Strongest Martial God

The cold moon floats in the quiet night sky, and the cold mans shed the entire land of the East, and the four fields are silent. It seems that the heavens and the earth have become desolated at this moment. The moonlight is quiet, and the sprinkling is chilling and almost impossible to breathe.

Under this moonlight, a row of black people walked on the ground, and they were covered in heavy black clothes, and their heads were completely covered, leaving only a gap that could reveal the light. They are all without exception, and everyone is full of deadness.

The black mist filled the air, the cold atmosphere was full, and they were completely annihilated. From a distance, it was a piece of black pressure.

This is a group of people who should have died long ago, but there is still a sorrowful death before dying, so that they will not die, only to appear again, the moment of a blow.

Among the group, only two of them did not have black robes, one of which was Ye Zhong. The leaves are heavy in white war suits, and they are not stained with blood under the night, and they can't tell the cool and calm.

The leader who led the way in front of Ye Zhongshen was the elders who supplemented Tiantian. He traveled to make up all the sages in the Tianzhu Tomb. This is a group of dying powers, all only one night. Life, at the moment when the morning glow emerges, they will be transformed into fly ash along with their own obsessions, and will never be there.

"I have made a long history since ancient times, and those who have been strong in the past have been obeying the imperial order. I will hang my breath before dying, and the world will seal it for the future. When the Mozu is born, give a sharp blow. "The elders sighed." Originally, according to the calculation of the Emperor, the strongest of our pulse generations will be unimaginable. Let alone destroy a true blood, even if it is a half-devil, it should be There is not much problem. It is a pity that after the end of Taikoo, the heavens and the earth have changed, and the cultivation is too difficult. Moreover, the strong people of the Mozu have occasionally appeared in the past, and we can't afford to consume the heavenly teachings."

"But it is no problem to wait until tonight. When today, the human race is weak, the Mozu is in the world, and the blood can be destroyed. Maybe you can give them a wake up. Maybe you can fight for the human race for a few more years."

"It's a pity that it's too difficult to be from St.." Ye sighed. The current situation is not a situation in which the Terran can solve several singular or half-step saints. Unless there is a true saint in the world, it is really not the opponent of the Mozu.

"You are the contemporary Son, and you have broken through the emperor's seal left by the Emperor, and you can prove it in the future. What you lack is just time." The elders sighed. "But I hope that afternight, you can have something." Enlighten and speed up the process."

In the end, the elders of the elders will be branded out and turned into a fascinating sacred man. They have not entered the sacred platform of the leaf. They said: "This is the sentiment of my sacredness from the past, and some experience of fighting, and I will pass it to you. I hope you can get something."

Ye Zhongwen was shocked. He couldn’t think that the elders in the elders were actually a saint, and how precious it was from the sacredness of the Holy Spirit, and the elders of the elders were so outgoing, it was a great grace.

The elders smiled and said: "You don't have to be like this. I have a saint in the past, but only in this world, I haven't been a saint yet. The old man has nearly 10,000 years old. Tossing into this world, I should have fallen for a long time. However, if you can take away some of the saints of the Mozu before dying, the pressure of the Terran will be less in the future."

Ye sighed a deep breath, after hesitating for a while, took out the liquid medicine donated by the real dragon, and hoped that the elders could swallow it.

The elders took the liquid, and the face was horrified. After a long time, he stared at Ye Zhongdao: "I don't think you have such a chance, even the legendary drug can be obtained, but unfortunately, our group of old guys Any one of them is endless, even if it is not dead, it will be useless, you still keep it yourself."

"But..." Ye heavy frowns, if the Tianshi can always have a saint sitting in the town, then the situation will be completely different.

"Why don't I want to sit in the sky to make up the sky? It's a pity that the time is wrong. This world is destined to be your world. I have a hunch that the future is bound to be the most splendid world in history, and the most cruel big world, even if it is The Son, you will die in the future, and the battle will be immortal. You will stay behind these things, and you will continue to live for yourself. The young people are the future. The old guys who have been buried in the years, even if they can live for a year and a half, What can change?" The elders smiled, but his face was stiff, like a zombie, even if he smiled.

The leaves were silent and silent, and eventually the real dragons were collected. He is very clear that the elders of the elders are telling the truth. In this world, unless the Terran can produce a few young saints, the tragedy of the Terran can be delayed for a few years, and it is impossible to completely change.

The next road, Ye Zhong and the elders of the elders side by side, along the way too long elders occasionally open, pointing to the leaf weight. The strong guys in the back who are covered in black, occasionally there will be a few forwards, walked to Ye Zhong and passed some thoughts.

These things are the experience of the hard-working practitioners of these celestial dynasties, including battles, robbing and other experiences. For Ye Zhong, it is also an indescribable benefit.

For these things, Ye Zhong did not refuse, but accepted it silently. He is very clear that these sages who have supplemented the celestial dynasties have already entrusted the future of Tiantian to themselves.

There is a bad foreboding about this. It is very likely that the retreat of the Tianzhu Master is not as smooth as imagined. Otherwise, this group of sages will not be there.

However, this moment is the key moment to attack the real blood. Any one of the Mozu Wanmai is unimaginably powerful and must go all out. At this time, Ye Zhong pressed all the doubts in his heart. He galloped all the way and prepared for the battle. In particular, the poles have changed nine times. In this process, the leaves have been tested several times to ensure that they can be triggered smoothly at critical times.

The true blood, the mountain gate is located at the junction of the northern and northern regions of the East, this place was originally not grass, but since the bloodline of the world, it has been a million grasses.

A true sage is like a hill. He sits on an immortal platform. His eyes are full of vicissitudes. The universe is evolving in his eyes. There is a scene of heaven and earth cracking. Deaf people.

This is the true saint. When the world is broken, the horror is indescribable.

In the farther places, there are a number of ancient temples. These ancient temples are endless, and there are many real **** creatures in them. This pulse is prosperous among the demons, and every disciple is powerful.

Of course, they can't compare with the few veins that have been out of the demon, but they are definitely not weak, and they have the power to rule the world.

"Blood Saint, has already found out that the cultist of Tianshi taught this year to retreat seven years ago, shocking the realm of saints, and has not yet gone through the customs. In addition, I have not heard of any saints in the Tiantian religion, at this moment. Filling the sky, the outside is strong and dry." A sly demon scorpion squatted on the ground. It was like a lizard, covered in blood, covered with fine scales, and now a face of piousness.

"Take the sky, it is not the day that can suppress the Devils of the Devils. The Emperor has disappeared for many years and has fallen for a long time. A declining Tiantian does not need to continue to test, the whole battle is gone, the blood is dyed, it is easy. Do it." Another sage of the true **** mouth, his identity is also very high, also sitting on a platform.

"The Terran is weak now. Most of the world is not holy. Our saints have been tempted for two years. No one has come out yet. If nothing happens after the day, it can suppress the East, and sweep the world!" Another saint said.

At this point, there are already three saints in the bloodstream, and these strengths can definitely push the world, and the horror has reached the point of being against the sky.

"What are you waiting for! Kill! Blood washes the sky, kills the Terran, catches the leaves, and smashes his skin a little bit!" Another true **** man opened his mouth.

"Yes, I want to cut the sacred knife into a minced meat. If he is allowed to die directly, it is too cheap for him!" Some of the true bloodlines who are not qualified to be close are now at a distance.

Above the Shentai, the blood sacred light sitting on the highest position flashed like a million years of age. In an instant, the whole bloodline was chilling, and no one dared to speak.

"Killing is natural to kill. It is useless to let the East Wild Blood flow into a river, so that all intrigues are useless. However, it is necessary to pay more attention to ensure that nothing is wrong. Tiantian can suppress my saints for many years, and may not have no backhand. The test is clear." The true bloodline of the Taoist priests said that although his identity is not as good as those of the saints, he has such qualifications.

"You look at it, you have to be foolproof, don't leave behind!" After a moment of silence, a saint slowly opened his mouth, and his body was enchanted, annihilating the entire altar, tremble and worship.

At the same time, on this cold winter night, a group of rotten strong men came, and the black mist surged in all directions, wrapping the mountain gate where the whole blood is located, and a murderous atmosphere rose to the sky.

There are still thousands of miles away from the mountain gates of the true blood, but they stop. Ye Zhong and the elders of Taishang walked side by side, staring at the front, without swaying.

The ancient mountains do not know when they appear, like dust in the underground for millions of years, and now re-emergence in the world, the magic of the road is sweeping in front, so that the heavens and the earth have a faint blood color cover.

"The East and the North, once a good place, I can't think of it now, but it has become a ghost." Ye gaze at the front, sigh for a long time, "Devil, when it is!"