"Huh! Co to die?"
A man was so disdainful that he didn't even look at it.
But when the man's voice just fell, his face was stunned, and he was surprised to find that the dark shadow was not shocked by his pressure.
"My eyes are hollow, this is a puppet?" The man was surprised.
"bump!"
"Buzz!"
Surprised, the black shadow had already arrived in an instant, with a punch on the man's chest, a earth-shaking explosion, stinging everyone's eardrums, and extrely terrifying power, instantly shaking the Seven God Realms.
However, Rao has such a terrifying power, but he can't shake the man half.
That's right, the man didn't react at all, as if this horrible punch was irrelevant.
How scary is this!
The man looked at the person in front of him in surprise, and said, "It's not a puppet! This is controlled by soone! Is the rebirth curse? No, Xuanyou is dead. No one can cast the rebirth curse, and the rebirth curse has since been lost."
The person who made the shot was not soone else, but a ghost controlled by Feng Wuchen.
The ghost has completely beco the servant of Feng Wuchen!
Feng Wuchen gave the ghost ghost an order that the Dragon Temple would take action when there was a crisis.
"Nether Ghost!" everyone in the Dragon Temple exclaid, but they were all worried.
The opponent is a mber of the ancient power clan, strong enough to crush anyone in the Seven God Realms.
A punch fell, and the ghost attack again.
"boom!"
After the astonishnt, before waiting for the Nether Ghost to take action, the man blasted out. The Nether Ghost without thought and consciousness vomited blood on the spot, his figure turned into a black line and flew out, piercing through a dozen towering mountains.
Just an ordinary punch has already severely damaged the ghost.
Seeing this scene, everyone in the Dragon Temple was shocked.
Even the powerful Saints cannot withstand this ordinary punch!
Such a terrifying powerhouse, who can resist the Dragon Temple?
Even if the blood **** ca, I'm afraid it can't stop it.
"Damn beast! What are they trying to do?" Liu Qingyang gritted his teeth and cursed, already exploded and murderous.
Long Tianchou said gloomily: "They are here for us, I'm afraid they want to destroy the Dragon God Race."
Apart from this, Long Tianchou could not think of other reasons.
After all, the Seven Clan and the Dragon God Clan dont share heaven.
The man patted his chest and said with disdain: "No feeling at all, too weak, so there is no decent strong person?"
Ling Xiaoxiao stared at the three people coldly, and asked, "Who are you? What do you want to do?"
"What? Is there no one in the Dragon Temple? Actually let a female generation stand up and speak." A man sneered.
"Don't talk nonsense, the young master condemned, none of us can bear it, we can arrest people!" Another man said coldly, and imdiately rushed to Ling Xiaoxiao without any pity.
The two outsiders also imdiately shot, their purpose is to arrest a few people back.
The powerful and invincible terrifying power swept away, shaking the sky.
"Be careful, Xiaoxiao!" Mother Dragon was so scared that Liushen Wuzhu, and everyone in the Dragon Temple panicked to the extre.
"Xiaoxiao!" Ling Muyun, Ling Xuan and other Raksha tribes went crazy.
"Asshole! Get moving!" Liu Qingyang and the others roared desperately, but no matter how hard they tried, they couldn't move half a point, and couldn't use their energy at all.
Even Long Tianchou was crushed to death, and everyone could barely breathe.
Feng Zheng ambitiously anxious and said: "It's too late!"
At this mont, everyone's heart fell into the abyss.
Bottomless.
The speed of the three of them was terrifying, they couldn't stop them at all, and they couldn't stop them. The terrible pressure shook them so that they couldn't move.
Ling Xiaoxiao's pretty face was extrely cold, his mind moved, and he moved and displayed it instantly, and the man grabbed it with one claw.
Fell through.
Everyone in the Dragon Temple could not help but breathe a sigh of relief.
"You are moving too badly at this mont." A sneer with extre disdain, suddenly rang in Ling Xiaoxiao's ear, without warning.
"What?" Ling Xiaoxiao's pretty face changed drastically, without realizing it.
At that mont, Ling Xiaoxiao only felt like being stared at by death, with nowhere to hide!
"Hmph! I advise you not to resist, because in my eyes you are an ant." The icy voice sounded again, and the magic claws had already grasped Ling Xiaoxiao.
"call out!"
At this mont, an extrely powerful energy beam burst out and hit the man directly.
The man who was aware of it only glanced at it, his figure instantly turned into illusion, and the overbearing light passed through the phantom hole.
"Shoo!"
At the sa ti, the other two clansn were also blocked by two violent energy rays.
"Shoo hoo!"
Above the Dragon Temple, five figures flashed out, it was [thedu] the blood **** of war.
"Girl Xiaoxiao, you first step back." Tiantu solemnly said.
"Thank you five seniors." Ling Xiaoxiao respectfully thanked, but he beca more worried in his heart.
Because the blood war **** was injured at the mont, it was obviously the last war and he did not recover. After all, it didn't take long.
The blood war **** is taking his life to protect her mistress!
"Xiaoxiao, are you okay?" Xiao Qingqing asked anxiously, hugging Ling Xiaoxiao tightly, taking it as her own.
"Aunt Xiao, Xiaoxiao is fine." Ling Xiaoxiao smiled and shook his head.
"But Grandpa was terrified." Ling Muyun said distressedly.
"Broken! Tiantu and their injuries have not healed yet." Long Tianqiu frowned and worried.
Yun Wanderer said with trepidation: "Their strength is more terrifying than Lin Xuantian. Tiantu and the others are not opponents at all, they will only die in vain."
The people in the Dragon Temple were angry and burned their eyebrows, but there was nothing to do.
Unless Shan Tong shot himself, but Shan Tong did not appear right now, and the last hope was shattered.
"Finally, there is a decent strong man." The leading man said coldly, his sullen eyes swept towards the five people of Tiantu.
Another man sneered and said: "Blood God of War? Tiantu, I know your strength is indeed not weak, but in my eyes, you are still a trash, your injuries have not healed, just so anxious to die ?"
"Tiantu, is it worth burying one's life for the Dragon God Temple?" another clansman asked coldly.
Tiantu said coldly: "Stop talking nonsense!"
"Looking for death!" Tiantu's indifferent attitude made the three of them extrely uncomfortable, and the extrely cold murderous aura spread, which made people tremble and frightened to the extre.
"Shoo hoo!"
Several figures appeared in the void of the Dragon Temple.
The people who ca were Donghuang Wuji and Mie Hun, Thousand Souls and Gui Nu, and their expressions were unprecedentedly solemn.
Several demon beasts of the Saint Transformation realm, such as the Green Dragon and Bilin Flying Python of Beast Soul Mountain, also appeared one after another.
"Great, Master and the others are here." Ye Jianying was overjoyed imdiately.
"Finally ca." Feng Zhengxiong also breathed a sigh of relief.
Although the opponent's strength is terrifying, more than a dozen strong Saints should also be able to resist.
"Oh, the transforming saints of the Seven God Realms are here!" A clansman sneered, not taking it seriously.
The leading man said coldly: "Quick battle and quick decision, the Holy Royal Family should have noticed them, do it!"
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