When the dance ugly was still there, through the two samples of Ye Jielin and Mei Ying, collected data, and had a conclusion that even if they stood still, Ren Shengwang hit the last half a day, and it was no harm.
Under the premise of being soberly conscious and capable of being able to resist, if there is no protective protector, then it is different.
Emperor -level orcs, the strength of the flesh is far more than the human beings at the same level. Even if it is not lucky, stand there as Meng Yan to attack, it is estimated that it will be completely unsightly, let alone hurt, so it will hurt, so it will hurt. Therefore, it will hurt.
After the first sword attack failed, Meng Yan immediately realized that he needed a stronger firepower.
The weapon is the strongest power increase tool of warriors, especially the internal and inside of the inside. In theory, it can make people more powerful.
For the cast, you know the potential of the weapon most, and you know how to cause it.
Getting the sword and inserting mirror, the two instruments are united, and the blood is combined. These are to warm up, awaken the weapon of the weapon, and inspire their potential. As this is prepared, Wanhua Qiqian spit
Thousands of stars have flashed, and there is a tsunami -like force in it.
"It's time ... It's really destiny, but it will move to you."
Meng Yan sighed, and reached out into the mirror, gripped hard, as if holding the burning soldering iron in the palm, it was extremely burning, making him want to let go of the pain, but for a moment of life and death, he couldn't care about it.
A horizontal, endured the pain of the red sword from the mirror.
The awakening of the fierce red sun gold sword, the whole body is golden, the fierceness is as fast as flames, the bear spitting, a peerless emperor, like a awakened peerless beast, full of anger, choose to choose, choose to choose, choose to choose, choose
Person to eat.
Forced by this fierce flame, the flames on the flames of Zhu Yan's body seemed to be awake at any time from the suppression of the Bodhi god tree.
Sun Jin Sword. One sword broke the clouds and emptied. When the head was cut off.
Jin Jian's sword light, straight into the clouds, is no longer ordinary forces, but the fierce Emperor Meng Yan.
On Zhu Yan, Zhu Yan erupted, resisting the sword light. This sword was cut off.
"Hum! I expected early!"
Meng Yan's sword failed, and his left palm turned over. He was also activated by Wan Hua Qiqian, who was also turned around. Finally, he was shot on the sword handle of the Chi Ri Golden Sword.
On the hilt, a explosive driving force was given.
"Can an emperor's soldier threatened you? Two emperors combined, you must not hurt, you must not die!"
In the sound of roar, the red sword of Chi Ri Gold Sword was cut into a thorn, and the combined force of the two emperors was together with the two emperors.
Breaking into Zhu Yan's shoulders, when he was in a sharp sorrow, he sounded thoroughly.
The strong light shining for thousands of miles airspace, all the red fogs covered by all over, in the strong light, no one can open the eyes clearly, and the consciousness recovers the sober martyrs. Before I had time to open my eyes, I felt a palm of the palm.
On the back, the turbulent heat could not be lost, and a weak sound sounded at the same time.
"……Walk!"
Lie Zhaoxia's eyes were half-opened. When she heard the voice, she fully felt the urgency and danger inside. She didn't think about anything at the moment. She took advantage of the red mist spell to disappear and rushed out at full speed. Zhan Yun seemed to know the crisis and rushed forward with all his strength.
Thousands of miles in an instant, rushing out so far in one go.
The shrill roar of Zhu Luan shook the whole world. Even though they were thousands of miles away, the roars and the heat flow were still coming continuously from behind, and the overbearing emperor evil contained in them made Lie Zhaoxia even more frightened and sweaty.
涔洔.
Half-opening her eyes at that moment, Lie Zhaoxia saw Zhu Luan's fiery body being cut open from it. The left half of his body was shattering and he was seriously injured... It was really unimaginable that it was an emperor-level god.
Bird, what kind of attack can cause it to suffer such serious injuries?
That Yuan Yingchou put a palm on his vest, transmitting heat. The power transmitted was very strange. It seemed strong but not strong, as if he didn't even have the realm of a holy king, but it was surprisingly solid and endless, supporting him to press forward.
Fa Zhanyun accelerated, but he didn't know what happened. Half of his body was leaning on his shoulders, and he was extremely weak, as if he would fall down at any time.
"Hey, how do you..."
"Don't ask, let's go!"
Accepting this urging, Lie Zhaoxia rushed forward in the clouds, rushing forward thousands of miles in one breath. Just as he was about to continue his mad dash, a blazing red flame appeared in the distance in front of him. As soon as it appeared, it cut across the entire sky, and the emperor's power was faintly conveyed.
When he came, Lie Zhaoxia was shocked and turned pale. He hurriedly hid in the clouds and hid on the ground. He just landed and entered the crown of a big tree at the bottom.
The crown of the tree is dozens of square meters, with dense branches and leaves. As soon as Lie Zhaoxia falls, a silver-skinned giant python jumps out, opens its mouth, spits poisonous gas, and wants to destroy the intruder. Lie Zhaoxia raises his sword, and the sword turns into Jinxia, incineration.
The poison gas even decapitated the giant python with a sword.
After killing the occupant of the tree, Lie Zhaoxia led the people to hide in the canopy of the tree. Before he could catch his breath, he first checked the man's condition and found that his face was as usual, but his breath was heavy, and his eyes were indescribably tired.
"How are you? Are you injured? Is it serious?"
"...I'm fine, I just... need to take a rest."
Her voice sounded like nothing was wrong, even quite energetic. It definitely didn't sound like she had any internal injuries. However, Lie Zhaoxia always felt a sense of tiredness inside her, as if it wouldn't be surprising if she stopped breathing the next moment. This feeling was extremely unreasonable, Lie Zhaoxia
Unable to let go, he hurriedly asked: "Is everything okay?"
"It's okay, you... hide it, I want to take a rest..."
"How... did you do that? That Firebird is definitely at the level of an emperor. Not to mention equal to an emperor. Even two or three ordinary emperors may not be able to defeat it. How did you..."
"Hulu...Hulu...Hulu..."
Lie Zhaoxia was puzzled, but the man opposite him snored loudly and fell into a deep sleep. The strangest thing was that even though he was sleeping, a flame erupted from his body, covering his whole body, as if it was burning, but his flesh, flesh, and clothing were completely gone.
It’s lossless, and it’s obviously a unique technique or skill.
"What kind of skill is this?" Lie Zhaoxia was surprised and surprised, "Jianlou collects all kinds of fire-based skills, but there is no one like this. What... is this?"
Meng Yan, who had fallen into a deep sleep, his consciousness was combined with the Ten Thousand Flowers Qilian, and he had no time to answer this question. He just started to activate the Ten Thousand Flowers Qileng and quickly calculated to digest the gains from this battle.
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