Chapter 113

Drunk fairy building

"God, it's the king's magic soldiers. Unexpectedly, the king's magic soldiers have come out."

"If the saints don't come out, who can fight the God King who holds the king's divine army? It seems that the young man is going to lose."

"Alas, it's a pity that he has great talent and is too proud. It's too hard to break!"

Looking at the power of the Star River played by the king's magic weapon in the void, the older generation of strong people lamented one after another. At the same time, they determined Chen Xiaoming's life and death in their hearts.

King warrior! It is an invincible treasure soldier that can sweep the same level. There are no saints in the world, and no one can compete with it.

What's more, at the moment, there is still a divine king holding a divine weapon. Unless a saint is born, no one can save Chen Xiaoming.

Above the void, Chen Xiaoming looked dignified. The Xinghe Tianjian hanging over the head of the middle-aged man put great pressure on Chen Xiaoming.

At the moment, the strength of the middle-aged man in the hands of divine soldiers has increased sharply. It seems that he has the blessing of endless star power. If he moves at will, he can hook the stars in the nine days.

Above the head, the Star River twinkles and shines brightly. Once the star river turns, it is like the opening up of the world. The stars are infinite and squeeze through the void.

"Hold your hands and catch them. If you have no chance of winning, give me the people behind you and I can spare your life!"

The cold words of the middle-aged man came out, and the endless stars in the void flashed. As the stars turned, a huge threat shrouded Chen Xiaoming.

"Hum."

Give me a cold drink and spare my life? Really think he's stupid? Hell believe it.

Chen Xiaoming also had a decisive look in his eyes. He secretly talked about the next Tang San in his heart. Then he stepped out, and his voice containing divine power resounded through the nine days.

"If you want her, step over my body!"

Tang San's original words about Xiaowu are now used by Chen Xiaoming.

The vast starry sky echoed. Middle-aged men and others were stunned. They didn't expect each other to be so determined.

In Zuixian building, ouyangqian, who was biased against Chen Xiaoming, had a trace of guilt in his eyes. He wronged the other party and thought Chen Xiaoming was a frivolous person. Now it seems that the other party is a person worthy of trust and love.

But today may be their last night in the world.

Nangong xian'er, Tianling saint and others were touched. Looking at Chen Xiaoming's figure, their eyes glittered with strange brilliance.

Only Wang de looked at Chen Xiaoming bitterly at the moment.

I was killed by you. You still showed your love there. No, my heart can't stand it. You'd better be killed earlier.

The cruel emperor, who has been unmoved all the time, now has a slight ripple in his eyes like autumn water, with a flash of essence, but he soon hides.

"You go first."

The domineering Chen Xiaoming whispered secretly. At the moment, he already had a headache. Before he fully understood the power of the origin of blood, he encountered this kind of cruel stubble. It's really troublesome.

After a battle, Chen Xiaoming is not sure. The longer the delay, maybe there are unknown strong people coming. Once there is another God King or saint at that time, it is estimated that the cruel emperor will be planted.

Slightly turned around, thinking of his just so domineering scene, he must be moved to the cruel emperor, ready to see the eyes moved by the cruel emperor.

As a result, Yu Guang glanced at the cruel emperor and turned away without saying a word.

Um

Chen Xiaoming looked stunned. Did he take the wrong script again? At this time, it should not be his domineering confession as the male leader, and then the cruel emperor as the female leader was very moved, so he vowed to live and die with him. Then they joined hands to defeat the God King and live a shameless and impetuous life from then on?

Director, did I get the wrong script again?

Chen Xiaoming asked loudly in his mind, and felt the terrible wave behind him.

Anger appeared in the eyes of the middle-aged man, urging the starlight sky mirror above his head, and the stars pressed down,

Falling down ten thousand laws, each strand can kill a strong Lord. As long as it is hit, it is difficult to survive.

The laws of the ten thousand ways are intertwined with the starlight, and the order of the avenue is engraved. A gun of the starlight avenue is shot at Chen Xiaoming. The divine light is diffuse and the endless void is broken. The rules of the avenue block Chen Xiaoming's whole body, and the endless starlight is sprinkled, binding Chen Xiaoming in a square inch.

Looking at this terrible blow, Chen Xiaoming was speechless. He must have taken the wrong script. The power of this blow is a little too powerful. Can it really be made by the strong king level?

I'm afraid this blow can explode the star. Even if it's semi holy, he believes it.

The surrounding void is blocked by the starlight. Chen Xiaoming can feel an air machine locking himself. Even if Chen Xiaoming breaks the starlight blockade, the gun of the avenue of starlight will shoot at him.

"Shit, I'm really bullied by Chen Xiaoming!"

The cruel emperor failed and was blocked in the void. Chen Xiaoming was no longer indifferent and his anger burned in his eyes.

His arms smashed into the void, the silver light broke out, and his hands went into the huge virtual shadow behind him. The endless silver light shrouded his hands, and his hands suddenly became larger and went towards the three wickers in his virtual shadow.

"Hum..."

Behind him, the void was turbulent, the wicker swung, and a gray air flow hit, killing Chen Xiaoming's arms in an instant. Severe pain came. Chen Xiaoming had a crazy idea in his eyes, and his mind was a little recovered from the system panel.

The silver light of both hands recovered again. At the moment of recovery, they moved forward again for a few minutes. The gray air flow hit again and lost their hands again.

However, Chen Xiaoming is now furious, regardless. His mind has been on the button of recovery, constantly recovering, constantly disappearing and constantly approaching.

A little God King bullies him. He dares to be so arrogant without weapons!

He, Chen Xiaoming, is not a vegetarian.

At last, Chen Xiaoming's hands touched the virtual shadow of the branch. In an instant, he pulled it slightly towards the branch.

"Boom."

The terrible gray air was surging and the endless void was broken. The virtual shadow behind Chen Xiaoming seemed to fall and hit the middle-aged man and the gun of Xinghe Avenue.

For a moment, everyone noticed a difference in their hearts. It was a feeling as if heaven and earth had overturned and all living beings had disappeared.

"No, stop him."

The stronger the man is, the stronger the spiritual warning is. The middle-aged man was the first to react and noticed that there was a problem with Chen Xiaoming's vision. The kind of death crisis that seemed to overturn the world is really too strong.

His expression changed greatly. The starlight on his head turned into a galaxy and went up.

"Boom."

The divine light was in full swing, but under the overturning of the vision, the star river was dim, and there were cracks on the indestructible star light Tianjian, which finally disintegrated into fly ash.

The middle-aged man was stunned when he saw one of them. He vomited blood essence out of his mouth. He turned around and wanted to go. He was found imprisoned in his place.

"No..."

The virtual shadow of the wicker fell, and the God body of the middle-aged man was disappeared, and the unwilling cry echoed.

When Chen Xiaoming saw it, he instantly suppressed the power of blood in his body and recovered the overturned virtual shadow. In the surge of blood in his body, a mouthful of essence and blood gushed out, and his breath was stagnant.

But he still stood up and stood proudly, and his sharp eyes swept through the endless void.

"Who else dares to fight me!"