Strongest Martial God

"You want to use me to remove your enemies, but also to say so nice, do you want me to be your spokesperson, or become your embarrassment?" Xu Murong is icy at this moment, but her look is very cold, like a fairy .

"It depends on how you understand it. If you and I cooperate, you will become the first person in the three thousand gods. I think this is in the interest of both you and me, and you can't talk about the spokesperson and you." The smile is very beautiful.

Xu Murong bite the jade lip, she stared at the leaf like this, and wanted to put the leaf on the sole of the foot, but it gave birth to a sense of powerlessness.

"Don't forget, I am the Taoist son of Qiu Daozi. What have you done to me? He will soon know that there is him, what can you do? After all, isn't it necessary? The novel is suppressed?"

"Don't forget, I dare to kill Qiu Beihai. This shows that I am not afraid of Qiu Daozi, isn't it?" Ye smiled.

"You are a demon!" After a long time, Xu Murong finally sighed and said.

"Does God and the devil have a difference? From the moment you shot me, you should think of your own end. And how kind I am, not only leaving you a life, but also creating a avenue for you, let you No one can talk about it. No matter how you look at it, this ending is better than the Taoist who is Qiu Daozi?" Ye smiled.

"How about the Lord of the Three Thousand Gods? The world is three thousand, the only one is the witness. You should not tell me, you are also ready to support me on the road of the Emperor." Xu Murong ridiculed.

"It depends on your own. Whether it is or not, it is all about yourself. Maybe you will be half a step faster than me. But this is no problem." Ye Zhongxiao smiled very calmly, as if Xu Murong might prove The achievement of the Heavenly Emperor’s position is completely unconcerned.

"How about the half step? How is life and death only between your thoughts? It looks like extraordinary dust, high above, not eating fireworks, but always controlled by you?" Xu Murong said coldly.

"Xu Murong, Xu Xianzi, have confidence in yourself, but it is a **** oath, and will be annihilated by you sooner or later." Ye Zhongxiao said, "before, you need to know your position. Be obedient, hehe."

Xu Murong glared at Ye Zhong. After a long time, he finally sighed: "I am now at this moment in order to survive, and it has fallen into your hands. Is there any other choice?"

"Don't say this, you and I have been united since then, what are you talking about? Our cooperation will be very pleasant." Ye Zhong smiled.

Xu Murong stared at Ye Zhong, almost biting the teeth. She took a long breath and finally regained her calmness. "You don't want to think too much. There are countless 3,000 gods and gods, and there are five people." Fang Tianzi, etc., relying on you and me to join hands, I want to be in the world, I am afraid it is still far away."

"The world doesn't make much sense to me. What about the five elements? You can annihilate one day sooner or later. At that time, the three thousand gods are your world, and this is the case, no longer Discussion.” Ye smiled as if to say something trivial.

"What are you going to do now? Continue to stay here?" Xu Murong said.

"Of course, I won't stay here, but I have to do a full set of dramas. Are you right?" Ye smiled and then passed out.

In the outside world, since the war is continuing at this moment, the two poets of Shi Xiaoxian's poems also rushed to the Tibetan royal family of the ancient emperor, and grabbed a few steps. However, in the rear, the mother of the chariot is still chasing after, refused to give up.

"Everything is over, Ye Gongzi has already heard the thoughts of God. It seems that your first beauty in the world has been annihilated." Shi Xiaoxian suddenly smiled and screamed at the Yaochi elders behind him. Feng Ding.

The sound of "嗡", Jiufeng Ding reversed, a fairy shadow slightly trembled, but has already taken the lead from the inside.

Xu Murong Bai Yi Sai Xue, like a flying fairy in the sky, flying directly from Jiufeng Ding, so that the beauty makes the heavens and the earth directly discolored, the sun and the moon are dull, at this moment, Xu Murong is like a fairy.

The elders of Yao Chi, who were originally discolored, were all angry at the moment: "Mu Rong has nothing to do with her, even if Jiu Feng Ding, this holy emperor can not suppress her, this is huge for her future avenue. the benefits of."

In addition to Yao Chi, the other strong players in the field are also surprised.

"Jiufeng Ding is the real holy emperor. After being included in it, he has not been refining!"

"Xu Xianzi is not a generation of female respect, proud of the ancient and modern, even the Holy Emperor can not help her!"

"What the Holy Emperor, in front of Murong's sister, is a waste!"

Many powerful people are amazed, everyone is very excited, if the world's first beauty is a fragrant jade, for them, it is definitely not a good thing.

"How is it possible? Is it only that Ye Qiang has already killed Xu Murong? How could she still be alive?" Shi Xiaoxian frowned, only then Xu Murong really died, and the change at this moment exceeded her imagination.

"Xu Murong has a sacred sacred body, perhaps a means of transcending imagination." The poems and poems frowned, and this incident was also beyond her expectations.

A moment later, in the Jiufeng Ding, the leaves slowly flew out, but his half of the clothes were broken, and it seemed that he was awkward compared to Xu Murong.

"Ye brother, what the **** is going on?" Step by step poetry, whispered.

There was a smile on the corner of the leaf, and there was no answer in the middle of the air. It was just a thoughtful look at this scene.

Step poetry looks slightly, did not say anything, but Shi Xiaoxian came over and squinted at Ye Zhongdao: "You should not have Xu Murong this Xiao Nizi to conquer and become a person?"

"Do not talk nonsense, it is not good to ruin people's reputation." Ye Zhongdao, "People have already released, Yaochi should not continue to do the right thing with us, we might as well look for opportunities?"

"You bastard!" Shi Xiaoxian whispered softly. "Fortunately, I am a woman, or I will shoot you to death."

Ye had a faint look at her, did not answer, but the line of sight slowly turned in this Tibetan scripture, looking for something that could be seen. However, it is a pity that this place has been turned over seven or eight, and there is nothing to see.

"Ok?"

Suddenly, the leaves were slightly frowning, and at some point, the solar tract in his body seemed to have a sense of something. Almost subconscious, Ye Zhong slowly spurred the Sun Taoist, careful perception, after a while, his expression was slightly shocked, but he had turned directly and flew away in another direction.

Shi Xiaoxian and Bu Shi poetry glanced at each other and also quickly followed, because the place where Ye Zhong went was the main hall located at the center of the ancient emperor, where the legendary Shaolin Emperor’s palace was located.

Many great teachers in the rear saw this scene. After a slight hesitation, they all followed up in an instant, because the facts have proved that there is no treasure in this place. At this moment, the inheritance of Shaodi Emperor is not yet in the world. Many people are full of it. Expectation and hope.

The Shaolin Emperor's Palace is located in the most central part of the ancient emperor's capital. It is high above and overlooks the Quartet. But within the radius of this palace, there is a strange field, not only can anyone fly in, but no one can get close.

"That is"

Suddenly, someone calmed down and stared at the palace, because looking at it from this direction, I can see vaguely that within the throne of the palace, there seems to be a shadow sitting on it. The figure is stiff, like a corpse, full of a sense of guilt.

In the past, no one was close to this place. On the contrary, there were many great teachers who were here, but they did not find anything special. At this moment, it was discovered that this scene in the throne of the palace was chilling.

The atmosphere of the entire ancient emperor is full of surprises at this moment. Everyone's eyes are flashing and seem to have their own thoughts.

“Less Emperor?” Ye smiled a little, and he slowly spurred the Sun Road and approached where the palace was.

The strange field that was originally shrouded in this palace was slightly swaying. This was originally a hot field like a flame. Any warrior would be turned into a fly ash. But after urging the solar tract at this moment, Ye Zhong slowly approached a few steps, although the speed was not fast, but it was enough to be shocking.

"Less Sui Emperor, it really is the Western Emperor's Lieutenant?" Ye Zhong silently speaks to himself, the Sun Road is sensitive, and can bring himself close to the field, seems to illustrate a lot of problems.

"Yezhong, what do you want to do! Do you want to swallow everything?" Seeing that Ye Zhong is close, some people have changed their eyes, and then the cold whispered. For them, they don't want to see Ye Zhong really close to the Throne of the Palace. So what to get.

"Ye Xiaoyou, here is the power of the sun. It is naturally in harmony with the sun **** country. This place is the ancestral home of my sun **** country. You still don't want to make a random idea." The hero of a sun **** country is cold. Coldly speaking, he wore a crown and wore a robe, apparently the royal family of the Sun God.

As his voice fell, there were eight emperors of the Sun God Kingdom slowly approaching and killing. Although these people can't compare with Zu Yan, they are also very extraordinary. At the moment, they appear together and want to kill Ye.

At the rear, Shi Xiaoxian and Bu Shi poetry quickly drove the Jiufeng Ding, suspended in the air, overlooking the bottom, looking cold.

Soon, Zu Yan also drove the golden Ufa mirror and confronted Jiufengding.

Then, the Yin and Yang Guzong, the Zishan Yimai, etc. are all appearing in the hands of the sacred sacred soldiers. However, the people of Yaochi’s veins are now surrounded, and there is no shot at the moment.

The Zulong Temple, Wan Yaoshan and other people's teachings are cold-eyed, and there is no such thing as a moment.