Luo Yifeng grinned strangely, and his saliva kept slipping. "You are really strong, but no matter how strong you are, you can't escape the combination of me and baby God. For you, I've ruined my baby God, who has been worshipped for 30 years. "

Han Zhen was disgusted. "Your so-called baby God is a disgusting thing made from the unformed embryo?"

Among the practitioners, only those who practice the magic way will refine these sinister and evil weapons.

But even the practitioners of the evil way, the orthodox cultivation method, is also through the absorption of pure evil Qi. Only the low-level practitioners of the magic way adopt such means.

And these people, even the evil practitioners of the evil way, are slightly despised.

What's more, Han Zhen is such a orthodox practitioner.

"That's the baby God. It's the baby God that I worked so hard to refine. Only a living baby in a dead body is qualified to be a baby God. His power is beyond your imagination Luo Yifeng slowly landed on all fours, just like a baby who is good at crawling.

Whoosh! A figure quickly passed, fast amazing, straight to Han Zhen.

Luo Yifeng sharp as a dagger in general fingers, through the black light, straight into Han Zhen's chest“ Die

Han Zhen laughs, "your speed..."

Han Zhen grabs Luo Yifeng's right palm and then twists it.

"I'm not only swift, but also invulnerable and powerful! If you want to compete with me, go to hell Luo Yifeng roars, the Yellow pupil like a vertical line is like a beast.

"Strength, ha ha..." Han Zhen practiced Guiyuan shenti, although it is the first stage of silver blood. But he has already converted one tenth of the blood in his body into silver blood. Once the silver blood is detonated, his power will soar.

But in front of the monster, unexpectedly wants to test the strength with oneself, really is does not know whether to die or not.

Luo Yifeng's arms are full of blue tendons, which are far more powerful than the ordinary people. He smiles and reverses his arms.

Han Zhen intuitive power in the hands of the other side, slightly stronger half a point.

For ordinary people, it's several times. For Han Zhen, it's only half a point.

Click!

It's like the crack of trees in the silent villa.

Luo Yifeng Leng for a moment, looked down at his twisted arm. After he fused with the baby God, he lost the pain and his arm was twisted off. In his eyes, it was just very strange, "how can it be like this?"

Han Zhen said with a smile, "what else do you have? Just make it out, or you'll break your neck next time. "

Leng Zhongwei is surprised to see her elder martial brother. Even if she uses her baby God, she still looks like a child facing an adult in front of this young man.

To be teased effortlessly.

It hasn't felt like that for decades.

Since they joined yinshenzong and practiced the mysterious skills of yinshenzong, they have the power that ordinary people can't have. This kind of power, let them in front of the ordinary people, just like the gods who allow and take.

High above the world.

And now their identities, in front of this young man, have been completely subverted. They are the real ordinary people, and the man in front of them is the real God.

Luo Yifeng back two steps, "no way, can only use the last move."

Luo Yifeng breathes quickly, two black fog with his breath, into his body.