.

"Red Sky Gun!"

At the moment when the body slammed forward, the solitary singer screamed and splattered, and the blood splattered. The sacred sacred gun was once again swept away by Du Shaoqi as a thunder, and the glowing light cut open the void.

"Holy!"

Du Shaozhen's eyes are bright, the fingerprints are condensed, and the void in front of him is suddenly distorted, and he wants to ban the sacristy.

"give it to me!"

But at this moment, the voice of Yelu Han came out, and the smoldering smoldering turned into several beams of light, such as the dark red chain of the scorpion, and the sacred sacred gun was entangled in the moment, and the scorpion sea spirit was still burning. The soul of the sky is entangled.

"it is good."

Du Shaozhen suddenly stared at the solitary and burned the sky, showing a smile.

He was burned in the cold and indifferent, he has been created, not light, but still arrogant, the militant gas is more prosperous, and the figure goes straight to Du Shaozhen.

"boom!"

The flames of the whole body burned and burned, and the ancient flaming armor of the solitary smoldering body glowed like a sizzling magma, but it was seen that the place on the back that had just been bombarded by Du Shaoyan was dim and had cracks.

"war!"

There is no choice in the solitary burning, the soul and the saints are entangled by Yelu Han, want to retreat, difficult to smother and smother Du Shaoqi, surrounded by the void, the peaks like a volcanic eruption, six rounds of the ring The power of supreme carries the world and the earth, and the light is like a beast.

"come on!"

Du Shaoqiu can not ask for it, a loud drink, the power of the whole body of the gods and gods to send out the sound of the demon, the deafening ear, let the gods shake the millet, a fist directly rushed to the chest of the solitary.

"boom!"

This time, I was no longer dodging, and I swept through a cruel and evil smile in my eyes.

Under such circumstances, there is still a scorpio, and it is even more unfavorable for him to continue to procrastinate. He is self-sustaining and has a strong armor, and he must directly resist Du Shaoqi’s punch.

Du Shaoqi’s punch fell directly on the chest of the solitary.

At the same time, the solitary singer and the smoldering hot air fell on Du Shaozhen’s chest and made a roar.

One punch for a punch, this is the choice of solitary burning.

Already at risk, he needs to choose, he needs perseverance, otherwise it is difficult to turn the tide.

A fist fell on Du Shaoxuan's chest, and he was so angry that he had confidence in his body armor. Just the former had several punches in his junior generation, and he also helped the body armor.

At this moment, a punch on the chest, although the solitary celestial body smashed inside the blood, the internal organs were also severely shaken, and the blood spilled again in the mouth, but it also withstood the body armor.

But just for a moment, the look of the sinful laughter of the solitary singer was stiff. He felt that the other's flesh did not seem to have much reaction. Instead, his fist really broke the general pain.

"not good!"

At the same time, the heart of the solitary singer has a chilly rise, and the hair is upright. From the depths of the former, there is a burst of light, which makes his gods tremble.

The speed is very fast, and they are all between the electric and the flint. As the fist of the solitary singer falls on the chest of Du Shaoyan, his volcanic eyes suddenly become sluggish.

"Hey...!"

At the same time, Du Shaoqi just fell in the fist of the solitary chest of the solitary, and once again heard the sound of a series of thunderous thunder, a series of thirteen rings, like thirteen thunder and thunder.

This is Du's wave boxing, which was improved by Du Shaoxuan's comprehensible tyrants. At this moment, it is driven by the power of the Witch God. It contains the darkness of the wave boxing, a series of 13 waves and a wave of superposition. It fell on the chest of the solitary.

"Hey..."

Such powers poured in, and the body armor of the solitary chest was directly cracked in its sluggish moment, and the surrounding space was crushed by impact.

"Hey..."

The sluggishness of the solitary singer was only a momentary, but when it came back a little, the face was solidified, and the eyes were full of shocking colors, and the blood in the mouth spurted out.

At this moment, only the solitary singer is clear about himself. At this moment, the internal organs of his body are almost shattered. This kind of injury is too serious.

"Forbidden!"

The solitary burned the sky, the soul of the soul and the holy instrument and the body are complementary. At this moment, they were also affected by the giants, and they were immediately imprisoned by Yelu Han.

"carry on!"

Du Shaoqi did not stagnate, the power of the Witch God surging, and the violent offensive continued.

The solitary burning of the sky was like a mountain, and it was difficult to recover. It was completely crushed by Du Shaozhen, and it was retreating in the void, and the armor was dull and cracked.

"Hey!"

Yelu Han has never been a soft-hearted person. Such an opportunity can not be missed. After taking the opportunity to burn the body, the number of scorpions attacked and slammed down, letting the solitary spurting the blood again.

"Fire clouds, but so!"

Du Shaozhen drank, the power of the Witch God broke out, concealing the sky and concealing the sun, and colliding with the singer of the Canggu in the Cangwu, and directly attacked the body of the solitary sky and shattered the mountain.

"Booming!"

The landslide is cracking and the mountains are pouring!

However, Du Shaoqi did not stop here, the purple hair stirred, the gods were deterrent, the body swooped down, and the strong shackles, a palm print directly landed on the peak of the fall of the solitary.

"Booming..."

The ground moved to the mountain, and the mountain peak suddenly exploded from the foot of the mountain road.

Even all the peaks within a thousand feet of the mountain are pouring and falling in the rock of the rumbling mountain, and the life is shattered into powder.

For a time, flying around the sand, turned into a large arc-shaped deep pit, flying sand and stone, dusty days, cracks crack like an abyss.

Such a palm is terrible, and the field is also enough to be crushed.

In the deep pit, the central part of the body, the solitary body of the wolf is lying in the place, the old flame armor on the body is already divided, the hair is messy, the blood is streaked, and the complexion is pale and gray.冇

Du Shaoqi fell into the deep pit and lifted the body of the solitary body.

The broken ancient flame armor on the solitary sacred body also disappeared into the surface of the body, revealing the red shirt of the broken scorpion, with blood stains.

With the solitary burning of the heavens being imprisoned, the soul of the soul was red and the brilliance of the brilliance was broken in the void.

The sacred instrument has a spirit, but it is also greatly reduced in power. It is completely imprisoned by Yelu Han.

"You lost!"

Du Shaozhen looked at his hands and raised the ones that were thrown aside.

"The two have teamed up to figure out what the skill is, haha, have the ability to fight alone!"

The solitary burning of the sky was imprisoned, but there was no banned voice, and sneer looked at Du Shaoqi, and the blood on his lips was cruel.

"I like people to bully more people, and they are more tired than singles."

Du Shaoqi was temperate and straightforward, and he simply ignored the assassination of the solitary singer. He said, "Give you the last chance, and we will form an alliance with us or die?"

"There is a skill to kill me, to form an alliance with you, to dream!"

It’s very arrogant to burn the sky, but if it’s not right, if you just bow your head, then he’s not the fire cloud evil spirits.

"You are the most nirvana, the **** of fire, I give you face, how do you give me a face, do you really think that I dare not kill you, my patience is not too good." Du Shaoyu looked at the solitary Day, very serious, it is very dull.

"There is a skill to kill me!" Du Gutiantian answered Du Shaoxuan such a sentence.

"Hey……"

Yelly sighed and watched the shackled wolf singer, and there was not much happiness in his heart. Instead, he had a bit of distress. I can't help but think of the time when I was in the space of the gods. I was in front of the devil, Du Shaozhen, and the situation of being solitary at the moment. At that time, I seemed to be even worse.

"boom!"

But immediately, Yelu Han didn't think so, because Du Shaoqi's fist had already fallen on the body of the solitary, and the fist fell, and the solitary burned the skin, and the meat was exposed to the blood hole.

"Hey!"

Then, Yelu Han was sucking in the cool air and saw that one foot of the solitary singer was put in the hands of Du Shaoqi, like a whip-like shackle and a bow on the ground, and the mouth was still squatting.

"Isn't it a small supreme Nirvana..."

"It’s not enough to reinvent the Nirvana level..."

"I don't care about it..."

The ground vibrato, the solitary burnt day was suffocated, and finally was thrown to the ground again by Du Shaoyu.

Yelu chilled and stunned, and looked at it for the sake of the solitary.

"Hey..."

The awkward solitude of the solitary, the fire of the evil spirits, but at this moment is the shackles, the meat is cracked, and there are blood holes everywhere.

At this moment, the solitary singer’s shackles are somewhat sluggish. It seems that he has not used it to return to God. He really does not believe that he will have this moment.