Thunder Martial

The purple look did not change slightly when the intense intent to kill was perceived.

The long bow, broken into the sky, flew to the front of the purple clay.

Purple stepped forward, and even if the door was a dragon pool and tiger's den, he had to walk through it.

This Temple of Heaven has come many times, it is a familiar road. Just entering the gates of the Heavenly Palace was a powerful attack that emerged from a roof and came this way.

The attack should be broken with a purple punch.

Meanwhile, a feather arrow flew out and swept over the roof, a distinctly nine-level presence, rolling over and down, making a fluttering sound on the floor.

Purple velocity is undiminished, walking straight towards the Heavenly Palace's core palace.

Heh, heh! Phew! ……

Three figures appeared in the distance and attacked from three sides.

Zizheng held a knife, a knife slashed forward, and the attack in front should be broken.

Monkey monk monk, is left and right, protect Yiqian and Xi Lin.

Pong, Pong! ……

The two men, although seven, are still able to resist a Class 9 attack, with the monks the easiest to resist and the monkeys the three steps back.

whoosh! whoosh! whoosh!

At the end of the three attacks, three feather arrows flew out and headed straight for the three of them.

Feather Arrow passes, three nine-digit dead.

“It's a different race! ”

The housekeeper's face immediately changed as he perceived these nine-level breaths.

And Abou, beside him, was also shocked by these different races.

As the chief of the city, he did not know when the different races had come to the city.

Shuā

Another Class IX alien appeared, but this time before he could launch an attack, Zijuan had appeared beside him in an instant.

The long knife sheaths out and the brilliant blade crosses.

Psst!

This ninth level body is divided into two parts.

The Spiritual Mind came out and covered the Heavenly Palace, then the purple figure began to disillusion.

It's a real means of teleportation, coming from place to place.

Whenever his figure appears, one of the ninth levels is killed, without fail.

As for the ninth level, which did not have time to be slaughtered, it was given to the broken heavens.

Zijuan is a knife, it is an arrow, the arrow has no flare.

……

……

Caymond sits here on the throne of Heavenly Palace Hall.

His mind was released and he saw the battle outside, and as each of the ninth grades died, his eyes would beat a little.

This is the ninth level, representing the world's strongest fighting power, so hard to hit in front of the purple rays.

His hands were also trembling slightly, no less calm and accommodating.

“Damn, how could it be so strong. ”

The tremendous pressure made him unbearably cursed, but he found the sound trembling, obviously overshocked.

“What else can you do?” Camon tries to keep himself calm.

“He's too strong to negotiate.” One of the nine levels said.

“How do we negotiate?” asked Camon.

“This is the legacy of the gods, you are the son of the gods, naturally you have your share. ”

“Yes, that's right! ”

Kamen's eyes shined, “I am the son of the gods, give Purple some courage, he dare not kill me. ”

“Really?”

There was a purple sound outside the palace.

At this point, Camon was warned that many of the nine levels originally arranged outside had been slaughtered.

Dozens of 9th digits, just like that?

Kaymond's heart was overwhelmed with pain, and his heart was regained by fear.

The open palace door suddenly darkened and someone walked in.

Seeing Purple, Kaymond's heart pounded, pressing the fear in his heart, and drinking: "Bold! Who let you in? ”

Purple just glanced at Camon and his gaze moved away, falling on both of you at level 9.

“Fae?” Purple said, the voice was calm.

Their faces changed slightly, but they did not wait for them to speak, and a cold dead word echoed in the hall.

Zijuan's figure disappeared from the spot, disillusioned twice in the hall, and then stood again in place.

The two of them stood next to Camon at level 9, and their faces were set, and their bodies slowly fell down.

“You…”

Kaymond pointed at Purple, but found his teeth trembling up and down, and he couldn't say the next words.

“This is the temple of God. You let the heathens step in here. This is blasphemy to the gods.” Purple looked at Camon and said softly.

But the softer his voice was, the more frightened his heart was.

“You are also the son of the gods. Even if the gods are in turmoil, the gods' son should have his pride, but you have fallen to the point of being a chess player. ”

Purple shook his head, his eyes filled with crumbs, and his eyes immediately became cold, "Come out yourself, I don't want to kill anyone anymore. ”

“It's a good way to go! ”

An old voice rang out, followed by an old man behind Caymon.

“Ancestor! ”

Seeing this old man, Camon hurriedly descended from the position of the god and saluted the old man.

The old man ignored Caymond, but looked at Zijuan and said: "Old Churchill family elder Churchill Damon, Zijuan, you come to the Heavenly Palace, don't know what it means? ”

“Drive you both away.” Purple blushes.

Church Dumont's eyes flashed with anger and drank: “Outrageous, Monger is the son of the gods, this is the Temple of Heaven, this is his home, what right do you have to drive him away? ”

Without any anger, Purple said faintly: "If you don't leave, you will die! ”

“Crazy, what kind of status do you want to throw us out? Goddess's fiancé?” Churchill said sarcastically.

“No need for any identity, just use my fist. ”

Zixuan sticks out his fist and says: “Now the divine realm is in turmoil, everything talks with my fist, my fist is hard enough, this is my dependence. If you leave now, you two will live, and vice versa, you will eat your fists. ”

“You want to fight our Church family?” The old man was angry.

“War? ”

Purple smiled sarcastically, "A Church family in the district deserves to mention the word" war "in front of me? If I want to destroy the Churches, I can do it in a moment. I don't believe in you Church families. There will be plenty of King Gods. ”

Now the thunderous temple still floats over the city of the gods, and those who fly out of the thunderous temple, old or Camon, are clearly seen.

If all these powerful men are mobilized, the destruction of the Churches will not be a problem at all.

The elderly also knew the key in this, at this moment the divine color gradually eased and was no longer so strong, "Caymon, as the son of the gods, has the power to inherit part of the Legion of the gods. ”

Obviously, the elderly have seen the situation and no longer want to be alone, but to share a spoon.

After Abou, he never heard the word "God's Law Piece", and he had already felt that he had been fooled by Camon.

And the figurine maker of all this should be this old man.

“Butler.” Zijuan looked back at the butler.

The housekeeper went ahead and said: "Follow the word of the gods and give the army of the gods to the goddess Corinne! ”

The voice fell and the light flashed in the housekeeper's hand. Once again, an angelic decree appeared. On this occasion, there were the words of the Vintage Legion, not with the previous one.