Divine Throne of Primordial Blood

Angie finally got angry.

As the owner of the city, he had his dignity, and as long as his men could solve it, he would not do it easily.

But now the situation is clearly beyond control, it is this moment of kung fu, the four of us have actually died without even touching the silent fur.

Such a great battle, so many people, was not meant to send his head to silence, to make sure he had enough before he died.

Every death is actually an insult to the dignity of Angelic origin.

So even if Lu Qingguang doesn't shout that sentence, he's going to do it.

His right hand squeezed his fist, and he punched the crystal maze in front of him.

Simple, straightforward punch, but with the ultimate power of terror.

Fixed to his level, all hands up and feet carry tremendous energy, sometimes it doesn't take much means, too many tricks.

This is the punch, the ultimate compressed energy flashes a spark of energy in the air, and all the way, even the gel air breaks open and returns to its original form.

Break it down!

Champion's Fist!

At that moment, everyone felt the fierceness and power of the punch, and some couldn't help but scream out the good.

“Powerful power!” Silent sigh of praise.

Along with his voice was the sound of countless cracks of Kalala crystals.

This crystal labyrinth can't even resist an Angelic blow, but it bursts with one punch.

Flying crystal fragments reflect colorful shine, forming large pieces of colour in your eyes that you can't stop seeing.

The next moment, however, these flying crystal fragments will heal again, as if time were going back here, and everything will appear like a rewind, and the just smashed crystal labyrinth will instantly return to what it was.

“Time reflux? That's impossible!” Su Shen exclaimed.

If it is normal to use high altitude, then time reflux can be the curse-grade altitude of the period of the Aussie Empire. It is the altitude that all the great archaeologists have to pay a great price to carry out.

There is no way of doing this, and if that is the case, he should not be called silent.

“So I didn't say it was time reflux.” Young man, after all, your vision is narrower, and it's not just time reflux that can restore an object or an opera. ”

“What's that?” Su Shen asked.

“I don't have time to answer your questions unless you stop them.” Silently.

He stopped each other, but he himself stopped for half an hour. In the moment when Angie broke the maze and recovered from the maze, he had pulled out two more hearts in a row. Fast, hard, rare.

Anjiyuan was also angry.

With a low whistle, a dozen hegemonic fists have been ejected in a row.

Each punch carries the power of a cracking rock, shattering the clouds.

Flying crystal debris makes up some of the most beautiful colors in the world, such as Galactic Falls, if the stars reflect.

However, in the disenchantment of color, what cannot be wavered is the recasting of time backwards, and the power of that insidious and mysterious assault on Anjie remains, as does the dead.

For a moment, several more patrols, city guards, died under Murray's claws.

He is like a wolf lying in darkness, hunting his opponents and flirting with their targets in unprotected ways by covering his constant attacks.

As a low-lying spiritual race, it's remarkable to be able to do this in the face of a large number of people, even including a shaking light, two kaiyangs, a lot of gas.

It's just that the more he comes out, the more angry Anguilla gets.

The glory of one person is always based on the pain of another.

The silent madness and complacency, in turn, support the incompetence of Angelic origin, making a strong shaker a stepping stone of his own, which is a silent honor.

Whether this battle ends with victory or defeat, Muay has been impressed by everyone.

In this regard, Su Shen can only say that the world is big enough to be born.

However, Angiyuan was apparently unwilling to be trampled upon by a lower spiritual clan.

The pride of being a shaker of light makes him unacceptable in any case.

Really powerful, he's confident he can pinch this guy easily.

It's just that his hiding technique is so weird that the crystal maze can't be broken. The people are even more burdensome at this moment, they can't help him, but instead become the object of the silent opportunity to humiliate themselves.

“Come for me if you can!” An Jiyuan roared.

Mute just hey laughing, not responding.

Unanswered, Angie suddenly clawed a string of beads from her wrist.

This bead has been tied to him all the time. He puts it in his hand to play on weekdays. In the eyes of the other people, it is just a play. Only the relatives Ru Qingguang can know that this is the “Sha Zhu" on which Anguiyuan is famous. ”

Twelve broken beads, each made of thunder cloud wood with nine secret forbidden refinements, can release Mortal Power after sacrificing, breaking all the powers of evil.

Crystal labyrinth is not the power of evil, it is not essentially able to play all the power of Shake Pearl, but just as battle cannot expect the opponent to always be a good live target, even if it is not a restrained target, Shake Pearl still has its own role.

At this moment, twelve broken beads fly into the air, rapidly magnifying in the air, sparkling a huge ray of thunderbolts in the circle, like a thundercloud surrounding the sky.

Once again, Anguiyuan has blown out another fist.

His power was so small that the dozens of unbroken crystal labyrinths were blown apart by his fist, and a vast glass of light reappeared.

Just as these crystal debris are about to reconnect, the thunderclouds in the sky are ripping apart a great deal of lightning.

Terrible lightning strikes crystal debris and directly blows the already fragmented crystal into powder.

Sha Zhu's thunder power ban has been adjusted by Anjiyuan. Wei Neng is not very big, but it prevails continuously.

With this constant thunder bombardment, there is no means to restore the crystal labyrinth.

The next moment, however, an incredible scene happened again.

The crystal labyrinth is resolutely and unstoppably restored, even with thunderstorm energy.

In the refracted glass glow, countless silent mockeries with their mouths grinning at Anguilla, accompanied by the fall of more city guards and patrols.

“It's impossible!” Anguilla is shocked.

“Take the mysterious punishment, ignorant fools!” Hey, hey, smile.

Behind Angiegen, a giant white giant image emerges.

Lord's Demon Beast Blood White.

The powerful shaker of the hall was forced by a inferior spiritual clan to use the power of blood.

Despite the horrible blood pressure that swept the field at this moment, shivering everyone from the heart, the heart of Angelica had nothing but humiliation.

Deep humiliation.

This fuckin 'asshole, he's gotta smash it to pieces.

But the next moment, a similarly huge red demon beast emerged and somehow appeared in this hall.

“Blood teeth, show 'em some awesome.” Silent and ruthless.

“Roar!” The huge roar filled the mountains, pervading the entire space.