Zhao Xuan thought about it, and also sighed, then swayed, and plundered it out of the valley.
This move, let's look at it. The Zhao family owner was flying in the air and flying directly with the flesh. With such a cultivation, it is definitely not what a person who practiced the realm can do.
At this time, An Ping Sheng and Fu Pengtao were fierce.
Learning the marksmanship, An Pingsheng has long explored the true power of how to use the spiritual weapon of how to use the hegemony gun in these months.
Holding the gun with both hands, a layer of demon white light appeared in the gun body, and the jade -colored air blade with the strange light of demon light appeared continuously.
Compared with the past, these air blades are simply in the sky, one on the ground. Among them, An Pingsheng used the techniques of learning to make the air blade have a terrible force that constantly shakes.
Wherever you pass, the bursts of sound in the air constantly sounded.
Each of these air blades has the terrible attack power of Monana, one or two is good to deal with, but now, under the attack of An Pingsheng, it is not one or two things, but dozens of things.
Hundreds of ways, even thousands of roads, flying in the sky, like a heavenly girl scattered flowers, rolled the two male and female storms into this air blade storm on the spot.
"hiss!!"
Two blood -colored crickets had the powerful cultivation of monsters before their lifetime. They were extremely powerful, but the blood -colored cricket did not seem to be the same monster king as An Ping's life.
Although the demon and blood hook are fused, the stronger the blood hook, the stronger their ability, but it is still at the level of the monster.
Still suppressed by An Ping Sheng.
Facing the continuous air blade around the surrounding area, it is extremely irritable and rammed, but it only destroys hundreds of ways. Then, the demon body was crushed by countless air blades.
"Oh! !!"
Two blood stalks were broken, and in the air, a pair of blood hooks appeared again, but the current blood hook appeared to be extremely dull, and it made a burst of wailing. Obviously, it was not light.
At the beginning, when An Pingsheng faced Fu Pengtao, fighting, it was always on the edge of life and death, but now it is easy to recruit Fu Pengtao to resolve and destroy it.
From this, it can also be seen that in these months, how huge An Pingsheng has improved. With the realm of spirituality and combined with the overlord gun, he can compete with Monter of Ning Dan.
"It really becomes stronger, but your good luck will be terminated by me today."
Fu Pengtao's face became ugly. He easily broke his psychic magic weapon for An Pingsheng, adding a bit of fear.
There was a sloppy face on the face, and a strong killing heart was shot in the eyes. In a hurry to the blood hook in the air, the cold voice said: "I didn't want to take this magic weapon so early, but
With your cultivation, it is also qualified to sacrifice my new "Demon God Palace '. If it wasn't for you, I'm afraid I will not get this baby."
Blood in the blink of an eye returned to his hands.
Looking at An Pingsheng's strength at this moment, knowing the original methods are afraid that he can't help him, his heart is ruthless, his right hand flipped, and a black and weird palace was held on the palm of his hand.
On the surface, the palace is very mysterious to outsiders.
In the magic, a magic head is making a '啧' monster.
This strange scream has a terrible power of people, which is the magic sound.
"The Palace of the Demon God, the heavenly Fu !! Suppress !!"
Fu Pengtao was holding the Magic Palace in his hand. In the cricket, he did not find that there was a strand of magic in the magic palace, and followed his arms to enter his body.
In his roar, the Demon God Palace was directly thrown into the air. At the same time as flying, the devil's palace, which was originally the size of the Demon God Palace, was so much inflated.
Two or three feet is huge, this becomes bigger, and the appearance of the magic palace is clearer.
The appearance is a palace, but there are countless images carved on this palace. A terrible magic is brewing in the palace. There is a magic head shuttled in the magic.
The sound of the magic sound was full of four weeks, and the palace was extremely huge, and it appeared on the top of An Ping Sheng.
"What is this magic weapon?"
Almost the first time An Ping wanted to move his body, and the coverage of the Palace.
However, the Magic Palace is shrouded in the top of the head, as if there is a strange force pouring out of the palace, and the following space is imprisoned.
With the cultivation of high -level training to the high -level training of his gas, he cannot take off from this imprisonment.
"No, this magic palace is too weird. You must not go on like this. You must break the imprisonment and get rid of it, otherwise there will be a big horror."
An Pingsheng's heart was jumping, and a keen spirit told him that in this magic palace, he definitely had an indescribable terrorist power.
Also, I don't know why this devil palace has a faint feeling.
"Boom !!"
An Pingsheng quickly waved the hegemal gun, which actually formed a shadow. The blade was like a fountain.
He wants to use the indifferent powerful attack power of the blade and the power of horror and shock that he has to break off these four weeks.
"Haha, useless, under the Palace of the Demon God, any creature can't escape, let me go in!"
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