Martial Peak

This is a battle that has been stretched for thousands of years and is also a battle of enemy.

It is possible to resist the colorful giant gods, only the real giant spirit, single from the results of the eyes, these two confrontation for many years of gods, who don't have anyone, let alone, this war may continue longer.

Yang Kai silently observed a while, did not bother them, but to invest in another ink giant spirit.

That one ink, the gods were sitting, the body shaped slightly, the figure shielded the big empty, and one of its arms explored the voids in front, penetrating the boundary wall, being locked by the people of the people in the boundary wall Among the winds of the opposite wind, it has caused himself to move.

It was that there were many injuries in it. That was the traces left by the guys of the Emperor of the Emperor of the Emperor, and the wounds left, and the wounds were constantly flowing. Force, however, for so many years, the wounds on the body have little less, and they don't have this horror that Yang opened.

Its injury is slowly recovering!

Yang opened his heart, strong as the Lord of the Mozu, who was seriously injured, but also to get into the ink nest to restore, this ink colorful gods, I don't know what to do, actually can hear it.

Although the speed of healing does not look fast, it can be healing.

Such a powerful existence, there is no need to usually go. Think about it, when this year, the ink color giant was blocked in the Holy Spirit. It was also tired by the wounds of the Holy Spirit, but there were thousands of years, when Yang opened to seal it, it Although it is silent, there is no injury remaining on the surface. It can be seen that this strange power can be heard.

It seems that the eyes of Yang Xiyou, the original, the ink, the moon, suddenly opened his eyes, and he came to Yang.

The invisible pressure, instant, like a Qiankun, pressing the shoulders of Yang Kai, let him not help him with a short.

The completion of the eight-day open day is, which is almost exceeding the existence of nine products, and there is a big gap!

However, Yang Kai did not experience this kind of thing. When this year, the ink giant gods recovered in the Holy Spirit. He once pursued the other party, although there was no act, but it could not be casual. Crush.

The power of Xiao Qiankun is protected, Yang Kai Xu Xu straight.

In the void of the distance, the ink giant god is like a loud laugh, it will not pay attention to him.

It seems that I saw a bugs that laughed. In addition to being able to tease, there is not much attention to it, how is the eight products, and the nine pieces of the nine are not placed in the eyes, there is no more than a dozen twenties nine Join the hand, and I want to fight with him.

Yang Kai Xu closed, after a while, he blinkled, launched: "Two ancestors, Yang Kai worshiped!"

The sound passed through the boundary wall penetrated by the ink color giant gods, and the smile and Wuqing ear were introduced to the opposite wind.

Both people are all, smile, old ancestors, hurriedly: "Yang Kaiko is in the air domain?"

"Yes!" Yang opened back, and opened his own small Qiankun's portal to start calling Xiaoshun.

In the ancestral place, he gave the seven-year-old ink, more than 2,000 small stone army, but he left several millions of preparations.

However, the little stone country left, there is no kind of Baizhang Xiaodi's strong, all of which are some ordinary stone people, can't play a lot of role in the war, but it is very good. Help.

"What do you want to do?" Laughing the ancestor is a little strange, "What is the situation in the people today?"

Yang Kai continued to summon the small stone army, a batch of batch, very fast, the side of the side is a small stone husband, the mouth replies: "The situation is still stable, the old ancestors are not worrying. I am here ... find the ink collection point interest."

"Receive interest?" Wu Qing's doubtful voice sounded.

Yang Kaikou drunk: "Two old ancestors will be careful!"

"What do you want?" In the wind, Wuqing suddenly gave birth to a less wonderful feeling, with the laughter of the ancestors, all of them were alert.

In the air domain, the ink color giant gods also frowned, and the look of Yang Kai's movement.

With the fall of Yang Kai, the two million Xianshi people have a locust transit, and there will be, and they are not afraid of death. Even if they are not afraid, even if they have a big thing to the ink giant gods, it is also unfrigerated. .

They are smart, and the characteristics of the ethnic groups are born with each other, so they don't know what to die, and death is concerned, but it is another way to continue.

With this means of purifying the light, there is a good defect, the advantage is enough, the shortcomings are not flexible, once the Xiashi people die, the wreck will remain in place.

But it is best to deal with the ink color giant god.

Two million small monsters are vast, and they have killed in front of the Mo Color, even if the two million troops gathered, there is a little worth mentioning in front of this pantry.

Look at the scene, it seems like a group of people who have been screaming around.

The vastness of the ink, from the ink color giant gods, there will be the heritage of the king of the king, and it is not enough to compile it.

Although the Mo Color God is not known that Yang Kai is going to do, but it will not let him succeed.

The rich ink is like the tide of water, and the small stone army is generally enveloped and silent.

Blinking, the ink is like the tide, but the two million Xiaoshun army have no interest, even the small stone is still complete, not seeing any scars.

Even Yang Kai, I don't know what the ink color giant is used to kill these small stone.

"What is this doing?" The colorful gods finally opened, and the tone was slightly tone.

Yang opened two hands extended out, the two imprints on the back began to heat up, and the evils: "Hey you!"

The smile on the ink color god is instantly converge.

The bright color of yellow blue, suddenly in the void, blending each other.

Then the ink tide of the original returned, once again, it is more embarrassing than the future.

The pure white rays began to bloom, between the blink, gathered into a huge white ball, as if a round of the sun fell.

This huge white halo is more than ten times compared to Yang Kai in the Holy Spirit of the Holy Spirit. The light is not only shrouded the void, but also wrapped the huge body of the ink color giant god.

With the sacrifice of two million Xiaoshun army, it is natural to do this level, Yang Kai is in the Holy Spiritland, but the sacrifice has sacrificed the three million Xiaoshun army, but the results of the result are not å. Hellput.

The reason why this happens is really that Yang Kai will be worried about this time. Before summoning the Marsh Army, he distributes a lot of yellow and blue crystals.

This sacrifice is more than just the power of the two million Xiashi National Army, but also a massive yellow crystal and blue crystal.

Things from Huang Big Brother and Blue Sister, Yang Kai is consumed in three or four%.

If you are stacked, those yellow crystals are accommodating a hill with blue crystal.

So huge, the effect is also good.

The pure rays wrapped in the ink giant gods, and the incomplete force eroded into its body, in the huge body, the ink is quickly dispersed.

The ink color gods gave a roar, and they struggled crazy.

In the wind, smiling and Wuqing two finally understood why Yang Kai was careful.

They were sitting in the town for two or three thousand years, and they have been clamping an arm of the ink color giant gods, which is not enough to do this. However, the arm of the ink giant god is playing. Wear the boundary wall, this is equivalent to playing with the Mo Color Giant God's Ling Dynasty. The power that the other party can play is greatly weakened, so it can always be safe.

At this moment, at this moment, the purification of the light is torture, and the ink color gods began to struggle. The first thing to do is to push it back, get rid of the dilemma, and pinch Yang Kai, this starter,

That huge, like a mast column, a chain is louder, and the boundless ink is beginning to be bonded, want to break the chain.

Wu Qing and smile have a big change in his face, and it is not ridiculous to sway, mad madly mad madness, and clamp.

With a loss, the two continued to reinforce the ban, otherwise the riots of the moment were not good, and the ink giant gods were touched.

This is the case, the two are also increased, and the heart is surprised and gratify.

Surprised, I don't know how to use Yang Kai, and actually let the ink giant gods are so crazy, gratifying, the gods are expected, and the trice of eight products can actually use the means of harming the colorful giant god.

That round, the white star of the sun, the foot lasted for more than a dozen, and slowly dissipated.

Smile and Wu Qing's ancestors seem to have been spent for thousands of years ...

When everything calm down, the two paired the eyes, all saw the sweat and afraid of each other, and the chain chain of locking the ink color giant gods is countless, and they are busy.

However, they also know that the ink color gods will really have a heart to get struggle, but it can be done, but it must abandon himself from the clamping arm, which can be called true strong man's broken wrist!

Abandoning an arm, perhaps the impact of the ink giant gods, will make it strength, when you don't have a lot, the ink giant giant will not do this, this gives them the opportunity to continue clamping each other.

In the air domain, Yang opened his face calm, quietly looked at the pang stairs under the white gloomy rhyme, and the expression is indifferent.