Martial God Conqueror

Du Shaozhen’s heart, flashed the idea of ​​surrendering Qiankun bag!

Although he does not want to do this, but now this situation, there is no room for more choices!

The catastrophe of the whole world, and the lives of dozens of friends who have made friends, seem to have become the relationship between the fish and the bear's paw, and let him make the only choice!

This is a dilemma, but after Du Shaozhen struggled through several degrees in his heart, he has already considered it!

"It seems that I can only hand over the Qiankun bag!"

Du Shaoqi secretly whispered a word, and his heart has an inexplicable tangled.

Despite this, in comparison, the life of a friend in his eyes is more important than anything else!

Without much hesitation, Du Shaoyu has made the final decision!

The wrist is gently turned over, and the Qiankun bag appears in his hand!

Before the next attack of the three demons, hold the Qiankun bag and lift your hand!

However, when he was preparing to open his mouth and exchanged conditions with the Emperor in the Qiankun bag, the power of the Yuanshen’s power to detect the movement, so that he almost reached the mouth, swallowed his life!

Lifting up half of the hand, it is also suddenly slammed!

Because he noticed that there was a large number of figures coming from the entrance to the cold ice cave!

"Master, brother, teacher, Mu Hao!"

Du Shaoyan's gaze moved, and he swayed in one form, avoiding the three devils' spurs and appearing in the distance!

Putting out the power of the gods, you can clearly see that those who are figured are familiar!

The master respects the ancient Qingyang, the brothers and father-in-law Sima Tingxing, Jinpeng Sheng, and Sima Muyu, and so on, a large group of ancient Tianzong people!

"The people of the Devil are so arrogant, when I am in Kyushu, no one?"

The master respected the ancient Qing Yang with a long hair flying, and a scream in the mouth, a sword into the nine days, immediately into the magic camp camp!

When Sima Tingxing, Jinpeng Saints, and Sima Muzhen arrived, they also instantly judged the situation in front of them. They simply couldn’t pay tribute to Du Shaoqi, and all of them rushed out and smashed with the devil.

Although the addition of these few people can only be regarded as a drop in the bucket, it has made the generals and others so much easier.

"Oh... there are a few more deaths, so I will pack them up!"

The four devils laughed, and the shots became more and more fierce.

Among the several sacred strong men, the strongest is only in the middle of the holy season, and it is impossible to control the situation at this time!

The rest of the demon religion also feels happy at the same time, and unscrupulously shot.

Only soon, they are not happy!

After the appearance of the ancient Tianzong and his party, things are still far from this!

Behind them, there are more figures and then arrive!

"Less brother, we are here!"

A woman's voice passed through the field, crisp and sweet.

Behind her, she was a large figure.

"so many people!"

The four devils stared at each other, and a pair of konjac gave birth to a surprising color.

Du Shaozhen is also moving, feeling strange, but also has a million surprises.

Looking at it, almost all of them are familiar faces.

The most important thing is that the people who are there are exuding a strong atmosphere and reaching the holy place!

Seeing these people, Du Shaoqi could not help but smile, and the heart was also a long relief.

The eyes swept through them, Zhu Xue and Guo Ming of Xuan Fumen, and the singer of the Qing Dynasty and the Snow Hall from the Snowy Mountain. There are Su Muzhen, Su Muyan and Tang Meiling of Hehuan. Ji Yan, Dai Xingyu, Qing Xiao Xiaoqing.

It’s Dai Xingyu who just talks to Du Shaoyu!

"How come they all come!"

However, Du Shaoqi has not really opened up, and his eyes have generated fluctuations.

The appearance of some other figures made him feel even more surprised.

I saw a golden light shining and extinguishing in the dark space, flashing a piece of rune, and then there was a giant bird that was smashed and smashed.

"grumble!"

The poultry sounds the sky, the huge wings spread, it seems to be across the sky, carrying the rapid speed, after the first arrival, just a body shape, it is already in the battle circle!

In the lineup of the devil, the Kalou building saw these people, and the young face was also instigated.

"Grandma, Grandpa..." Du Shaoqi's lips are moving.

The coming person is the old lady of the Golden-winged Dapeng bird family, Jialou Moro, Jialou Ba Tian, ​​Jialou, Yujia, Jialou Cailu, Jialou, etc., and the one who came out of the eternal tomb. Strong.

"The demon thinks that the grandson of the old man, the young patriarch of the golden-winged Dapeng bird family, don't ask me if the golden-winged Dapeng bird family promised!"

Jialou's domineering domineering, the unprovoked hegemonic momentum quickly filled the field.

Its two wings fluttered, and it was smashed and smashed. At once, it smashed a sacred place's sacred powerhouse into two breaks and fell from the void!

Ancient Tianzong, Xuanfumen, Daxueshan, Hehuanzong, the Golden-winged Dapeng bird family, as well as Dai Xingyu and Qinglan Xiaoqing joined forces, and immediately made a great change in the situation of this battle!

These people, together, have a total of nearly 30 people!

Coupled with the generals, Gu Xinyan, Wuque, Liu Liu, Jiang Yating, Mu Jianchen, Le Zhengyi, etc., the number of Du Shaoxuan has exceeded 50%!

Even the personal strength of most people is weak compared to the magical demon.

But a sufficient amount has been able to cause a qualitative change!

What's more, there are also the ancestors of Beilun Bingchen and the Golden-winged Dapeng bird, which are the strongmen who have come out of the eternal tomb. The strength is not under the four demons and the five demons!

Such a lineup, even if it is impossible to kill all the people here, but wants to protect yourself from damage, it is more than enough!

"Absolutely, what time do you have to obsess?"

The old lady Jialou Moro was hollowed out and went to the front of the building, and said with distress.

"I didn't do anything wrong, but I don't know what to do! I am all pushing you now!"

The Jialou was transformed into a huge magic pen, and the magical spirit rolled over him.

What he said in his mouth did not have the slightest emotion.

Even if I face the grandmother who loves me the most, after a glimmer of gaze, it is also a look of pride, as always!

"Absolutely, the people are looking forward to seeing you back soon, but you are so, when will you wake up, do you really want to be enemies with all the people?"

The old lady spoke, and the more she said, the more painful she was.

Looking at the fascinating eyes of the Kalou, with unspeakable grief, hidden, and endless pity and regret.

"I am very good and free now, I don't need anyone's care, I know what I am doing!"

Jialou said absolutely, his face is still stubborn!