Lu Xiangxiang waved a small fist.

Longyuan Mountain, Yang Tianzi, Tianhamer, Xue Ningxin and others look quietly, there is a sad worries in the eyes.

On the son of God, the sacred jumping light, even the eyes of the eyes became the milky white light, the voices of the indifference: "White Feather, although your power is very good, I will let you understand, non- Holy, the gap between them in the holy world! "

thump!

God's son went to go, such as the son of God, the light of the Shengguang, a strong breath, pressed on white feather, then a palm shot, a huge holy light, pressed on white feathers.

The power of the Holy Spirit is being turbulent, the law is flowing, horror is extreme.

"Is this just a power of Ming Zheng? I really can't afford me!"

The white feathers are scratiful, not flashing, avoiding, a punch.

White feathers sparkle, blurred places you can see a monument.

Prosperity!

A shocking roaring roaring, Lu Ming's fist broke the huge handprint of the Shengguang.

Bai Yu rushed through the bright god.

Many people are shocked.

Bai Yu's combat power is too terrible, defeating the attack of God, and actively kills the gods.

White Feathers really have the strength of the Holy Land?

Thinking of this, many people open their eyes, hold their breath, look at the scene between the eyes, because it is afraid to miss the key scene.

The pastor's eyes are very cold, his hands and palms exude sacred rays, just like two milky white stones, crystal clear, holy.

Hey! Hey! Hey!

His palm has fallen, terrible, it seems to destroy everything.

The palm of Bai Yu, the confusion of the law, the conflict of heaven, fearless, constant bombardment.

Prosperity! Prosperity! Prosperity! The intensive collision sounds, the lack of the God, and the instant collided hundreds of times. When a collision occurs, the sky is full of dull roaring. These two numbers are interlaced, like two lights, some are weak, they all look. uncertain.

Prosperity!

In the last hit, the two came back again, but the white feather only retired three steps, and the son of God retired from nine.

God's son is falling in the wind!

Many people are shaking in their hearts, and their eyes are incredible.

"This is impossible!"

Everyone in the gods is very embarrassed, it is difficult to accept all this.

In their hearts, the invincible son of the same class, with the cultivation of the holy land, was forced to be disadvantaged by a half sacred thing, which is like a fairy tale.

"How is this? How is this possible?"

The magical yang shook again and again.

For a long time, he didn't put Lu Ming in his eyes, thinking that he is easy to kill white feathers.

But I didn't expect this to completely subvert his imagination.

Previously, Bai Yu was easily killed, let him tremble, face white feathers, and even the war did not dare to fight, directly admitted to fail, he believes that Bai Yu will definitely die in the hands of God.

But now I found it before Bai Yu, I didn't use a little power at all. Now, I can actually push down the son of God.

"Why is he so powerful? Why is the strong, not me, what is Lu Ming, what qualifications are there?"

The magical yang is a big heart, it is very embarrassing.

"White Feather, you really didn't let me down, but I have this, this is not enough!"

In the god region, Xie Xiangjun's eyes shine, his heart is whispering.

On the other side of the Dragon Valley, it is already cheering.

"The son of God, is this your strength? It doesn't seem to work!"

Bai Yu sounded a bit ironic.

In the eyes of God's son, with a shower, say: "Bai Yu, your combat power, indeed beyond my expectations, but unfortunately, you met me, destined to die!"

thump!

God's son came out, his body's light was more strong, turned into a bunch of light, rose the sky.

thump! thump! .

Then, God's son walked step by step to white feathers, walked out every step, his body's breath will be more powerful, in the end, God's son is so powerful, so it is more powerful than before.

"Ming grand!"

Dragon Valley, the Purple Dragon Valley boss can't help but send out.

"What? God's son arrived in the Ming Dynasty, so fast?"

"Ming Da, more than Ming Shengzheng, strong several times, white feather is over, God is too high, Lu Ming is not an opponent!"

"Sigh, white feathers are really powerful, in ancient times, I will give him more years, you may not be able to fight with God's son!"

"Scorpio talent, it is too short to leave!"

Many people sigh, some people shook their heads, but some people are proud of the pleasure, I hope the white feather will be killed.

For example, in Yinlong Valley and other silver pine, the face is revealed, and it will be killed.

The exhibition power of this white feather is so amazing. If Bai Yu has not been killed, where is the space of Dragon Valley? "Haha, white feather, you will die!"

The magic sun laughed, and his face was full of hustle and bustle.

Hey!

At the top of God, a small white tower has emerged and rapidly growing. At the same time, in his hand, there is a sword and a light.

There is no doubt that this is a sacred soldier.

Hey!

The snow-white small tower turned into a mountain, it was pressed to the white feat. With the cultivation of God's son, the control of the Holy Bing is powerful.

At this time, the body of Bai Yu appeared a highlight. In every place, a sacred soldier flew away, a total of 36 sacred soldiers stayed around him.

Others are dumbful, almost biting tongue.

Thirty-six sacred soldiers, Bai Yu suddenly took out 36 sacred soldiers, most people looked at them.

An ordinary person who has never met the Holy Bing, only seeing it, but now, Bai Yu has robbed 36 sacred soldiers, people are more crazy than people.

"What is the sage, what is the use?"

The son of God is indifferent, and the huge tower shines, violently slammed.

Lu Ming is the body, the 36 soldiers of the sacred soldier attacked each other, gathered on a big tripod.

"Shun it natural!"

Bai Yu waved, and the big jewel became very fast and ran into the giant tower.

Prosperity!

If the two mountain peaks collide, the sky will dramatically vibrate. After the big travel and giant attacked, they will split autumn and autumn.

"kill!"

God's son took a spear and killed it on the land. The spear pierced the air and made a terrible whistle. *