Devouring The Heavens

Everyone calmed down and condensed their hearts. From beginning to end, only one of them was drinking lightly.

After a while, the crowd finally stepped into this blood-red land, and their fighting spirit rolled over, and they were immersed in the blood. Suddenly, the chaos of the ancient times, the Maori warriors and the Protoss warriors were wearing armor, holding the soldiers in hand, Fighting together, the sky was dark, the sky was cracking, the sky was rolling, and the ground was red.

Swords, swords and swords, people shouting horses, torn bodies, broken mountains, broken rivers, broken earths, a mess, terrible grudges, tearing the whole sky, a doomsday scene, it is terrifying .

"Good luck, fortunately, this Dao dare is courageous, otherwise, you really have to be scared to death. You can actually see the scene of the chaos of the end of the ancient world, and there is no regret if you die." The body couldn't help shaking and shuddering. In fact, this was what he pursued in his life. It was extremely precious. He used a supernatural power to describe this scene in detail.

Xuanyuan smiled and said: "Dead fat man, this is called the real restoration of history, let the world know that that part of the past is unknown."

Peng Fei pouted, and after finishing all this, he walked to the quaint battle axe, grabbed it with both hands, and wanted to pull it up: "Ah..."

I saw the quaint battle axe, immobile, thick like a mountain, and the ancient witchcraft above showed a little light.

"Bah!" Seeing that the battle axe was immobile, Peng Fei suddenly lost his face, and spit on his hands, spitting out the strength of the milk, and the fat all over his body was too hard. Shivering, a face was suffocated into a braised pig's head, but the battle axe remained motionless.

"Yo, little fat man, sometimes you have to have it in your life. You can't force it from time to time. This battle axe doesn't belong to you." Ji Xian ridiculed the unwilling Peng Fei.

Peng Fei scolded: "Damn it, I've tried it, at least this Dao Ye tried it. If it doesn't belong, don't belong."

"Ba Ji girl doll, you try it? I know that you'Bao blood royal family' and the Wu clan Xing Tian's have some connections, maybe you can get it?" Ji Feng monk smiled.

"Okay." Baji nodded, wearing an imperial armor, black hair flying, and a blood-red cloak floating, she walked to the battle axe, Pengfei took the initiative to let go, only to see Baji holding the axe in one hand, struggling At the same time, the whole bloody ground was shaking, which showed that Ba Ji's power was really terrifying.

After a while, Ba Ji loosened her mouth and calmly said: "No way, it doesn't belong to me, it doesn't want to follow me."

"Ziyun Little Doll, you try it. You stayed with the Wu people for a period of time. Maybe it will recognize you, it is not necessarily the same. The Supreme Master is like this. Not everyone can let it be recognized, so it depends on everyone. It’s time for a chance.” The monk Ji Ji looked at Yan Ziyun, showing a big yellow tooth, laughing.

Yan Ziyun smiled slightly, and walked to the battle axe, then Qian Qianyu's hand was lightly held on the handle of the axe, and he mentioned it gently.