MTL - Fanatic Martial God-Chapter 2015 Both lose

"boom!"

"Hey!"

In the horrified eyes of the people in the Beidou Temple, the two forces of destruction collided fiercely. At the moment of the collision, the time seemed to be still, and there was silence, a thunderous explosion, and the ultimate power madness. The sweeping, **** and turbid winds are all white, followed by a stream of blood.

"Hey!"

The power of destruction is sweeping wildly. Wherever it is, the vibration of the space is several times stronger than before, as if the space of the Holy Space is about to collapse.

At the moment of the collision, the two peaks of the late Emperor of the Holy Land were all injured.

Seeing that the power of the devastating power is sweeping wildly, everyone in the Beidou Temple is terrified to the extreme, and the fear from the soul cannot be resisted.

"Hey!"

At this moment, the space set by the **** shackles was banned, and it was also violently shaken at the moment, and there were still many cracks and tears spreading.

"Not good! If the space is imprisoned and broken, the Beidou Temple will be finished!" The crack in the space was impaired, and his face suddenly changed. Xiao Chen panicked.

"Once the space is broken, the entire Beidou Temple will disappear..." Looking at the cracks that are spreading in horror, the head of the Beidou Temple trembled and feared.

Xuan Ming Temple Lord and others, at this moment are extremely fearful, there is no way, in the face of the power of terror, any method is no good.

At high altitude, **** also noticed changes in space imprisonment, and my heart was also secretly worried. After all, Xiao Chen was under the Beidou Temple, even if he died, he must not let Xiao Chen die.

"Blood, your space is not so much, how? Are you worried about them?" Perceived the **** face, the turbid winds sneered sneer, in contrast, the black wind and Yang Xiongfeng their lives, The turbid wind does not care at all.

Hearing his words, his brows were wrinkled, his eyes were flashing and murderous, and his blood was cold and cold: "It has nothing to do with you."

"Hey! Your space can't be held for a long time." The fierce smile on the face is a bit more, the turbid wind is sullen, and the murderousness in the eye is also a bit stronger.

"Small temple owners, they are leaving soon! The space under the ban can not last for a long time!" The heart was secretly anxious, **** and busy voices respectfully said.

"If it is gone, the Beidou Temple is gone. Doesn't this mean that it has been eliminated? It is not as good as it was at the beginning, and this is not the result I want." Frowning frowns, Xiao Chen's heart The dark passage, if you give up, everything is busy.

"Small temple owners, don't worry, the space can't be broken, bloody, peace of mind against the turbid wind." Just as the two were in a hurry, the voice of the cold emperor was timely transmitted to their minds.

At the moment of hearing the words, the face suddenly felt happy, and the heart was instantly relieved. Xiao Chen immediately rushed to the voice: "Cold Emperor, you have come too timely!"

"Yes! Big guard!" The heart is also instantly relieved, **** voice.

Looking at the panic, the North Dipper and the Xuan Ming Dian and others, the face reveals a smile, Xiao Chen said: "You don't have to worry, there will be nothing, believe me."

Sure enough, in the sky, the space is constantly confined to the cracks that have spread. At this moment, the spread has suddenly ceased. No matter how the two destructive forces that impact each other, how can they be swept out, it is impossible to incite the space to ban.

"What happened? Bloody space can not be supported for so long, not to mention the fact that there is no movement, strange." I noticed the change of space imprisonment, frowning, turbid winds and doubts, feeling something wrong.

His eyes glanced at the turbid wind, his face was cold and sneer, and his blood was cold and cold: "The space of the capital is not so easy to break, you can not be too confident."

"Hey! Ben is not convinced!" The fierce cold screams, the eyes flashed with sizzling murderousness, and immediately waved a hand, it was a magic weapon, a fairy, a fairy, the power of the wind And the momentum is soaring at a horrible rate.

"This is to see how long your space can hold!" The eyes are slightly stunned, the turbid wind is screaming, the power of the madness is mad, and the power of the energy gun is also improved.

"That's a try!" There is no fear in the face, and the blood is faint and cold, and it is also a beckoning. It is also a magic weapon for the life. It is also a fairy, a **** jade, filled with the bloodthirsty atmosphere of the monks. .

When the top grades are out, the **** power and momentum are also soaring. Under the full force, the power of energy printing is also rising with madness.

"Hey!"

"Hey!"

As the strength of the two men has risen madly, the destructive power of the collision has become more fierce. The power that has swept out has also caused the two populations to vomit blood and the injuries have been increasing.

The repair is quite the same, the same is the top grade fairy, **** and turbid wind can be described as a life-changing style of play.

"Booming!"

"Hey!"

The two forces of destruction that impact each other, when the power is reaching the limit, suddenly the light is flourishing, and immediately a thunderous thunderous sound rang, resounding through every corner of the eastern region, the terrible destruction of energy When I came out, I was shocked by the two people who spit blood, and they all flew like a cannonball.

The hard-working and hard-working two people, who are doing their best, are seriously injured at the moment.

Frowning slightly, frowning eyes looked at the sky, Xiao Chen said: "I can't think of the turbid wind's power is so terrible, it is quite similar to bloody, this battle can be described as both losses."

The devastating explosion of energy swept down, scaring everyone to desperately soft to the ground, even the Lord of the North Dipper and the Xuan Ming Dian, can no longer support, and fell down.

The entire eastern region was violently shaking, the collapse of high altitude continued to spread, and the land in the eastern region was destroyed. The cracks in the abyss were torn apart one after another, and the peaks of the atmosphere were also collapsed one after another.

Everyone in the Eastern Region is self-defeating, and they are all terrified. They all know the direction of the terrorist forces. They come from the Beidou Temple and they all guess that the Beidou Temple is fighting the Taiyi Temple.

Looking at the battlefield again, **** and turbid winds are high in the distance. The two are very seriously injured and their faces are pale and extremely violent.

"The strength of this guy has also improved a lot. Maybe it shouldn't be touched at first, otherwise it won't be the result of both losses." Forced to suppress the blood of the body, wrinkled, **** heart.

If it is not a hard touch, but relying on other methods, **** is absolutely sure to defeat the turbid wind. Before choosing hard touch, I also want to try the strength of the turbid wind. Unexpectedly, the turbid wind has become so tyrannical.

"What the **** is going on? What is such a terrible force that **** people have been seriously injured. Now this situation has lost its fighting ability. Why is his space imprisonment still not broken?" His eyes glanced at the **** Space is imprisoned, and the turbid wind is more and more strange.

After thinking about it, the face suddenly slammed, and it seemed to have guessed something. The fierce gaze swept to the sky, and the turbid wind screamed: "The Holy Spirit protects! You must be a ghost!"

"What? Holy Spirit Guardian?" At the moment of hearing the words, the Lord of the North Dipper and the Lord of the Dark Temple all changed their faces and looked at each other. They all saw the fear from the eyes they were dealing with, and the body was stronger. Trembling.

Even the imprisoned Yang Xiongfeng and others, the eyes are flashing fear, the existence of the Holy Spirit guardian represents what they are, these sacred strongmen are very clear.

"Oh? I’m only aware of it now? It’s just that there is no courage.” The pale face showed a disdain, **** and sneering.

Slowly, as the power of destruction gradually dissipated, the space has also recovered from the bottleneck, and the collapsed space is also a rapid self-repair.

The power of destruction dissipated, and the **** space was forbidden to disappear from the air. Then, on the high ground, a figure appeared silently.

"Cold Emperor!" He noticed the arrival of the person, his eyes swept away. This time, the turbid wind was suddenly scared and the heart collapsed, and it trembled fiercely.

"It is actually the soul of the sacred temple to protect the cold emperor!" In the Beidou Temple, the eye of the Big Dipper and the Lord of the Xuan Ming Temple are instantly magnified, and they are all horrified.

"See the Lord of the Temple!" The cold eyes glanced at the turbid wind and the black wind, and immediately looked at Xiao Chen with respect and respect, and the cold emperor respectfully greeted him.

"Cold Emperor, doing a good job." Micro smiled, Xiao Chen praised.

"What? Less... Little Master?" At the moment of hearing the news, there were people in the whole place. At this moment, they all quieted down. They looked at Xiao Chen with a dull look. After a while, they suddenly blew up the pot!

"Xiao... Xiao Chen is the Lord of the Patriarchal Temple. How can this be?" The pale face was full of fear and sorrow, and the Lord of the North Dip did not dare to cross the channel.

"Xiao Chen's younger brother actually ... is actually the Lord of the Patriarchal Temple!" At the door of a palace, the face is suddenly stiff, and Lin Biao's son is stunned. His mind is blank and seems to be completely unturned.

"Xiao Chen, he is the master of the temple of the domineering soul? How is this possible?" Although it is guessed that Xiao Chen is not small, Yang Xiongfeng never thought that the identity of Xiao Chen was so bad!

Yang Tianzhan and the Lord of the Palace of the Holy Ghost, and so on, are shocking and stunned at the moment, completely unable to speak, Xiao Chen’s terrorist identity, in their view, it is already a terrible force, terrible to them can not shake And provoke.

"Little Master, how are you going to deal with them?" Cold Emperor asked.

Hearing words, thinking about it, his eyes glanced at the horrified Yang Tianzhan, and for a moment, Xiao Chen said faintly: "Let them go."

When I heard Xiao Chen’s words, Yang Xiongfeng and others, my heart was relieved, but the fear remained.

"But if the Taiyi Temple is dare to swallow other forces, there is no need to exist." For a moment, Xiao Chen continued, and these words immediately made Yang Xiongfeng and others fear again.

“How to deal with the turbid wind and the black wind?” Nodded slightly, and the cold queen then asked with respect.

The corner of the mouth sneered a sneer, Xiao Chensen coldly said: "Hang them to Taiming City, wait for their people to save themselves, write their names, I believe this is more painful than killing them."