v16 Chapter 36： Burly

Purple Wind Road

"You will regret it soon!"

The burly old man was indifferent, stepped on his feet, punched the ground, and the law of the magic road spread. This fist, the rumbling air roared fiercely, like a mountain, blasting towards the purple wind.

The power of the great Holy Spirit is much stronger than Mingsheng. roar!

In Zifeng's corpse, there was a dragon screaming, and Zifeng was imprisoning prisoners in heaven.

There is no monument to this boxing, but Zifeng's fist seems to have become a monument to prisoners. Even the color on the fist is like the color of the prisoner's monument.

Prosperity!

The fists of the two people bombed together, and a terrible roar and a terrible shock wave burst out of the fists of the two and rushed to both sides.

The clouds in the sky were smashed directly by the shock wave, as if they were smashed by a knife.

A magical mountain was swept by the shock wave and erupted directly.

Hey-hey!

These two numbers are shapes, recede, and separate.

Oh.

Many people breathed the cold air and looked at Zifeng strangely.

Abnormal, enchanting, and terrible, only Ming Sheng Xiaocheng can actually cross the entire realm and fight against the Great Sage.

Crossing a large field, what this concept is, they don't need to say that they have seen it, even if they have never heard of it, there is no such record in Cangzhou's classics.

Ming Sheng Xiaocheng is very different from Dasheng Xiaocheng. The powerful Master Shengcheng can shoot a blockbuster Ming Sheng Xiaocheng with one slap, but now, Zifeng can bring an incredible power with Dasheng Xiaocheng and it is difficult to fall.

Tianyu Demon Lord Lord, God God Lord and others broke out in the eyes of amazing killing, Zifeng, don't kill, because if this goes on, it will not last long. They will all be surpassed by Zifeng and wait to be killed by Zifeng.

Zifeng must be killed.

"Great Holy Land, what power is this?"

Zifeng opened faintly.

"Hurricane, kill!"

This burly old head is holding a battle axe in his hand like a wild animal, the battle axe is very high. In the sky, a huge giant axe was formed.

Above the giant axe, a magical light blooms, surrounding the law, and a terrifying atmosphere permeates all directions.

This is a terrible magic technique.

It is not difficult to enter the great saint, it is just a matter of strength and weakness.

"cut!"

The burly old man, waving his arm, the huge axe violently downwards, as if in a clearing, could destroy everything.

At this moment, Zifeng's body was shining with light. There are a total of one hundred and eight bright spots. At each point of light, a sacred soldier is flying.

There are 108 holy soldiers, surrounded by the purple wind.

In Zifeng's palm, there was a sword, the sword was shattering, and his breathing was amazing. This is the great holy soldier.

This great holy sergeant fought against the Son of God and was obtained from the Son of God.

Last month, while fully understanding the chaos and robbery, Zifeng also spent time training soldiers.

Now, Zifeng has entered the sacred realm, and gradually grows with the development of the spiritual body. Zifeng breathed a sigh of relief. In the shackles of the body, one hundred and eighty sacred soldiers were sealed, and one of them was a sacred soldier.

One hundred and eight sacred soldiers, the spirit of war gathered together, the strong to the extreme.

Zifeng was holding a large holy war sword, and a sword was thrown out. A sword rushed into the sky, squatting with a giant axe.

Prosperity!

In the void, the giant axe slammed together with the giant swordsman, making a terrible roar, and then they collapsed and no one had the upper hand. "kill!"

Zifeng took a sip and stepped on the other side.

call out! call out! .

The soul was moved, and the holy soldiers around the body rushed to the other side.

The burly old man shouted, the battle axe waved his hand, a warrior flew up, and Zifeng held the sword and rushed towards it. The sword is very bright, and the milky white light shines on it.

when!

The two men once again lashed out at a move and still split evenly.

Zifeng's body retreated, his footsteps were in the void, and he killed the other side. The same is true on the other side. The two fought fiercely. The sword and the battle axe kept colliding, sparks were shining, and the air seemed to be blowing. Angry.

The whole audience, silent and silent, watched for a while.

Many people are numb, they feel numb to the power of Zifeng.

Is there a Lusheng who can't get Zifeng?

Do you need a stronger shooting? The shame is too great.

God of God, his face is more gloomy, because the big sacred soldier in Zifeng’s hands is the son of God, this is the son he gave to God, but now he falls into Zifeng’s hands and becomes a weapon Zifeng

Zifeng and this burly old man, the two of them were hit hard, were very direct, and immediately fought dozens of moves.

This burly old man is getting more and more shocked, the more he fights, the more anxious his heart becomes.

A great saint, a young man, he is a holy holy saint, an active battle, unable to accept it, this has not happened in the history of Cangzhou.

His offense became more and more violent.

when!

Zifeng played another match with the other side, and the number dropped again. At this moment, Zifeng's eyes became dark, like two deep pools, unfathomable.

At this time, the burly old man seemed to find that Zifeng had disappeared. There was a dragon between the sky and the earth, rushing towards him.

"Imagine breaking it for me!"

The burly old man yelled at the soul of the sea, swept out the battle axe in his hand and shattered everything.

This trick is a soul illusion, originally obtained from Qiu Yingying.

Hey!

After the soul illusion was implemented, Zifeng stepped out and killed the burly old man.

"not good!"

Those who watched the war, especially those of the Tianyu Demon Sect, changed their faces.

They saw that the burly old man suddenly slammed into the air, and Luming's body soon arrived, and the other side seemed to have no response.

Hey!

With a sword, Zifeng assassinated the burly old man.

"roll!"

At this time, the burly old man seemed to be able to feel the crisis. The battle axe came to Zifeng and squatted on the sword, blocking the blow of Zifeng.

"It seems that my soul is not enough!"

Zifeng whispered.

Due to the fusion of the subject, Zifeng's soul is soaring. Now it is equivalent to the soul of a big born and a little, but the other party is also a cultivation of big and little. The soul is not weaker than him. Although Zifeng used a soul illusion to make the opponent hallucinate, the opponent could still feel it in the face of a fatal blow. ,, ..