Scoring the Sacred Body of the Ancients from the Get-go

That knife is a knife, and the power is too horrible, and the sky is divided into two halves.

At the same time, accompanied by the knife, there is also a cold drink such as the sound of the magic.

"Three major paradigumes of the whole, today is like!"

With this sound, the thousands of horses are also bullish from the sky.

This knife is down, and the three major people will be nearly one-third!

Blood splashes, the legs are flying!

Mourning, screaming, endless in the ear!

This suddenly a knife, making everyone staying, like wood, in the original place.

Huangquan elderly and others, but also the scalp, sweat.

Although he is also a saint, it is just a saints.

That knife, Huangquan elderly produced a illusion in the face of death.

"who is it!"

At this moment, everyone's eyes are projected.

A middle-aged man who is in a dark armor, temperament, such as the magic god, is a middle-aged man in the ice, and come.

He holds a bloody war knife, and his eyes are like a hawk, sweeping through Huangquan elderly.

"saint!"

Many monks are exciting.

Even if you are in the fairy, the saints are not visible everywhere, let alone are under the lower bound.

And this suddenly appeared saints, who is, why do you want to help the Wars?

Just on the end of everyone.

The remaining monks left in the Wars, a big eyes, including extremely horrified colors.

What is the man who appears, how is the temple of the Temple of Wars?

The Lord of the War of the Dynasty, there is a statue, standing in the Wars, so they will recognize it so soon.

The Wars of the Demon, the eyes are treated, and it is also unbelred and open: "Is it ... the two generations of the palace?"

In this case, the Quartet is quiet.

The seven-generation palace of the Wars Temple, that is a famous monk.

In his era, it is also the most brilliant era of the Wardou Hall.

Just later, the seven-generation palace disappeared, some said that he has fly to the fairy.

Now, this suddenly appeared man, will it be the seven-generation palace?

"This ... how is this possible?" Huangquan elderly and others were some mistakes, and the heart set off the sky.

In the era where the ancient dollar is, they are just a group of little.

"I didn't expect that three smallmen in that year, now I can make this kind of thing." The ancient yuan is indifferent.

I heard this, the heart of Huangquan elderly went out.

There is no doubt that this suddenly appeared saints are the Lord of the Qi Dynasty.

Just three major people people think about it, how can this seven-generation temples will be good, now appear.

"Hey ... it is that he is a man, he is under the fairy field?" Some other people who watched the lively monks were also deeply absorbed.

The name of the ancient dollar of the seven generations of the temple, in the Senli mainland, it is well known.

The Tianjiao in the fairy is, but he has never heard of ancient times. In their eyes, they are vague with a pity.

"What is the use of this seven-generation Temple? Is it still can't stop?"

"It is, even if he is a saint, he has sinful, and there is no good fruit to eat."

These fairy areas are not optimistic about the ancients.

The real world is just part.

Identity, background, equally important.

Although the ancient dollar is a saints, after all, is the saints in the lower bound, dare to provoke God?

War of the War of the Temple, I want to come here, my face is excited and excited, and it has decreased a lot.

Huangquan elderly thought at the same time.

Their face of the horror is scattered, replaced, is a constant face of a face.

Huangquan old man is not tight: "The seven-generation temple owner, the old man did not expect you to appear, but you know that we are in the magic temple, is it a command?"

In the eyes of the ancient times, it flashed in the cold: "Who is you listening to you, telling you three major amenities today, even your people behind you, you have to die!"

"Bold, you dare not respect the gods!" Huangquan elderly drove.

And at this time, a warm and dull indifference sound.

"What is the god?"

As the sound came out, there was a lion vibration in the air, and the nine lion pulled the car.

Dong Xuan's old ancestors, Yu Yu and others, followed by.

"Is it a saint strong?" The monks of those surrounding the mainland, once again exposed the color of the vibration.

However, the eyes of those fairy are arrogant, but they are falling on the nine lions pulling the car.

"Take the kinemal lion, is it that ..." Some Xianyu Tianjiao, see each other, all see the shock of the two sides.

If you say that God is, it is a fear.

Then that one is that it can only look up, it is not a world.

"Well? Who are you?" Huangquan elderly eyebrows.

The sacred person of Dong Xuan's grandmat is once again let Huangquan old people feel slightly fiddling.

The saint, it seems to be as follows.

The ancient dollar saw Jun Yao, and it was also empty and arched: "The son is coming."

"what!"

Seeing the actions of the ancient dollars, the monks of the Senlov continent, are all tongues.

In the Senlovar, Wei Ming Hei, left a legendary seven-generation palace, and actually became the servant of others?

The monk of the Wars Temple is also completely complete.

This is completely inconsistent with the seven-generation temples that they imagined, high on top.

Yan Qingying, it is lifting the snow.

Although she is blind, she still turned into Jun Xiaoyao.

Can be known as the master of the seven-generation Temple, what exists.

Can you compare with God?

Seeing this situation, surrounding those fairyland Tianjiao, suddenly an excitement.

Where didn't know where they are sitting in the car, what is it?

A Xianyu Tianjiao has played forward, arched: "Have a look!"

This kind of scene is really shocked by the monks of the Senlov continent.

They have never seen these arrogance of these arrogance, will show this awesome worship.

This, even the old man in Huangquan, the heart is also a.

The fool can see, the people in the car, not only the fairy sky, but also seem to be extremely distinguished.

Because of the past, these fairy are arrogant, even if he heard the name of the gods, but only show some trip.

But now, they are actively giving birth.

This difference can be big.

"Is it necessary to be so troublesome, kill them directly, take the god as a shot, ridiculous!"

In the carriage, Jun Xiaoyao took a cold.

"Yes!"

With Jun Xiaoyao, the ancient dollar is also completely letting down.

He directly took a knife and went to Huangquan old man.

"No ... You can't do this, you will not let you go!"

Huangquan old man was desperately resistant and screamed.

However, his words, but it attracted the ridiculousness of the fairyland Tianjiao.

"It's still stupid, what is the gods in front of the monarch?"

"Just, who is afraid than the identity, the monarch is afraid?"

This group of fairy is arrogant, and the color of the face has laminated and compassionate, looking at the three major gates.

These three major doors are thorough.

And the gods, it is also kicked to the iron plate.