Thunder Martial

The first words fell at the feet of the purple, and his vitality disappeared.

The battle ended with only one punch.

Looking at the others in the space ahead, Purple said, "Are you going to consume me me back and forth? I'm sorry, that's impossible. Everyone who comes out has to fight me for life and death. Either die here or lie on the ground. ”

Both left and right are dead.

It's not arrogance, it's self-confidence.

absolute selfconfidence!

This confidence, which also seems to be infected with white-haired mice, and which was previously desperate, also has some confidence.

Cats, dogs, and chickens came along, and came to the white mouse, and the four of them had nothing to worry about, and when they came here, they had declared a break-up with King Gordon's forces.

Next, it depends on destiny.

Zijuan was the focus of attention again, but every battle he fought, he was born and died.

Purple seemed very confident, many people looked at the elderly and wanted to see each other's bitter expression.

After all, a quiet layout actually ignores the power of purple, which is equivalent to giving your own family to kill.

You know, these people are all words here, but nobody can guarantee what they're all doing outside.

Nine Star Holy Spirit?

Or half-step Saint Venerable?

In the space ahead, a gap emerged that could accommodate the passage of others, and the second word came out.

He has a bamboo knife in his hand, which should be a weapon from the bamboo house.

He walked forward step by step, and the aura of the rhetoric flowed, seemingly trying to put some pressure on Purple.

Everyone looked at Zijuan, he volunteered to fight to delay the time, but now the opponent wants a wheel fight, there is plenty of time, everyone wants to see what kind of choice Zijuan will make.

Continued delay would be very detrimental to him.

In fact, Zi Qian is not involved in this problem.

He came forward, approached, punched out.

Yan Realm shouted loudly, with a bamboo knife in his hand, the complete huge light array appeared from under his feet, able to form a protection in front of him.

The target is clear, defense.

Purple punch fell on the bamboo knife, the bamboo knife broke, powerful power shocked the realm backwards, hit the barrier before stopping.

The corner of the mouth of Yan Qiang spilled blood, ignoring the wipe, immediately threw away the mutilation in his hand and swept away towards the side.

Since it is delaying time and consuming the power of purple, it is imperative to maximize your life.

Even running circles in this space can consume a great deal of purple.

Shuā

He saw a flower in front of him, and Purple had arrived before him.

Ziqin's speed shocked Yan's mind. He immediately retreated and continued to support his defense.

Purple fist amplified in front of him, then a dull shock came out, the context felt surrounded by powerful power, then unconscious.

This time, Zijuan used two punches.

Without waiting for him to catch his breath, space continued to open a one-person corridor, and the third word came out.

After the advent of Yan, he did not choose to flee, but came towards the purple slaughter.

But he actually chose to back off when he was mobilizing his power...

Looking at the falling dead state, he used three punches of purple, somewhat dissatisfied.

Everyone was watching the war in silence, but with different expressions.

Previously sad teenagers gradually calmed down and stood in front of the elderly seriously watching Purple Battle.

He watched another companion fall down and die, and he was somewhat intolerant.

He watched the elderly several times during that period, and they all stopped talking.

“Look closely, this is the strongest spiritual clan of our time.” The old man looked at the battlefield, "when he was the great enemy of God and the devil, but somehow he died. But after his death and resurrection, not only did he not weaken, he seemed stronger than ever. ”

“Well, maybe not that he became stronger, but that the generation became weaker and hardly anyone could fight him. Let it grow and the consequences are unthinkable, so he is also the target of this time and must die! ”

In the eyes of the elderly, the cold flashed, "In this heresy, the power of all is suppressed, which is our rare opportunity. After all, it is inevitable to kill a great enemy of the future, because without sacrifice today, more companions will die in his hands in the future. Even the whole god family will perish because of him! ”

At this time, the sixth state, was killed by purple clay.

Unable to mobilize the rules, killing six contexts on their own, purple seemed to consume nothing, but there were still thirty-two enemies, and the battle would continue.

“This time we collaborate with the Demon Clan, the Demon Clan leads the country, we are going to make sure that nothing is lost! ”

On the face of the old man, a smile appeared, "If the plan can succeed, after leaving the heretic world, we will be able to trample the Holy Spirit! ”

And the teenager said, "But I don't understand. Are the gods we live in bad? Why go to the Holy Spirit World, where spiritual power may not necessarily be rich in our divine realm, nor may it be of benefit to us. ”

“You are still too young to know the beauty of life.” The old man's eyes suddenly gleamed, "the Unified Spiritual Realm, is the trend! ”

The teenager shook his head, "I still disagree with that view. Grandpa, why can't we all get along peacefully? Didn't we already occupy enough space? Would it be enough to move all the people of the divine kingdom? ”

“Do you know the Demon God? ”

Old people don't answer questions.

The teenager nodded, "Heard the elders say that the strongest of the demons back then, is said to be the strongest of the world. ”

The old man sneered and laughed: “The demon race is the strongest, but the strongest in the world is the reason to make Xuan Fang. If he was the strongest in the world, why was he still killed by the Holy Pride of the spiritual race in the calculation of the spiritual race, and ended up like that? ”

Juveniles don't understand. Why are you talking about the Demon God?

“Whether the Divine Nation is strongest or the Demonic Nation is strongest, it is self-sealed, limited to the two realms of the Divine Demon, excluding the spiritual realm. Do you know why? ”

The old man asked himself, “Because the spiritual world is a very special place, it is the origin of all things. Only by being the strongest in the spiritual world is it really the strongest! Why was Purple Goddess targeted in that year, in addition to not dealing with our demons, even more so because he was the one closest to the spiritual god, and once he really became the spiritual god of the world and was recognized, there would be no more two communities of atheists and two realms of atheism. In those days, the purple clan hated the two communities of the demons. ”

It's a mystery. It's supposed to be one of the few mysteries in the world today. Juveniles listen to movement, “Spirit God? Never heard of it. ”

“That's because the world is long gone. Even the story of the spiritual gods has long been extinguished in the long river. It is also because of this that the spiritual people will be desperate to forsake this unique gift for nothing. But the purple of contemporary resurrection is on the strongest path again, so he will die! And the remnants of those who survived, they are all ancient holy princes, good fighters, one must die, so that the three worlds can be peaceful! ”

In the eyes of the old man, a little madness appeared, "This heresy is the best time to destroy them. ”

At this time, the twenty-third man fell, killed twenty-three people in a row, and his purple face gradually grew pale, and his power appeared to be consumed.

This feat is shocking enough.

Unfortunately, there are still more than a dozen enemies waiting for purple.

Wang Xianye looked at Su Mengyao next to him. After Purple began fighting, Su Mengyao began to deduce.

This time the other party's situation is simple and straightforward, but everything in the world is not absolute, and variables are often constantly emerging and disillusioned.

Therefore, Su Mengyao wanted to find out where everyone's life was at this time of purple battle.

Yiqian, instead of looking at her own country, was curious about the status of their ancient holy privilege, but looked at their faces and wanted to see some of them.

The last ancient priests, looking at the purple battle, were not too worried, and there seemed to be absolute confidence in secrecy.

Only now, no one is strong enough to show up.

Have they come, just hidden in the dark, ready to strike?

Yiqian thought secretly in her heart.

There was a loud noise and twenty-sixth people were killed.

Purple was surrounded by corpses, his chest was fluctuating and his consumption was increasing.

He looked at the space ahead with a white face, "There are twelve more, please hurry. ”

In the sky, the six almost identical beings looked coldly over the battlefield, and there was no change in expression for Purple's constant victory.

After ten punches, the twenty-seventh state fell and died.

In the First World War, Ziqin used only one punch to end the battle.

Even when he killed Kumar, he only used seven punches.

Everyone saw that Purple Power was decreasing.

The white-haired mouse asked somewhat worried: "There are eleven more. Can Purple still hold out? ”

"That's nature," said the monkey in silence. Purple here, don't worry, but it's on your side, and there are no friends in the first place, hurry up and call them together. When the battle of purple is over, they may have to do it. ”

The white-haired mouse smiled bitterly, "You don't see what kind of people we are, do you have any friends? Who wants to be friends with us? Usually the four of us hold each other warm, and this time we stand with you with our heads up. ”

The monkey was dissatisfied: "Aren't you rats? If you hide underground all day, don't you have a few more heads to cultivate? This is the time, don't hide it, just call it out and support the scene. ”

“Gordon is more than just a king. His words are quite representative of the rule here. There is only one clan in the First Kingdom, and no one can break that rule. If you want a second primacy, it's simple. After the first battle, it's natural. ”

Saying is not saying, and the Demon Ape is lazy to take care of each other.

Another ten punches, Purple Destroyed the Bamboo Soldier, killed Yan Realm.

The next enemy, Purple, struggled harder and harder.

Eleven punches, twelve punches, thirteen punches, consume more and more power, and while fighting continuously, Purple has suffered some damage.

His mouth was spilled with blood and his guts were vibrated.

At the last three moments of the enemy, Purple began to cough up blood, apparently injured.

“This violet is truly incredible. Fortunately, it's dying. ”

Magic Zhengtian coldly smiled, slightly heavy mood, much better.

Everyone else looked forward nervously and even held their breath at this moment.

Unconsciously, the magic cigarette dying to grasp the magic tremor clothes intensified the force.

She's nervous, too.

Now recalling the scene of the meeting with Purple, the smile on the other party's face, very sincere and kind, if he didn't know that he killed many demons, completely killing people without blinking her eyes, she doubted whether the purple encounter of the day was that legendary purple or not.

No remarks were made by M.R.I., and his mood was very nervous at this time. This time, he didn't design the game, and the game was long out of his reach.

Not to mention that even in this Bureau, one or two ancient sacred princes cannot be changed.

“How do you find life this time? ”

Demonic memories whisper in the heart, and the mood is very complex.

Word fell again, with the last two remaining.

The gates of space were opened again, and the penultimate man came out, like everyone else, and after his appearance, he resorted to the most powerful means.

If you knew you were going to die, why don't you leave some memories for Zi Xuan before you die?

The magical memory shivers its gaze away from the battlefield and looks at the last word, secretly saying, “Is he the killer? ”

Zi Xuan is strong, but by now, consumption has intensified, and it is not strong enough.

And the word sent out by the Divine Nation, though not weak, did not appear to be bright in sight.

Seems unreasonable.

“Or, the purpose of the Divine Clan is to put the Purple Blossom to the end and kill it with those kingdoms? ”

“Perhaps they really think that in 38 different contexts, wheel warfare can kill Zijuan? ”

Not only is there speculation in the mind of the magic tremor, but more people's hearts are mumbling as the battle reaches its end.

“See, if such a man doesn't die, do you think the gods will have a future? ”

The old man said indifferently: "If he becomes holy, how many people will we have to send to surround him in the future? ”

The teenager nodded and seemed to understand.

At this point, the thirty-seventh state fell, and the last one remained.

“You're strong, unexpected, but you're still dying today! ”

At the end of the speech, a sword stabbed Purple...

Powerful aura, a wave that blows the surrounding corpses into the corners of the space.

The bamboo soldiers in Yan Realm's hand broke, and the purple shoulder armor added a bloody mouth.

Without glue, without entanglement, the battle split between victory and defeat in the moment.

The last word is dead, and Zijuan is still alive.

Two spaces still exist, yet they haven't collapsed, and Purple looks up at the six space masters in the air, "Now it's your turn. ”

The six moved, not fleeing, but stamping.

The two spaces began to merge into a whole space.

In addition to purple, there is one more person in this space.

It's that teenager.