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On the battlefield, Duan Lingfeng has already handed in the cold old man.
Cold Man Old Man Although it is Divine Monarch Powerhouse, Duan Lingfeng is ranked first in the true god list, and it is enough to fight it, and it will not be defeated in a short time.
“Lord, you are fairly said that Lord is the first true god in the ages, and the person who is now with him, its Strength seems to be slightly stronger than him, is he the Supreme Being Expert in Legendary?” Luo Tianhong could not help but ask .
“Yes, it’s Supreme Being Expert,” replied Jian Wushuang.
“It’s really.” Luo Tianhong took a breath.
Supreme Being Expert, Supreme Being Expert, the number of people in Myth who are in the country for a long time, is definitely a character in Myth.
“Section Lord is a true god, but it can be like this with Supreme Being Expert in Legendary. The first true god of the ages, the name is well-deserved.” Luo Tianhong praised.
“Jian Wushuang, let’s do it, or your friend is afraid that it won’t last for too long.”
“Én. ”Jian Wushuang is slightly nodded.
Immediately after the smashing of the king, it has returned to the body of Jian Wushuang.
“Autumn, you stay with the little fellow on the spaceship,” said Jian Wushuang.
“Yes.” Autumn months nodded.
And Jian Wushuang plundered the giant Continent that was directly facing forward with Jianyi.
At the same time as stepping into the Continent, the ceremonial ceremonial terrifying was directly vented from Jian Wushuang.
This power of the gods is ten times stronger than the savage Old Man’s full power.
God is like a prison, completely covering the entire land.
Many of the people on the land, including the people who won the palace, were terrified.
And this terrifying Shenwei, finally alerted a Powerhouse hidden in the deepest part of Continent.
I saw a strong temperament bursting out of the air. From the deepest part of the land, that is, in the nest of the palace, several figures rushed.
At the beginning of the cold old man, a total of seven figures floated in Heaven and Earth.
It’s like seven Heavenly Gods.
“So many people?” Jian Wushuang looked stunned.
He knows that there are some bloodhouses in the palace, and even Supreme Being Expert, but he did not expect that a small palace will have a full seven Supreme Being Expert!
Most importantly, these seven Supreme Being Experts are not only Divine Monarch, Divine Monarch is only four people, and the remaining three are three of the three gods! !
The three great emperors, the four Divine Monarch, this is the tyrannical lineup that appears in front of Jian Wushuang.
Among the three great emperors, headed by a golden gowned man wearing a bloody ghost mask, the golden robe mask man stood there, which brought some pressure to Jian Wushuang, no doubt, this golden robe The mask man is a god of the heavens! ! !
“Good guy, this small temple in the smashing palace is really capable. It has even accommodated seven great gods, even one of the gods of Peak.” Jian Wushuang smiled and smiled cold, like a blade.
And these seven Supreme Being Experts are all glaring at Jian Wushuang.
Among them, the golden robe mask man was exposed outside, and the pair of golden eyes with strange looks, while Sen cold looked at Jian Wushuang, with endless grievances.
“You are Jian Wushuang !!!” The golden robe mask man’s voice is cold and the air is solidified instantly.
“Know me? It seems that I am in the bloody door, and I have a certain reputation.” Jian Wushuang touched his nose.
“The seventh bloody Master of this bloody door!” The golden robe mask man stared at Jian Wushuang, and his body was swept away. “Jian Wushuang, this seat has finally found you, and my life is coming!!”
Jian Wushuang.
“Your son? Could it be the one who is under the head of Mu Hong?”
Jian Wushuang and the bloody door have dealt with each other, but the bloodhouse really died in his hands of the Powerhouse, only the one who is under the command of Mu Hong.
Moreover, Jian Wushuang always felt that the head of Mu Hong should have some background. Now, his background should be his father, that is, the golden robe mask man in front of him.
“There is a father of the god of the gods, no wonder that the grandmother of Muhong will be as arrogant.” Jian Wushuang smiled.
“Speak less nonsense, I will take revenge for me today!”
“kill!”
The golden robe mask man sang low, and the breath of the Peak of the Emperor of the Peak instantly locked in to Jian Wushuang. His body suddenly skyrocketed and directly rose to a height of ten feet. The draped in Golden Robes swept into the endless gold cloud.
A huge golden mountain rumbling, also appeared above the sky above the sky.
The golden mountains are infinitely magnified, and the vastness of the heaven and earth is crushed. At this moment, it is also oppressed by Jian Wushuang.
Looking at the golden mountain above, Jian Wushuang couldn’t help but shrink.
When the golden mountains came to oppress him, he clearly sensed an extremely violent repressive force.
Not surprisingly, this golden mountain is a very rare treasure of repression, and this power has reached the level of chaos.
“Chaos God treasure, this is rare, and the chaos of the repressive class is even rare.” Jian Wushuang muttered, even though he was under the golden mountains, there was a slight sense of crisis.
“My seven stars are completely collapsed. The power of the ancient Bloodline has been slightly restored. The Strength is not the most Peak state. It is a disadvantage for the seventh Palace Master with the suppression of Chaos.”
Jian Wushuang thought about turning, but immediately looked at the sword next to it.
“This person, handed it to you, killed him!” Jian Wushuang said.
“Yes.” Sword one respected nodded, and immediately Xue Yun rolled.
The bloody fog gathers in the sky, and in a moment it is a bloody ocean of Success, which completely includes the huge golden mountain.
The golden mountain power shows that it is vast and sturdy, but it is crushed and bombarded in the bloody sea, but it seems to be bombarded on a cotton.
“What?” The golden mask man, that is, the seventh Palace Master complexion, couldn’t help but look at the sword.
But the sword did not stop at all, and the figure was illusory, and it was already attacked by the seventh Palace Master.
“Humph!”
The seventh Palace Master coldly snorted, before the sword approached, he turned his hand and took out a large print.
On this big print, there is a golden dragon, the atmosphere is strong, and it is a very special chaotic treasure of the Blade.
With the seventh Palace Master’s handprint, Dafa broke out with a golden glow, and the golden dragon on the big seal instantly survived.
“Roar!!!”
The thrilling dragon echoes Heaven and Earth.
This golden dragon has skyrocketed in an instant, containing imposing and majestic momentum, and directly attacked the sword.
This Golden Dragon alone, the feeling of Jian Wushuang, is enough to compete with the general Peak.
“This seventh Palace Master, the treasures in his hands are so much?” Jian Wushuang innermost feelings surprised.
(End of this chapter)
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