Transcending the Nine Heavens

Yes, this split projection, though extremely powerful, does not possess the Holy King's own ability to insight into autumn. Naturally, he does not know that he is now facing a true Xie Tanjung, but the tears of the Eastern Emperor.

If he knew, he wouldn't show up today.

Now that there is a mess, it is an opportunity to destroy the Divine King!

It's a gift to come to the door!

The best part is… he didn't reveal his true identity.

It is scriptural and earthly righteousness that snipes it here.

The true and genuine will to fight in the cold of the tears that has lasted for hundreds of thousands of years, after the death of Zihao, the first bears burned. He can even feel his own blood running like a river in his veins!

Surging.

But his face was still handsome, gentle and gentle and polite. Let your heart slam like the raging shore, but on the surface is a shaky sleeve, fading away: “Well, do it. ”

The light flashed, and the beautiful flowers of Jonghua reappeared at the end of his fingertips, flashing with fantastic disorientation.

The Eastern Emperor instantly converged all of his own mindfulness, even the part that had been hidden as a fountain pen, and went as deep as possible into the Dantian. In the face of this very powerful enemy, the Eastern Emperor, though not afraid, has given birth to the necessity of killing, but it is not good if he is accidentally perceived by the other party that he is not actually Xie Danjun.

Even though the Eastern Emperor is confident that he will remain in front of him, he always presupposes no hidden danger.

In the event of a omission, this is definitely a major hidden hazard for the future.

There is only one thing there is no doubt that this battle before us is a necessity, and the tears will never let go of this untrue man!

To destroy the mindset of this man in the cloud in front of us, for any aspect, is Bailey and harmless!

The white man's eyes flashed, a group of confident people looked at the snow and tears lightly, and the tone was calm, smiling: “Looks like Xie's war will is quite high, just dare me to win the battle courage, it's already impossible to be valuable. ”

The tears faded: “Your Majesty is amazing, how dare you not do all you can. ”

The snow and tears took a deep breath, and his eyes concentrated: “Although the Emperor was not long in the first place, he was still confident that most of those who were strong at the top of the sky heard a little, but he did not know that Tianjin had such a superb character, dare ask his name. ”

This sentence is actually the question that everyone wants to ask after the Ninth Emperor. The strength is like that of a strong man. Judging by his temperament alone, he has reached at least the same realm of people after the Ninth Emperor, but he has never heard of such a man before. This is undoubtedly a very strange thing.

While the cold tears have revealed the true identity of the other person, it is necessary to ask the question at this time - because the other person thinks he does not know.

Because he is now, not the East Emperor tears cold, but Jonghua the Great Xie Danqiong!

“Your name? You can call me Mr. Fog.” The white man has a brilliant look.

Mr. Fog?

Cold smile in the cold tears, people on the cloud, Mr. Fog, regardless of the origin of the cloud fog, the cloud is tangible, the fog is micro... you can really name it!

Once again, Jonghua spins slowly, and that layer of fantastic disenchantment slowly emerges. Tears and tears do not move, fingers do not move, but the number of Jonghua is gradually increasing, slowly extending out.

One Joan flower at a time flies out with the utmost elegance, some in anger, some in lust, some just half a flower petal, a thousand figures, and utterly luscious.

At this moment, including after the Ninth Emperor, everyone felt that their distinction was to enjoy an ultimate visual feast, without realizing that there was still a battle between life and death.

An endless battle of centuries!

For the first time, the white man claiming to be Mr. Fog's face grew heavier, his hands slowly stretched out the sleeve of the robe, and suddenly shocked, his hands were like butterflies in flowers, quietly entering the sky in front of him.

In the cold tears, he whistled softly: “When the flowers bloom, the flowers come, the earth loses when the flowers bloom. ”

In a word, his body suddenly spinning rapidly, as if a man-made hurricane had formed, and the sky flower was spinning at the extreme speed of his body, like a wave of waves. Just now, the wind was still calm and calm. It was extremely relaxing, but it was already a raging wave in the blink of an eye, so peaceful and not anymore!

Endless Qiong petals at this moment, spinning, flashing and dancing because of that intense hurricane.

Fly as far as possible to the source of the hurricane, Mr. Fog.

However, even though the hurricane swept through the sky, it was still everywhere, seemingly stretching from here all the way to heaven.

Hurricane power, albeit insane, can only shake part of it, and there is no way to completely destroy the entire flower sea!

Then, Mr. Fog's eyes finally flashed an uncovered consternation.

Under his own strong attack, such a sea of Qinghua, Qinghua Tian, can still appear?!

It is clear that the changes before us are no longer merely technical issues, but that fixing them is the key now. In front of this scene, it depends entirely on the thickness of the cultivation to bring "Jong-hwa” to this shocking and unshakable level!

Mr. Fog obviously did not think that the new Jonghua Emperor, who had been repaired, had reached such a level that he was able to shake himself!

He knew that the chanting in the mouth of Jonghua the Great was just an illusion, and that he was absolutely not telling the truth!

This is Jong-hwa Hai.

And when the sea of Jonghua boils to the extreme, it will turn into Jonghua Tian!

If it is true that by the time Joan Hua Tian arrives, even if he is himself, he is afraid to be injured here.

Now here, after all, it's just a body, not really just me, Holy King!

If it really reaches the level formed by Jong-hwa Tian, this identity alone can't resist!

Now that the results are known, it is natural to avoid them!

So, Mr. Fog laughed a long laugh, his body suddenly stopped fighting the myriad shadows of Jong-hwa. The next moment, he turned into a hundred million shadows. He threw them out of every crack of Jong-hwa, and then the next moment, myriad identities reflexed in the air, merging into one, lifting up the sky, and laughed: “Jong-hwa, the Emperor is really good at fixing it, and I hereby approve your emperor's throne! ”

“Jonghua the Great, truly worthy! ”

Mr. Fog's figure shook up, instantly rushing over a white cloud, then the white cloud rose without signs, holding his body and walking away.

Higher and farther. I had to blink and disappear completely.

Now that nothing can be done, when the time comes, withdraw immediately.

There is absolutely no mud with water.

Below, the tears were as white as snow, the face appeared slightly depressed, but it passed away. He never thought that the Divinity of the Holy King, there was such a decision, just such a face-to-face confrontation, immediately left!

So simple!

“I'm probably in a hurry.” The tears sighed in the cold. If you engage him with a war first, just deliberately create some downwind imagination, most of you can retain each other, then at a critical moment, the Eastern Emperor will fix it all to start the Qionghuatian.

So, eighty-nine out of ten can leave this Mr. Fog behind, even if he can't be completely killed, but he can also severely traumatize it, which is definitely an incalculable harm for the people on Saint King's Cloud!

But when I came up, I started the Jonghuahua Sea, and the power was amazing. The result was to beat the snake and scare the other person away.

It's a terrible mistake!

But this is not a good thing for Xie Dan Qiong, because that will inevitably face the harshest revenge of the Holy King... and Xie Dan Qiong, at present, cannot afford the whole of Mo Yun Tian.

Below, everyone, including the demon queen and others, stared at the Jonghua Emperor in the sky.

At one time, the whole place was silent, millions of people were here, and the needle fell to smell.

The sea of johnflowers just now and the unfinished days of johnflowers really deter everyone together!

From now on, all participants at the same time have a clear awareness in their minds: from beauty to extremes, death!

Just like Jong-hwa Hai, Jong-hwa Heaven.

Next, the real Xie Dan Qiong looks at this scene and his eyes are overflowing with fiery light! Turns out... Qionghua can still use this!

This is the real Jong-hwa!

“Jong-hwa is the sea, Jong-hwa is the heavens!” Shedan mumbled in the john,

By his side, Chu Yang smiled: “That's not the limit, Jong-hwa is infinite. ”

Xie Dan Qiong was shocked and almost jumped.

But the chauffeur's voice has sounded: “The mountains are bowed, the men and women are lying; Jonghua the Great, the name is true! Congratulations, King Jong-hwa! Achieve the highest peak in the world, no double hegemony! ”

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‘Jonghua the Great’ in the sky laughed and shouted loudly: "In that case, let this Jonghua bloom bloom all over the inky sky! Joan's flowers are everywhere! ”

The voice didn't go down, and Joan burst into flames.

In that instant, when flowers really fly everywhere, endless, everywhere, all filled with traces of Joan Flower.

And Jonghua's figure, at that moment, also differentiated countless remnants and fell.

At a time when everyone was all dazzled and fascinated by the gorgeous illusion in front of them, Chuyang, who had been watching the movement in front of them, stepped forward in silence, very solemnly extended his hand, seemed to want to help his brothers to climb the throne as brothers.

Of course, no one will notice him at this time.

Fixed deep, such as the Nine Emperors, all stared heavily at Qionghua, and thought: If I encounter this move, what should I do? Do everything you can to cope?

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