A girl wearing a colorful dress, extremely beautiful and moving spirit forging Baozong ghost clan girl asked curiously: "Master sister, how can the tomb dust provoke Jiu Lixi for no reason?"

A man with a long black hair, tall and sexy, if the muscle curds, eyes like stars, snow white forehead growth of two exquisite ghost horns, sexy mixed with the elite, the most beautiful beauty looking at Wang Chu, slowly said: "Nine Lisheng opened the ninth god, is the first day of our device star ten thousand years."If there is no accident, the ten followers of the spiritual treasure saint must have him.A lot of people don't want him to live."

This gorgeous crown group of Fang, so that all the ghost beauty around them have become a set of red flowers and green leaves of the world's beautiful beauty is the spiritual color forging Baozong's master sister Lingyue Lu.

The spirit moon is looking forward to the surrounding, only to see unconsciously, the big brother and sister in the top ten lower doors have gathered here, and their eyes have fallen on Wang Chu's body.

Wang Chu incarnated nine Lisheng opened the nine gods, is a rare genius in the world of the stars.Even if it is placed in the vast universe and opens the existence of the nine gods, it is very rare, and it is said to have the position of sanctification.This talent naturally makes people jealous.

Wang Chu smiled faintly: "The tomb is in the dust, how dare you provoke me, it is really the way to die."Let me give you a chance, let’s go to the stage of death.”

“Death fighting?”

The face of the tomb changed slightly and fell into hesitation.

Wang Chu laughed and smiled, “Don’t dare, just get out of here for me!”The Holy Spirit does not recruit a coward to be her own follower.”

The tomb's dusty eyes flickered, and finally turned into a cold killing machine, slowly saying: "Good!I’m going to fight with you on the stage of death!”

"Funny, Jiu Lixi's death on the grave, no matter who died, is a great thing."

“It would be nice if there were only ten followers of the Saint Pauline and one less competitor.”

“...”

The true disciples from the top ten lower doors flashed a look of excitement in their eyes and walked in the direction of the life and death platform.

The mouth of the ghost mountain town is slightly raised, showing a smile: "The wooden show is in the forest, the wind will be destroyed."Even if he does not die in the hands of the tomb, he will die at the hands of those monsters.I also have the opportunity to be a follower of the Saints of the Spirits!”

The life and death table is a corner field of hundreds of miles, in this life and death table is built from one hundred and thirty-six treasures, the defense is extremely terrible, even if the strong of the Yuan wheel is killed on it, it will not destroy the life and death platform.

Death on the stage.

The tomb smiled, stared at Wang Chu, coldly said: "Nine Lixi, I just wanted to teach you a little, let you know that there are people outside, there is a heaven."Now that you’re here to die, it’s no wonder I’m!”

“Tomb, you have too much shit!”

Wang Chu's eyes were cold, reached out his finger, a secret treasure green fire sword flew out directly, surrounded by a terrible green inflammation, turned into a stream of light, to the tomb of the dust.

"The sword of the young man, that is the secret treasure of Jiu Lisheng?"

“No, it shouldn’t be!The blue-inflammed sword is only one of the seventy-two kinds of secret treasures in the black hammer forging Baozong, although the blue-inflammatory sword can drive the green inflammation, the power is infinite, and the real realm can be advanced is already the limit, and it is impossible to condense the Yuan wheel.It can't be the secret treasure of the nine lilys!"

“...”

The true disciples at the top ten lower doors looked at the blue-inflammatory sword in mid-air and talked about it.

“The Great Sword?”This kind of secret treasure also took out the shame of the eyes, to break me!"

The tomb is cold and smiling, the Yuan Li is surging, reaching out its finger, engraved with countless basalt spells on one side, emitting the stars of the stars and other secret treasure mirrors flying out directly, a vast array of stars and stars from the star mirror, bombarded on the blue and cold sword.

Oh, hey!

The young sword that can easily beheaded the strong of the Yuanjian is hit by the light of the star, breaking apart, and scattering downwards.

“Six, take out your secret treasure, or today...”

The words of the tomb had just fallen, a shadow shone, and Wang Chu appeared in front of him like a ghost, and a fierce bombardment on the tomb's body.

A star light poured out of the star mirror, condensed into a star yarn fell on the body of the tomb.

The star yarn that condenses from the star mirror is the strongest means of defense in the tomb, and even the strong people in the real realm can resist several times with all their strength.

Wang Chu punched in that star yarn, the incomparable power of terror broke out in an instant, bombarded the star yarn of the tomb, and immediately bombarded the head of the tomb.

A whisper whispered in Wang Chu's ear: "You killed the tomb, changed your fate, and you got 2 million fate points."

A large amount of blood fog fell on the stage of life and death, and there was silence around, and everyone's eyes flashed in an incredible light.

“Seconds to kill!The tomb is dead, and it was killed by nine Lisheng fist in a second!”

"Nine Lisheng, very vicious, is to open the ninth god hidden monster."

"This Jiu Lisheng, even the cultivation of the "Tian hammer" to this point, is really a monster."

"The tomb's dusty star yarn can resist the real strong people hit with all their strength, and they can't stop the nine Lisheng hit."His strength is terrible!”

“...”

The ten true disciples of the next ten doors all took a cold breath and flashed in their eyes.

"The dust, nine Lisheng, you little brute, how dare you kill the dust, destroy our hope of the forerunner, I want you to die!"

A roar of anger and despair sounded from the sky, and a long tangle covered with Morisen's ghost spirit fell from the sky and stabbed Wang Chu hard.

“The Strong Man of the Round!I don’t know if I can stop it!”

Wang Chu looked at the dark as ink in the sky, the ghostly jab of Sensen, the eyes flashed a heavy color, but the blood in the body was boiling with excitement.

"Dead-leaf old man, the tomb dust was killed in the fair duel!"You broke the rules against Jiu Lisheng!”

A salammingo knife flew straight out, turned into a round of scorching sun, the knife shining, and the black long jab in the sky hit together.

Two terrible forces broke out, crazy stirring, the black long blaze was directly shocked by the sun god knife.

A voice said, “Old man, stop!The grave was beheaded in a fair duel.That's his life, don't break the rules."

In the hall, sitting the ten patriarchs at the lower door, one of them withered appearance, covered with layers of black ghosts, the face of the strong people, eyes are fluctuating.He is the forgered of the dead leaves of the Lord of the Fallen.