Thunder Martial

Two people in the district, but dare to strike the treasure trove guarded by many strong people, which in everyone's eyes is no different than searching for death!

In addition to their own search for death, such acts are clearly provocative.

The Six Powerful One who walks out of the sight of anger, flashing in shape and holding on to the King's Spiritual Soldier, is slaughtered to the heart of purple.

With this blow, the six-point boundaries used their full strength, and space began to distort dramatically, producing powerful compressiveness. As if he had seen the young man in black beheaded with a knife in front of him, his mouth was filled with a cold smile.

“Whoosh!”

Purple's hand shook a long gun, huge compressive force instantly crumbled, long gun like electric light, then came first, crossed each other's weapons, stabbed each other in the chest.

The six-point frontier instantly solidifies, and the attack immediately stops.

His eyes flashed with a scratch, his long gun trembled in his hand, and his body in the Six Realms blew up.

A group of light slowly drifts away and merges into the purple body.

This is a world of six boundaries, which will be fully refined by the purple perfect world and integrated into its own world.

Kill a man and go straight ahead.

Clay followed, choking.

In front of the treasure trove, the glow flashed, and a monk appeared again.

These monks are all six-point realms, and there are a number of them that can be compared to the six-point peak at the end of Ming.

But in front of the purple, these are powerful beings that can be solved with just one shot.

Purple walked towards the treasure trove, and the essence of the thunder dragon shooting was perfected. After that, one monk after another fell, no one could get out of the second move in Purple's hand.

Along the way, fresh life turns into corpses.

One light mass after another appears and merges into the purple body.

In Craig's eyes, the purple of the moment is like a demon, his back is like heaven and earth, his gun tip pierced the stone ground, sparkling Mars.

None of the monks who rushed out of the treasure trove could stop him from shooting.

Indeed, the spear upon which the Shaitan is famous is mighty!

Past, leaving large corpses behind.

“Pfft!”

Another monk was pierced in the heart, but this time his body didn't blow up, because Purple resorted to rigid words, and the speed and instantaneous power of this strike had a shocking effect far less than a word breakdown, but the lethality was not weak.

The monk fell down and died, representing the realm of the world, integrating into the purple body.

“Come to Woodstead, die! ”

After a series of killings, a majestic voice finally sounded and a strong man rushed out of the treasure trove.

Clay saw the strong man at first glance, his face became difficult to look at, and the trembling voice said: “He is a six-headed man, near the peak strength of the late seven times, defense...”

Then he paused immediately, ready to say that the Six-Member defensive Craig, seeing the black gun in Purple's hand, the blow completely broke the Six-Member defense, and the hole penetrated his heart.

With a powerful defensive six-head, his eyes rolled instantly, and his eyes were full of incredibles.

His super strong defense, his average eight-point boundaries may not be able to break through, but he was punched in the hole by this guy.

The corner of the purple mouth got a cold smile, the long gun slightly trembled in the hand, a little power escaped from the tip of the gun, shattering the body of the six heads.

It's another word break.

Looking down and dying of the six heads of household, Clay's heart twitched harshly, he had no idea, powerful as S, and the famous six heads of household in defense, didn't even block a single blow.

Six heads of the body just fell down, the treasure trove door is the reappearance of one more person, not the slow arrival of his other, but the purple killing speed is too fast.

The visitor is a middle-aged man with a slightly shorter figure, with a moustache and a cold light in his eyes. When he first appeared, he saw the six dead masters, his color suddenly changed, and his heart also beat hard.

At this point, he felt a cold and sudden appearance, his subconscious looking forward, where a young man in black with a gun was staring at him.

For a moment, he felt like a prey stared at by a snake, becoming extremely uncomfortable from top to bottom.

“He's a four-head!” Clay explained softly behind the purple body.

Four heads of household sniffed and looked at Clay, angry: “Be careful, thieves are difficult to prevent. I didn't expect people from Woodstead to come with outsiders to attack the mountain. ”

Clay's face became ugly, somewhat grieving, but unspeakable.

So far, the explanation was useless, and the purple herself had no good intentions. He shook slightly and his figure disappeared in place.

Four chills appeared again in the heart of the family, and his figure ducked toward the side.

“Pfft!”

The purple figure appeared, and he stabbed a long gun straight into the wall, and the four heads of household were nailed to it.

Even the Eight Fae cannot guard against the ultra-speed of the purple clan, let alone a Seven Humans in the district.

Four heads of household have extremely acute perceptions, whether attacking or evading, which are much stronger than six heads of household. By the time the purple attack arrived, he had taken the necessary evasive action in advance, but the speed was still slow.

nailed to the wall by a long gun, his face shocked and his life gradually passed away.

Craig was still in the shock of the instant killing of just six heads of household. At this moment, he saw the four heads of household stabbed to death again. If it had not been for his strong heart, he would have collapsed and fainted.

It's all so shocking.

Because it was so shocking that Craig didn't realize that it was only the Lord of the Five Powers, and the power shown at this moment is already six.

The long gun was retracted, and the body of the four masters collapsed to the ground and lost its vitality.

By now, Purple has killed more than a dozen people, and Purple is about to enter the treasure trove.

But Craig knows that the real strong have yet to emerge and that there is still the hardest part.

The real guardian of the treasure trove is either the second or the third.

Either head has Yae's strength.

Clay cautioned Purple to be careful. Unexpectedly, Purple had risen to the next level and stepped down to the real treasure trove.

Two shadows flashed away, two more shots were fired, ending the lives of two people, and Purple walked into the treasure trove.

But when purple sees the colorful treasures in the treasure trove, it's a powerful realm where purple is harvested.

When Clay saw the world of boundaries, he saw an old voice from it. His face was no longer a little bloody, and he trembled: "Yes… two heads! Eight... Mid-term! ”

Woodstead's masters are outnumbered with their fighting power. Second masters are second only to the big masters. On weekdays, they take turns with the third masters to guard the town. It's just unfortunate that today they meet the stronger second masters.

Second, the family was strong, and now he attacked the strong man again. Although he showed strong enough fighting power to be nearly trembling all the way, the realm is only five.

Five to eight, how can you win?

And once the mighty man dies, he is naturally unlikely to live.

But then again, if there is no Lord Strong, he fears that he has died before.

When death approaches, Craig can face it.

It would be unfortunate to see such a brilliant and powerful presence before you die. You know, even those higher life levels don't necessarily have that much power.

Just as Clay thought about how the two masters should execute themselves, he saw a figure in front of him, looking at the outfit, of course, Lord Strong.

Craig rubbed his eyes and looked incredibly forward.

Dressed in black, his back was pulled out. Isn't that the mighty man?

And then next to him, a corpse fell down, and the owner of the corpse was the second head he had glimpsed earlier.

Dead, Eighty's second head actually died.

Five, really beat eight!

Craig looked shocked at the deceased second head, and the other party's anger opened, dying without meditation.

Fatal wounds are found in the heart area with flat wounds that do not look like long guns.

As long as the strong man is alive, he will not die. The great joy shocks his mind. Where else is Clay in the mood to explore what killed the Second Elder?

Violet walked toward the treasure trove, and Clay followed it, but then, Violet stopped.

There are no enemies ahead, but there is an array.

To think, this is the treasure trove, and it's just started, which explains why the strong guardians of the treasure trove have all emerged individually.

“I'll leave it to you.” Purple indifferent voices rang out.

Craig thought about where I'd get these.

Purple Buddha, of course, is not talking to Clay, but Thunderbeast, as a guy who lived for years without knowing how many years, it naturally has a unique insight into formation law together.

As soon as the thunderous beast that turned into an underworld black tiger appeared, his eyes fell on the prohibition.

“It's just a little formation, can't you stop Ben...”

In that case, the thunderous beast stopped, and the next moment it emitted light around it and ran straight into the forward formation method.

The imaginary fierce collision did not appear. After the thunderbolt Holy Beast hit the formation method, the formation method flashed several times the ripple light, the thunderbolt Holy Beast shadow entered the formation.

Purple, somewhat surprised.

Behind him, that Clay was even more stupid to look at another incredible scene.

Just after entering the formation, the thunderbolt Holy Beast came out of the probe, a thunderbolt came out of it, the light fell on Purple and Clay, and the next moment the shape of the two disappeared.

At this moment, Zijuan is in the treasure trove.

Tens of thousands of years after the founding of the 13th Alliance, Woodstead has existed for tens of thousands of years. Normally, if Woodstead himself did not die, this force would remain.

For tens of thousands of years, most of the wealth that Woodstead has accumulated has been here.

Clay looked ahead at the colorful things that were releasing Bao Guang, his eyes staring straight.

This is the wealth of Woodstock as a whole, and not a hundred of them alone are the luminous realms of the world.

“There is indeed a problem. ”

Purple blossoms sweep through those light blooms and feel that there are two or eight boundaries of the world.