Chapter 4361: Purple curtain

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"How could this be!"

A new generation of wing **** god son, pumping air-conditioning, face full of horror.

The battlefield here is formed by a drop of blood on the **** of air and a will of the **** of air.

No matter how powerful the acquired creatures are, they can't get a sense of the situation.

However, the existence of the **** child level can be promoted.

But his character was calm, and he saw that Xiao Ye was obviously difficult to support, so he quickly dispatched.

After the results arrived.

But when he saw the bodies of the two **** sons, they were shaken out of it. How could he stay calm?

"In the end what happened?"

A new generation of wing **** god child stopped and stopped, looking in amazement, looking at the chaotic ocean in front of him.

Inside, there seemed to be a behemoth stirring, and the layers of rolling waves were broken.

The light of the heavenly path falling from high altitude was also shattered.

This chaotic ocean is about to be torn apart!

laugh! laugh! laugh!

Winged God looked carefully and saw a ray of blood blooming.

This bloodlight did not come from Xiao Ye, but was caused by other chaotic **** sons.

"Run away!"

At the next moment, a sharp roar sounded, and I saw my head full of thick white hair, and the mysterious pupil of the **** of the air, rushed out of it first, and was in a state of embarrassment, rushing into the distance.

Woo!

Behind him, another dozen Chaos God Sons also appeared.

The most miserable is the Thunder God Son.

His divine body shrouded in lightning, almost broken in half, but he never repaired it, but instead was full of panic, as if encountering the most terrifying things in the world, he just wanted to escape, and he didn't care about others.

"not good!"

The body of the new generation of wing **** god is stiff, and the subconscious will turn around, but it is a bit slow.

Because the chaotic ocean was turbulent, a dazzling red light blazed out, and finally the wave was separated.

I saw a man in black, rushing out in full blood.

He is Xiao Ye.

At this moment, the six **** springs in his body resonated, and the whole body was purple, and the three main swords that were originally behind him were already held in the right hand.

"A new generation of Wing God God Son? Do you want to die even if you are here!"

Xiao Ye's cold eyes looked.

"Xiao Ye, you misunderstood..."

Yishen Shenzi's face changed greatly, and his mouth opened.

In addition to his words, Xiao Ye's iron sword has been swept away.

Just such a simple action, but it affects the space of the piece and produces space oppression.

The new generation of wing **** Shenzi suddenly felt that his body was sinking and could not escape.

"Give me!"

A new generation of wing **** god son did not dare to carelessly, rushed out of twenty-six high-grade Taoist undulations on his body, and the dense text of the gods surging into a round ball enveloped him.

Unfortunately, it still doesn't work.

Boom!

The iron sword was not only indestructible, but also heavy to the extreme. When the ball hit it, the ball collapsed like paper.

"what!"

The Winged God Son screamed, and the blood mist rose on the spot, and he became paralyzed into a **** mud.

"You, it's a bit skillful, go back and clean you up!"

Xiao Ye's voice was indifferent, not stopping, but chasing after those chaotic **** sons who were fleeing all over the place.

"This... what level of artifact is this!"

"Except for the innate gods, who else can stop it?"

During the blood mist transpiration, the **** body of the wing **** Divine Child is in a difficult remodeling, looking at Xiao Ye's back, his face is white and his body is shaking.

That iron sword was too terrible, just swept it, so that his **** child could not carry it, almost killed by a second!

Beyond what he has seen, all the Divine Sons are exclusive soldiers!

The great escape of more than a dozen chaotic **** children continues.

They were already frightened by their courage, and tried their best to get rid of it. The dreaded descendant of the ancient **** was as far away as possible.

The descendants of the ancient gods do not have any advantages in terms of speed, they still have the hope of escaping.

But soon, they soon became desperate.

From a glance, a dazzling purple light appeared, like a rolling tide, spreading all over the place, like a purple curtain, just like to reincarnate the whole, enveloped in.

These **** sons, no matter how they change their positions, the head of the head is always covered with purple light, and the horrible road falls, making them like a quagmire, their speed is greatly suppressed, and they cannot escape.

What kind of scene is this?

Xiao Ye, with his own strength, suppressed a dozen chaotic gods and made them struggle in the broken void.

Without the repression of the chaotic ocean, where are these **** sons, Xiao Ye's opponents who use the three main swords?

He easily catches up with these **** sons. The three main swords in his hand not only have the pride of the underworld soldiers, but also can affect the space. He mercilessly shoots, allowing the body of the **** son to bloom like fireworks, and various screams are heard.

"how can that be!"

The eighteen high-ranking nirvana sent to the reincarnated by the innate gods by means of anti-celestial means were all struck by lightning and their bodies became soft.

God!

That was a drop of blood on the innate god, even Xiao Ye couldn't help but was freed by the other party?

Now, seeing the **** son of his own group is being chased by Xiao Ye.

They all felt how ridiculous the previous decision was.

They shouldn't provoke Xiao Ye at all!

"Is this his exclusive soldier?"

On a broken land, Mu Chengyun raised a deep sense of powerlessness.

He knew that with Xiao Ye's strength, the opponent's exclusive soldiers were definitely not simple.

At that time, when he and Xiao Ye confronted each other, they also wanted the other party to offer a battle.

But now.

He knew how ridiculous he was.

If Xiao Ye was not a big-hearted man, he did not want to wipe out the hope of the descendants of the ancient gods. He had already died countless times.

Just a breath of time.

The chasing battle in reincarnation has come to an end.

The dozen or so Chaos Divine Sons were either killed or severely injured and stumbled to the ground.

Only in the West, there is a divine light blooming.

It was a white-haired bush god, who was trying his best to resist the purple curtain above his head, and at the same time, he was urging the ban of heaven.

But Xiao Ye's figure, like a **** of death, had already moved in a flash.

"Son God, how can I die here?"

Feeling a pair of cold eyes looking, the **** of air **** shivered, knowing that it was too late.

He gritted his teeth hard.

Wow!

As he finished sealing, the sound of the surging river suddenly reverberated, and he saw a chaotic ocean quickly sweeping in.

A drop of blood on the **** of empty space, coupled with the chaotic ocean transformed by a wave of will of the **** of empty space, Xiao Ye just burst out of it and was unable to destroy it.

The God of Air God can control it.

"Do you still want to resist?"

"That's right, take you to try my three main swords!"

Xiao Ye smiled coldly at this.

Buzz!

I saw the divine spring in his right arm, spraying a thin blood of the gods, poured into the blood trough of the hilt, and rushed towards the totem of the three-leaf green lotus of the sword body.

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