I have a lot of relatives

Andicapinet town, west 20 miles.

A black car is parked on the side of the road. Pan Haodong hits umbrellas, accompanied by Natasha, walks on a highland, returning to Tale: "Tol, in fact, your power has always been, just too dependence Mjjir will lead to the hammer of Lei Zhen, and there is no power of thunder. "

"I have a sword, maybe you can inspire your potential, let your strength awakened."

"just……"

Speaking of this, stop.

Tori is busy asking: "What is just?"

Pan Haotong has a heavy way: "This sword is soothless, I am afraid that you will have a danger of life."

"Don't worry, I am God! Even if you lose your strength, it's not mortal, you can shoot, you can hurt me, count you!"

Tor will deliver the umbrella to the side, and the confidence is full of front-air, with a smile, let the rain are on the body.

Pan Hongdong said that it is right.

He is thunder, not the god of the hammer, the hammer is not tight, as long as people are still, the power will not news.

Miseil, but it is a medium that shows the power.

One sentence in the top of the , Joale is so cheerful, the obsession of the , has not been so deep before.

"Three sisters, take it well."

Turn your umbrella to Natasha.

Pan Haidong took out a long sword, the blue light of the sword, appeared in the dark rainy night.

Tianhong sword appeared in an instant, Natasha and Simple eyes, no longer open.

"This sword is sharp!"

In addition to 100 meters, the original life is unhappy Tor, and the next consciousness will play the spirit of the twice, and use extremely serious attitudes to meet the upcoming attack.

"Tianhong!"

In an instant, Wan Dao swallowed the figure of Pan Haotong, Tianhong swordshed, issued a long-awaited giant loudness, rolling straight, Pan Hongdong like Tianhong people's swords, rushing up.

Half air.

Pan Haowei Head, Wang Tian.

Rain, suddenly stopped, solidified in half air.

The world is also quiet, stay at this moment ...

Pan Haowong Jian refers to the sky, suddenly, the radiant blue light is dissipated, concentrated, as if the dragon is absorbed to the sword blade such as autumn water.

Above the desert, a silence.

Compared to standing on the Gobi, Pan Haidong is more like a god, the genuine, the truth of the god, and Natasa can't help but clamp the legs.

Briefly, Pan Haotong's attitude, at this moment, there was a transformation of the earth.

Tor is fine ...

He must see the common scene, just, I have never thought about it, Midgard's mortal, actually mastered the power of such terror.

This power, he holds himself, you have to pay attention!

"Nine days of Xuan Chi, China as God Thunder."

"Huang Huang Tianwei, with the sword."

In the night sky, the black clouds existing have, suddenly turning, thunder, and the edge of the black clouds flashed, the world, a sinister.

The wind is coming, Raythe is extra excitement, and there is a tear flash in the eyes.

What he wants is this!

Excellent!

"God!"

Jane left handheld, the right hand is a mouth, it is uninterested: "Natasha, your man is true thunderstorm?"

Natasha said: "No matter Pan is God, he is the god in my heart,"

Her man is more powerful than encountering in the Great Wall World.

She feels very lucky and can get favored by Pan.

In the sky, the thunder is getting fell, the thick clouds slowly appear a huge vortex, like a passage of the Nether, the horror of heaven and earth, and even the ... ...

"That direction?"

"Is it him?"

Collson stood in the channel exit and looked at the electric light outside the dozens of miles, could not help but frown.

Thunder!

This only woke up in the Myth of the Nordic!

What is the hammer of Raytheon?

"Natasha, what situation?"

Barton is very simply, directly gave Natasha.

As a result, there were several words.

"Pan is helping Lei Shen awakening, no need to panic."

"Dudu ~~"

Barton helplessly took a mobile phone and said: "Hang up, Natasha called us to send people."

"That happens."

Colon did not hesitate to drive.

Natasha's agent level above him, in addition to Momulan, any agent has to live, of course, the administrative rights, Natasha is not as good as Nickfurry, but in this temporary sudden incident Natasa's voice is still very big.

God Shield does not send people to do things, the small town of 20 miles, no one dares to come over, but except for some trouble.

"Shenjian Yu" is the unparalleled surgery of Qingyunmen, with the mortal body of the world's power, and the pressure is very large. Of course, here is the monk of Qingyunmen, Pan Haidong, but didn't feel how much pressure, put the thunder is almost the same, and the sword will lead.

"boom!"

A fried thunder, when the head was fried.

It's just that the pettyity is trembled. If Natasa's eyes are fast, she will sit on the ground.

At the same time, a huge and unparalleled strap falls from the sky, steadily falls on Torsie.

Tale was swallowed by the light.

Endless lightning, carrying roar, crazy is incomparable to Tors.

But but did not bring a trace of harm, but it is the lightning of the rumor, and will detonate all around the Gobi sandstone.

For a long time, for a long time, for a long time.

Leisure is exhausted.

Pan Haodong flew down from the air, Tianhong sword linger around him, acting as a bright light in the night.

"Pan ~~" Natasha will simply go to the man, look at the knee, and the hands support the body of Tem, said: "He's okay?"

"Nothing, life is very strong, Tors is sharp ..."

Tale absorbed a god sword, the thunderous light column carrying huge energy, almost said that it was to open his tenin, and then woke up, it will be like "Kung Fu" world. In general, the dragon is on the sky, completely get rid of the reliance of the hammer, awakening as the real thunderstorm.

Pan Haidong can feel the breath of Tol, is gradually strengthening, not just him, even Natasha, simple can make obvious feelings ...

I don't know how long it has been.

Tor suddenly got up, spreading his hands, eyes, lightning, lightning, whispering.

I saw that he waved with his hand, there is a lack of lightning, like an arrow, and the 'bombing is the land, raising the dust.

"Boom ... Boom ... Boom ..."

Tor seems to be addicted, one step, blue and white lightning, do not want to make a lot of riddles, and instantly have a hundred holes in the left and right.

When he walked into Pan Haotong one meter in front of Pan Haotong, the blue-ranked whispering, and then sold a scientific, reached out and hugged the man.

"Pan, starting from now, you are the brother of my thunder ..."