Strongest Martial God

Four wilderness, East Wild.

At this moment, a figure flew in the middle of the East, he was covered in blood, and the wound on his body shone with a terrible light, and it was difficult to heal at a time. But even so, his speed is still coming to an extreme.

In all directions, the stars are a little bit, and there is a trail of murderousness in the back.

This person is not someone else. He is a young man who once had one of the three alternate sacred sons of the Eastern Wilderness. At this moment, his figure stopped at the top of an old tree, and a smile appeared on his face. He shook his head slightly: "Sister of the Son, where have you been in the past seven years? You know, the situation in the East is greatly changed, the demons in the sea are born, the world is in chaos, we are cultivating the heavens, and we are the first to bear the brunt. I am really going to die. I may be I can't support it. If you are still there, can you return and help me to support the heavens!"

If the words are not finished, the young man suddenly coughs up blood, his blood appears a strange blue-violet, obviously has been seriously injured, and the body is highly toxic, he will fall down at any time, but still strong, Step by step forward.

North of the wild, the grass is not born in the mysterious ice wilderness, Xuan Bing Shengzi cold clothes without a hand at the moment, sweeping thousands of troops, brave and unparalleled. But even so, there is still a wound on the surface of his body. Obviously, even if he is one of the three thousand gods, he can’t resist it at the moment.

In front of him, there are hundreds of strong people in the shots, these! People are like the appearance of the human race, but the face is more demon, some of the eyebrows are cracked, one more eye, some have double Corners, some have eight arms behind them, and so on.

But the only thing these strong people have in common is that their entire race was dusted from the old age, and in the four wilderness it was called the Mozu by the whole world.

Since two years ago, the Mozu appeared in the sea, and after the cross-domain appeared in the four wilderness, these Mozu strong people began to encircle the young Yingjie Tianjiao.

Buddhism, Xuanbing Temple, Daoism, and so on have all played against the Mozu strongmen, but since then, they have always won less.

Today, no matter whether it is the inheritance of the Terran or the Yaozu, these ancient great teachers have chosen to close the gates in order to maintain their own ethics. Because in the past two years, there have been many ancestral gates that have been destroyed by the Mozu.

The likes of the Tianzuo, such as the Tianzuo, are the first to bear the brunt, but in the face of a group of demons, even if the Tiantian religion is retreating at this moment, the mountain gate has long been closed.

"Do you only have this set of demons coming and going? For a shot, are you afraid that I will one day be holy, completely suppressing your waste?" Cold clothes, shouting, strong, killing, so The four fields collapsed.

"Xuanbing Shengzi, all this can only blame yourself. You Xuanbing Temple can't surrender to my saints. If you want to fight with my saints, then you have only one way to fight against my saints. It’s good to end.” A sulky voice began.

"St. fart, isn't it a waste that I didn't dare to prove in ancient times. When I woke up in the world, I thought I was the best in the world? You can't kill me, wait for me to kill the waste one day, and turn him down. The head!" After the cold, there is a hundred feet of Bohai in the back of the body. At this moment, he has an eyelid, which makes the devil of the demons frozen, such as the same young god.

"Cold and undressed, you are too confident, the Son is the descendant of the devil, I am waiting for the saints, and it is the magic of the Emperor, the talent possessed by the Emperor, is not something you can imagine. In the future, the Emperor must I will prove that I will reopen the glory of my ancestors! The emperor is no enemy, and my saints are strong. At this moment, it is just a way for them to open the way, to smooth the obstacles, and to be a good man, so you can stop because of some ethnic minors. !

"The devil of the devil! A waste that shrinks his head and brains, as long as he dares to appear in front of me, this son slaps him to death!" Cold clothes sneer again and again, strong shots.

The devil of the emperor, the son of the demon emperor, who was once the demon of the demon, was dusted to this world and only came for the testimony. Those who dare to block on the road of his testimony, whether it is Tianjiao or mortal, will be wiped out.

In the south of the East, the Qingyu Temple, at this moment, the green demon is covered with blood. Standing in front of a ancestral mountain, in front of him, there are several ancestors lying on the ground at the moment, they are all looking at him, apparently To stop his way.

"Small temples, and today's world is very chaotic, there is not much between our demon and the devils. It is better to have less than one thing, even if the demon of the East Demon is silent, let the East The demon can't be out, why should we stay for a long time, Mingzhe protects itself as a top." A veteran of the Qingyu Temple sighs, and will surely stop the footsteps of the Qing Yao.

"Elders, although you are relieved, I know what to do, but you really believe that the Devils will not shoot against my demon after destroying all the Taoist ethics. You should know the purpose of the devil." It’s a sermon, and I’m the same. This is an irreconcilable contradiction between us. Sooner or later, the battle is calm.

"The four wastes of today are really too chaotic. Although my Qingyu Temple has a profound heritage, it also faces a huge problem. How can we live today when the Mozu Wanmai is completely born?" The elders look very dignified. "Although we know that the Mozu will never let go of our demon, it is nothing but a false peace. But after they have flattened the human race, we may still have the opportunity to go to that. At that time, we have a card with them. Because the Mozu Wanmai is really too strong! They are the whole race dusty, can not be defeated! Shaotang, go back, one day if you succeed from the Holy, I wait for nature Will not stop you, but now, you are the biggest hope of my Qing Yu Temple, we will not let you leave."

The green demon looks cold and cold. After a long time, he sighed: "We are making friends with the Tiantian era. Is it really necessary to watch the Tiantian religion as a demon?" If the Tiantian teaching is really destroyed, how can I explain to Ye Zhongdao?"

"Yezhong, since the film was traced into a mystery seven years ago, the world is rumored that he has either left this world or is already dead. Even if he returns, most of them can only see the ruins of Tiantian. If you practice with peace of mind, we will shoot in the middle of it, even if it is to delay the speed of the ruin of Tiantian." An elder sighed and said.

The blue demon was silent for a long time. Finally, he did not walk out of the Qingyun Temple. Instead, he turned and went deep into the Zushan Mountain. He sat down on his knees and began to cultivate again.

In the middle of the wilderness, outside the holy city of the Terran, the entire holy city is shrouded in a golden aperture. Outside the holy city, Wanli is a wilderness. It seems that there has been an indescribable battle in the past.

The once glorious Terran holy city has become obsolete at the moment, although there are still many powerful people, and there are countless mortals. But everyone's face is full of fear, and seems to be afraid of something.

The Emperor of the Emperor stood in the sky, and the king behind him was soaring. He looked at the direction of the sea silently, and his look did not move.

Obviously, even if it is the power of the golden gods, these unparalleled human races are forced to shrink into the holy city of the human race and cannot go out.

Today, the party has almost become the world of the Mozu.

The Mozu, although known as a family, is in fact a congregation of countless Taoist groups. The Mozu is called Wanmai, and the strength of each vein is not inferior to one of the great religions.

They were collectively dusted in the depths of the earth during the old years, and they were completely born two years ago.

Legend has it that nearly half of the territory in the country is occupied by the Mozu. It is also the inheritance of the sea is too far-reaching, some of the profound knowledge, the Mozu is not too persecuted in the sea.

But in the four wilderness, the Mozu has already swept the power of the world.

"God prince, as long as you come out at this moment, surrender to the front of my family, and squat for him, I will protect your holy city!" In the far space, a huge shadow emerges, he looks down on the Terran The holy city, the cold voice opened.

The eyes of the Emperor of the Gods slammed fiercely, and the dragons behind him swayed wildly at this moment. He looked at the sky, suddenly smiled after a while, and then stepped out, already appearing outside the holy city of Terran. .

"Since you are not willing to let the Lord of the Devils come to death, then everything will start from you!"

As the voice fell, the Emperor of God had already killed the sky. In any case, he is one of the most prestigious teenagers in the East, and he is one of the greatest hopes of the Terran. At this moment, it is impossible to avoid the war!

In the east and the south, in addition to the Tianjiao, the corpse of this place is everywhere, and there are occasional sporadic rushes of the four wild, and the strong people of the ethnic group fall into the pool of blood, and the strong people of the Mozu die strangely.

Once the most prosperous area in the southern region, all the buildings outside the Tiantian Mountain Gate have been destroyed. No matter who is too late to withdraw, or a dead warrior, there are too many dead here. .

The sky in the southern domain seems to be red at this moment, and it seems that the whole world is sorrowful for the south.

Buddhism teaches disciples, and it has already died too much. Everyone has been exhausted. Everything is as strong as Tiantian, and it can only be contracted near Zongmen. They are all fighting and are not willing to surrender.

"Sister of the Son, where are you going! Those people say that you are dead, but I don't believe, as long as you reappear, it will bring me the greatest hope for the Tianjiao! One of the saints and sisters has already supported Can't go on!" There is a screaming screaming by the disciples, and the voice is screaming.

The four wastes at the moment are turbulent!