Chapter 2666： Petrochemical signs

The ancestor stood in front of the stone monument and remained silent for a long time.

In the past, the nine ancestors shouldered their expectations of life, and they fought against the sacred mountain.

Unfortunately, they have failed countless self-sacrificing souls.

The nine ancestors were scattered, and all died!

Right now, I don't know who built the tomb mound.

It was all empty graves.

just.

All nine ancestors of the year were buried.

Why are there only eight clothes?

Among them are ancestors, dragon ancestors, Tianshu ancestors, and so on.

Only one ancestor is missing.

The ancestor gently touched the gravestone of the old ancestor of Tianshu and gave a silent sigh.

In the desolate twilight.

The giant sighed alone.

Such as resounding helplessness and low complaints in the era.

Right now.

Nine colorful rays cover the sky, covering the dark corners.

The ancestor looked up.

In the empty eyes, the waves of flames flickered.

With a deep sigh in his throat: "My tribe ..."

Then he turned around and walked across, leaving the lonely island.

Then.

Under heaven.

Su Yu was bombarded with the colorful colors of the quasi-big sacred body.

Click

The formations on the altar were all broken.

However, the ancient God of Kowloon was very calm, and his expression was indifferent as usual: "You have no idea what a living ancient **** means."

From the beginning to the present, Su Yu has obtained many things related to ancient gods.

Even their sacred objects have been obtained.

However, those are simply not comparable to a living ancient god.

I saw the Jiulong ancient **** stretched out his palm, and held it lightly in the palm.

The nine-colored light that crushed the world was resisted by all, and it was impossible to break the defense of the ancient God of Kowloon.

"It's hard to beat." Jiulong Gu turned his face blankly.

Leaving Jiu Caiguang bombarded in the body, but all were resisted from the surface.

Couldn't hurt him at all.

He lowered his head, and continued the bombardment of the Tianshu text by nobody.

Just listened to the crisp sound.

A clear crack finally appeared in the text of Tianshu.

The ancient **** of Jiulong broke the surface with dots and used the cracks to further expand the script of the Tianshu, and then tore it apart completely.

Dispersed with the scriptures.

The altar was sensed and started to urge itself.

All haloes emerged from under the altar and penetrated Qin Xianer's body.

The blood in his body began to boil at an alarming rate.

And there is a faint strange breath, which exudes in his body.

It was an extremely cold atmosphere.

As if from Jiuyou Hell!

Su Yu is no stranger to this.

That's ... Nine You Ancient Gods!

Su Yu's heart was anxious, and her killing intention increased sharply.

The heart of a heavenly man beat more violently.

Bang--

He could even hear faintly, his heart beating.

That nine-color power broke out!

Power is no longer a color.

There was also a blood red.

An extra color means a qualitative change.

A kind of qualitative change to achieve the status of the Great Eucharist!

"Dead!" Su Yu's body turned into a sharp arrow, step by step.

Feeling the change behind him, the ancient **** of Jiulong turned around and his pupils narrowed slightly: "Dacheng Cheng?

what happened?

In today's age, it is impossible to have a great sanctification.

Why is Su Yu's Eucharist so weird and so strong?

So much to reach the state of great Eucharist?

Seeing Su Yu attacking, the ancient **** of Jiulong was not afraid, and his hands were printed.

Eight dragon souls emerged from behind them, and coiled together to become a tripod.

The faint image is the God of Kowloon.

"Take off evil spirits!"

Ding flew quickly, and he was more powerful than the one he had just hit.

However, Su Yu only grasped the palm of the hand with a light grasp of the palm.

Then, give it a hand.

Click

Ding, easily crushed.

The Jiulong ancient **** was implicated, his body trembled, and his eyes were condensed: "Su Sheng body, for a woman's body, do you really want to be my enemy to Jiulong ancient god?

Su Yu didn't say a word.

Jiulong Ancient God's eyes calmed down: "Okay! You just showed mercy, since you don't know how to cherish it, don't blame me for killing the Eucharist!"

What about the Great Eucharist?

What fearful is the ancient God of Kowloon?

唰 ——

He slaps on his Tian Ling Gai, but twitches a sword from Tian Ling Gai.

It was a blood-stained sword.

The blood above is all the blood of the emperor.

"The only one who kills the Holy Ghost is the emperor." The Jiulong ancient **** murmured, "This sword is stained with emperor blood. It is easy to kill you!"

A swipe of his wrist swept the blood sword.

Make an intriguing trajectory.

In that trajectory, there is a shadow of a stone statue filled with it.

Su Yu doesn't dodge.

Just catch it.

A colorful sword appears in its palm.

"You are not qualified!" Su Yu left with a sword.

The sword with a length of hundreds of feet was dragged to the ground and pulled out a long spark.

Then, a sword cut in the past.

凛冽 Extreme sword energy, wherever you go!

The two collided in vain and disappeared.

But Su Yu was more than killing, the long sword in his hand stabbed in the air.

Jiulong Ancient God's horizontal sword was blocked on his chest, and his eyebrows were raised slightly.

Ding--

The ten-colored long sword was blocked and could not enter.

The ancient **** of Kowloon glanced at Qin Xianer.

At this moment, the breath of the nine ancient gods in her body is getting stronger and stronger.

With a soothing expression on his face, he said lightly: "Holy body, don't waste any effort, the return of Jiuyou God is the return of God's fate, you ..."

The voice did not fall.

He suddenly heard a clear sound.

But seeing the blood-stained sword that ran across his chest, it cracked!

Look at the Baizhang sword in the hands of Su Yu.

The black light inside was twice as thick and occupied half of all colors.

And Su Yu's body surface began to change strangely.

On its surface, a layer of gloomy color began to appear.

That's petrochemical!

Petrified body began to appear!

As petrified as a stone fetus!

Click

The long sword on the chest of Jiulong ancient **** was broken, and the sword of Baizhang was stabbed on the body of Jiulong ancient god.

铿 ——

However, the physical rigidity of the ancient God of Kowloon is beyond imagination.

Su Yu has already used the Eucharist like this, so why ca n’t he have the ancient God of Kowloon!

There was a slight scorn in the corner of the latter's mouth: "Finally feeling despair? I said, you know nothing about the ancient **** who lives!"

His body was soaked by Dao Yuan.

Has long been beyond the scope of the current injury.

In the world, few people can hurt her ~ www.novelhall.com ~ Unfortunately.

Su Yu is not one of them.

Su Yu's eyes were cold, and for some reason, some went into a violent cruelty.

In her long golden hair, a strange strand of lacquer black appeared!

Those long black hairs seem to be still burning ...

"Really?" His heart was beating fast, and he was about to reach his limit.

At this moment, most of the ten colorful swords were reduced to black.

puff--

The cold sword tip broke the body of the ancient **** of Jiulong and pierced him.

Deep pain, severely stinging the soul of the ancient God of Jiulong.

The last few chapters have been particularly difficult to write and strive to resume normal updates tomorrow.