This point comes out, as if the momentum between heaven and earth has changed, and the white true light cuts open the space, as if a giant has poked out its finger from the other side of the space to crush the clock into a fragment.

"That is the Fangling finger of the wind, and only the fissure blood can be exhibited!"

"Isn't the fissure bloodline the imperial bloodline?"Does this wind control the blood of the emperor?”

"Following the wind of the godless wind is of the same class of blood!To provoke such a godly kingdom to be proud, this boy will undoubtedly die.”

Perceiving the terrible breath that broke out on the wind, there were many warriors who were shocked, and the eyes that looked away from the clock were a little more pitiful.

Although guessing what hands and feet may be in the back, under the strength of the wind, they did not dare to say anything more.

No matter what the truth is, it no longer matters, when the clock left the wind shadow, it has decided its fate.

“The clock, brother!”

Qin Ming, who stood in the back, did not know what to do at this moment, he was able to stand up and speak when the clock was framed, but he could not do it to the wind as a royal!

In addition to his own strength, he is a warrior who participated in the test on behalf of the Xuan Yin Empire, and what he has done in this ancient land needs to consider the consequences.

The clock chasing the wind shadow was finally aware of this dangerous breath, and it was not too impulsive, and soon stopped in shape and turned its head to resist the Sanskrit finger.

“Is that the power of space?”

Feeling the power of the Van Gogh finger to tear the space, the clock is also shocked in the eyes.

This wind is not lost to one of the kingdoms of the kingdom of God, and the resulting magic actually has such high power.

Under this magical martial arts, which also has space power, Zhong Yuan undoubtedly feels the pressure.

Although he also felt a sense of the power of space in the turbulence of space, he clearly felt that his strength was limited at this moment.

That is to say, because of tearing the space, he had no way to escape the attack of the wind by the power of the realized space.

Since you can't hide, there is only hard work!

At this moment, the clock centrifugal is a decision, the dragon is crazy into the basalt dragon gun, once again there is a bright light shining.

Dragons in the sky!

A trace of the true dragon is concentrated on the tip of the gun, and it is so straight toward the Van Gogh finger, like an unsatisfied mad dragon, to bloom its own brilliance at this moment.

Bam

The two gods suddenly hit together in the air, as if a storm had formed in space, and the true wave of terror spread like crazy around.

At this moment, all the warriors seem to see the space being torn and distorted, pulling out the energy storm formed by the real turbulence.

This energy storm, like an open monster mouth, so unforgiven the body that it completely devoured the separated body, and almost can imagine what kind of treatment it will be.

The fissure blood of the wind clan, the rumor has the power to tear space, and this time they finally saw the terrifying power.

The ideal asked himself, if in the face of this trick to change to their own, I am afraid that has already been torn into pieces by the power of space.

They were also glad that they did not go to the wind clan in the beginning.

This kind of blood force is too terrible.

Shout!

But just when everyone thought that the clock was about to be beheaded by the wind on the spot, in the terrible real storm, there was suddenly a clear sound of dragons.

The eyes of the people were raised to see that the shape of a tenacious dragon had torn out the energy storm, and with the untamed arrogance, it swooped out again.

No one thought that the power of the true yuan of the clock actually withstands the power of space torn!

“What martial arts is this guy cultivating?Not even my Sanskrit finger can annihilate it?”

Even the eyes of the wind are full of shock, and it is not at all that it is thought that the true element of the clock will contain such a terrible power.

You know, he is a royal family of the kingdom of God, and the magic martial arts that he cultivates does not know how many times stronger than the other, and he will not be able to gain an advantage in the fight.

In a reasonable sense, the highest practice practiced by the martial arts of Dongxuan is only a heavenly practice, and it is the most common among the kingdom of the Red Sun.

But the powerful magic that this clock is displayed from the moment is not at all like the power that the heavenly method can have, and even the power of fissing the blood can not destroy it.

Van Gogh's Hands!

Seeing that the dragon shadow was about to fall on himself, the windy face finally changed, and when the crazy back was taken again, another terrible real palm and the shape of the dragon hit together.

Relying on the strength of this explosion again, the wind finally reluctantly blocked the other side's attack, but was forced to retreat for several steps.

Standing on the ground again, the windy look is obviously a little confused, and the face has become irony at this moment.

His pride, his self-confidence, was completely broken in this shot.

A Dongxuan disciple actually completely suppressed his fissure bloodline, which made it difficult for him to be proud of the bloodline of the wind family.

“Come again!”

Seeing that this wind could actually block its true dragon Yuan, the eyes of Zhong Yi also flashed sharply, and stepped up again.

Since experiencing the strength of the real dragon yuan, it is the first time that someone has resisted their true dragon yuan, and it has also let the clock know a little more about the strength of this wind.

It seems that the real dragon Yuan is not a completely invincible force, and when encountering some real opponents, I am afraid that more powerful forces are needed to be able to kill it.

However, now after the clock has improved its strength, the speed of condensing the Dragon Yuan has been more than half as fast as before, and there is no need to save as before.

Just attacked, he also used only a real dragon Yuan, not all power.

Since a dragon can't do it, then use two!

The Dragon Town Sea!

The eyes flashed with the intention of killing, the clock fell from the sky, and once again a shot stabbed the wind.

This time, there are two true dragons called by him, into this attack, the powerful momentum is almost like the real dragon!

Van Gogh Wall!

In the face of the clock away from this terrible momentum, the wind can no longer shoot the mind, can tear the space of the real power in front of the cohesion forward, but crazy want to resist the attack of the other side.

Hun

The wall of the true yuan that had just been condensed was instantly hit by the mad dragon, although the force of space that was constantly torn above was devouring the force of the dragon, but this impact still made the wind look blue, a mouthful of blood spewing directly, and the body hit the wall like a broken line of kite.

When the people around them saw this scene, they stood in the same place as if they were staying.

Just let them feel the strength of the terrible wind, at this moment like a dead dog generally hit out of the clock, there is no half-resistance.

Is this the genius with a fissure blood?