The Martial Emperor with Dragon Blood

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Ye Mo looked at the sickle soldiers who had been attacked and killed. The **** gun of Feng Xiaolong was also caught in the hands. A gun swept the past, and the soldiers came to block the water. In the face of this situation, Ye Moke would not choose to give in. ?

Those sickle soldiers, in an instant, were scattered by Ye Mo, and a bone was broken, but it was not crushed.

\'The skeletons of these skeletons are so hard? ”

Ye Mo was puzzled, and with his ten-year-old immortal realm, he swept a shot, enough to tear the ordinary space, and cracked the cracks.

Hey!

At this time, the bones actually began to move, re-condensed into a respected Scythe, and once again slashed Yemo.

"what happened?"

Ye Mo was surprised, these seemingly weak cockroaches, actually able to regenerate and continue to bombard him.

Ye Mo once again broke them up, and once again rebirth, and repeated again and again, Ye Mo broke up again and again, and he was reborn again and again.

Moreover, at the beginning, Ye Mo did not notice it, because these cockroaches were too weak, but Ye Mo slammed a hundred times, and realized that something was wrong.

These embarrassing strengths seem to be getting stronger and stronger. In the end, these embarrassments can actually block his attacks, which is hard to believe.

"It’s almost endless!"

Ye Mo snorted, his body flew directly, and wanted to cross the entire map and fly to the front, but immediately, he was resisted by an invisible shackle, a powerful idea. Introduced into his mind.

"If you want to understand the three poles, you must break through the nine maps. Each ring can randomly select a map. Only if you successfully break the map, can you get closer to it. Within a hundred years, if you have not broken the first one. The map will be kicked out of the space directly."

This is a very sweet voice, like a scorpio, but it does not bring a trace of affection.

"I really have to step by step."

Ye Mo wrinkled his frown, a picture of nine hundred and eighty-eight, divided into nine positions, nine rings, and now he is in the ninth ring. On the ninth ring, he can pick a picture of a position. As long as he can break, he can go to the eighth ring until he breaks the first ring map and he can really enter the bronze palace.

"It's not easy for every picture."

The black front said faintly: "I don't know how many mysteries are contained in these arrays."

"In a hundred years, is this picture really so difficult to break?"

Ye Mo said to himself, feeling the attack in all directions. He directly mobilized the kingdom of killing God, resisting it, and letting those shackles bombard, it is difficult to break the kingdom of killing.

As for Ye Mo, it was sitting down and meditating.

Although it is only by breaking the nine maps, he can really enter the bronze palace. However, since it is to enlighten the gods and break the map, it is naturally related to sentiment.

Therefore, Ye Mo does not intend to continue to entangle with those shackles. If he continues to attack, the strength of those shackles will definitely rise to a very terrible degree.

Today, Ye Mo is no longer a ignorant teenager. His cultivation is not necessary for others to give pointers. He has his own ideas, only real understanding, and then make corresponding countermeasures, and then break through the map. .

"This is under my attack, constantly reborn and resurrected, and the power is becoming more and more powerful. Could it be that those who can absorb my strength?"

Ye Mo immediately thought of this problem. Only in this way can he explain clearly why he is not only unable to obliterate, but will also absorb his strength and strengthen himself.

"I want to kill these cockroaches, unless I can do it. Under one blow, I don't release any power, but I can make a powerful attack."

Yemo suddenly produced a crazy idea.

However, if this idea is said to go out, there is absolutely no one who thinks that Ye Mo is crazy, does not release power, and how to attack. This is totally unrealistic.

However, it is precisely because of this kind of thinking that there will be people to try.

"This is not necessarily impossible!"

Ye Mo whispered a word, a terrible thought grew up from his heart, he wanted to try this trick, if it is truly successful, not only can this big squad be broken, but also for his own strength. Great improvement.

However, this trick is only the trick that Ye Mozhen thought of, and it may not be really successful. Even if it succeeds, it will take a lot of time.

"Power is the root of an attack. If there is no power, how can it be a powerful attack?"

This is almost a theory that is used to it, and it is impossible to violate it, but Ye Mo wants to break this routine and find another way.

Ye Mo is completely in meditation!

One month, two months, three months, six months, one year, two years, three years.

In the past three years, Ye Mo has been in this sentiment.

As for the black front and the red diamond, it is also impossible to shake their heads and sigh. In their view, it is almost impossible to launch a powerful attack without urging the momentum.

"Black Front, will Ye Mo do not fall into a dead end? Should we remind him of it? He continues to learn this way, I am afraid it is a waste of time, and it takes him three years to complete a picture. There are still eight maps."

"Let's talk about it later~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Ye Mo now no longer needs our guidance. He should go his own way now. We, as his partner, can do it, only support."

"Then we can't keep watching him in this way?"

"Isn't there a decade? If it is ten years later, Ye Mo can't break it. If we don't need to say it, he will be popped up by the bronze palace."

The two spirits began to communicate constantly. In their view, Ye Mo’s thoughts were too crazy. Moreover, Ye Mo had already fully realized for three years, and there was no movement at all. This made them both observers. Start to worry.

"When the boy entered this place, he entered the map. Is there God in the midst of it?"

A sound is heard, no one can hear this sound. It is the sound of this bronze palace. "In that year, my first master entered the squad, and then broke the nine arrays. The picture has succeeded in mastering the three-pole god. Since he fell, thousands of years have passed, the years have passed, the sun and the moon have changed, countless strong people, trying to understand the three-pole gods, have failed, and no one has entered. In the picture."