The Mightiest Little Peasant

In the void, the figure of the Wei'an is standing, gaining, just like a round of round.

A shares of shares, drums, and constantly collides.

For a time, the void is shocked, and the sound of violent crazy.

"Haha! There is a kind!"

The corpse laughs.

That Qiang Heng is a clear smile and obsets disdain.

Knowing that it is unreasonable, but it is still not running. This is not a kind, it is stupid!

"He is not small!"

"Waiting for the problem!"

Sifang 's ancestors' thief.

The Laosi in the land, clearly wants to join the white bones and others, join hands to suppress this newcomer, even if they are waiting for the old generation of the ancestors, they have to be afraid of three points, come to a jingle.

But this new person, but there is no meaning, it seems to be big.

If you are really playing, wait for him, I am afraid that only the Huang Escape.

If the strength is not good, it will be suppressed by the group of old bosoms!

They whispered, they all set out a lively session.

"Everything, what are you waiting for, take it!"

Qi Heng is coming to the four squares and drinks.

At the next moment, he sacrificed a golden gun and took the lead.

"Ha ha!"

The corpse ancestors laughed and followed.

He did not sacrifice treasures, burst out, pinched the box.

On the other hand, the white bones is not awkward, and they rush out.

The emperor is moving, but also wants to shoot, but he opposite him, Wenzu and others shot at the same time and stop him.

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Three gods, divided into three directions, killing Qi Qi.

If the attack is not arrived, there is a violent gas.

Tang Hao's figure is standing, and the silk is not moving. On him, the giant is constantly skyrocketing, the momentum is climbed, and there is a shocking battle, which is raised, and the sword is general, and the sky is broken.

At this moment, the void is dramatically trembled, and it is constantly distorted.

The four-party ancestors narrowed their eyes, and the gods were stared carefully.

They all want to see where this new person is in the air, and the three ancestors will join forces.

"If you can follow the next, it is also very reluctant!"

"I have a loss!"

Their heart is secretly guessed.

When three gods killed, Tang Hao finally moved, and there was a black god of light in the top, and the moment was big, and it turned into a majestic mountain.

"what is that?"

"Mountain treasures!"

"This is a treasure, what is it!"

After seeing, the four-party ancestors were a little surprised, no solution, and even many showed a lot of colors.

How to block the three ancestors of the three ancestors!

Even the ancestors of the white bones, and the ancestors, but also laughter.

And that is balanced, it is also a clear smile.

Although this treasure is strong, he can't stop alone, but now the force of the three people will be easily blocked.

"The town is, this treasure is mine!"

His heart is even more dark.

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At this moment, the Shenshan is a shock, suddenly swaying a shocking chill, and there is a unpleasant percentage that is filled, and suppresss the four-party void.

Three people are the first to rush, and the hearts are violent.

"This ... this is ...?"

The goddess of the white bones, instantly solidified, followed by both eyes, showing extremely horrified colors.

This is a powerful pressure ... If he is not induced, it is the pressure of the ancestor!

However, where is this possible pressure?

How could this treasure, how can there be aesthetic pressure?

"What is this mother?"

The corpse is also induced, and the eyes are angry, shocking.

He can't understand, this looks like only the treasure of the king of the king, how can there be a ancestor's breath!

Even the Qi Zu was also awkward, before he tried the power of this treasure, but he did not see the ancestral pressure.

"That breath ..."

"Is the ancestor?"

Then, the four-party ancestors have also been inherent, and they are all horrific.

"Especially terrible cold!"

After a moment, the three people and other three people were all discovered, the cold, the power under the top cover, the power is extremely horrible, their blood, even the soul, is like being blocked.

They have never seen such a terrible treasure!

"This is what he is, will it be a ancestor artifact?"

The corpse is screaming, and the face is awkward.

The bones are also frightened and full of fear.

Qi Zu is not a wonderful, collecting the breath, and if you turn your head.

Although he can't figure it out, this treasure is what is going on, but does not hinder his run.

"Humph!"

At this time, a cold snort was suddenly fried in his ear.

Next moment, the top of the top is big, and it is crazy.

"not good!"

Qi Zu was shocked, he only felt that his body was stiff, on the face, and the dress began to flourish with thin frost.

Also, these frosts are constantly spread, thickened, and the ice is very frozen.

"What is this?"

He screamed, and the soul was flying.

He is a ancestant, igniting the eternal god fire, this world, how can there be a cold ice?

This is impossible!

"Scorpio!"

In the eyes, the four-party ancestors are also a big awkward, just felt the fur.

They have never seen such a terrible ice!

hiss--!

The emperor saw the shape, it was slightly breathed, in the heart, fortunately, he did not shoot, otherwise he had to face this terrible ice.

"This guy, how can there be so horrible?"

His heart is still awkward.

"Qin brothers, good things!"

Star Gods and others recognized this mountain, but did not expect that Qin brothers were so fast, they made this mountain finish into treasures, and power is still so amazing.

"Retreat!"

The corpse screams, madly mad madness, the strength of the body, resist the cold under the top cover, and retreats later.

The white bones have a shame, there is a white flame, but it is instantly extinguished.

He was scared, and his face was very pale.

Then, he also went crazy behind.

This cold, until the yin, it is not an ordinary god fire to resist.

"help me……"

Qi Zu's figure has stiff, cover a layer of frost, he struggled, and hovering two people.

But soon, he even didn't even make it, the more frost on the body, the thicker, until it is a ice sculpture.

There is no sound in the world.

A dead is still quiet.

All the ancestors are still timed, watching the void Chinese, the ice sculpture.

Folder, this is still a living ancesture, but at this moment, it has been completely frozen, no sound.

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There is a sense of ancestors, and then look at it, looks at the black hill.

What is this treasure?

How can there be so horrible?

And him, but what is the sacred, how can there be such a powerful treasure?

He turned again, but he fell on the white dress, the heart was shocking, but it fought for a long time.