Storm of Kings

There are not a few monks who have laid the foundation for ten years like Zhou Lie.

However! Those monks couldn't stay either, and they had to go home after a while.

There are very few ruthless people like Ganjin who abandon their flesh and don't go back.

Even if Zhou Lie has Dao Palace as the backing, he can't imagine that Qianjin is constantly tapping the potential in this era. How large is it now?

Therefore, he has achieved a little bit of achievement and guarded against arrogance and rashness.

After all, all the capable people of all ages are here, and today's fluke ninety-nine return is based on the foundation laid in the past, and it is not enough to fight against such ruthless people.

At this time, chaos around the camp was getting worse.

Zhou Lie walked out of the camp, looked far away at the place where the swamp spiders were raging, and said to Lang Dingtian: "Senior, pay attention. I want to give these monsters a good look, but the more monsters that die tonight, the more the situation will follow. Dirty. In order to save time, I can only speed up the disintegration of this battle. During the period, I may not take care of the hidden Reaper..."

"Don't worry, leave it to me. This king will never let anyone break through to you! It is said that this Reaper dares to use our monster race to lead the battle, and it will be hard to stop the king's anger without eating him."

"Hahaha!" Zhou Lie smiled: "You are so cruel! But I like it. I hope you have a good appetite tonight."

As soon as the voice fell, only a strange sound of "pop" was heard. The shadows 100 meters wide gathered into a palm and slapped on the ground. Then, the palm of the hand flicked to a high place, pulling out a few light colors from below the ground.

The swamp spiders that were raging near the camp suddenly moved slowly, and died in the same place after a few shots. The soldiers who were firing shots were excited and quickly stepped up their attacks.

Soon everyone cheered. These spiders didn't know why, they suddenly became extremely fragile, and they couldn't compare with before.

"Great! Don't be stingy with ammunition. Hurry up and increase your attack. Those magic kitchens and blood vines have become extremely fragile. You can solve one with just a few shots. It's **** good!"

It's like a pie falling from the sky, "cracking" on the top of every soldier.

Some daring people rushed up with a machete, cutting the monster beast to the ground like chopping vegetables and melons. They finally raised their eyebrows and avenged their dead companions.

Zhou Lie took a total of three palms and grabbed back a large amount of demonic energy, all of which was compressed into cherry pit-sized collapsed beans, and put them into his mouth "gappa gaba" and chewed it, seeing Lang Dingtian protruding his eyes, and yelled: " The stinky boy said it wasn't my nemesis nemesis, what's the matter with so much evil spirit?"

"Snacks! Chewing is good for your physical and mental health, seniors have something to eat? I have a lot more here!"

"You are the king? You can dissolve the conflict between the evil spirits without blinking your eyes. It's really strange, what kind of treasures did you use? You can do this to such a degree, and you can be so nonsense by others. I have worn my belly a long time ago, even if I make improvements to the exercises, it is impossible to have no side effects at all."

"Hahaha! My luck is not bad. In the early years, I integrated some small objects that are beneficial to the demon refiner. This time I came to use it. As the demon king, I have more help to borrow. It is definitely not mine. This kind of accidental play can be compared."

Zhou Lie is very humble. In fact, he thinks so in his heart. How many years did they practice? How many years did he practice? The Demon King stays in the world for this battle. Is that good for you? If you really show your trump card, you might dazzle the blind.

So the road ahead is still long! Where is the ability to swallow the power of others?

Zhou Lie knew well that on the day he entered Yuxi, if he could not achieve the achievements of later generations, he would most likely become a second-rate, and the subsequent battles would even have to find a way to surpass 700 years later, otherwise, don't think of becoming the leader.

Too many strange men and strangers have been born in the past hundreds of years. The blood of those saints will probably appear in a concentrated manner. Pei Min, the sword saint alone, will have to pay attention to it, not to mention Wen Sheng, sub-sage, historical saint, poetic saint, wine saint. What?

In addition, there are Guiguzi, Huangshigong, Zhuge Liang and the like, who are earth-shaking, perhaps it is not rare to play with him as a little demon.

All in all, in short, he is now a child and mud, and he needs a little bit of energy to move toward the center of this king's storm.

The slaughter monster was falling down near the camp.

The warriors who used to have gray heads and faces are now like hero templates. "Bili Kacha" slashed all the way, and wherever they went, they were all monsters.

This is really a shocking reversal.

I lived in a nightmare a few hours ago, and now I am living in a dream of heroic invincibility.

As long as they are more courageous, all of them are strong, and even when swinging an axe, they can open the wine gourd and raise their heads.

Many people start to miss their mobile phones and really want to take a selfie or something. In this state, posting a few photos can last a lifetime.

The swamp spider began to retreat, but the retreat speed was too slow.

Hundreds of warriors were alive and powerful, rushing up to axe and yelling, leaving behind a large number of "stepping stones", which greatly expanded the scope of their activities.

Those demon chefs are really a bit brave and fearless, and they are still shocking.

However, when they throw kitchen knives, their accuracy and strength are greatly reduced. They are basically at the level of a few years old.

It takes no effort to clean them up, one bullet is solved, one more is a waste!

If this goes well in the first few hours, it won't scare some people to pee. Fortunately, after fighting, those cowards and oil bottles have been screened a lot for fear of this or that problem.

Zhou Lie took the overall situation and couldn't help but shook his head when he observed that at this moment.

These people are okay to fight the wind fight~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Once they encounter difficult and terrible warfare, they will admit counsel, and they especially like to go ahead. If they taste a bit of sweetness, they will forget about it. Where can they go without death?

Cries came from the battlefield coldly, and those soldiers who were chasing the swamp spiders fell flat. Without the slightest resistance, Qiqiao bleeds to death.

Almost at the same time as the crying sounded, the layers of blood mud slapped over like a stormy sea, and all the corpses were swept away in the blink of an eye.

This situation frightened everyone, and the lucky ones who did not fall hurriedly fled towards the camp.

Only then did they know how different they were, and they wanted to take selfies! It's almost the same to slap yourself hard, but what's the matter with the cry just now? Why did the situation turn around?

Zhou Lie had already reached the depths of the blood mud.

His body is like a black hole, frantically absorbing the demon energy around him, and he pulled out a figure between his right hand and the fold.

She is the demon mother of the fertility demon chef, she is not too small, and her lower body is like a fat insect, suddenly tearing open her belly and bursting out a green light.