At this moment.
Everyone was shocked and the crowd was boiling.
This is no physical power.
"Compared with the war god formula in our temple, what skill did he practice, the great emperor's ancient Scripture?" the descendant of the war god temple was appalled.
One of the hundred religions in Zhongzhou speaks softly.
"It seems that Donghuang's unparalleled body has an opponent."
Boom!!
Just as they spoke, King Jinji Xiaopeng started again.
Just because he was completely defeated doesn't mean he really lost.
His pride is absolutely not allowed to be defeated by a quadrupole today. Unconsciously, he regards Dao Tianjun as a strong man at the same level, which is his recognition of Dao Tianjun.
This is not a shame.
Because in a sense, Dao Tianjun's identity is higher than anyone present!
"Kill!"
The golden winged little ROC king rose into the sky. He turned into a huge golden winged ROC. His body was shining with golden awns, and his arms waved like a roc flying for nine days.
At this moment, unparalleled power erupted.
The power belonging to the realm of Hualong is completely thin, the divine power shines on the world, and the huge authority is overwhelming.
Tao Tianjun looked up and his eyes were as calm as water.
He is like Kuafu looking at the sun. His tall body stands on the earth, but he has a vision at the same height as the king of golden winged Mirs in the sky.
The golden winged King Xiaopeng is coming!
The void is trembling, the threat is sweeping, like waves like the sea, and pengming spreads its wings.
Boom!!
Tao Tianjun's eyes were deep, his divine light covered his body, and his blood flowed, shaking like the sound of the ancient Tianting beating the war drum.
Suddenly, a white light burst on the left.
That's an amazing killing!!
The void burst open, and the cracks were sharp and frightening.
It came suddenly and fiercely. There was a killer in the dark. A killer in the realm of dragon turned up at the moment when Dao Tianjun couldn't be distracted.
For others, it is absolutely unavoidable and can't retreat.
And Tao Tianjun can.
With the nine secret word formula, he controlled the world's speed, but Dao Tianjun didn't intend to avoid, he stared coldly.
Poof
Blood splashed, and everyone trembled.
The nun screamed, covered her lips and stared. In her eyes, Dao Tianjun's chest was pierced by a divine sword.
It was bright before and after. It was pierced through the flesh. The blood splashed high and dyed the ground red.
The killer is an ugly man.
Now.
His face was so frightened that he felt his palm being grasped and a big hand holding his left arm.
Dao Tianjun's body was hard connected, and his five internal organs were about to be broken. At this price, he caught the other party, and the killer saw a pair of white teeth in his eyes.
He's smiling at me?!
The killer in Hualong territory has cold hair all over his body. He doesn't care about the Qi mechanism of death after long-term killing.
In a flash, he raised his hand to break his left arm.
Calm and decisive.
Nevertheless, everything is still slow. The killer is determined. Dao Tianjun is the ultimate of ferocity and takes a step.
Poof
The sword penetrated deeper, and the killer felt a wild and powerful breath coming to his face. The scene in front of him was dark. Dao Tianjun approached him. His two meter body and broad palm wrapped his facial features directly.
"Ah!!" the killer screamed in pain.
The unsightly facial features are not ordinary. The five fingers hold the flag and twist it.
The whole face was red with blood.
A crisp sound of "pa".
Dao Tianjun had red blood in his hands, white broken bones and yellow disgusting brains.
The killer's head was crushed by his hand.
A dark king in the Dragon kingdom was buried in the hands of Dao Tianjun.
How cruel!
At this moment, I have this idea in my heart.
"Doesn't he hurt?" some nuns were so distressed that they even covered their eyes and didn't dare to look.
Because Dao Tianjun's chest was bloody and flesh blurred, the internal organs of Hualong assassination were probably broken.
Such a ferocious technique is to fight with injury and life. It is in this way that a Hualong realm is killed in a very short time.
In the distance, the son, daughter and heirs were greatly shocked.
"His fighting style is very special." a descendant frowned and said such a sentence.
The others did not speak and stared at Dao Tianjun.
Dao Tianjun shook his right hand and splashed a pool of blood on the ground.
"Come on."
He raised his head and opened his golden wings to the king.
Looking at that pair, I couldn't see the slightest pain, but some were excited and hot eyes, and the golden winged little Peng king looked changed.
Not only did he notice.
Other people's hearts were so cold that he still wanted to fight.
crazy!
After confirming the burning of Dao Tianjun's eyes, they determined that he wanted to fight.
"Elder martial sister, he." Shuanger wanted to stop talking.
However.
The saint of yaochi shook her head. Why didn't she think of a voice to stop it, but could she really.
Practitioners often earn Qi when they fight for heaven's destiny, especially Tianjiao. How can they retreat? Others may choose to retreat. Dao Tianjun must not be, otherwise he won't say that word.
Interrupting him now will only destroy his power.
Poop
Dao Tianjun took out his long sword from his chest and shot it with blood.
The muscles agitated, and he quickly stopped the blood.
Double curvature.
With a loud bang, 10000 tons of huge rocks were lifted directly from the earth's surface.
If he was a dragon out of the abyss, he would blow his fist into the air and burst out, and his breath would be even more ferocious.
Wang ruopung, a golden winged bird, spreads its wings.
He didn't rush to Dao Tianjun, but in the opposite direction. He didn't choose to start. He quickly avoided, not because he was afraid, but because he didn't want to fight with Dao Tianjun.
"You are seriously injured. Even if you win, you will not win." the king of golden winged Xiaopeng said in a low voice.
The other side.
There is a voice in the void, but it is the strong in the dark.
"What he said is not wrong. If you want to fight, you can wait for the injury to recover and get a high score."
"This war is not fair. If King Xiaopeng with golden wings wins, he will not win."
"Stop."
"Even if you can win, it's difficult. It's not stable for your future."
The old guys in the dark are talking.
Listening to these words, the golden winged King Peng's eyes twinkled with his essence. Can't he hear that these people are strong people who have gratitude and resentment with King Peng.
By making such a loud dissuasion, they obviously didn't want him to win.
Obviously, no one wants to see the magic medicine fall into the hands of King Peng.
Nevertheless, the golden winged King Xiaopeng chose to agree. His pride did not allow him to fight against the low-level opponent and was seriously injured. He didn't feel any sense of achievement when he won the battle.
Tao Tianjun understood that he was willing.
Not to mention that in order not to block the power of Dao Tianjun, someone belittled the king of golden winged Xiaopeng.
Boom!
Tao Tianjun stopped, and his body fell to the ground and hit a big pit. His eyes looked at the void coldly.
"Your interest has been swept away by you old guys." a soft hum came from Dao Tianjun's mouth.
Wen Yan.
Other practitioners were furious. Tao Tianjun really didn't know the good people.
However, all this is just superficial. How can Dao Tianjun not know the truth.
A killer in Hualong territory stabbed himself in front of these old guys. They were blind. Obviously, those people deliberately let them in and did it on purpose.
There are too many disputes.
For Tao Tianjun's words, no one in the dark changed color.
"Smart little guy."
Someone smiled strangely.
After that, Dao Tianjun turned to the headless killer. After searching, he put away the storage ring.
Look at this.
Many people twitch at the corners of their mouths. How greedy the madman is
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PS: there are some wrong timelines in the sky covering part. Readers should not be surprised. Although there are some wrong timelines, those crucial plots will never be wrong,