v2 Chapter 1712： 3. 4

The fox man also smiled and said, "I think so, we don't have to worry too much, and we don't have to be too disappointed. Before we had been waiting for the twenty-three statues to change, I haven't appeared yet, as long as the secret is not closed, there is still a hint of possible predictions."

When I heard the words, everyone thought about it, and the mood was a little better. I almost forgot the hidden horrible character. He was also very hopeful to pull out the sword of the King of Kings. Maybe it was the prophet.

The eyes of the audience are now concentrated on Zhao Wei, but not to see how Zhao Wei pulled the sword, but to see how Zhao Yu is ugly, how to find himself dead.

There was no change in Zhao’s expression. With a lightness, he walked slowly to the sword of Wanwang.

Everyone looked at Zhao Wei's sword close to the king's sword, and his heart was tense. He waited for the sword of the king, broke out the terrorist power, repelled, and even killed Zhao Wei.

Zhao Wei walked forward step by step, and finally stepped into the scope of the sword of Kings.

"boom!"

A roaring sound, a huge momentum broke out, a three-meter-high golden arrogance ignited from the sword of Wanwang, set off a strong storm and spread to the surrounding.

Everyone smiled, and some people couldn't help but yell, saying that he should not go. Now that he has caused such a big reaction from the sword of the king, then he is not as simple as a ugly one, and may be in danger.

Standing around some of the most recent arrogance, I was also wary of being careful, lest the terrorist power of the King of Kings spread to them.

This is the sword of the king, the sacred object of the whole alien, and the most horrible thing, they dare not have a little vision, because it may be killed.

Zhao Wei did not care about the horror fluctuations emitted by the sword of Wan Wang. He lifted his footsteps and continued to move forward. The people tightened in a moment and couldn’t help but retreat, as if they had seen the sword of the next king’s sword erupting with great horror.

However, everything went beyond everyone's expectations. Zhao Wei did not have any things before going on. This made countless people look blank and still didn't understand what was going on. It was clear that the sword of Wanwang had such a strong wave of volatility. Why didn't he attack Zhao Wei?

Zhao Wei did not care about the eyes of the people. Step by step, he came to the sword of Wanwang and held out a hand to hold the hilt.

Surrounded by the blind and the stands, countless people stared at the scene in front of them. They couldn't think of it. Zhao Wei was not attacked. Instead, he could touch the sword of Wang Wang. What happened in the end?

Zhao Wei just touched the blade and felt familiar. Isn't that the power to guide himself to challenge the ten great arrogance?

Now holding the sword with his own hands, Zhao Wei can feel the horrible power of this sword. He looks serious and stands in front of the sword. He holds the sword in both hands, closes his eyes and gently exhales a breath.

Everyone looked at him, looked shocked, and said, "He won't want to pull the sword too? How can a ghost family pull out the holy sword of the aliens? It is a miracle not to let him touch the sword of the king." ”

Now everyone's brain is in chaos, and I don't know why. Why is Zhao Qi's ghost family going forward, the sword of Wan Wang did not repel Zhao Wei, as if he still let him pull the sword, but he is not a different race!

Gently exhaled a breath, Zhao Yu opened his eyes at once, flashed a light, a detached momentum spread out, hands clenched the hilt and pulled up hard.

"Hey!"

A huge sword rang, and a huge sword storm spread and attacked all around.

Countless people were horrified, and they never thought that the sword of the king would have been really pulled out by the man. This inch is a little more than the previous son, indicating that the person may have more potential than the Son, or more powerful.

At this time, Zhao Wei also felt the terrible falling power of the sword. Both hands clasped the hilt and could fall back to the ground if he was not careful.

"boom!"

Zhao Wei did not cover up in a single way, and burst out of the power of the blood of the Holy Spirit. A huge black arrogance ignited from the body of Zhao Wei, with a force that transcended everything and overtook the Emperor.

Standing on one side of the blood-stricken teenager, a pair of eyes looked at Zhao Wei with some surprise, and found that Zhao Sheng’s holy breath is really stronger than him. What is the sacred person in front of him?

"Hey!"

A sword screamed at a time, and a much larger sword gas storm spread and attacked all around.

The sword was pulled out a little more than an inch. Now it is still a little more than two inches. Everyone looks at Zhao Wei with an unbelievable look. Can the person in front of this ghost family really pull out the sword of the alien king?

At this time, Zhao Wei felt the enormous strength of the sword of the King of Kings. If you don’t try your best to hold the sword, the sword might fall back, and at this time you want to pull out the sword~www.novelhall.com ~ It has also become very difficult.

"what!"

Zhao Wei held the sword in both hands and screamed loudly, bursting out with a terrible momentum. The power of the totem in the body was automatically stimulated. Zhao Hao’s back radiated countless colors of light, and thirty-four different ethnic breaths came out.

Oh...

The back shot of thirty-four different colors of light, these thirty-four streams of light shot into the sky, turned into a figure of thirty-four races, there are dragons, rats, lions, giants, cats, kobolds, elves ......

Thirty-four figures represent thirty-four big people, standing in the sky, forming a circle, the center is Zhao Wei below.

Now this scene has made countless people even more shocked. Why does that person have so many totem powers, why haven't the breath of thirty-four races, and why the light that shines will form thirty-four races.

Everyone did not understand, and his mind was shocked.

At this time, Zhao Wei was squatting, holding the sword tightly with both hands, trying to pull the sword up and down.

The thirty-four figure standing in the sky burst into a powerful momentum, and the body radiated all kinds of light.

"Hey!"

A sword and a cracked stone wear gold, resounding between the heavens and the earth, countless golden swords are shining, a horrible golden sword storm, with terrible power, attacking all around, countless people panic directly move back.

What is even more incredible is that the ghost family actually pulled out the sword of the king, and the prophecy of the first king of kings was realized today, and the sword of the king that could not be pulled out is now true. Being pulled out.

The person in front of him is the prophet, the king of the king of the future, the most noble person of the alien, and the owner of the entire alien, leading the people of countless aliens to glory.