Strongest Martial God

No need for Wu Houdao's long opening, everyone present knows that the dragon is extraordinary. One of the four great youngest priests of the East, in addition to Qiu Taiyi’s blasphemy for Ye Zhong, the other three, the Emperor of God, the Dragon, and the Emperor, are all generations of youngsters. As for Qiu Taiyi, he was already annihilated in the battle of the year, and died completely in Ye Zhong’s hands.

Similar to the dragon alien, no one knows how strong he is, especially in the past seven years. Since Ye Zhong’s death, he has become more and more low-key, and there is almost no rumor. Even after the demon was in the world, he did not say anything. If it were not for the trio of the tribes, I am afraid that many people would not think of it. There was such a young supreme in the East.

Soon after, Ye Zhong saw the patriarch of the Feng nationality. I don't know why he did not participate in the conference in the ancient temple. Instead, he walked outside, and his face was a little bit sorrowful. He didn't know what to think in the novel.

Ye was busy with the courtesy of the past. On the top of the Manchu Holy City Wanjiao event, the Fengzu patriarch once shot for Ye and held Ye Zhong. For this matter, Ye Zhong has always kept in mind.

"I heard that the seniors were attacking the holy road in retreat, why did they suddenly appear here?" Ye Zhong is very curious, because the legendary patriarch is one of the strongest of the middle-aged people who can be from the Holy, even if he is half-sacred at the moment The strength is the first person who now appears in the Holy Mountain.

"Efforts have been made. When I am older, opportunities are always reserved for young people. I will fight for a little time for my people." The patriarch of the Feng ethnic group whispered openly, and if it was pointed, it seemed to imply something.

"The opportunity is reserved for young people." Ye heavy frowns, vaguely guessed what, but not sure. However, he is very clear that people like the patriarchs of the Winds are half-holy, and they have been doing their best for the past two or three years, and they have worked hard for the rise of the Terran. After all, the situation facing the Terran is really too difficult now, and the Mozu is in full swing.

If there is a sudden spread of the emperor’s incarnation, I am afraid that the human race at this moment has been swallowed up by the Mozu.

"We are all old, and the future of the Terran still depends on your young people. If anyone in this world can prove it, remember to leave some behind-the-scenes for the future of the Terran. After all, the Terran has weakened since ancient times, although the base is large. But the combat power is not comparable to the demon and the demon." The patriarch of the Feng nationality looked at Ye Zhong and the Emperor of the God and sighed deeply.

Ye Zhong and the Emperor of the God frowned at the same time. After a while, they all silently sighed. It seems that the patriarchs know more things.

For this scene, the two do not know what to say, although they are the supreme of the younger generation of the human race, but it is really impossible to hold up the burden of the family and hold up the heavens for the human race. After all, it is impossible. Everything is too difficult.

At this moment, for the Terran, the biggest hope is that the Mozu will continue to maintain the jealousy of the Emperor and retreat to the territory, as it has been for a year.

However, some high-ranking people in the high-level minds are also aware that one day, the emperor does not really appear, and sooner or later, the deterrence brought by a belief incarnation will gradually disappear.

With the approach of the tri-family Wanjiao event, finally, the Mozu had a saint. This made the gods in the entire holy mountain ring, and almost everyone went out to meet this saint.

There is no sacredness in this world. It is not that there is no saint in the world, but that there is no witness to success in this world. The saints who have appeared at the moment are all dusty for millions of years, and can be said to be the foundation of all ethnic groups.

Originally in the eyes of the Terran, because there are no people who can live in the field, most of the saints of the Mozu will not appear. But I can't think of the relationship between the emperor's beliefs and the world. At this moment, there are actually saints of the Mozu, and not one.

Obviously, while the martyrdom of the Emperor’s Faith is incarcerated, the saints of the Mozu are reluctant to give up some things. After all, according to prophecy, this is the opportunity for the Mozu to wait for a million years. They are going to be born in this world, just because someone in the family can prove it. Then let Wanjie return to the era of the devil.

"Where is the Emperor of God? I really thought that your golden gods were in the place where the grand event was held, and you could be unscrupulous and do whatever you want?" No one thought that after the descendants of the Mozu, they did not remain quiet, but in the first place. Ask the sin of the Terran.

However, the demon saints have an excuse to move, not unscrupulous. Obviously they want to use this as a guide to test the emperor and want to know whether the Terran is actually a god, or everything is illusory.

The Mozu Sage is a very beautiful woman. She looks very young, but in her 20s, her skin is white, her hair can be broken, her body is incomparably beautiful, and she looks like a genius, but her body The breath is terrible to the extreme, and there is a real spread of holy prestige.

Entering the sacred mountain, she appeared directly in front of Ye Zhonghe and the Emperor of the Emperor. She smiled coldly and said: "I am arguing that you are the Son of Heaven or the **** of the Golden Gods, since you dare to insult the first Emperor. People must pay the price of blood."

"Do you really think that you are the era of the Mozu? What about the saints? I can kill them as well!" Ye Zhong directly wears the clothes of the Shanghai gods, and it resists the terror of the demon saints. Strong shot.

Not far away, the two masters of the magic and the martyrdom saw this scene, and they couldn’t think of it at the same time. Ye Zhong actually had such a backhand. But immediately they are sneer, and they all have the sacred sages, no one is afraid of who said.

The Emperor of God is more direct. He stares at the demon woman, coldly and coldly: "What do you think? When I board the saint, I can kill with a punch."

This demon female sneer sneered, her body surface blooms, the whole person is like crystal clear, the pressure of the sage is spread from her at this moment, and it is so lonely and crushed. She walked slowly, like a goddess.

At this moment, her eyes were very sharp. Instead of looking at Ye Zhong, she stretched out her slender fingers to the Emperor of the Gods. Coldly said: "What if you are a Zhongtian Huangdi? My devil wants to kill you. kill you!"

The strong people of the surrounding people all trembled, even those who are absolutely stunned by the atmosphere of this demon female saint, although they want to persuade one sentence, but they can not make pace. Although the realm of the sage is only one step higher than the realm of the lord, this order is the difference between heaven and earth, which is the difference between God and man.

After all, in recent times, saints only appeared in the legend, tremble and despair.

"boom"

The Emperor of God did not retreat, and his eyes flashed, and the dragons that passed down the world floated behind him, and the emperor was soaring. He did not have the slightest fear. Although he relied on the pressure of the sacred priests, he was able to withstand the danger of this demon woman. Obviously, the Emperor of God is very clear that if he retreats at this moment, it is equivalent to letting his own heart be dusty. From then on, he has lost his righteousness and remorse, and he will not be able to say anything. I am afraid that it will be a huge problem from the Holy City in the future.

"The light of the firefly also dares to compete with the moon. I will give you a chance to plead guilty to the devil, then you will end the day with the Emperor. Otherwise, even if you are a golden god, there is really a repression of the emperor. Before the Emperor's Emperor's shot, I can kill you too!"

At this moment, Ling Xiao’s suffocating and cold words spread out together, and from a woman who looks like a delicate drop, it adds a very strange atmosphere, which makes people tremble.

"If you want me to bow and destroy my heart, you are good at it. If you are really unscrupulous, then kill me. At that time, my golden **** will naturally shoot for me!" God Emperor sneered again and again After all, the Golden God ancestors had a **** Emperor, and the last Emperor of the Terran, if it broke out, who knows what is the essence? It is simply a royal emperor's Xuanyuan sword. If it breaks out completely, it is not a big problem to destroy a family.

Apparently, the Emperor of God also understood that even if he ushered in the passing of the dragon, he could not compete with this demon woman. After all, this is a true saint, and the sacred sacred priest is nothing but a sacred refining squad. It is impossible to compete against the true saint.

The eye of the Mozu female sacred at this moment is cold. She stretched out a slender hand and slowly rolled down toward the front. At this moment, everyone was shocked. I don’t know how many people’s heels are soft. Just lying on the ground. At this moment, the pressure of the saints swept through nine days.

Many people in the sacred mountains are trembling, and countless people and strong people are even half-squatting on the ground. As for the Mozu strong, there is no need to say that each one is a fanatical color, lying on the ground.

The breath of the female devil is converging. The people only felt it a little, and at this moment, the real explosion broke out, and there are several people in the world who can stand up to it.

"噗通" sounds incessantly, and soon, many people are all on the ground, and more people are trembling, trembled, and constantly shaking.

This does not seem to be in the face of a flesh and blood, as in the worship of immortal gods, the horrible atmosphere of the world, few people can compare.

"boom"

The handed down dragon that emerged behind the Emperor of God directly flew, and the dragon's dragon in his body broke at this moment, and it was covered with blood. It seemed to be broken at any time.

This is the true sage pressure, even if you are holding the sacred sacred soldiers, it is impossible to resist the initial training of the lord. At this moment, the emperor's body is splitting, and the blood is constantly spit out in the mouth, which is unbelievable.

"laugh"

When the white scorpion's fingers are pressed, even the singer and even the sacred are ruined. This power is too terrible, and everything is gray in front of it.