Master of Untold Daos

Chen Mingyi broke the steel curtain in front of him and flew across towards the Iron Yarn Emperor.

Tiesa's eyes proved so vicious and shocking that at this moment he was just trying to run away, without any other thoughts.

Until proven so vicious, any resistance will be futile!

The Iron Gazette emperor did his best, but discovered that in front of him, an empty flower bloomed.

The void blossoms open and reveal itself as a black knife.

The long knife entered his arms, pierced his abdomen, and the blade penetrated from behind him.

Chen Ming pressed the shoulder of Tiesel Emperor, holding Taobao umbrella black knife in his right hand, three knives in a row stabbed out.

Psst!

Puchi!

Psst!

Three swords in a row, carrying three bloody flowers, where the wound, the chains of countless avenues broke, the body of the Iron Sail Emperor began to collapse, the eyes of the Iron Sail Emperor closed, the rest, but fear.

Ming waved the body of the Iron Gazette Emperor into the storage ring. Ming then looked at the six fourth-order emperors in front of the palace and laughed. “Who else can stop me? ”

“Today, I'm going to kill this ghost world clean and clean! ”

“You, prepare to bear my wrath! ”

“I, the infinite, will bring to the whole Dark Temple abyss of fear and, most desperately, sigh! ”

All fourth-order emperors, fearful in their eyes, proved invincible and made them desperate.

“How are we going to be good? ”

“Are we Dark Temple, dying today? ”

“For this day's sake, I have to fight with my own life! ”

Chen Mingmao wiped his hands and was about to teach these six fourth-order emperors a lesson. He saw that the white-haired ghost had jumped out of the hall and landed in front of the six fourth-order emperors. "Innumerable, your opponent is me, don't bother them! ”

“If I don't die for a day, you'll never destroy the Dark Templar! ”

Chen Mingxin said the script was wrong. Didn't the real heroes come out to save the world after I defeated everyone?

I can't turn a blind eye to your performance!

Chen Ming looked at the white-haired ghost with a laugh and asked, “What kind of crap are you? ”

The white-haired man said seriously: "I, the white-haired man, am the Dark Templar, the new Templar! ”

Chen Minghaha laughed, “Hahaha, it turns out that you are only the last shrine! Let me kill you with my own hands and cast my unworthy name! ”

Chen Ming and the white hair ghost hedged. Between the electro-optical staggering, the six fourth-order emperors could only see the world shake for a moment!

In the void, Chen Ming and Bai Hao had a terrible battle!

The two of them fought wildly in the void, all kinds of means came out, whatever the good moves, stayed for two people for three days in the big war, Zhen finally felt that the show was almost there, which made him pretend to be a mistake, kicked off by a white haired ghost!

Chen Zheng covered his chest and looked at the white hair ghost in the distance, "Turns out you, than the last church, are better suited to the privileges of the church! This power fits like it was born for you! ”

Chen Ming continued: “If I hadn't slaughtered Chun immortality, and wasted too much energy in the war, you would have definitely died in my hands! ”

“But even so, I am immeasurable and willing to call you the strongest of ghosts! ”

“Bye, next time, I'll take your head off myself! ”

Vacant flowers bloom, the next moment, the figure of Chen Zheng disappears in place, no longer know where to go.

Before the white-haired ghost landed in the hall, he looked back at the four-step emperor under the stage and saw that all the emperors were kneeling down, behind these emperors, countless demons kneeling down, “The darkness is eternal, the sacrament is immortal! ”

“We wait, see the Holy See! ”

Three days ago, he killed his father himself, and today he is worshipped by thousands of people as the Lord of the First World.

Between the turns, the eyes are full.

He waved, all the demons rose up and looked at the white-haired ghost with a keen eye, and the white-haired ghost smiled slightly, “Today's revenge, I'll pay for it sooner or later! ”

He stepped forward and climbed the white bone throne over all the ghosts. In the roar and cheer of the endless evil ghosts, the kingdom reigned!

His eyes looked in the direction of the world of swallows, and he said softly: "Though the heavens are large, you and I, half a person. ”

After arranging the aftermath, the whitehead walked into the palace alone. Before he sat on the throne, he heard a noise in his ear.

That sentence represents supreme authority.

“Divine Photography! ”

“Heavenly Fate! ”

The voice came from behind, the white-haired ghost turned around and looked at Him behind.

It was a fat man dressed as a wealthy man, smiling at a white-haired ghost and showing a dream jade in his hand.

“As agreed, you have arrived. ”

The white-haired ghost looked at the haunted merchant and asked, "Is this what I left over from my last life? ”

The haunted merchant laughed and said, "Yes, it's lucky day, so I'm giving you a chance to draw. ”

The white-haired ghost reached out and grabbed this piece of dream jade, but he just grabbed it and felt the sense of kindness coming from the dream jade.

This is an artifact, an artifact that can transform your power into lord-level power!

A dice appeared in the hands of the haunted merchant and asked grinningly: "Want to draw? ”

The white-haired ghost asked, "What is this dice? ”

Ghost Merchant smiled, "This is your life! ”

The white-haired ghost shook his head, revealing an incomprehensible color.

The haunted merchant played with the dice in his hand and said: "You can understand it as an artifact comparable to Seventh Order power. ”

Seventh order power. What's that concept?

Strongest Under Eight Column God?

The haunted merchant looked at the white-haired ghost's surprised look and thought it was fun to split up. Then he said: "Don't think too much. This luxurious dice is the most useless of the Seventh Order artifacts. If it doesn't have any use, you can also lose a point. ”

The white-haired ghost sniffed and reached for the dice. He waved his hand over his head and threw it ten feet tall. Then he asked: "This dice heralds his own life? ”

The haunted dealer opened his hands and said seriously: "Yes, for ordinary people, its only use is to detect a person's luck, the bigger the point, the better the luck. ”

“This dice seldom throws more than a little, well, you can understand, this dice throws only a little. ”

The white-haired ghost asked, "What does that mean? ”

"Throw out two points," said the ghost merchant. "Then, your next crusade will double the power of your crusade by borrowing from the Channel River! Three o'clock, triple, four o'clock, four o'clock! ”

The dice fell and fell to pieces on the ground, then disappeared.

White-haired stunned and asked: “So what about this situation? ”

The ghost merchant laughed: "This situation only happens if you meet someone who can't be affected by luck. Well, you should be the only one. ”

"So you're not trying to give me anything at all, you're just trying to break this dice by lending me my hand! ”

The haunted merchant revealed a professional smile, “Oops, they found me! ”

“But you can think the same way, this dice, only you can break, so is it forever and ever, waiting for you to break it? ”