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Chapter 1370 is another superior

The stronger the battle!

The three people have already seen it, and they can only see the beams of the hustle, and there are time and space that is tensile in destruction and remodeling.

That paragraph has broken.

This is an unprecedented thing, in the battle, there is no breakage of the ladder here.

But now, among the tries, the ladder here is interrupted.

Although it is just a trip, it is already surprised.

Here is the entrance of the , the ladder is being sacrificed, and it is very difficult to damage.

Ye Zichuan and Li Chang Night have once again stressed that the strength of this old man is actually increasing, and the white hair is now actually black, like returning to the old child, the feelings in the body are getting stronger.

boom!

The two hands have been launched, and a beam suddenly exploded and runs through the chest of Yezikawa.

A fluffy splash, sprinkled false.

Ye Zikuan's five organs were almost smashed.

Blood is constantly overflowing from the mouth, he encounters the energy of the whole body and quickly fixes his injury.

But in front of the black shadow, the old man appeared in front of him.

The scorpion is generally cold, he also refers to the sword, the fingertips have swimming, and a pointer to the eyebrows of Ye Zichuan.

The unscrupulousness of the worst, the eyebrows of Ye Zichuan were cut, and the god of the gods had a stabbed sense, and they have to be one or two.

boom!

Li Chang Ningshi rushed over, the blood of the sky was boiling, and he took the old man with an original and quite of a breath.

But the old man finishes the swords, and he left a bloody in him and his flesh was dressed.

"How is this old guy getting stronger and stronger, is this still a genus?" Li Chang Night blood burn, quickly restored his injuries.

Ye Zichuan also felt that a little advantage just achieved, but now there is no downs.

He took a deep breath and felt the energy of rushing in the body and gradually etheric.

There is a big understanding between life and death.

Only in this tension in this tension, a person's potential can completely explode.

The old man killed again, and his thin body was full, supported up the old clothes, torn and boiled, and one shielded big hand directly filled, and the square was covered.

Li Changye supported the law of the sky, a roaring, incarnation, high, one foot.

Ye Zhikawa has burst into light, and he will take his entire people.

A slogan of Wang Yang Shenhai is expanding here, five huge fairy hoses, a small person sitting on nine days, overlooking the wild, overview everything.

Essence God, the heaven and earth, only heard a good voice.

Everything disappears in a flagrant ray.

There is only a singular point left in place, a singing point that exudes rays.

The singularity changed, it seems to be the source of everything, it has become a place where all the origin.

The rays are usually flowing, and like the fog is generally filled, there are countless light particles between the heavens and the earth in bloom.

This light disappeared, and the next moment appeared in front of the old man.

I don't know why, the old man has a feeling of death, and the hair is inverted.

He issued a wild beast-like roar, the robe drums, and the body is full, and there is an unprecedented vitality in the body.

I only saw Changhong rushing out from his Tianling cover, run through the entire tenthum.

This second, a shadow of the creepy breath broke out.

In the beginning, it seems that there is everything, all life is in the case of this.

"Sure enough!" The silver hair looked at the bottom, the scorpion was unprecedented.

That bit of light and the old man hit together, there was no sound, but everything around it was ablation, and there was a disappearance between annihilation and silence. It turned completely into a virtual.

The radiance is completely dim, and it is dark here. I can't see it, and I don't exist anything.

I don't know how long, with a cough voice, a figure appears.

It is the old man, he is blood, half of the body is gone, while walking while coughing.

But his face has a splendid laugh, it is fun.

One step, his flesh recovery.

Two steps, his flesh is full of crystal.

Three steps, his traces of his face disappeared.

Four steps, he became young, the brunette was thick and crystal.

Five steps, he has become a twenty-old youth, Yingzi, and strong.

A percentage of the temperament is filled out, rushing out of the sky, covering the corner of the universe sea.

Anyone who felt this breath, there is a feeling of trembling, not only the flesh, even the soul is shaking, but can't help but worship.

This is the pressure source from the highest life level, and if I encounter a natural enemy.

Li Chang Night's figure also appeared, he looked at this unfamiliar youth and a stay.

This is still the old old old man, take off the bone, return to the old, the breath is completely different.

Youth looked at him, showing a sunny smile: "Thank you."

Silver hair looked at the youth below and the look was very quirky.

The endless years have not been able to abrasive, actually found a breakthrough opportunity, successful breakthrough.

Yes, a day is like this.

The previous five is an example, and now, there is a second day to birth.

Ye Zichuan fell from the void, his face is pale, the energy in the body is once again dried, and the whole person is gone.

Youth looked at them and smiled: "Thank you."

Without these two people, I can't break through.

Ye Zichuan looked at him, I couldn't understand, envy, and a sour taste of lemon.

Another day!

How can someone break through the sky? This makes him more depressed.

"Self-introduction, my name is Fengge."

A very strange name, listening is a bit like a woman.

Ye Zichuan. "

"Li Yard."

Ye Zichuan eats a peach and feels that the body is gradually charged.

He looked at Fengge, carefully said: "Do you have been here?"

Feng Song looked around: "Yes, it has been here, never left."

That is to say, he is a living from the time of Xuan Tian!

Ye Zikuan was shaken.

How many derivatives are there now, billions, still a few trillions?

No calculation, too long.

Such a long years ago, I didn't break it, but broke through the sky.

Ye Zichawa couldn't help but think of the No. 5, the five is also in the sea. After countless years of hell, it is finally broken.

It seems that every day is not so easy, to withstand the loneliness and loneliness.