MTL - Fanatic Martial God-Chapter 2078 Xiao Chen is late

"Big soul predecessors! Breaking the wind predecessors!"

"the host!"

"The soul of the temple!"

Seeing the soul of the tyrant and the wind and the body were seriously injured. The ancient drug gods and the souls of the gods were all shouted with great concern, and all the hearts tightened.

The ancient medicine gods did not expect that they had the legendary heavenly order! In the big battle of the year, Zhai Kui did not display it, but now it has been displayed, which makes them can't believe it.

"How is this possible? It combines the power of all of us, and it is still against the squad, and the old **** is so good!"

"Isn't the repair of the old things in the squad that is stronger than the peak of the late sage? The predecessors of the tyrants and the predecessors of the winds are also the peaks of the late sages. Now we have combined our strength, and it is impossible to hurt him!"

"There is a heavenly sacred decision!"

At the time of panic and fear, the strong men of the Bawang Temple are also horrified, and the fear of the heart is self-evident. ,

The iron-clad facts are in front of you, and the moment they are not convinced that the domineering spirit and the broken wind are severely damaged, the strongest of the sacred temple is like a hail, chilling.

The two most powerful men are the soul pillars of the soul-stricken temple. They are now seriously injured. This ending tells them that their end is coming.

"There is no reason for this! What is the realm of this old bastard's cultivation?" The seriously wounded soul, the support of the fight, and the teeth anger.

"Where did he come to the heavenly sacred sect? There was such a terrible power! No, it should be the power of the power of chaos and the power of the scorpio!" The pale face, without a trace of blood, broke the wind and struggled.

"Damn! I can't hold it anymore!" The pale face was fiercely twisted, and the soul of the tyrant was struggling. The strength of the body was all bursting out, but it was still suppressed by the thick purple energy light column of the bucket.

"Hey! Fighting the soul, breaking the wind, you have no chance, even if it is burning the soul, your strength has already been defeated by this seat, your death is here." The face smirked a touch of sneer, squeaky cold.

"Booming!"

"Hey!"

"Hey!"

When the voice fell, the eyes of the singer flashed fiercely, and the palms suddenly clenched their fists. The two devastating forces that collided immediately afterwards suddenly exploded. The rumbling rumbling resounded through the holy space, and the soul and the wind broke again. The mouth spit blood, the power of direct destruction was shaken out, and countless strong people in the distance were almost fainted.

"The lord and the predecessor of the wind are seriously injured, they can't hold it!" The cold emperor with pain in his face was in a hurry.

"Our strength is exhausted, there is no way!" The soul of the soul is struggling, and none of them expected such an ending.

"The power of Qi Kui is more terrible than we think. Do we really want to die here?" The old face showed helplessness and sorrow. An ancient strong sighed, and his heart was so unwilling, but now he has no ability to turn iron. The general fact.

"The predecessors of the soul and the predecessors of the wind can't hold it anymore. We are finished..." Shen Tianhu and the ghosts and a few people, the face at the moment is showing despair, it is disheartening.

The horror of Zhai Kui is already unimaginable, and the final hopes have been completely broken.

The energy of destruction was maintained above the height of the sky for half an hour, and then it gradually dispersed, and the collapsed space gradually recovered.

Tens of thousands of meters away, the soul of the soul and the wind and the wind are extremely extreme, the injury is extremely serious, and the body suspended in the void is already crumbling.

"Cough...this old thing...has not used the real power...just now he actually still...can improve." The appearance is extremely weak, The wind is hard and the sound is very small.

Difficult swallowing, spit the soul and gasping: "His repair is probably already... breaking through the realm of the Holy Spirit..."

The two seriously injured people have completely lost their fighting ability and can only be resigned.

After a fierce battle, the soul of the temple is already at the end of the battle, and the power of all people is wasted.

"The righteous father, the soul of the soul and the broken wind have been seriously injured, the power is exhausted, it is time to kill them." In the distance, turned a sneer sneer.

"Big soul, breaking the wind, I must be very curious in your heart, why is this seat such a powerful force?" Looking at the two seriously injured, Yu Kui faint sneer, but at this moment, Kui Kui is completely relieved. .

Perhaps it was because of the great war in the past, there were some shadows in his mind. Even with the power of superpower, there were some worries. Knowing that he had broken the soul and broken the wind, the worry of his heart disappeared.

Hearing the words, the soul of the soul and the eyes of the wind are all looking at the Kui Kui at the same time, they really want to know.

"This is now the cultivation of the seat, it is not the peak of the late Saints, but the land of the great heaven! Your strength is tyrannical, even if they combine their power, they can not reach the realm of the great heaven." Smile, 湮 淡 faint sneer.

"Big Tianzun?" The soul of the soul and the eyes of the wind broke, and the moment was magnified, and the heart was shocked.

"Is there a more terrible state than the last peak of the Holy Spirit?" They were shocked and stunned at the moment.

"There is still a big realm of Tianzun?" The distant Jinyuan elders, their faces are also showing an incredible shock.

"This seat has only recently been known, this seat did not expect to have the opportunity to advance to such a strong realm!" Spread his hands, 湮 傲 proud smile, a world of invincible appearance.

"The land of the great heavens, it is no wonder that we have combined the power of all people to rival him. The cultivation of this old thing has reached the realm of our unknown." The pale face is extremely sturdy, and the wind is raging.

"I know so much, it is time to send you on the road." Eyes flashed and murderous, smashing cold and cold, the body violently shot out.

"湮魁! Stop!" The moment when Zhai Kui was dispatched, the ancient medicine gods and other people suddenly changed their faces, and they all roared in vain. They wanted to stop, but they were too late.

Even if they used the medicinal herbs in the ancient medicine gods, they have not been able to exert much effect on the efficacy of the medicinal herbs. They simply cannot support them.

"boom!"

"puff!"

In a blink of an eye, the squadron is already a fierce bombardment on the chest of the tyrant's soul. A blood is sprayed out, and the tyrannical spirit is flying like a cannonball. The thunderous explosion sounds as if it crushed the tyrants. The heart of the person, this moment, the time seems to be still, and everyone's eyes are horrified to look at the soul.

"Bully soul!" The squad is horrible, the wind is completely undetected, and the hegemony is hit, he only reacts, but it is too late.

"Hey! Fighting soul, you are finally dead in this seat." Yan Kui proudly sneered.

The soul of the flying out, the body is falling, the injury is serious, it is already endangering the Yuanshen, the Yuanshen is gradually fragmenting.

"Master!"

At this moment, the distant sky turned the anger of Xiao Chen’s grief and anger, and it was bursting at a speed of horror.

"Xiao Chen!"

"The Lord of the Temple is here!"

Hearing this huge roar, the horror of the emperor, they are all awakened, but they can not be happy, they can feel the life of the soul of the soul gradually dissipated.

"Is that kid out?" The cold eyes glanced at Xiao Chen, who was bursting out, and he sneered.

"Maybe advance to the sacred place." Jin Yuanda elders faintly sneer, their faces are full of triumph and excitement.

"Master! Master!" Xiao Chen, who panicked and panicked, hugged the body of the hegemony in the fall, his eyes dripping with tears, and his heart was crying incomparably.

The soul of the Yuanshen gradually shattered, the mouth slightly revealing a smile, holding the arm of Xiao Chen, it seems that something has been injected into the body of Xiao Chen, the soul of the soul is hard to say: "Xiao... Xiao dust... ... the teacher can only accompany you here... next..."

However, the words have not been finished, the soul of the soul of the soul, has been completely broken, the eyes lost the color of life.

"That was the power of the Holy Spirit!" Wrinkled, Jinyuan elders secretly, the face is a bit ugly.

"Baby souls predecessors!"

"The Lord!"

The moment when the soul of the soul of the soul was broken, the ancient medicine gods and other people were screaming with grief, and no one could believe this fact.

"Master! Don't! Shizun! Hold on!" Panic Xiao Chen, more grief, nervous and panic, gave the tyrant to the tyrant, but it was too late, and the heart was like a stinging pain. Finally, I screamed in the sky.

The sanctuary of the nine strongest alchemy masters in the sanctuary, the cultivation of the sacred peaks of the late sages, the name of the sacred world, but now it is the valley of forgotten.

"Hey!"

The anger and sorrow of Xiao Chen, the horrible power of the body broke out wildly, and the smashing blood redness of the eyes was completely smothered by bloodthirsty. The power of destruction shook the space quickly.

"In the early days of the Holy Respect, this is really the case." Feeling the power of Xiao Chen, the corner of his mouth rose slightly, and he sneered with disdain.

"Xiao dust little brother, you are late." Looking at the painful Xiao Xiao, Yu Kui faintly sneered, did not put Xiao Chen in his eyes.

"湮魁! I can't spare you!" The blushing red-eyed gaze, the fierce sweep to the squad, Xiao Chen anger, anger almost lost his reason.

"When the seat is dry and break the wind, then slowly play with you!" A sneer of disdain, 湮 Kui faint, his eyes once again sweeping the wind in the shock, 湮 冷 冷 冷 : : : : : 冷 冷 冷 冷 冷 冷 冷 冷 冷 冷 冷 冷 冷 冷 冷 冷 冷 冷 冷 冷 冷 冷 冷”

When the voice fell, Yu Kui was ruthlessly punching a punch, and the power contained in that punch was enough to kill the wind.

The wind is completely immersed in the picture of the murder of the tyrant, and it has not been recovered for a long time. It is also difficult to imagine this fact.

Wen Yan, the violent Xiao Chen, his face suddenly changed greatly, only to find that the wind is also seriously injured, and still in the fact that he can not accept the death of the soul.

"Broken predecessors! Be careful!" Xiao Chen suddenly screamed, and his body shape was bursting out with lightning.

"call out!"

Just a blink of an eye, a figure has intercepted the path of Xiao Chen, the interceptor, it is hollow, is looking at Xiao Chen with a proud gesture.

"boom!"

"puff!"

The hollowing out of the block, the squadron is already a punch on the broken chest, the power of destruction shocked the wind and spit blood, the Yuanshen is instantly broken.