My Super Estate

Chapter 845 The bells ringing

"Fire magic, how can you get the magic of fire?"

Out of the sea of ​​hell, the monk and other three have left quickly, but Wang Yang still has to solve the big trouble in front of him.

The fire magisters of the fire department are at least one level of human-magic warriors. Such strength, even in the face of the mighty king, will have to fight a lot. It is difficult for anyone to live or die.

Wang Yang has gone through three times of thunder, and Jin Dan is solid. Such a practice is that once a breakthrough is made, the Yuanshen must be formed, and it must be the Yuanshen Xiaocheng, catching up with the Dacheng.

Such cultivation practice, even if there is no powerful magical power, the ordinary Hunyuan Venerable, will never dare to triumph.

Like Wang Yang, all kinds of supernatural powers are in his body, even if Yuanshen Xiaocheng is successful, there is absolutely no chance of victory in front of him.

Cultivation is no matter how strong, no magical means, but tigers without minions, although strong, can also hurt people, however, in the face of a real strongman, you have to fight before you know the outcome.

However, even so, the means are amazing, it is difficult to escape without killing one's life before the demon.

It must be said that if it is an ordinary great magician, Wang Yang has to go all the way, but it is the fire magic that he encounters. When he encounters Wang Yang's true fire power, he can only bow his head.

"Boy, Hugh is arrogant, and I will come to ask for advice next time."

The magic was restrained, and the magician went to 90% of his strength. With his weak flesh and strong mental power, it is difficult to win.

Where there is life, there is hope.

Although unwilling to live, the life of the magister can only escape from the fire.

"Dare to cast fire magic in front of me?

Run away, run away, and it's verbose, of course, the gates of hell come in."

In front of Wang Yang, a mysterious god pattern, a light shock, between the world, all the fire attribute energy, all is still.

The Great Magister who just turned into flames and disappeared, all stiff and stayed in the air, as if they were flames between heaven and earth, all were still and could not move.

"what……"

After a short period of sluggishness, the Great Magister shook his heart and shouted. It was hard to believe that he would encounter such a pervert.

"How is it possible, how can you order the world to fire element?

Are you the fire god?"

There is a problem in the heart that cannot be solved, and it becomes a lock of eternity and locks the soul.

What kind of flame is this?

Unwilling, unwilling, very unwilling.

The Great Magister, who has been going through thousands of years, never thought that he would encounter such a scene.

This is really scared.

Here was restrained by supernatural powers, a war that attracted everyone's attention, and a dramatic turning point of the gods was over, and the big magician who was pressed by everyone was directly scared by Wang Yang.

Over there, the blood prince is also very unhappy.

The blood race proves the way with blood.

Absorbing the blood of others, naturally inherits the resentment of others, and is full of evil spirits. When fighting against people, most of these methods are uncomfortable. Immediately you will gain an absolute advantage in the battle.

The evil spirit and the extreme speed have always been the biggest advantages of the blood race.

After changing someone else, even if it is equal, he can win quickly.

However, this other person is obviously the least welcome to Confucian scholars.

That body was so upright, it was really hateful, shouted, the whole person seemed to be playing with fire, burning you all bubbling.Of course, if he still sang one or two sentences, selling cakes, it would simply make people unable to survive.

Nothing can stop it, after the batification, the sky is full of fire.

The Duke Hemers was desperate to live, and he was always in the blood. He always laughed at others and cried. This time it was good. There was no chance to cry, and he was directly burned to death.

"Go, go!"

At this time, the Grand Duke suffered a loss and ate a truth, his fist was not big, and he had to escape early.

"Huh, how dare you be so arrogant in my Huashan territory?

People who moved me to Huashan wanted to leave. Do you think Huashan is your home?"

The Grand Duke is not authentic. Others are sitting at home, watching TV, eating melon seeds, and they are very smart. As a result, if you are a good bully, you must kick on the door of others.

Well, people are not easy to bully, carrying a kitchen knife, it is necessary to have a fair showdown, let you take a small knife Yaowuyangwei prestige.

You're a bastard, you can't beat it, and you want to run. You really don't need money for the public.

You can also go if you want to go, just peel off the skin.

No, the Grand Duke didn’t just take off several layers of skin. He used a domineering blood and consumed seven, seven, eight, eight, and there was not much left.

"Chasing, never let him run away!"

The pork is delicious, the beef is not bad, what is the matter, the goods delivered to the door can be eaten in one bite, and never keep it for tomorrow.

This scholar of Huashan is not a good scholar. He can't spit out bones when he eats people. You all Western vampires come to the door. Can he not chase you into heaven and earth?

"that's it?"

Carrying a half-dead Great Magister, Wang Yang stared at him and looked back and forth on Yue Qingshan.

"Student, why are you missing that strand of hair?"

With that, his eyes glanced at the special place.

"I tell you, don't go too far, otherwise, I'm in a hurry!!"

"Okay, I know, I know."

"You know a fart!"

That anger in Yue Qingshan's heart!

There was nothing originally, and as a result, you said everything.

"No, it's all the bastards, all of them are hurt. You give me, I want to give him the torture of the Eighteenth National Congress of the Qing Dynasty."

After getting rid of freedom, Yue Qingshan's new hatred and old hatred should all be counted.

Even, he created a "torture of the Eighteenth Congress of the Qing Dynasty".

"That won't work, I have to know, how did he follow behind Blood Lord!"

Of course, Wang Yang, the great magister, will never forget that Sirius almost folded in his hands.

The most important thing is that this guy, he actually followed behind Blood Sovereign.

It is really hard to believe that he, a great Western magister, would even follow the blood prince of the demon prince.

when……

Suddenly, from above Huashan, a thick bell sounded.

"What's wrong?"

Wang Yang turned his head to look at Yue Qingshan.

Yue Qingshan shook his head and said, "No, this is not the bell of our Huashan Mountain.

Besides, I have no such bells in Huashan."

"what?"

Wang Yang's complexion changed, and it didn't matter what the Great Magister was. He threw it towards Yue Qingshan, and strode toward the bell.

"Hey, what's wrong with this?"

"On the sword bell!!"

Luo Jian exclaimed and followed quickly.

"Haha, you respond quickly!"

Wang Yang had just reminded him that he saw everyone catching up.