Chapter 1178: Yan Fanatic
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"Qu Luo, it's you? What are you doing to bring
through the Mountain Sect?"
The Emperor Chuanzong looked at Qu Luo and asked aloud.
"Emperor Wanshan, I advise you to lead the Chuanzongzong up and down, surrender, otherwise, today, Chuanzongzong will be destroyed!"
Qu Luo's cold opening.
"Haha, surrender? Hugh, Qu Luo, I know that your wolf ambitions are useless even if you find a helper. Today, it's a big fight!"
The Emperor Wanshan laughed ridiculously.
"If it doesn't fall, then fight!"
The voice of Qu Luo fell, and the breath of his body ca out violently, even more terrifying.
boom!
On the side, Demon Night also broke out. The emperor's coercion, mighty, and the Devil Qi ford a pillar of Devil Qi, rising into the sky.
boom! boom!
Moye and Quluo stepped forward at the sa ti, and the world and earth tremble at the feet of the two. Two terrible magic lights bombarded the Chuanshanzong.
Two earth-shattering explosions ca out, and the entire Chuanshanzong shook violently, as if a magnitude 10 earthquake had occurred.
The great protection of the Chuanshanzong, the trembling of the madness, under the bombardnt of the two devil emperors, after all, it was difficult to resist and collapsed.
Kitahara didn't have a cultivator who was too good at refining the way of Taoism. Therefore, the protection of the Great Sect was not very strong.
"kill!"
When the Great Emperor Zong burst, the Emperor Wanshan roared, and his figure rose into the sky. Around his body, there were countless mountains, and the mountains were stacked, and there seed to be hundreds of them.
This is the realm of Wanshan Emperor, called Wanshan Realm.
"Wanshan, since you are looking for death, then give you a ride!"
Qu Luo drank coldly, and there was an endless black magic light around his body.
Demon Realm!
In the sa way, Demon Night also released the Demon Realm, and together with Qu Luo, killed the Wanshan Emperor.
The three emperors imdiately launched a fierce battle at high altitude.
In the upper air, terrible fluctuations are emitted.
"This song is so strong, it's better than Magic Night!"
Lu Ming raised his eyebrows.
Qu Luo's combat strength is slightly better than that of Moye. When he joined forces with Moye, he had an absolute advantage with few moves.
"kill!"
At this mont, Lu Ming waved his hand, and the army started to kill the Chuanshanzong.
"Kill!"
The disciples of Chuan Shanzong were also killed.
The two sides fought fiercely together.
Uh!
Beside Lu Ming, a fiery red light rushed out, Yan Yan fanatic, he stared at the other party's supre.
It was a big man with all his muscles bulging and three ters in height. His whole body radiated a yellowish light, and he also stared at Yan Fanatic.
"kill!"
The other party shouted, and a face axe appeared in his hand, chopping towards Yan Fanatic.
Yan Kuang Tuo was filled with flas and burst out with a punch.
boom!
The fist of flas hit the board axe accurately, and the board axe shook violently. The tall and burly figure of the other party also shook violently, then retreated back toward the back.
"kill!"
The Yan Fanatics are invincible, and the terrible flas blew toward the landing, and the fists continued to bombard.
The opponent struggled to resist, but each move made a few steps back. After a few moves, the opponent's body shook and a spit of blood spewed out.
In his eyes, there was a horrified look, and he was also supre. Why is the combat power of Yan Fanatic so strong?
"burst!"
He shouted and showed the fusion of hemorrhagic veins, but what was waiting for him was the more storm-like attack of Yan Fanatic.
Yan Fanatic turned into a three-legged golden black bird with a pair of wings, and instantly appeared in front of the other party. The two claws pulled out and directly broke the blood of the other party, and then the wings were like a fla sky knife, cutting the other party's body. In two halves, even the spirit **** did not escape.
One supre, so killed, shocked everyone around.
"kill!"
Then, Yan Fanatic stared at another supre, and killed towards that supre.
"Join together, we join hands!"
The Supre scread and joined forces with another Supre to fight the Yan Fans, but still fell below.
A few years ago, in the Battle of Kowloon City, Yan Fanatics could fight the three Supre Masters alone.
In the past few years, although the Yan fanatics have not broken into the emperor, but they have taken a step further, and their fighting power is stronger than that of the year. It is easy to press the two supres.
In the end, a supre man joined the battlefield to barely block Yan Fanatics.
"A very strong supre!"
Wan Moyuan, the Supre Master who followed the Demon God Valley, seeing this scene, were secretly shocked, horrified by the strength of Yan Fanatic, and knew that the forces behind Lu Ming should not be underestimated.
There are Yan fanatics fighting alone for a few Supre Masters, and others are more relaxed.
Originally, Lu Ming had more supres on their side than the Chuanzong Sect. In this way, they were completely one-sided.
"The artistic conception of the earth, this Chuanshanzong, there are many people who practice the artistic conception of the earth, and there are other artistic concepts, too!"
Lu Ming's eyes began to shine.
The Chuan Shanzong is not like the Blood Luo Temple. The artistic conception of cultivation is very single. Although the mainstream is the artistic conception of the mountain and the earth, there are many other cultivation concepts.
Artistic conception of fire, artistic conception of water, artistic conception of thunder, artistic conception of wind...
Lu Ming's eyes glowed, his body rushed out like a glimr of light, and appeared next to the strong soldiers who died in the battle of the mountain. The power of engulfnt exploded, devouring the opponent's artistic runes, as well as essence blood.
"Practice, practice for !"
Lu Ming manipulated the blood of Jiulong and made it crazy.
At the sa ti, his figure flashed and rushed to other places.
Every ti he swallowed, he felt sothing, feeling that the other party's mood was consistent with him, and he began to swallow.
With swallowing, with the refinent of the Jiulong bloodline, Lu Ming's five moods began to slowly rise.
"Supre Corpse!"
In the end, Lu Ming ca to a supre corpse, the supre slain by Yan Yankuo.
Lu Ming took out a jade bottle and introduced it in real ti. He led nine drops of **** gemstone-like essence blood out and put it in the jade bottle.
"Let's get more supre essence blood!"
Lu Ming glanced around.
His bloodline is now too difficult to improve. Last ti, he refined a supre essence blood. The Jiulong bloodline still did not improve. He was still at the **** level eight bloodline, but Lu Ming felt that he refined the supre essence blood, bloodline. Progressing, approaching the **** level nine.
This shows that Supre Essential Blood still has a great effect, but only requires so quantity.
As long as there is enough supre essence blood, blood line, sooner or later will be promoted.
boom!
Suddenly, the rock at the foot of Lu Ming shook, and a stone spear condensed. A sharp spear pierced from Lu Ming's foot and pierced the landing throat.
"Sneak attack!"
Lu Ming's eyes were cold, not shining, his neck shivered slightly, surrounded by five-color artistic conception, exerting the power of prison prison, and a powerful force burst out.
bump!
The stone gun collapsed directly.
In prison, Tianming, Lu Ming has long practiced everywhere in the body, and can attack, even if the throat is the key, it can also attack, powerful.
Keep attacking!
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