Dragon Blood Emperor

The eight-armed magical soldiers held by the eight-armed evil spirit masters are all extremely powerful soldiers. They have a powerful power of extreme killing. Eight extremely powerful soldiers are killed, as if even the **** king can destroy them. !!

Today's wind is broken, the swords are broken into halves, lying on the ground bloody, there is no resistance, only waiting for the death and destruction to shroud!

"Emperor Ben Shao killed many human races. You are the strongest one. If you let Emperor Ben Shao use the power of evil spirits, you will be honored to die!"

Eight-armed evil spirit master smiled coldly!

"Hahaha, our eight-armed evil spirits are primitive protoss. They are inherently stronger than humans. A subordinate tribe of a **** ancestor looks at provoking the majesty of my eight-armed evil spirits. It is purely death!"

On the viewing platform, the strong men of the eight-armed evil spirits looked at the impending blood scene and laughed wildly.

"To shut up!"

The sword has an exaggerated sword, and the killing intention is extremely extreme!

Bang!

And below, the eight-armed evil spirit master also cut off the extremely powerful soldiers, enough to let the wind die for hundreds of times, and everyone knows the end of the wind!

The endless sword awns, sword lights, axe shadows, etc. all cover hundreds of feet, making people feel dazzling!

Bang!

With the sound of a tremor, a beam of **** divine light also emerged from the dazzling extreme light!

The entire grave battlefield was violently chopped by the eight extreme magical soldiers, as if it was about to crack!

The wind must!

Sword extraordinary and others immediately stood up, bloodshot eyes, staring at the ruined area!

"Ha ha ha! Die!"

The strong men of the eight-armed evil spirits also laughed!

"It seems that these eight-armed evil spirits are indeed powerful!"

The figures on the viewing platform all nodded, and did not believe any miracles at all!

but--

But when they were discussing, they did not see the beam of blood red rushing out, suspended on the side of the grave battlefield, and turned into a **** sword like a world-wide magic sword!

The eyes of all the figures were attracted by the explosion. It was not until the shock and the storm ceased that the body of the eight-armed evil spirit master appeared, but there was no figure of wind.

Not even in the slag, everyone watching took a deep breath!

In the field, the eight-armed evil spirit master also turned his head and stared directly at the blood-stained magic sword in the void behind him, attracting everyone's attention!

I saw the **** sword that was flowing, constantly tumbling, pouring into the blood knife!

"and many more……"

Ren Pingsheng held the sword extraordinary, his eyes stared in astonishment on the **** Gai Shi sword!

"He ... wasn't dead!"

Shen Gongbao also noticed something and immediately laughed!

I saw that as the blood poured in, the blood-stained giant knife finally showed a figure, which was the figure of Feng Jue, and the blood kept pouring into his body.

Immediately, he raised his head and looked at the Eight-armed Evil Master. He walked towards him, but said coldly: "Your strength is really terrible, far better than me. Unfortunately, your nonsense Too many! "

"you……"

The eight-armed evil spirit master glared, one arm lifted sharply, pointing at the wind, but it was lifted, the eight arms broke instantly, and blood splattered!

On that skull, a crack kept rolling outwards, and blood puffed out. The whole body of the **** fell forward with the stunned gaze of all the figures!

"This this……"

"What happened?"

All the figures failed to respond, and it was unclear that the miracle really happened!

Ren Ren's life, extraordinary sword, Shen Gongbao, and others all lived by accident!

"Impossible, how could it--"

The smile on the face of the strong man of the eight-armed evil spirits was frozen and frozen, and he looked at the fallen master, who had fallen to the ground, without turning back to God!

The eight-armed evil spirit master, but the peak of the **** ancestor, can kill the existence of the **** king, can be said to have challenged more than 10,000 games in the grave battlefield, it can be said that there are few strong ones to match!

Not to mention a human race that is weaker than Xiuwei and combat power!

Did not make them want to understand, Feng Jue has come to the corpse of the eight-armed evil spirit master, looking at the extreme **** soldiers all over the ground, his look only eased up a bit!

"Some vice gods of the Lingxiao Army will still lack Jidao Shenbing, these eight Jidao Shenbing are good!"

The wind must collect these extreme soldiers directly, and under the watch of everyone, they took out the treasures and market points of the eight-armed evil spirit master!

Immediately, after gaining the market value of the challenge and the power of that market, he immediately looked to Ren Pingsheng and others on the stage, and his face was full of confidence of victory!

The endless forging and grinding made him condense a strong and terrible sword and demon heart. This moment of the sword and demon heart is the ultimate manifestation of the sword and demon body, and it is integrated into the endless killing sword!

This is his most terrible move, and the most life-saving one. It is the most lethal blow to the eight-armed evil spirit master!

Collect everything before he turns and leaves the grave battlefield!

"What is the Xiaoxiao Army, this guy is weird!"

The figures on the viewing platform all looked at the back of the wind absolutely!

"Jack, junk!"

And the strong men of the eight-armed evil spirits are roaring and angry, their young master was killed by an insignificant tribe, which is simply a shame!

The wind never left the grave battlefield, and the strong of the eight-armed evil spirits killed directly!

"Boy, give us the young master's life!"

One of the god-level eight-armed evil spirits directly jumped over the crowd, their fists hit the wind fiercely, and eight fists bombarded all directions and attacked suddenly, so that the wind never reacted!

However, someone is faster!

Bang!

Ren Pingsheng ripped open the void, stepped on the side of the eight-armed evil spirit family of **** kings, grabbed the palm of his hand, and immediately grabbed one of his arms!

"You want to fight, I'll accompany you, get in!"

Ren Pingsheng's eyes revealed a hint of coldness, and the eight-armed evil spirit family of **** king strongman turned his head to look at Ren Pingsheng, and then he was dragged by Ren Pingsheng into the grave battlefield!

Bang!

The figure on the viewing platform has not yet disappeared ~ www.NovelMTL.com ~ and then I heard a slamming noise, a strong man of the eight-armed evil spirits flew into it, smashing the void severely!

A flowing figure also entered into it!

It is Ren Pingsheng!

"Who are you, dare to care about my eight-armed evil spirits!"

The god-king powerful stepped out of the void indifferently, staring at Ren Pingsheng's eyes flashing with extreme murderous power.

"Tianting Lingxiao Army General, Ren Pingsheng!"

Ren Pingsheng spit out a cold voice, suddenly drew his sword and moved, the smoke and rain vanished in the void, and the sword swept across the world. He went straight to the **** king and killed him!

"Heaven, Ling Xiaojun!"

At this point, everyone knows that this person is absolutely the same as the previous wind, and they are all people in heaven!

(End of this chapter)