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The warm blood splash is on the body, and several gods are slightly.

Among their companions, is it so dead?

His body was cut into two halves, from half of the air, unable to smash in the jungle.

Ye Zichuan fell on an ancient tree trunk, looked up at them, and his eyes were quiet as water, but everyone made everyone slightly.

boom!

The big tree under the feet fried, he rushed over the sky again.

The long knife in your hand waves, the snow white knife is glaring, and the knife sharp, makes a screaming voice, which makes people feel cold.

I opened my eyes, the majesty of the gods was again violated again, and they were trampled on the ground. How can he tolerate such a thing?

God is like a gold flame in combustion, and a light is constantly shot, and it is open.

Pure and sacred power is in the raging, Ye Zichuan felt a burning.

For those who have such a false person, the power of pure belief is the most terrible, and they can burn them into ashes.

However, the will of Yezawa and Li Chang Night is too firm. They only respect themselves, only believe in themselves, this kind of belief, the impact on them is very small.

Only people who are unconfined will sway in the middle of this, split, produce extreme self-suspicion, while I want to convert themselves, I want to be myself, and finally completely lost myself.

The snow-white knife is scratched, like a hanging on the Galaxy, pulverizing the golden light of the sky.

God's eyes holding the battle, the golden eyes, the gods are added, the gods are endless, the Chango Rong, the tide-like killing will be overwhelmed.

Ye Zichuan fell to the long knife, all the way, there is a kind of momentum that breaks all hinders, swallow the world, and who.

The other side is the same, the fist is pound, and the square is peaceful, but there is a kind of impulse, as if see Huangtian, the whole world must bow on his fist.

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A Shenwei is blown directly, the body is broken, blood and bone splash, was smashed by a punch, even the soul is all evil.

Several gods' hearts followed.

What is the origin of these two persons? How can it be so strong?

From the beginning to the end, they all saw that the two only used the flesh to fight, and they couldn't do it. They could only rush from the ground again and again, but they jumped up too scary, and flying almost Nothing difference.

Not only the power is terrible, but even the defense is very strong.

Their flesh is like a goddess, even if their attack is falling, it is difficult to leave a scar.

Among these gods, that is the strongest, the gods can see everything, even the attack trajectory of Leng Chuan can be clear.

This is a powerful magic, the gift of the god.

But even if he saw it, it is difficult to follow.

Ye Zikuan's flesh is not so pure, but it is absolutely weak, the blood is ruthless, the power is endless, and each knife is cut, you can break the mountain.

Dangdang!

The speed of two people is too fast, only to hear the intensive and dramatic golden iron cricket, and countless Mars and rays.

Ye Zichuan is very bad, like it is exhausted, once again swing, hegemony is quite horizontal, playing the gods.

L.

There is a little golden blood drops in the void, and the tiger mouth of the eyes is shocked. The power of the pound is like a heavy tsunami. It is constantly passing towards Chang Ge to his arm, let him two arms. In the earth, the bones were broken.

Is that human being?

They have the strength of God's greatness to get the power of this far.

But now, Ye Zichuan has a single flesh, let him be stretched, it is difficult to resist, how is it cultivated?

What is the origin of these two people, where is the powerful power?

Because this world is closed for a long time, many guards are born after the Xuantian era, so there is not much to know the outside world, and they don't even know that there are other worlds outside the world.

"Ah -" "The eyes of the eyes," I have a shocking roar.

He does not allow yourself to fail, it doesn't matter if you die, but it will definitely can't make the gods' majeship again.

He burned all the gold flames. The blood was completely ignited, and the strength began to rise sharply. There was a horrible breath to wake up in his body.

"My soul, my blood, I burned it, please give me strength, kill the deft!"

God is completely crazy, he will sacrifice himself, ignite his flesh and blood and soul, dedication to the gods, intended to exchange more powerful power.

Feel the gas machine flowing out in his body, and Ye Zichuan has some heads.

It is indeed the strength of the god, although only a little bit, but it is already terrible.

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The war knife is long, and the voice of the people, the knife is born, the knife is hun, the white, Ye Zhuan has a dozen knives in a moment, and the sky is a white cold light.

The eyes of the gods skyrocket, the hands of the hands, the power of the pounds, only saw that the golden snow broke, and turned the roys in the sky.

If you have a golden dragon, you will have a golden dragon, and the thick light is in the shackles.

The eyes burned the golden flames, such as a golden war killing.

"dead!"

He waved in his hand, a golden rain again, and the unspected sharpness made a fine crack.

Ye Zhi is flashing in the eyes.

The power of the gods cannot be underestimated.

What's more, he has only a flesh, he jumped, such as lightning is full of void, and the long knife in the hand will go out.

when!

Golden iron strikes, crisp hars, then the gorgeous light blows.

The boundless greatness is stirring, only heard a snoring, the long knife in the hand of Ye Zikuan appeared a crack, and then the long knife fried, turned into a fragment of the sky.

The battle of the game is like a half of it.

Ye Zikuan took the fist and greeted it directly.

when!

It's like it is on the metal, the battle is played, and there is also a blood mark between the palm of Yezawa.

But between blink, the blood marks disappeared.

when! when!

Ye Zichuan continued to sway, a boxing hit it on the battle, the sound of the ,

After hundreds of punches, the battle of the game did not bear the power of this horror and blown directly.

Ye Zhuan bully, the fist is more pound, the gods are incomparable, the golden flames of the whole body are all extinguished, and the last fist burst his half of his half.

Blood rain, the gods are incredible, and the greatness to borrow God is actually defeated.

The gods were once again, and they were stepped on the feet.

He feels that he has also become a sinner, not only can no majesty of the gods, but let the majesty sweep again.

He looked at Ye Zhou and flashing in his eyes.