Storm of Kings

Zhou Lie's forehead, heart, and his arms showed oracle bone inscriptions. His arms formed a domineering shock force, pressing his whole body into the meridians with fierce heat like a demon qi, trying to refine the power of the Fourth Stage Hou.

However, since this force has been formed, how can it be so easy to refine?As a result, the two sides stand in a stalemate, like an endless battle, which is better than practice, concentration, toughness, mind, and chance!

As long as a slight omission is caught by the opponent, then there must be no good fruit next.

The Fourth Pin Hou was frightened and angry. This mountain village boy named Zhou Lie not only gritted his teeth, but also began to form a reversal, which caused great suppression inside.

This is really outrageous!

Why is a small thing like an ant struggling?

Why can't he let him occupy the body with peace of mind?The world has burdened him too much, and is unwilling to resign in his heart. In any case, he has to live his life again, which surprised those who stood on the nine heavens.

"Boom..." The hot wave swept outward, Zhou Lie was at the foot of the sacred tree, and the tree vine quickly avoided outward.

"Mother, burn blood to suppress!"

At this moment, Zhou Lie’s chest reddened astonishingly, and a bright red light appeared to stimulate Qi and blood. A blockade was added on top of the shock. The death row confines the heat, preventing the hard-won advantage from being reversed instantly, because he only has This time, if you don't succeed, you will have to solve yourself. There is no choice.

"Hmph, Ming is stubborn, you will lose your life for 50 years if you are exhausted." The Fourth Stage Hou was so angry, he also expected this body to return to the top, but he did not expect this kid to be so cruel to him.

"Suppression! Suppression! Suppression!"

With three loud roars, Zhou Lie’s foreheads shined brightly, Shao Yong and Ying Zheng appeared at the same time, holding the money in their hands and pressing down, the hot wave surged wildly, and the ears were full of roars: "Little things, you think Benhou It's too simple."

In an instant, the finger from Mr. Li slammed into it with a bang, spreading blood mist, and enveloped the whole body.

"Fight!" Shao Yong and Ying Zheng turned into two groups of light projected in, causing the blood mist to ripple and fail to gather in time.

Soon all the breath disappeared...

Zhou Lie sat up, and looked all over his body in surprise. He saw many vein-like blood streaks appearing on the surface of the skin, like blood vessels, with stars shining through the blood streaks.

"Ancestor, are you two all right? What's the matter?"

Shao Yong said weakly, "Quickly, time is running out! You want to refine the fourth rank, and he also wants to refine you. This contest is far from over. My Majesty and I will get you an hour away. Immediately go to the battlefield to find a way to kill the monsters outside the territory, and then use that wooden barrel to transform the flesh and blood to replenish the blood. Then attack the weapons of the monsters outside the territory and comprehend the new oracle bone inscriptions. Only in this way can it be possible to suppress the Fourth Stage Hou, or even completely refine him. Work hard and never give up until the last moment."

"Is there an hour?" Zhou Lie floated up, his eyes flashed lightly, arousing a strong fighting spirit, as if a war horse Herod with wings on his back was running in a trance.

"Teacher, go!"

In an instant, Zhou Lie's figure disappeared.

After just a few breaths, on a big tree ten miles away from the battlefield, the branches were slightly lowered, and Zhou Lie stood barefoot on the top of the tree, draping a robe indiscriminately.

He is here, even though it differs a lot from the previous plan, there is a limit of this hour, and every second counts, and you can't waste the opportunity that the two ancestors finally won.

The sky was roaring and Zhou Lie disappeared again and soon found Zu Wanhao.

He appeared abruptly, carrying a big sword and asked: "How is the situation?"

Zu Wanhao was taken aback. He saw that the boss came over and immediately smiled. Pi Dian'er leaned forward and said: "It's successful. Xue Jun saw the main force of Tieying Ruishi retreating, and thought there was a bargain! As a result, Young Master Jing led them into the secret road, quickly evacuated the battlefield, and gave Yu Xue Junliang to the monsters outside the territory! Ha ha, there is a lot of fun now, although there are many masters in the Xue Jun, they have achieved some results through desperate fighting.

Zhou Lie glanced at a distance, and solemnly said: "Immediately close the net, it may have something wrong before it comes back! You see the monster outside the territory fall, leave the area immediately, retreat as far as possible, I am afraid of the outside world The demon strikes at this place."

"Hey, it's a bit wrong to hear the boss say that, and the news is delayed!"

Zu Wanhao spit in his palm, and shouted loudly: "Okay, after so much hard work these days, the uncles and brothers in the village are tired and thin, and they are waiting for this moment. Start, start immediately, fuck his mother! "

Time is short, I just listened to a shout: "Duanzalai!"

With a sudden swish, the dust bounced off many places on the ground, and thick ropes were stretched. The villagers stood at key positions and swung their knives down.

At the same time, many ropes broke, and the sound of whoosh was endless, and they withdrew to the distance.

The magnificent scene appeared, and there was a roar from the distant mountains, blasting out chunks of huge ice, just hitting the valley where it was fighting.

Yu Xue Jun had been ambushing in the valley before, but he hadn't waited for the iron eagle to wait for the monsters from outside the territory, and that huge figure just blocked the valley exit, wantonly killing.

Since the war, Yu Xuejun has suffered a lot. Nearly a centaur died, and the casualty rate is very high, but they still have confidence!

This confidence comes from their great shaman, an ancestral monk with a fourth-grade cultivation base.It was his old man who was sitting in town, and the team did not collapse.

"Boom, boom, boom..."

Thousands of pieces of hard ice as large as a millstone fell from the sky, causing chaos in the valley. Because of its huge size, the monsters outside the territory became more ferocious after being smashed several times, and rushed forward to crush the soldiers.

"Qiqige, the people behind you can't help but take action." A thin woman lay in the big tent. She looked at Qiqige who was nailed to the cross and sneered: "With this shaman, how can you see it? Nothing about you? It’s just that this leader is really not so good. They are all closing their mouths. They obviously sent a message to let them do it later, but the result has not been spelled out on the battlefield. This shaman even has Without showing up, he hurriedly jumped out. Tsk tsk, it seems you followed the wrong person!"

Instead, Qiqige was relieved and let the blood drip on the blanket without saying a word.

At this moment, loud noises came from both sides of the valley, and several large holes appeared in between, and mud gushed out.

"Oh?" At the moment when Da Sa was full of gods, a sword light appeared unexpectedly, and her eyes widened with anger, and she shouted: "Dare you!"