Thunder Martial

As soon as Lord Kaima left, the other party appeared.

Is this a coincidence?

They have been set up here for many days, why not come early or late?

At a glance, a group of immortals saw the problem.

However, at the moment they have dozens of people, and they are full of confidence, but they are not afraid of a fairy in the same situation.

The people in the city looked up at the sky, and they also knew the name of young people for the first time.

Purple.

Knowing that this was a trap, the young spirit dared to come.

At this moment, everyone did not know the courage to admire each other, or he was so stupid.

Isn't it good to escape like this?

Why come here to die?

Not long ago, Mancheng scolded him.

Silk Yue stood in front of the sculpture and looked at the figure, and a smile raised a smile on the corner of her mouth.

Sure enough.

Ziyi?

Very nice name.

"Everyone, I am tight now, the task is heavy, and I have to be able to say hello to you one by one."

For the first time, Ziyi showed his fairy space in front of the world.

With the opening of one side, a depressed atmosphere appeared out of Poria City out of thin air.

Like the emperor's overlooking the world, the mighty emperor's atmosphere swept the emperor, and everyone on the upper and lower people of Poria City had the impulse to worship the purple worship on the ground.

There are also some immortal methods in the city. Their feelings are the most intense, such as Silk Moon, which is full of shock.

This is only Yu Wei brought by the Ziya Xianling Space, not deliberately targeting anyone.

Even so, her fairy law still has a kind of impulse to worship. It is conceivable that what will happen to those fairy that are shrouded in the fairy space and deliberately targeting?

If you are deeply trapped in the quagmire, you can't move!

This is the most authentic feelings of dozens of fairy spirits here. Everyone is like carrying a mountain, surrounded by quagmires, and they are in a deep state.

The circulation of fairy spirit has also become jerky.

The combat power is here, at least about 50 %.

Everyone wants to scold the mother at this moment. Everyone is the fairy spirit, but a group of people are suppressed by the other party.

How can there be such an unreasonable fairy space in the world?

"Combat force to mobilize the fairy space!"

A young immortal drank, and the immortal spirit heard the sound, stretched out his fairy space, blocking the pressure from the surroundings.

Their atmosphere rose, but it just rises by 20 %.

The true strength that everyone can exert at the moment is just 70 %. This is still the result of a fairy space at the same time, the result of pressure on purple.

"Try to defend as much as possible, and support the adults back!" Lao Xianling spoke again.

In this fairy space, they understood it, all of which were the calculations of Ziyi.

It was not a coincidence that adults left him.

At the moment, he did not expect to kill Ziyi together. I just hoped that I could persist until Master Kaima found that it was not back. At that time, he would naturally kill him.

The idea is good, but unfortunately their opponents are Ziyi.

In this space, Ziyi is not only not affected by the slightest, but also can be displayed to the greatest extent.

Speed ​​and strength can be used to the extreme.

With the use of Tian Xingshu, Ziyu's body shakes, and it is behind a fairy spirit.

Silently, the other party was too late to react, and life was harvested by Ziyi.

As the first immortal fell into a pool of blood, the other fairy faces changed greatly, and at the same time, they were ashamed. If the adults could not rush back now, they would not see the adults.

This immortal is so powerful that it is almost changing ~, no wonder it is so indifferent.

"Find a way, run!"

The old immortal spirit didn't speak again.

So everyone was fighting, and tried to escape Ziyi's fairy space.

But it is obvious that this is just a wonderful wish. Ziyu's fairy space is related to Emperor Ling.

The Emperor Ling was the strongest of the spirit clan, and that year, he could sit flat with God.

These people are not even a pseudo -god, at best, they are semi -fairy souls, so they are obviously not enough before Ziyu.

The space above Poria is distorted, and the compression of worship has always existed.

A huge transparent light ball appeared in the sky, and dozens of immortals stayed in that light ball.

Of course, light balls are the fairy space that everyone dreams of.

They looked up at the light ball, watching the immortal spirit that was in the past, but at this moment, they did not even have the courage to confront Ziyu on the front, and they were all fled.

But he couldn't rush out at all, and one after another lost his life, dropped from the sky.

This is the intention of Ziyi to do it. I want everyone to see it, and I know that Xianling is just the same.

As long as you have strong strength, even if you are fairy, you can destroy it.

Dozens of immortal spirits are in Ziyi, but they just do dozens of times.

A small accident appeared in the middle. The old fairy spirit suddenly broke out several times the combat power, which caused the purple fairy space to instantly distort. The other party took the opportunity to launch a sneak attack. Pay penetrating Ziyu's body.

The old immortal face was shocked, and he kept suppressing his strength for now.

He saw the corner of Ziyu's mouth, flashed with a sarcasm, and then was unconscious.

At the end of the battle, the consumption of Ziyi was minimal.

He withdrew the immortal space, the strong blood spread, and the whole Poria City crow was silent.

At this moment, the shock that Ziyi brought them to them must be far beyond the last time.

Because this time they set up ambush, specifically targeting Ziyi.

But Ziyi knew that it was a bureau, but he killed everyone here.

The guard who was also waiting for the heavenly award was stiff and his face was ashamed.

Dare to take the shudder in the fire at that time, he was naturally clever, and he was very clear at the moment. These fairy spirit was killed. Even if Master Kaima returned back and killed this called Ziyi, he could not live.

Because of his idea, these immortal deaths were caused.

Ziyi looked at the people in the city, and said calmly: "Power is the king, and then work hard. However, the fairy may be your limit. If you want to be a god, you don't know if it is difficult, but it may be on the spiritual clan. No benefit. When it happens here, I will find the method of breaking the situation. If there is something to gain, I will come back. "

Until now, Ziyi still does not forget to teach the spirit.

His voice was soft, such as Mu Chunfeng, which was completely different from the previous massacre.

Regardless of whether the title is fairy or god, it has a great impact on the spirit.

Because of the large Poria City, the highest Ling tribe is just immortal, and the number is limited.

Fairy and gods are far away, and they dare not think about it on weekdays.

Ziyi didn't care, there is no fairy now, and it does not mean that there is no future.

Just like when the Ling tribe just arrived in waste soil, there were many fairy spirit after thousands of years.

In the future, Xianling will definitely go everywhere!

At the end of the battle, Ziyi stood here without leaving, waiting for Kaima to return.

In the face of a god, his mood was not calm.

Although the gods were fighting at that time, the situation was not the same. At that time, the gods were suppressed by the world in the wasteland world, and the combat power could not be fully displayed.

Here, the gods will not be subject to any constraints.

The god is the god!

You can look down on everything!

I do n’t know what to detect, or someone ’s ventilation reports. The time when the god Kaima returns, it is much faster than the imagination of Ziyi.

In just two hours, the other party appeared.

At the moment when the gods were poured into the place, the heavens and the earth were lost.

Poria City began to tremble violently, and the city walls were not solid, and a large area of ​​collapse appeared.

I don't know if it was the reason why there was no war for many years. Zi Yan found that except for Kaima's territory, the construction of other cities was very casual, and there was no legal array blessing in the ground.

There are also many collapses in the buildings in the city.

Such as a behemoth suddenly squeezed into a small space, causing a severe shock here.

Kaima came with infinite anger.

Ziyi Zhou's golden light shone, resisting the impact of the god of the gods, and calmly responded.

Kaima came, and the god of the gods swept across. He swept Poria City and found no immortal spirit.

Are you dead?

A shock flashed in the eyes, but was soon replaced by anger.

"die!"

Kaima rushed to Ziyu.

Ziyi smiled slightly and flew forward.

The two went on three consecutive punches in the sky, as if thunder rang through the sky, the heavenly earth trembled, and the building in the city continued to collapse.

After the three punch, Ziyi fell to the ground and splashed countless smoke.

Ziyi climbed out of the human pits and patted the dust on his body, and a ray of blood overflowed along the corner of his mouth.

Kaima's pupils shrank slightly, and the three punch of the gods just allowed the other side to overflow the corners of the other's mouth.

The strength of the other person's body was beyond his expectations.

"Well!"

At the moment of Ziyi, he rose up again and went straight to Kaima.

Still face to face, touched.

Immortal punch!

The fist is ascended to the sun, and the golden light of the stabbing eyes makes many people in the city close their eyes and cannot look directly at all.

"Humph!"

Kaima snorted and shot down.

Ziyi landed again, and there was still no serious injury.

"No wonder you are so rampant, it turns out that there are such reliances."

Kaya's eyes are getting colder, "In this case, let you see what is the power of the gods!"

"Ant ants, dead!"

As soon as the sky was dark, the terrifying atmosphere was turbulent, a palm print that represents the absolute will, and came towards Ziyi.

The palm seal has never fallen, the surrounding space has been blocked, and Ziyi cannot avoid it.

"Om!"

Ziyi looked up at the god of the gods attacking, gritting his teeth: "Just try the power of the gods!"

He fists with both hands, crossing horizontal stalls, and the power of fairy spirit is surrounded by the whole body, and the force of the immortal golden body is covered on the body surface, forming an absolute defense.

When the palm printing fell, the horror power collapsed, and the mighty energy shocked the purple magpie. His hair flew wantonly, and his robe swosted violently and hunting.

boom!

On the ground, the smoke is rolling, and a five -finger seal is deeply inlaid on the ground, like five long gully.

"Not self -raising!"

Looking at the figure lying flat on the five -finger India, a disdain of Kaima's mouth, "Just the slaves, dare to challenge the gods?"

The city was dead.

At this moment, the person was shaking, and he climbed from the deep pit, and made a light cough.

"It is worthy of being a god, it really hurts."

Ziyi stood in the five -finger pit and looked up at Kaima, who had a gradual face, "Mother, you shot once, it's me."

The words were falling, and Ziyi arrived in front of Kaima.

It's like instantaneous movement!

Dao Jian was in hand, and a sword moved forward.