The Martial Emperor with Dragon Blood

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"This!"

The elders of the Linghu family were all shocked by this scene, and even Lin Biao lost. Is it necessary to let them out of the old things?

"This magical soul did not press any kindness, and the three masters of the magic field are the geniuses in the genius."

The silver fox clan bites his teeth.

"Haha, silver fox patriarch, I told you, this trip, I brought the four demons of the Mozu to the future. The first one is the konjac guarding the northern hills. He is a dragon, practicing me. After the magic field practice, the strength is greatly increased, it really needs to be considered strength. Among the four magical ones, he can rank second. As for the magic, his magic refines the magic inflammation, and is still in the magic In the hole, he got a magical seed and successfully refining it, but his strength is among the top four."

While the demon soul was talking, he secretly observed the face of the silver fox patriarch and saw that their faces became more and more ugly. He could not help but continue to say: "As for the two behind me, the strongest is the innocent, the middle of the lens. The strength, and this is the third magic thunder.

"What do you say? Is that magical inflammation just the most powerful one?"

One of the elders was completely shocked. The strength of the magical inflammation has been so strong. There are two more abnormal ones behind. How can I fight?

"I will meet him."

Miao Miao finally couldn’t hold it anymore. When she just wanted to rush out, she was pressed and held by a strong arm.

"Miaomei sister, let me come!"

Ye Mo said faintly.

"you?"

Miao Miao did not expect Ye Mo to help him, after all, he was beaten by his own anger.

"How? Don't trust me?"

Ye Mo smiled.

"No? Just?"

This time, Miao Miao actually found that she could not speak, and could not speak for the first time.

"Don't you say that? We must guard our glory in the disciples of the Shura Temple. You have done too much for the Shura Temple. Give me this new life today."

Ye Mo said with a smile, and then he walked over in the wrong expression of the crowd.

"Kids, have the courage, the strength of God's late travel will dare to stand up, I will give you a whole body with your courage alone."

The magic faintly said, at the same time a layer of black fire, gathered a piece of armor, already covered in the body.

"You just consumed a lot of power in the First World War? Do you want to fight again?"

Ye Mo smiled faintly. When this magical victory was over, it was not his opponent. Now he releases the Hellstorm, and his own power is also consumed a lot, not his opponent.

"Kid, want to deliberately delay the time? Are you stupid? Are you still need to restore strength?"

The magic is obviously irritated by Ye Mo’s sentence. He screamed, and the demon sword in his hand waved again and again, and the sword screamed and screamed.

This sword, with a strong magical illusion, the entire space, is to be cut.

The fire was raging, but Ye Mo was still motionless. Others thought that Ye Mo was scared, but in the face of such an offensive, Ye Mo did not move at all.

With static braking, the party is the top.

"go to hell!"

Just in the Jianmang attack to Ye Mo just, the power of the prison dragon perfused on the blood of the Tianluo gun, the power of 100,000 prison dragons all broke out, and suddenly, his whole person’s momentum suddenly increased. The ground is already beginning to collapse and crack.

This scene, not only the people of the Linghu family, was surprised, even the three people in the magic domain, all showed an incredible expression.

"Magic, get away!"

The demon immediately reminded loudly.

But it was too late, Ye Mo shot, directly broke the layers of the magical offensive, the layer of magical armor, is also completely vulnerable, directly into the chest, just where the magic core is.

“Why is it so strong?”

The magic is pierced by Ye Mo, and it is still where the magic core is. The arrogance and arrogance that he still maintains on his face gradually transforms into shock: "I am the most outstanding genius in the magic group." First, the head of the group said, with my current strength, the warrior below the middle of the dementor, all killed, not my opponent, how can I lose to the hands of a small person?"

"Little people?"

Ye Mo smiled coldly and leaned his head back. He said softly: "The konjac has been killed by me. Do you think I am still a small person?"

"What? Devil!!!"

It can be said that he has not finished his sentence yet.

Ye Mo took back the weapon and kicked him off. He screamed: "I reminded him before, let him recover and come back to fight with me. Unfortunately, he didn't listen. This is a shot." ”

After that, Ye Mo suddenly slammed, and there was a magic core in his hand. When the light flashed, he was taken into the mustard ring.

"Wind? The kid who traveled to the gods actually won?"

The face of the silver fox patriarch was full of incredible. Recalling the scene before, Ye Mo was strong, but he completely ignored him. Instead, he struggled with Lin Biao.

What is a genius, in the silver fox patriarch's view, Ye Mo is the real genius, the strength of the late Qing dynasty, actually able to kill the magic.

You must know that the magical fire has just been used to display the Hellstorm, and will defeat the incomparable Lin Biao.

This kind of visual contrast has extremely impacted his heart.

"A good means."

The demon soul snorted and turned away. His eyes looked at the magic thunder, and the four men ranked third in strength.

"Magic Thunder, you go, kill me the kid."

After the devil was finished, Mo Lei Tian nodded and immediately prepared to go to the battle circle.

"The devil is an adult, let me come, we can't afford it, we can quickly fix it."

The devil said, directly rising to the ground, falling in front of Ye Mo's body, staring at the eyes, staring at Ye Mo.

"If you win me, this gambling will win you!"

The devil said faintly, his body has a purple light, rising up and down the body, powerful power fluctuations, directly turned into a circle of ripples, the momentum is very embarrassing.

"You are the master of the middle of the Mirror, and the head of your four great devils. Can you let me recover and restore the real thing first? Let's start playing again."

Ye Moss was not intimidated by the momentum of the other party.

"哼~www.wuxiaspot.com~ You can't compare me to the waste of Magic."

I didn’t pay attention to Ye Mo’s teasing, and the devil said indifferently.

"This person, a strong and powerful momentum, is estimated to have been forced to Maomao, but Maomao is the warrior in the late stage of the soul mirror."

Seeing the momentum that the other party exudes, Miao Miao also reveals a look of worry.

"It's really strong, but your friend doesn't show a timid color on his face. It must have been a card."

Silver Fox said faintly.

When he saw it, Ye Mo spoke extremely skillfully. First, he angered the enemy, then let the enemy show the flaw when attacking, and then he would kill.

But this is innocent, obviously not a normal character.

In the middle of the battle against the soul mirror in the late stage of the gods, the collision of this realm has never been seen before!

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