Lord Xue Ying

"This Dongbo Snow Eagle strength has reached this level." Zeno King is leaning against the black stone wall, but in his heart is a huge wave of waves. "The power completely crushes me, far beyond me! Even if the realm is much weaker than me." With this horrible power alone, he is also able to match the mighty! But he is only a triple god! The Triple Heavenly God is against the mighty, and the Four Heavens God is still there?"

The four heavenly gods are the fastest time for strength improvement, because they will touch the analogy, master a door and a **** of mind, and even the realm can be improved in the realm! Therefore, it is common for the four heavens to go to the top of the world. Some of the history is extremely tyrannical, like the Tianyun Emperor and so on, and even the four heavens can kill the mighty!

And the legendary existence of Zhushan Mansion! It is also the body of the four heavens, and is honored as one of the three ancestors in the **** side of the gods, and even the longevity is outrageous.

"This Dongbo Snow Eagle is too powerful. It will not be difficult to be detached into a powerful power in the future. I believe that it is expected to become a Sayādaw." Zeno King secretly said that his attitude towards Dongbo Snow Eagle changed. Unless he really has the treasure that makes him detach from his hopes, he really does not want to offend the East Snow Eagle.

After all, this time he also helped the Jiuyang Palace master, he is also impossible to capture the real artifact.

"His Royal Highness, your secret technique of manipulating the flames is really powerful." A hoarse voice with strange fluctuations echoed in the passage.

"It is the old mother of the dead tree." Zeno King immediately knew, but secretly sneered, this dead tree old mother must be a big loss.

Hey! ! ! ! ! !

A strong and sturdy ash tree roots across the sky, the world is faintly discolored, as if each tree root contains endless rules and mystery, Dongbo Snow Eagle knows at a glance, this time is the true body of the dead tree Come, her real strength is much stronger, especially these roots have not been divided into countless tentacles, only the main siege, is able to live their own flames.

"Be careful, don't touch it hard." Zeno King still heard the sound.

"Oh." The dead tree is holding a cane. The huge taupe roots of her hair have been besieged. She is full of anger at this moment, to maintain the face of her powerful, and does not care about the words of Zeno.

"The dead tree and the old mother. For the sake of the Jiuyang Palace, is it worth it?" The Dongbo Snow Eagle pistol suddenly screamed with both hands, and when the roaring, the pike was also rapidly rising, and it was soaring. Beaten up, there is a circle of darkness around the rifle, but the end of the darkness is endless light, but the old mother of the tree is dismissive.

On the realm, she is too far away from her.

Her tricks seem to be ordinary, but in reality, many rules are merged into one.

"啪啪啪~" The long gun roared, and the roots of the tree were also violently raging, and they wanted to in turn entangle the Dongbo Snow Eagle and take it down. But when the long guns were smashed on the roots of the trees, the taupe roots broke directly one by one. This makes the old face of the dead tree change greatly, and even the manipulation of some taupe roots changes the move and becomes feminine.

The long gun has been crushed to the dead tree and the old mother. After all, the strong man made a move, and a mistake was immediately at a disadvantage. She even waved the wooden cane in her hand to resist.

Hey~

The dead tree and the old man flew back to the unloading force, and then some of them fell to the ground. She was shocked to see the Dongbo Snow Eagle in the distance. If she said that she was out of the way at the beginning, then the last use of crutches was really going all out, but it was still suppressed. She immediately understood: "This is the power of my uncle, and I am almost the same in power."

It is slow to say.

The dead tree and the old mother appeared, and they made a move. Then it was suppressed and repelled. It is a matter of moments!

"I am not malicious." The dead tree and the old mother shouted.

Dongbo Snow Eagle.

I saw a figure suddenly appearing next to the dead tree. This is a figure shrouded in a purple robe. He is also covered on his head and has a purple **** on his face. A pair of eyes are golden, with a smile: "His Royal Highness, the dead tree is indeed not malicious, I want to help His Royal Highness, to avoid the killing of Jiuyang."

"You are the purple robe witch?" Dongbo Snow Eagle was surprised.

Purple robe witch.

It is an extremely powerful and powerful person in the sacred temple of the three major forces of the gods. He also rises from the material world. In the mortal world of material circles, he nicknamed 'Zi Pao'. It seems that Zi Pao has a special meaning in his hometown. He has been studying voodoo, rarely coming out to take risks, and he is extremely high in voodoo. He even transformed his body with voodoo, and he has a very strong voodoo.

He is also recognized as a near-sacred-level existence, and is the same as the Jiuyang Palace Lord and the ancient Tibetan Emperor!

The Jiuyang Palace Lord and the Ancient Tibetan Emperor are the pro-disciples of the Space-Time Island Master and the Blood Blade God Emperor, so they can be close to the Supreme Power. But the purple robe witch is really relying on himself. He is immersed in the study of voodoo. It is normal for a study of billions of years.

"I didn't expect my name to know my name. Haha, I haven't been walking outside for a long time. Your Highness, now is not the time to chat. I will leave with my Highness, but good? Jiuyang can be reached soon." The purple robe said. .

"You don't have to worry about the Witch." Dongbo Xueying smiled.

The purple robe witch gently shook his head: "No trouble."

The voice just fell.

Dongbo Snow Eagle felt a dizzy dizziness. Fortunately, he cultivated the "Devil's Body", his body cultivation is extremely tyrannical, he is stronger than many powerful people, and he is more tolerant. Although he has a sense of dizziness, he still maintains Being awake, destroying the Legionnaires is not so good.

"Not good." Dongbo Snow Eagle immediately retreated at his feet.

"Well?" The purple robe witch was surprised, that is, the ordinary big-powered people are afraid that they will immediately fall into a coma. Is this Dongbo Snow Eagle actually resisting? This body is also too strong to resist voodoo.

The Dongbo Snow Eagle has regressed and its speed has soared.

The purple robe witch wants to catch up and has to toss time, and time is not enough.

Hey.

An indifferent young man flew in from a distance, with a suffocating face on his face, and glanced at the dead tree and the old mother. The dead tree was standing next to the purple robe witch, and even laughed: "The old woman has a request for the emperor. So the palace owner can't help it."

The main body of Jiuyang Palace looks cold to the purple robe witch, low: "Zi Pao, you have to fight with me? You are a voodoo, but also grab the real artifact?"

"Every piece of real artifact has its own way. I am stuck in the bottleneck, and I can't improve it any more. I can only learn from one or two. Maybe I can touch it and let me step out of that step." It is the face of purple **** pattern with a smile. "Jiuyang, you sometimes pass the school to the empty island master, but if you really fight with me, I am afraid that I will take away the next to you, so I advise you to give up."

“Is it?” The eyes of Jiuyang Palace’s main eyes rose.

The two of them are facing each other.

The horror air machine makes the surrounding dead tree and the old Zen and the Zeno kings feel tight. These two are all extremely powerful, and the combat power is almost equal. The ordinary and powerful can't fight with them.

"You should know that you want to be very low." The purple robe is still indifferent.

The Lord of Jiuyang Palace is killing more and more.

He knows that the two sides of the combat power are quite the same, but the purple robe witch is really step by step, and there is nothing to learn. There are many means to rely on such a force, and his means are very many! Like some avatars, he is much stronger than his Jiuyanggong master. The two robbed the Dongbo Snow Eagle. The heart of Jiuyang Palace also understands that his hopes for success are probably less than 10%.

"It seems that I still have to do it." The golden robe of the purple robe of the emperor began to have countless lines of circulation, and he was clearly seen around the rules of the world, and the murder began to rise.

In the distance, Dongbo Snow Eagle also felt threatened. He said: "I am a big brother, I can't resist these two!"

"call."

A figure appeared next to the Dongbo Snow Eagle, which is the sorcerer.

"Give it to me, rest assured, very fast."

The fire sorcerer grinned and revealed his white teeth.

Then he walked directly through the void, and the Jiuyang Palace master and the purple robe witch in the distance felt a strong sense of crisis at the same time. It seemed that there was a huge sun star approaching, and they both turned around and looked around. I saw the figure in the distant body bathing in the blazing flame walking on the void. He was majestic and dressed in a simple, revealing redness, red hair, red beard, red eyebrows, like a flame. Dominant.

His eyes looked over, and the eyes seemed to be filled with endless volcanoes.

"The fire sorcerer!" The purple robe witch and the Jiuyang Palace were shocked.

The sorcerer, it is an extremely ancient sacred class, and the sage is also the first master of the abyss of the gods. The sorcerer lived for too long and the strength was extremely tyrannical. When Qingjun had not yet risen, the sorcerer was one of the most powerful sages. At that time, Ponty had to rely slightly on After the station.

"Dongbo Snow Eagle is my brother, life and death brother!" The fire stalwart body full of flames, the pressure of the release of the eyelids overwhelming.

"Are you rolling yourself? Or are you playing?" The sound of the sorcerer's voice is like a thunder, rolling in.

** (to be continued.)