I can see the accuracy

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Separate blood burning, injects the lunction like a torrent.

Although this separation method is mysterious, and the level is very high, Chen Jing still makes it up.

Because old Mi Emperor just just let go of a mouth. It is not completely released, almost equivalent to twisted a lock, but the door has not been opened.

In this case, Chen Jing has to do, that is, push the door and then lock it.

This matter, it is easy to say. A large number of academic blood is burning, power is pour, and the source is constantly, it seems that he is the same as the power of his body.

'No matter, you can't let the king and the eleventh king come in. Once they come in, I will finish. '

Although I feel that my blood is burning very quickly, Chen Jing did not stop halfway.

"Mixing things! What are you doing?"

Old Miti discovered Chen Jing's behavior, actually in the completion.

This mystery of the array, from him to personally, and he has just revoked himself.

Can Chen Jing, actually made up for him to revoke, so that there is a lax, and it will restore the past.

He is very surprised that Chen Jingde can make up his array, but he is more angry, because he revokes the array, I want to put my son.

The sons are fighting, no matter who is gone, the last person is the end of his son.

Now, the burial god ran came in, and the two Wang descendants of this "Eating outside" should start with him. He has the last breath, and he has no comprehensively suppress the burial.

And how long he can still support himself, and no one is grasped. If you die, if you die, the body must be left to your own descendants, or the martial arts will be disconnected.

"Do you know what you are doing? Eating outside, mixing things!"

Old Mi Emperor was anger, and he was forcibly in the body, and he raised his hand, he went to Chen Jing to shoot.

"Old things, you and I haven't ended yet."

A red coffin shadow flew, just in front of Chen Jing, greeted this hit for Chen Jing.

The burial god is screaming, this hit is heavy, and the sound can be seen.

This level of attack, no matter which, Chen Jing is bound to be here.

The burial god can end up!

Whether it is from Old Mimi attack, it is like not painless.

Defense is high enough, but attack is a bit not enough.

Chen Jing also couldn't help but put it: "You are so moon? He only left the last breath, you still can't die? Thanks you still called a burial! Which door is buried?"

The funeral gods hit the hoe pattern. "You know a fart, Laozi is a device, you can only play this strength. Like me, it is already rare. You have seen the sword. Do you kill yourself? It is only held in your hand to play the most powerful power. "

What is this?

Chen Jing was thinking.

It seems a bit, and then sharp swords, it is not used while it is not used. Only being held in hand, its killing can perfectly interpret.

"It turns out that you are a device, since it is a device, how is people I am?" Chen Jing shouted.

"Joke, you will rely on you?" Also matching? "The ..... .. .

Every attack is once, it will be opened.

Its attack, does not hurt, but it is resistant to fight, very resistant, so long-term consumption, at least it can also grind the old martic emperor.

"It's been it, I can't make it."

Chen Jing suddenly exclaimed.

Looking down again, I saw that its crack has become bigger and bigger, and the surroundings are fully spread.

Obviously, he has missed a good opportunity.

If he will completely make it completely, then this is not enough to crack.

It is just that he was blocked by Old Mimi, and the king and the eleventh king are also in general. It seems to feel this method of cracks,, someone inserted the hand, this will make this gap From the outside to the outside.

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Almost one centimeter speed, crack up quickly. The more up, the faster the speed.

One second can be disheused 4 to 5 cm.

The total speed is not fixed, this big temple is height of ten meters, Chen Jing estimates, 3 minutes, this array will completely crack.

'If a king and the eleventh king shot, I am afraid that I can't support it for 3 minutes. '

"You can't make it? I will be lucky today, I want to die this old thing." Funeral is full of funeral, and you can't help but go to the old Mu Di.

"I can't make up." Chen Jingdao, "the top of this speed can only hold for 3 minutes, may not be held for 3 minutes."

During the speech, the old Mi Emperor once again opened the funeral and funeral, and he sent a second light in his hand.

I want to kill it.

However, this temple is narrow, funeral gods to God, with its own hard, once again, and put this attack.

The light in the hands of the old Minti is a bend at this time, and it is hitting the position.

At present, the crack increased by 80 cm.

Old Mi Emperor made this hand, the breath is once again imaginary.

- He is really the limit, otherwise this hand, it is impossible to cry with only 80 cm long.

"There may be only 2 minutes left." Chen Jing called.

"Give me your soul, I will take you." Said the hoe in the funeral.

"Is it interesting to say? I can't be threatened by you. If you take me, you will hurry, or wait for his son to come in, you will not walk."

The aroma of the burial god is angry: "I really want to kill you!"

Chen Jing always reversed him, this attitude made him especially unhappy.

But let's save it a few times, it is not bad. Now if you don't save it, don't you see how to do it?

"I don't want to kill him?" The horses in the funeral god suddenly called.

"Of course I want." Chen Jing wants to resolutely resolutely resolutely responded.

"Then use your blood, sprinkle with me, take me as a weapon, go to him!" Funeral gods throw this, whistling, just Chen Jingfei.

Is it a weapon with a burial?

What is the old thing?

Chen Jing Wei, but did not stop, immediately according to it, and wipe it with his wrist, the bright red blood sprayed out, waving down the gods.

I am so angry ~

The hot blood, one touch on the burial, its red coffin, instantly became more red.

"!"

Shantou called.

Chen Jing listened to it, and raised his hand, he would funeral.

This touch is shocked by him. Because this big funeral is in his hand, it turned out to flutter, it is like a parcel.

So light?

"How to?" He asked.

"I want to smash it! You will be done to death." Taro said.

"Great!"

Chen Jing bite his teeth, grabbed the funeral and god, and smashed the old Tumei straight line with the Sand Bag.

Boom bombard ~~~~~~

This shot, the momentum of the funeral gods is magnified in an instant. There is a coffin in the district, it is like a large mountain, just like the hammer of the universe.

Layered vain, millions, suddenly coincident together.

Falling down, the whole Miyin Palace was subvert, trembled.

Booming ... tile broken, the stone pillar in the main hall will take a knockout.