Divine Throne of Primordial Blood

Boom!

The clay giant's big feet fell, and the rejuvenation jumped to avoid this step.

Splashed stone hit him in the chest, chest ache, breath dysfunctional, immediately fell.

Once again, the giant is about to step on his feet, and there is despair in the eyes of a severe revival.

At this point, an iron ring flew in and caught a vigorous pull to the side, avoiding this foot.

But Sun Jianchu saved him.

When he retracted the fracture ring, Sun Jizu shouted: "Go! ”

“To where?” Strictly revived question.

“Go after Zhang Shengan, he ran there!” Sun Jianchu refers to the distance.

“Go!” cried Yan Renaissance.

To say who they hate the most in the Feiteng squad, that is undoubtedly Zhang Shengan.

That's the bastard, pulling them down at all costs.

When he escaped, he was followed by the most people.

But they chased off a road and were blocked by one person.

Dry Dragon River Yang.

This young man, who was slapped by giants in the first place, not only didn't die, but even took the initiative to return to the battlefield.

He didn't take the opportunity to leave.

Blocking the two of them on their way, Jiang Yang's face showed a smile.

He stretched out his tongue and licked his lips: "Two weak chickens, come if you can. ”

Yan Renaissance and Sun Jianchu looked at each other.

At the same time.

The fissure circle flies out, making a breaking noise and carrying the powerful power of the crackling stone.

Jumping horse bursts into a glorious glow with an unprecedented amount of power.

In the face of the second ring, Jiang Yang's face showed a disdainful attitude.

“Little sculpture trick.” He whispered.

Then he reached out his right hand.

A palm as big as a puffin with five fingers but so short, just grabbing.

He caught the crack ring flying in front of him.

The fracture ring is powerful, even the mountain stone can be broken, but he grabbed it as if the terror force did not exist in him, held the iron ring and waved, has blocked the jumping horse stray gun attack, then waved the reverse hand again, has opened the second fracture ring.

Hands in the air, both attackers have been defused.

Throw away the fracture ring, Jiang Yang smiled coldly: "Come on, keep going. ”

Sun Jizu waved to retrieve the fracture ring: “Careful, he is a Dry Dragon Jiangyang, practicing like a stone what palm. ”

Jiang Yang sneered: “It is Shi Xin's palm, my Dry Dragon Jiang family's core secret skill. ”

The so-called core secret technique, which is the most core of the blood-source technique, does not represent the strongest, but many of the source techniques need to derive development through this core, which is fundamental to other blood-source techniques.

For example, Gu Jia San is the core source technology, and there are other derivative source technologies based on this.

Shi Xin Zhi is the core source technique of the Dry Dragon River family. People who practice this technique will have particularly large hands, but their fingers will become shorter and shorter.

Dry dragons are earthly demonic beasts, specializing in earthly energy and defense. After practicing to Dacheng, Shi Xin gathered earth-based energy and possessed a powerful defensive capability, many times smarter than Zheng Xia's iron palm.

He had fought with Guan's eagle claw, and the result was that Guan's eagle claw didn't break his heart.

At this moment, two big hands, Jiang Yang snorted coldly: "Two bloodless bastards, today let you see what a true blood nobleman, the clay of the earth! ”

As he screamed, Jiang Yang had yellow armor on him, the rock armor he used to resist the giants.

While his thick clay armor was slapped in the face of the clay giant, the fact is that it was precisely with this rock armor that he was able to survive from the clay giant's palm.

Conversely, he was able to resist the armor of the clay giant, and his defensive ability was well known. He was completely fearless in the face of at least two of his grandfathers.

Yan Renaissance Sun Jianchu glanced at him while pounding on him.

Jiang Yang laughed and waved his hand.

He wasn't fast, but his defense was stronger than his sword and rhino.

At that moment, three people fought dozens of times in an instant, listening to the bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang.

Suddenly, the three of them split up.

Jiang Yang just shook his body and withdrew a few steps. Yet Sun Jianchu of Yan Renaissance flew away. He flew straight out of the land and threw up blood together.

“Ha-ha-ha!” Jiang Yang has raised his head and laughed out loud: “No blood is no blood, no strong blood, and dare to fight against my nobility, it is simply to seek death. I'll take you to the west today! ”

He said that he had made great strides and grabbed Sun Jianchu's head and lifted him up.

The big hand gradually pushed hard, Sun Jianchu only felt like his head was tied to something, it was going to blow up.

No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't get rid of it. Under Jiangyang's big men, the eyeballs gradually burst into flames and tried to jump out of the eyesore.

Just as Jiangyang's five fingers were about to rip Sun's ancestor's head open, Yan Renaissance suddenly rushed out of the side and jumped straight at the flying gun.

Jiang Yang scorned and shouted his left hand. He caught the jumping horse stray gun. Absolutely unaware of the attack of Yan Renaissance, while waiting for a pinch of Sun's ancestor's head, he saw Yan Renaissance grabbing the hand of the jumping horse stray gun, the tip of the jumping horse stray gun actually burst out, pointing directly at Jiangyang's eyes.

This time it became elbow armpit, the rock armor had been hit many times before, and it was already immature. At this moment, Jiangyang suddenly broke. He could only avoid it. He had been shot in the face by the tip of the gun and put a deep blood hole directly in his face.

“Ah!” Jiang Yang raised his head.

“Ancestors!” Yan Renaissance shouted.

Sun Jianchu, who had been pinched by Jiangyang in his hand, actually rolled six or seven thunderbolts into Jiangyang's clothes.

When he first asked Su Shen to buy thunderbolts, he was among the most bought by Sun's ancestors. Before he was admitted to the hospital, this guy originated from a large family. His family was better than Su Shen, but he didn't suffer like Su Shen. It can be said that the whole family spoiled Sun Jianchu alone. The resources needed to cultivate are the most indispensable. The former brilliant team of four, the richest one belongs to him, and buying the baby is the biggest.

At this moment, six or seven thunderbolts were sent into Jiangyang clothing, and Sun Jizu flew off a foot, with the help of which Jiangyang had escaped control.

People are still in the air, listening to a huge explosion.

A wave of fire surfaced.

Looking back, he saw that Jiangyang had become a fireman, shouting in flames.

“Heh! Look at this. It won't kill you.” Sun Ji Zuhaha laughed.

But the next moment, he saw the yellow light on Jiangyang, a layer of rock suddenly appeared, wrapped around Jiangyang.

The flames that gushed under this rock wrapped themselves out.

“No way.” Seeing this situation, both Yan Renaissance and Sun Jizu are foolish.

Dry cracked soil peels off, revealing once again Jiangyang's vicious face.

Only this time, he wasn't as handsome as before.

The clothes were burned to pieces, the whole face was covered with burns, even one eye was burned blind, and there were cracked wounds and pus all over the body and down to look miserable.

Nonetheless, it's a fact that this guy is alive.

After being bombed by six or seven thunderstorms, he's still alive!

Apart from the lack of compatibility with a thunderbolt, one can only marvel at the person's strong defense and life skills.

“Asshole!!! ”

Jiang Yang roared furiously.

Only two bloodless civilians were dealt with and seriously wounded themselves.

Shame on you!

Shame on you!

He rushed over and slapped Sun Jianchu.

Stone's palm was powerful and hit Sun Jianchu's chest, listening to the fragile sound of a broken rib, Sun Jianchu flied out backwards.

Yan Renaissance howled up and stabbed Jiangyang with his jumping horse without the tip of his gun.

Jiang Yang grabbed his hand and grabbed the long gun, shooting it in the palm of Yan Renaissance.

The harsh renaissance has come too late to evade and greet each other.

Just listen to the crisp sound and break your left wrist.

Jiang Yang continued to bully him, pounding, one of his right hands has pierced the revived abdomen.

“Renaissance!” Seeing this scene, Sun Jizu called out in sadness.

The revival mouth spits blood.

Jiang Yang snorted: “Die or die! ”

He was about to take out another punch and smash his head, but he saw a revival mouth and a white light exited, hitting him in the other eye.

Jiang Yang felt dark and couldn't see any more.

“My eyes!” He screamed so loudly, that his hands in the deep revival burst into a strong tide, blowing the severe revival out.

Sun Jizhu rushed in quickly and smashed the ring in his hand over Jiang Yang's head.

Jiang Yang hit Sun Jianchu in the chest with one elbow and shot him out, but just as Sun Jianchu flew out, he wrapped Jiang Yang's head around the crack, suddenly released a strong white light, and then brushed off his entire neck.

Skull up.

Boo!

Sun Jizu threw up blood and fell.

“Renaissance!” He shouted.

Yan Renaissance lay on the ground, his eyes wide open to the sky, motionless, nothing but blood on the ground.