Thunder Martial

The reversal of the situation took place quickly, and it was too late for everyone to react.

In a short period of time, Zixuan was fatally assaulted and was able to live, not only because of his inherently powerful flesh, but also because he came out this time wearing that protective robe.

So in the face of this half-step deadly assault on the Holy Lord, Purple Ray will live.

Everyone retreated far away, but one did not escape, and continued to take out the crystal ball and began to expand.

These are all first-hand materials at the moment and can definitely sell a good price.

Of course, only if they leave alive.

Die!

The man attacked the half-step Holy Priest once and immediately went towards the Purple Priest.

Purple Hidden Behind Shield.

With a loud bang, the purple shield was knocked off.

The light shield has since disappeared.

Purple appeared on the side, a demon clan with a broken arm quickly retreated, avoiding a deadly attack.

He had a palpitation in his eyes.

Interesting.

Half-step Saint John smiled coldly, holding his right hand in vain, inserted the thorax of the purple chest, began to tremble and then returned to his hand like a stream of light.

The trauma caused Purple to immediately and half kneel, cover her chest, and bleed out along her finger seams.

He was badly injured.

The light gleams over the robe and begins to repair itself.

Half-step Holy Lord looked at the purple and said indifferently: it is a good thing.

Razor and Biewoo are fighting the Demon Clan and can't help it.

Others stay far away from printing, and none of them mean to help.

Gao Gan Feng glanced at the famous, his eyes were meant to ask, his famous eyes stared dead ahead and said: wait.

The second wave of attacks appeared, and the demons headed toward the purple clan to kill them. They were all resurrected and very powerful. At this moment, they joined forces against the injured purple clay.

Half-step Holy Hand with a long thorn, standing aside, looking for the moment.

Zijuan shook a spear in his hand and opened an attack. Then he accelerated immediately and killed it in the front. The spear in his hand was like a thunderbolt and immediately pierced the chest of a demon clan.

At this point, half-step Holy Pride shook his hand, and the magic prick in his hand went straight to the purple at an extreme angle.

On the side of the purple body, the light shines, but it is the light shield that was previously struck off, appearing in the sky, blocking the long prick.

Bang

Powerful force oscillated, the light shield blocked the blow, but its force of reflection was to bring the purple with it.

Being half-sky, the purple figure is unstable.

Shuā

silently, a demonic tribe appeared empty-handed, with a large knife in his hand, smiling coldly at the purple.

He chopped it off.

Killing move!

The other side is good at hiding, waiting for this moment to behead.

This is also the result of what they negotiated. Once discovered, death is doomed, but it is also a great feat to be able to resolve the purple clan before death.

Dangerous, unemotionally.

The ghost appeared beside the violet, helping the violet to block the beheading blow.

Seeing the half-step sanctity of this scene, he sneered.

The second hidden demon race has emerged.

And then the third one showed up.

The two clamped their heads off and got it.

Get lost!

Two angry drinks rang indistinctly, always cautioned against fame and Gao Gan wind.

The two men blocked the attack for Zijuan.

It's a long story, but it's just between the eyes, and every link is perfect.

But is that the end?

Apparently not.

This was the most likely success after the first assassination failed.

So another demon clan suddenly appeared.

But at this time, the expression had been quite calm and purple, and suddenly there was a light in his eyes.

Eye of the Devil God is used again.

Between moments, people felt like they were in view, and space seemed to show signs of distortion.

They appear to be placed in a distorted space where their bodies cannot move and are distorted as space is distorted.

These people do not know what happened and are blinded.

In the eyes of others in the distance, the backhand of the demonic race amazed them, but when they looked at the last person, they could get it, and suddenly everyone stopped moving, as if they had been stereotyped.

At a time when everyone is motionless, the purple remains unaffected, holding the body steady and disappearing from place to place.

The next moment, the black light flickered and the pounding sounds rang.

But the demons who stood still in place were beheaded and blood gushed.

In the name of Gao Gao Feng's eyes only felt a blossom in front of his eyes. After everything was restored, the person in front of him had lost his head.

The two of them were horrified, and fortunately it was purple. If it was the enemy, it would be the two of them who lost their heads.

The sudden transformation of the war was unexpected by all, and the demonic race, which had previously dominated the number of people, immediately became a disadvantage.

Half-step Holy Lord saw this scene, nodded, and said seriously: it's actually good, it's really good, everyone dies for what they deserve, and you prove your strength again.

"I don't have to prove it," said Zixuan, "because I'm strong.

It's not pride, it's self-confidence!

Though he was still unacceptable, he was the Purple Holy Lord of the year, and worried that he would not be deprived of consciousness once he was awakened, after knowing the story of the Holy Lord, Purple had reason to make himself strong.

Even if his soul will eventually be destroyed, he will not fail the expectations of those who, in the years to come, will not only be strong, but will also be strong with more people.

If the heavens and the earth truly gave themselves a mission, he would have done so mightily.

He looked at the half-step holy prince and said, "I know you want to burn jade and stone, like crush your soul, and take me with you, but unfortunately I won't give you this chance.

"I went to the Demon Nation once, and I was fortunate to see a lot of half-step holy pride, and I fought with them," Purple said, "but unfortunately, because of certain concerns, I couldn't kill one. I'm sorry to be back, so today I want you to fulfill my wish and help me make up for it.

The voice falls, without waiting for the other party to answer, purple is to take out something, you don't know this thing, can you familiarize yourself with it?

Zizheng pulled out the demon god painting roll and expanded it directly.

Instead of revenuing half-step holy revenues, the scroll flies into the sky with the light falling.

The light covered him with half-step Saint dignity.

"I feel like I'm hitting a dog now," said Purple under the scroll with a laugh.

Purple snapped a finger and the light fell on the scroll.

The light fell on the two of them, and the half-step atmosphere of holy dignity began to converge and fell directly into the realm.

Ziqian is intact.

He looked at the half-step Holy Lord and said earnestly: Thank you for fulfilling my wish.