The Martial Emperor with Dragon Blood

"What are you doing?"

A brown man came out and his expression was very dignified. He was also the strongest of the group, the king of the world, called Shangluo.

"What? What is natural is to pull you to work hard, the mysterious mines only open once in a million years, once only open for a month, our Jiange naturally has to collect a lot of resources, now, Chen Xuanyi has been killed by our brothers, you Help people, if it is not good to use, is it not a waste?"

A disciple of the sword pavilion came up and smiled coldly.

"Your swordsman kills our elite disciples. If our door master knows, they will definitely go to your swords and ask for sin!"

"Yes, actually still oppressing us, we will not leave, have the ability to kill me?"

Those disciples who are mixed in Tianmen are angry. They are not afraid of this sword. They don’t believe that Jiange is so bold and dare to kill them. Once they start, they will provoke the contradiction between the two main gates.

"Dead!"

A sword gas attacked, directly through the body of a mixed Tianmen disciple, not only broke his Wudaodan pill, flesh and blood have turned into a **** fog.

At this time, a disciple of Jiange also came over, grabbed a big hand, and an invisible force shrouded the flesh and blood, and finally directly condensed into a book of jade.

“How is this possible? Can you force the military to sit down and swear?”

Ye Mo saw this scene, his face was unbelievable, which is equivalent to killing a warrior and getting a god.

"Ye Mo, it seems that you really don't know anything. This is the **** of sorrow. In the world of Xingyu, basically everyone can master it. If you kill each other, you can force it into a god. Oh, it is precisely because of this that many kings are very vigilant, because if they are careless, they may be killed."

Fang Yuan whispered.

"Fang Yuan, I suggest that you still do not act rashly. If the other party dares to kill Chen Xuanyi, you will not be jealous of your sect. Therefore, if you resist again, there is only one way to die. Now, the only way is to pretend to surrender to them. After all, staying in the green hills is not burning."

Ye Mo said faintly.

"I am afraid that my brothers will not give in!"

Fang Yuan Liu Mei slightly wrinkled.

"Do you dare to kill?"

Shangluo was angry and looked at the man who was hands-on. He said: "Qin Ling, I think you are looking for death. Although your sword is strong, I can't be afraid of you."

"Hey!"

Qin Ling smiled disdainfully and said: "To you, it is the meaning of our cabinet owner. If anyone who dares to rebel, I don't mind how many more gods, even though the gods are worthless now. However, if you meet your own cultivation, you can add a touch of heritage."

"Damn!"

The disciples of the Tiantianmen are biting their teeth. They already know that it is not the meaning of the disciple of the sword, but the meaning of the chief of the sword.

"Dear disciples, we still follow their meaning. If we do work for him, they will not let us go, we will fight with them!"

Fang Yuan said.

"Hey, come with us, you better not to think about running away. We are all strong men of King VI. They also have inscriptions on their bodies. If you are tempted, we will be able to kill you."

Qin Ling could not help but reminded them that they majored in martial arts. As for the disciples of the Tianmen, the major is the inscription, the overall strength, naturally stronger than the disciples of the Tianmen.

Next, Qin Ling was a group of disciples with mixed Tianmen, and came to a huge mountain range. This mountain seems to have a strong sword array. If no one leads, random break-in will definitely trigger a big battle.

Under the leadership of Qin Ling, more than 50 disciples of the Tianmen Gate came to a valley, which also created a huge palace. The palace gate was more than ten feet wide.

Entering the palace, there is a vast temple, one throne, and two sides, all of which are disciples of the Jiange, basically the repair of King VII.

Moreover, they are all powerful and obviously innate.

As for the top of the hall, it is a young black-haired man in a blue gown. The badge on his chest is also printed with a long sword. However, the long sword is extraordinary and shows that the man’s identity is extraordinary.

He was carrying a long sword behind him, and the sword of a cloud was also torn through the sky, with a feeling of arrogance.

This person, no doubt, is the sword cold day of the Jiange, the same as the team leader of this action, the innate ability index reached 150 million, in Yanzhou, is a really powerful figure.

"This is the sword cold day of the sword court. It is really powerful. I don't know if I can advance to the king of the world, can I beat this person."

Ye Mo looked at the man in front of him, and this time, in retrospect, the innate ability index of Jianhantian seems to reach 150 million, which is 50 million higher than his innate ability index.

However, it is precisely because of this kind of awareness that he has the confidence to defeat Jian Hantian, because he has mastered the reversal of innateness, this trick, since he reached the 100 million innate ability index, he has never used the enemy to show the past.

If you let him fight with Jian Hantian, urging to reverse the innate, it will be a breeze to defeat it. It is completely easy.

The Jianshentian saw the disciple of the mixed Tianmen coming, but also stood up directly, his eyes swept, and finally fell to the front of Shangluo. "Shangluo, first of all, I have a little explanation, Chen Xuanyi is deliberately provoking me." I only fought with him. He thought that he could beat me with a fifth-order inscription, but he did not expect to be killed by me. The fifth-order inscription on his body~www.wuxiaspot.com~ was also I plundered it."

Between the words, Jian Hantian grabbed a big hand, a sword-shaped pattern of inscription, the pattern was damaged, suspended in his palm, said: "This inscription is worth a lot, deprived from his body, although there is Damage, but if it can be repaired, the power is not weak."

Ye Mo saw the sword-shaped pattern and recalled it. On the neck of Chen Xuanyi, it was engraved with such a pattern.

"It is the burial sword inscription of Chen Xuanyi's brother. It contains the heart of the burial sword. The general warrior is unbearable. With the strength of Chen Xuanyi's brother, the use of the burial sword is forcibly used. How could it be defeated to Jian Hantian? ?"

Some disciples saw the inscription on the palm of the hand, and they also bite their teeth.

"Well, I don't want to be clean and kill. I found a large vein in the nearby area. As long as you can dig it all in seven days, I will let you go."

Jian Hantian said coldly: "Otherwise, your end is!"

Between the talks, he instantly locked a warrior, seems to kill the chicken and monkey, actually aimed at Ye Mo.

[Second, the so-called inscription, this is a creative idea of ​​running water to Dali tourism, because there are a lot of tattoos in the ancient city, so the inscription shows that the white point is the tattoo, the tattoo, the pattern. 】

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