Strongest Martial God

The heavens and the earth are eclipsed at this moment, the sun and the moon are dull at this moment, and almost everyone loses the power of speech at this moment. Not to mention the strong people who are hidden in the dark in the distance are dazed, even if they are the same poetry of the woman, at this moment is a face of a brother, can not tell the wretched.

"Well, it's over, my sister is really finished. Master, you know, your favorite disciple has become like this." Shi Xiaoxian's face with his hands, could not bear to witness.

It’s normal to look at Ye Yang’s look, or it’s abnormal, because everyone’s face is amazing, but his face is disdainful. However, this is also normal. In the past, his master, Qi Lin, and the goddess, how the national color is fragrant, today Xu Murong and her, although it is still a fairy, but in Ye Zhong's eyes, it is absolutely inferior. &nbs{}{}Fiction{][}p; "The first beauty, nothing more."

The voice of indifference came from the heavens and the earth, which was bigger than the sensation caused by Ye Zhong’s power to break the 18th God. Many people heard this voice as unbelievable. If it is said that this woman can not be called the world's first beauty, then what talent can have such a title? I don't know how many young people are strong, in order to be able to see the fairy face of Xu Murong, you can go through the fire.

In the middle of the air, Xu Murong stood in the air, like a proud phoenix, overlooking the earth. She did not deliberately do this, but she was born with such a grace, and now overlooking the Quartet, there is a kind of temperament like a royal girl.

When she heard the words of Ye Zhong, she did not get angry. Instead, she smiled quietly: "Ye Gongzi, I will give you a chance. If you can rush out of this area, I will let you leave."

After all, her finger was slightly in the field, and she pointed out an area.

"I will also give you a chance, as long as you come over and give me a back, I will let you give me a warm bed tonight." Ye stressed a finger pointing at Xu Murong, and then a light hook. His words can't be said to be arrogant, and many people have been speechless for a long time.

Xu Murong did not get angry because of this. Her smart eyes locked the leaf weight, and then she showed a smile and said: "Ye Gongzi not only loves to tell jokes, but also has confidence."

"You are right, not right. I am really confident, but I never say any jokes. If you want to gamble, you can gamble to see if I can take you down and make you willing tonight." Warm the bed for me." Ye smiled.

"Why do you have to gamble? Because no matter whether you gamble or not, Ye Gongzi has no chance. I also wanted to give you a chance, but I don't think about it at the moment." Xu Murong smiled and reached out with his palms. Long hair, "I don't want to ask me when I am kneeling at the moment, I will consider giving you a chance?"

"Good thoughts, let you serve me tonight." Ye Zhong decapitated, not allowed to speak, whispering, but not seeing slutty, but rather seemingly domineering.

Step poetry is close, whispered: "Ye brother, you still don't anger her, if she is good to deal with, it will not be called the world's first beauty."

Shi Xiaoxian approached, and Ye Zhongli stood side by side, smiled lightly, and smiled like a silk: "Ye Gongzi, you don't have to be self-effacing, just rely on Ye Gongzi's means, to take her is just two or three tricks."

"Do you think that in addition to the Eighteen Gods of Heavenly Man and the Five Sacrifices of Heavenly Man, did she prepare for the Yaochi? Perhaps that is the source of her self-confidence." Ye Zhongyi held his hand and stared at the sky. Xu Murong on the road.

Step poetry and Shi Xiaoxian looked at each other and looked at the same time.

You must know that the 18th Gods just had a good time, and the five sacrifices were worth mentioning. In the end, it should be the gift of Qiu Daozi to Xu Murong. At this moment, Xu Murong did not seem to really motivate his own means.

"Ye Gongzi is really smart."

In the sky, Xu Murong’s chuckle was heard, and then she saw her whole person exudes a jade-colored god. The light of the road is the origin of her place, echoing around, at this moment She is like a real moon palace goddess, dancing lightly under the moon.

The sound of "嗡" sounded, and in the sky, suddenly there was a jade-white big bell, which carved the heavens and gossip, and the scene of the cosmic Liuhe, in the moment of emergence, a horrible polar sacred shroud enveloped the square.

"The polar road is holy." Ye heavy frowns.

"The town of Yaochi is the treasure of the town, and the sacred priest Lingyun Zhong." The poems of the poems suddenly changed color, and the face was ugly to the extreme.

Shi Xiaoxian is even more crisp. She turns and walks away. She wants to look far. Obviously, even if Ye Zhong is strong again, even if the three people in the field are more powerful, when they encounter the polar sacred soldiers, everything is already doomed.

"Why do you want to go to the Yaochi as a stone block?" Xu Murong said with a smile.

As her voice fell, the celestial celestial celestial celestial celestial clock in the sky turned slightly, and the road of the jade like a jade flew out and sprinkled. These Shenxia directly blocked the retreat of Shi Xiaoxian and forced her back to the original place.

"This first beauty is really a good idea. At the beginning of the triple murder, she is more than half of us can't stand us, but wants to delay the time, and finally let Ling Yunzhong recover. Actually, even the sacred sacred All the sacrifices came out, how can I play?" Shi Xiaoxian cursed again and again, although the pretty face still has a smile, but it is very pale.

You must know that any sacred priest is unparalleled in the world. Unless the sage is in the world, there will be only sacred soldiers who can fight against the sacred sacred soldiers.

"Yes, I was able to motivate the sacred sages with my own strength. Even I also looked down on this first beauty." Ye Zhong sighed, and the look was hard to see.

"Do you still have a mood to laugh? This thing is suppressed, we can't run it, unless we have a sacred soldier on hand. Sister, the master likes you so much, has you passed the piece of our teacher to you? "Shi Xiaoxian suddenly turned and stared at the poetry."

"You sister, you forgot, is the sacred priest of our teacher's door long lost for many years?" The poetry poem is also ugly at the moment, almost crying out.

Ye Zhongwen’s words are also frowning. He has a lot of good things on hand, like the tower of the sky, not a common thing. But it was really not enough to watch it against a sacred sacred soldier. The most mysterious thing in Ye Zhong’s hands is the nine-day scorpion. Although it is sure to be able to counter the sacred sacred soldiers, the thing is too strange, and it is not arbitrarily wanted to be motivated. At this moment, Ye had tried several times in the dark, but found that the broken things were dead and dead, and there was no movement at all, which made the leaves directly speechless.

At the moment, even a small white shot is useless, because it can't fight the full-fledged sacred sage.

"Let's find a way!"

After a few moments of frowning, Ye Zhong had to wave his hand, and the tower of the tower was sacrificed, and it was placed on top of the head, and the three had to be together at the moment, and squatted in one direction.

Above the sky, Ling Yunzhong slowly suppressed it, and sprinkled Shen Xia constantly. Every **** fell, like a sword light, and it was easy to annihilate an emperor.

Although the material of the 昊天塔 at the top of the leaf is amazing, it is the embryo of the Emperor of the Emperor. It is very strong, but at this moment, it is constantly trembled by these swordsmen. You must know that the sacred priests are not laughing, any One can push the world.

The leaves are cold and screaming, and they are not extinguished by the golden body. Together with the spirit of the gods, the gods are proud of the nine days. At the same time, the five great shrines are emerging, so as to urge the tower to fight against Lingyun.

Shi Xiaoxian is a cold scream, sneaking out the jade flute, wants to take the opportunity to kill Xu Murong. But it was useless. Her jade flute was directly shot and almost broken.

The poems of the poems are fast and the two hands are imprinted. The last one is in the corner of your own eyebrows. In an instant, you will see the nine road maps connected, and directly through the void, forming a bridge that allows the three to break out. .

"Go!" Step poetry and poetry, first take out.

Suddenly, another part of the sky, a purple palm covered the sky, and when pressed, the bridge was broken.

This purple big hand looks ordinary, but under that blow, there is a smell of all things in it. A single blow, the poems of poetry and poetry were not easily prepared and the road was directly destroyed.

"Little kid, you still have some fun!" Step poetry took a sigh of coolness, his body flew back, and once again fell back to Ye Zhong's side.

In the far space, a refined man wearing a purple robe walked slowly. He looked calm and stood there quietly, staring into the field without opening.

"This is the purple hand leaf Yulong who was retired by you?" Ye Zhongbai looked at that direction and looked very familiar. After a moment, he could not help but sigh.

Purple hand leaf Yulong, one of the five sons of the world, although there is no real shot at this moment, just forced to retreat step poetry, but this hand has been desperate.

Even if Ye Zhong is heavy, seeing him is a dignified look, because this person is absolutely extraordinary and will not be good.

"Even the five elements of the emperor are invited, Xu Murong you really can afford us!" Shi Xiaoxian stared in the air, the look is hard to see, "You also invited what the ghosts and snakes come together, let them all come out, look Who is afraid of who!"

"Since Shi girl asked for it." Xu Murong smiled.

"boom"

In the middle of the air, a demon rushed into the sky, and then saw a skinny monk wearing a robe out, it looked indifferent, looking at the front, gently salute: "You are a donor, a little polite!"

"Sneaky!" Shi Xiaoxian exclaimed, his face was ugly to the extreme.

"I don't think that the son of the heavenly ghost temple was invited out. Xu Murong's face is really big!" Even the poems are discolored, and the look is pale and snowy.