Thunder Martial

In a cave, there was bloodshed, several bodies lying on the ground, blood running across the earth and staining it red.

Ninger leaned against a wall in the cave, her face pale as paper, her shoulder had a wound running through her body, blood continued to gush from it, her hands covered with the wound had long been stained red.

A soldier belonging to her, she fell aside, broke into two pieces, and lost her spirit.

The mountains stand side by side with the two Blue Lonely Dreams, who also have a bad breath, each with a soul soldier in his hand, staring dead in front of him, full of guard.

Beyond the three forefathers, a black robe man knelt half to the ground, with several wounds on his body, the worst of which was in his abdomen, completely perforated.

He was badly injured and very weak.

But even so, the second daughter dared not be careless, and the strength the other party had previously displayed was too horrible.

The ghost stood on the shoulder of the mountain, and although it had not entered the area together in the past, its eyes were also very vigilant at this time, the original spiritual eyes, at this time a little more tired.

Behind the Black Robe, the house martial arts and the house martial arts were leaning together, and the two were injured to varying degrees. The original pride of the magic robe was also broken at this moment.

This was never broken before. I didn't expect it to be completely broken at this moment, no more spiritual fluctuations.

Beyond the Ten Patrons of Wuling, his magic robe was also scrapped. Shan Kui fell at his feet and was angry with the silk, his life was already on the line.

A fierce war temporarily came to an end, at a price that was not negligible for both sides.

Relatively speaking, on the martial arts side, no one is dead, which is a better side.

And the profits were also from Martial Arts, the fierce battle that eventually led to his ancestral blood.

“Even if you prepare enough, it's mine, it's mine! It's always mine! Whatever plot or plot you have, you can't take it! ”

At this moment, the house martial arts cultivation, with the green light of the road, these green light gradually poured out the smell of terror.

It was the previous drop of green ancestral blood that gradually worked.

Fang Wu Ling looked at this scene and looked at it with resentment, "You son of a bitch, why did you get the ancestral blood approval? ”

“For what reason? Nature is my blood gift! ”

Fang Wu Refining smiled and walked towards Fang Wu Ling, “I am the closest to the blood of my ancestors, all of you, you bitches, killed my mother and took my blood! I thought you were just jealous and scattered my blood. I didn't expect you to be so insidious and quietly draw my blood away to refine it. ”

Fangwu Refining came close, kicked Fangwu Ling to the distance, “You fucking bitch, the talent is so high, didn't you refine my talented blood? ”

Wu Ling hit the wall and coughed up blood.

“What are you? How dare you contaminate my house? ”

Fangwu purified the seriously injured black robe man, his eyes were full of killing machines, only he reached out and a blue light flew out of his fingertips.

Pfft, this injured weak family of spiritual phagocysts, has been separated from their heads.

Without bamboo groves here, he would have no invincible power.

“You're crazy, you dare to kill him. Do you know who he is? ”

Martial arts frowned and complained.

“What are you qualified to teach me? ”

Wudao's body then flew out and hit the stone wall, “You think you're still the first person in the house? In my eyes, you're not shit! Now, give me back my strength! ”

Fangwu Refining stretched out his palm and his body seemed to move instantly between them. His palm hung over their heads and the lane of green light blew out.

Fangwu Dao and Fangwu Ling's body began to tremble, as if they had endured immense pain. Both of their five officials were in New York City and their bodies were constantly cramped.

Smaller blue light than hair, emerged from the two bodies, converging over the sky, gradually becoming larger.

The green light is blood, or bloodline, belonging to the martial arts bloodline.

Bloodlines converge under the palm of the hand, each in a drop, about the size of a nail cap.

Then, two drops of blood fused together, the only, became a bigger drop, and countless green lights emerged, and this drop of blood was activated.

Looking at the blooming bloodline, the room martial arts face had an exciting color, but more still sad, his eyes had tears, couldn't stop flowing down, “Mother, do you see? My power is back! ”

His body began to tremble and his emotions were very excited.

After the death of his mother, he did not shed a tear, always pretended to be a fool in the family, playing the role of Second Ancestor outside, he abandoned the practice, gave up everything, only to live.

Now it's all back.

The talent came, and he was qualified to weep, but his mother and father could not return.

Fangwu Dao and Fangwu Ling are shocked to watch Fangwu Refining. This is the power of the blood in their body for many years to help them grow rapidly, but never such a power, never thought of Fangwu Refining hands, it actually awakened.

The power of this bloodline blended into the brow heart of the house martial arts, a powerful aura emerged and countless green lights lit all around.

At this moment, the room martial arts only feels complete, the divine soul complete, and the corporeal vein intact.

His physique, which began to change, and his strength, inspired by blood veins, became purer.

Compared to the powerful house martial arts cultivation, the house martial arts and the house martial arts two people at this moment are incredibly weak, and after the house martial arts cultivation took away his own power, it seems that they also took away their strength together.

The mutation lasted a long time, the green light in the cave continued to faint, and the mood of all people was very complex.

The wound was no longer bleeding and Jiu smiled. It seemed that God was still fair and would not let a person always suffer pathetically, always giving him some reward.

Blue lonely dreams and mountains are still unemotionally felt.

The vision disappeared, and Wu Ming looked down at the two people who had fallen, and said, "Actually, I'd love to show you how great I'll be in the future. But I'm sorry, you two can't live, because there are too many people dying, and if the house doesn't die for a few people with a lot of weight, you can't hold back the anger of those forces. ”

“You're going to kill us. We're your best friends.” Fang Wu Ling said, "This is the only thing that scares me.

“Dear? ”

Wu Wen smiled sarcastically, "Don't you remember? Every time I just say the word" sister, "do you speak ill of each other? I'm as close as a dog in your eyes. ”

Speech down, house martial arts refinement.

I saw only one more hole on the brow heart of Wu Ling.

On the other hand, the martial arts flew out of a soul light and headed out of the cave.

“Martial arts, I will…”

The spiritual escape of the house martial arts, the dangerous speech has not yet been finished, it is the end of the candle, only to see a man standing in the hole, not knowing when, blocking his way.