Strongest Martial God

A demon sage of the dragon's first person, at this moment, his face scorned and sneered, step by step toward the front, the calm and calm, unspeakable and sad. Because, in front of him, no one can stand up at this moment.

"Where is the sacred son of the heavens, let me see the young supreme of the heavens."

The demon saint of the dragon's first person walked into the depths of the ancient forest, and walked in one direction. The land was heavy and others gathered. He smiled at the leaves like a smile and his eyes were a little cold.

"Bad, broken!" Wu Houdao is discolored, which is obviously coming back to the leaves. I am afraid to find an excuse to get rid of the leaves. &n novel bsp; After all, Ye Zhong is the master of ZTE in this world, and it has also achieved the unsuccessful golden body that no one has ever been able to achieve since the ages. The Mozu Wanmai cannot hope that such a young supreme grows up. I hope to kill it in the cradle, because this is the most appropriate.

"No big deal, if it doesn't work, I will sacrifice nine days to see who is afraid of who, I have not killed the saint!" Ye Zhong gnawed his teeth and opened his mouth. The sage of the real **** man was shot dead, though It is a serious record after all the people are seriously injured and dying.

"If you can't shoot, don't shoot. If you fall into the hands of the Mozu, you will have big problems." The clock is dignified and fast, and they all look very hard. They secretly communicate with each other. Discuss countermeasures.

The demon saints of the dragon's first body step by step toward the front, and the powerful saints are flowing, just like the chaotic fog is spreading, and everyone is frightened and frightened.

"Is that you?" He was high, looking down at the leaf behind the stone table.

"Yes, it is me." Ye Zhong stood up and looked at him, calm and not afraid.

In the distance, the onlookers and the democrats are all shocked, and the heart is filled with the color of sigh. In the face of a true saint's pressure, Ye Zhong is still able to stand in the field, without squatting, such things are beyond everyone's expectations.

"Yes, it's a bit interesting." The demon sage of the dragon's body overlooks the leaf, and the body's breath is more intense. His gods are even more embarrassing, making him as a god-like, frightening.

Ye Zhong felt a powerful pressure, and his bones were creaking. If it was not a special body, it would not kill the golden body. I am afraid that he has already broken into a meat body at the moment.

But even so, his body is also a burst of pain, a powerful force that comes to him where he is, oppressing him to kneel down, this is the real sage.

"With a saint to suppress a junior, your demon is really amazing." In the field, an indifferent voice remembered, at this moment, the Emperor of God also slowly smashed up, and his kingdom was soaring, This confronts the Mozu Sage of the Dragon Head.

The strong neighbors are a heartbeat. The **** prince is a man who dares to scream with the Emperor of the Devil. Now he is also screaming with a sage of the Mozu, and it is not much worse.

"God prince, I see that after you are the Zhongtian Huangdi, don't want to be embarrassed, you don't make mistakes." The demon sage of the dragon's body slowly put away the pressure, he looked down on the gods, faintly open Road.

"Golden dynasty is both a descendant of the Yellow Emperor and a human race. Even when my family is in the world, I have never said which one to destroy. Now that your demon is still undocumented, you want to retreat. Is the world a foreigner?" God's prince. He does have such an open mouth. After all, they have taught the last Emperor of Heaven since the ages, and no one knows what they have.

"The election of the three tribes is open here. I am not good at killing the host directly. But if you insist on managing our Mozu and the sky, don't blame me!"

The look of the demon sage of the dragon's first person is getting colder. He has a big disagreement, and he will kill the gods and the princes together.

In the distance, everyone is cold and cold, and a saint of the Mozu is intimate, and ordinary people can't compare it. At this moment, all the people who were present at the scene could not stop him from hitting. This is the difference between heaven and earth.

"Being a demon sacred, is this bullying?" Yes, he was in front of the emperor's body, and he remained calm until he reached this point. After all, he was not the first time to see the saint. How can the sages have a fight?

"Senior, are you talking to this holy? This holy finger can kill you tens of thousands of times!" The demon sage of the dragon head flashed, and the voice was open.

"Yes, I am talking to you!" Ye Zhong nodded fearlessly.

In the rear, everyone is secretly surprised, how strong is the leaf in the end, the sage of a demon group dare to speak like this, is it true that I know what secret things are not done?

The patriarch of the Feng nationality rushed in time at this moment. As a semi-holy, he was able to withstand the pressure of the saint. He was afraid that Ye Zhong really was smashed by one finger. At this moment, he couldn’t help but scream out loudly: "The emperor’s incarnation is walking in the east, this is The real miracle, and now the three tribes have been convened, and respected as a saint, why not be so self-respecting, burning and pressing!"

The four fields are quiet and quiet, and everyone is holding their breath, because it takes a lot of courage to ask a saint of the demon, and if it is not good, it will be shot by a slap.

The "Devil" of the "Dragon" first person laughed in the sky. He looked at everything, and did not look at the people present. All the eyes were endless contempt.

"A group of ants, will they hope to be placed on a dead person at this moment? She doesn't know how many years have passed since she died. Even if there is an incarnation of the power of faith, what can I do? Today I appeared, just to Let the people of the people understand that you have no hope! Even if you still have a saint, there is one, I will kill one!" The posture of the demon saint of the dragon head is very arrogant, he not only does not believe that the Terran has a Emperor In the world, it is obvious that the Terran does not have a few saints. His words are insulting the human race, so that everyone is filled with indignation.

"How? Is there anyone who is not convinced? But I am standing at this moment today, let the Emperor to suppress me! She was not a manifestation miracle not long ago, so that you are excited about the Terran?" Sen Ran sneered, said, "Even if it is a generation of Emperor, can live the second and third worlds, but how? Can he live for millions of years? It is a joke!"

"That's right!" In the distance, the devil and the emperor echoed. "The four spirits of the heavens and the seven murders of the Taikoo can't live for so long. Only one emperor of the Terran, can you not be against the sky?"

As soon as this statement is made, the Terran is gnashing his teeth, because it is not only insulting the Emperor, but simply despising the entire Terran. And the Emperor cannot be deceived!

"You are insulting my Terran Emperor, the Terran ancestors, and soon after, you must fly away!" The windy patriarch was so angry that he pointed to the loud sage of the dragon's first person.

"Hahaha, it’s naive and ridiculous. You don’t look at how old you are! Are you still expecting a million-year-old person to climb out?” The demon sage of the dragon’s body laughed, and the look became colder and colder. "You are the patriarch of the wind ethic in the Southern Wilderness? I heard that you and the Tiantian are very close. Now that I am willing to make a fortune in the sky, I will kill you."

"boom"

However, it was a dawn, and a sacred sage of the heavens spread directly. The patriarchs of the winds suddenly vomited blood and retreated.

The scene was dead, the head of the tribe was a sage, but the sigh of the other party could not bear it. Under such a gap, it was simply uncalculated.

"You" leaves a great anger, it is necessary to disregard everything.

"What happened to me? A little sacred child. What do you really do for this moment? If you can grow up, you still dare to disrespect me at this moment? Give me a sigh!" "The demon sage of the dragon's first person overlooks Ye Zhong, sneer, he does not want to kill the leaves, but the heart of the bad leaves."

"Respect, but don't deceive too much." Later, there was a sigh, and the East Demon Lord Dragon Star appeared. He raised the patriarch of the Wind and sighed.

The Mozu Sage of the Dragon's first person turned and looked at the demon Lord and said, "Why, haven't your Yaozu always kept a low profile? How can we intervene in our two communities at this moment?"

"The Three-Ethnic Wanjiao Festival is about to open. It is only for the peace of the four wilderness. Why is your lord burning at this moment?" The demon Lord Longxing said.

The demon saint of the dragon's first person overlooked him, and smiled coldly: "You are just a semi-sacred strength. Although you have the legendary celestial body, it is only a strong line compared to the patriarch. Killing you is just a slap in the face! Do you want to intervene in the two races, is it forcing me to kill you?"

"Is it really so?" The demon Lord Long Xing opened his mouth and looked ugly. He couldn’t think of the Mozu’s arrogance, not just the Terran, even if he was a Yaozu, he didn’t look at it.

"The Terran does not work, the Yaozu, has been a vassal of the Mozu since ancient times," the demon sage of the dragon's body stretched out a finger, shook it, and the scornful color was indescribable. "The Terran has also produced several Emperors." What have you been out of the Yaozu? This kind of strength is weaker than the Terran, and you want to be strong at this moment! The idiots say dreams, and the arm is a car!"

"I am so open-minded, do you want to be an enemy with my demon?" Longxing was angry, and there was a demon shadow behind him. He burst into anger and swelled his blood.