Shuttle of the city

The ancient corpus being crushed into powder, and there was no difference before.

This makes the brow of Ye Zichuan picked up.

He didn't feel the fluctuation of the rules, and these ancient corpses were resurrected, let him have some unexpected.

These guys are relying on what live to the present.

On the other hand, the remaining three ancient corpses are also shot, and the Qing Xuan and Li Chang Night.

Qing Xuan's cultivation is unspeakable. It is absolutely a strong sense of prefecture, and these ancient corpses do not take a cheap in his hand, it is easy to crush.

But because of the continuous resurrection, it is hard to wrap.

In the side of Li Chang Night, let Ye Zichuan surprised.

Li Chang Night, like him, I came out of another road, but it was obvious that this road just started, his realm was not enough.

The current specific realm is unknown, but his flesh is not bad better than the creation of the world.

So Li Changyue is a little tasty when I have an ancient corpse.

It's just that he is thick, it is difficult to break.

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A strong voice suddenly sounded.

Like what a big thing is walking, every step is stepped on the human heart, and the heart is almost burst.

At the same time, there is a powerful breath.

The darkness, swallows, sway, just like from the nine, with endless death, it comes to this world.

"It's he! It's coming!" Qing Xuan's face became difficult to look.

Finally, Ye Zhou saw it.

That is a god of the gods, there are many feet in the high foot, such as a giant standing between the heavens and the earth.

The rolling dead with his footsteps, swept the sky, countless wrecks were overwhelmed, and it turned into dust.

"Waiting for the owner ..."

"Deprinking Wanling ..."

The ancient voice, like whispering, like a dream, echoing in the world, the faint voice is accompanied by special rhythm, making people creepy.

Close up, I finally saw that there were many chains in the body of the tower.

Behind his back, there is a huge coffin.

The chain will be tied together with the coffin, tied together.

This is like a mythical scene, shocking the audience.

"Who is he?" Ye Zikuan asked.

According to the sound of Qingxuan, he seems to know what this is.

Qing Xuan looked at the tall and boundless figure. "This is a back!"

"Bright man?"

"Yes, he walks here all the year old, just like lost in this world, it looks like it is dead, but there is your own consciousness, and has been chanting, and there is a coffin." Qing Xuanxuan is very dignified.

"What is there in the coffin?" Ye Zhuan asked again.

"I don't know, but the big probability is an important person, it should be important to this life."

This is like a kind of obsession, deeply planted in the heart of the huge figure, even if he is also dead, but this lack is always inseparable.

So he carrying a coffin, has been walking, I don't know how many years, the sea is caught, even the world is getting more and more broken, but he is still .

He is like what is looking for, such as the soul of hell returns, and everything is extinct.

!!

The heavy footsteps, each step is unparalleled, with a rhythm, no happiness.

Suddenly, he stopped.

The figure that shrouded in the black mist stopped, followed by a pair of scorpions.

That is a pair of bloody scorpions, shot from the black fog.

I have gaked three people.

"Dry ... serviced ..."

The ancient voice came from his mouth, like a curse, it is like a dream.

And four battles will move again after hearing this voice.

The battle of the battle broke the void, the war knife broke out the shock knife, the unspeakable sword is tearing for a long time, and the dragon gun has a long time, a little cold.

"set!"

The faint words sounded, and the void is solidified, everything is still stationary.

"broken!"

Ye Zichuan spit out a word sound, crushing, four ancient corpses instantly, turned into a powder.

And in this silence, the footsteps sounded again.

In the bloundled void, the god of the gods is unrestricted, and the radio is straight to this.

Looking at him, the scorpion of Yezikawa slightly.

It's a weird body.

"deprivation……"

The ancient voice came again, accompanied by a black fog, it was overlooked again.

This special spirit is clear, but it is still walking like life.

His existence is like being beyond the boundaries of life and death, beyond the rules, like wandering the devil and the undead of the world.

The strange power swept, let a few people change.

They feel that the blood in their body is in the swing, as if they want to leave the body, the vitality should be deprived.

"Study in the vitality!" Li Changye changed his face, his flesh and blood gradually drove, and the strong life of the pig was passed.

boom!

The tall figure shot, a huge fist came out from the black mist, and the moment is in the past.

Looking at the fast-enlarged fists, Li Changyin's blood rushed, all the whole body began to glow, in his body, like a gorgeous Galaxy recovery, a little bit of spirit, like a star, at this time It was light.

The flesh and blood is a star, the bone cultural star river, a universe awakened in his body.

Seeing this scene, Ye Zichuan is a bit surprised.

Although he knew that Li Changye studied the flesh and walked out another road, but what kind of him is unclear.

And now I see this scene, he has a little understanding.

The human body is a small universe. Li Chang Night is to molten the world with his own flesh, evolve the universe.

He is going to be a holy!

He is indeed very strong, with the flesh, it is no longer harmonious.

But it is obvious that this devil is more scary.

If Ye Zichuan is transient, it has a punch against the black coffin.

Between the electro-optical flames, the back is turned around with an unimaginable speed, and the fists of the two hit this together.

Bang!

A roar, deafening, like the comet hits the earth, the fluctuation of destruction, so that the wrecks outside the miles are smashed.

Ye Zichuan's fist, completely shrinking, dry as a ghost claw.

This scene made him feel unique, and the force of erosion is everywhere, always playing.

"deprivation……"

"Robbery ..."

The sarm is once again emitted, and behind him, the huge black scorpion sounds, just like the coffin cover is to be opened.

It seems to have something to come out!