The spirit of heaven is boiling.

From the beginning of a wisful aura gathered, and finally the scene of the return of Baichuan to the sea.

The river is poured down, like the river flowing.

He was joined to the body of the Taotian, making him more and more extraordinary, God’s power, and God’s glory.

"He was cultivating too fast, and cultivation was fast with the Son's shoulder."

Looking at the changes in Dao Tianjun, the disciples wearing the purple holy land were shocked.

You know, the strongest generation is in the realm of dragons.

This is indisputable.

Some of them even went further, but Dao Tianjun was chasing after the sky.

This is horrible!

"These little fish shrimp are meaningless, maybe they want to change to a big fish."God speaks to itself.

Say it yourself.

Those present were not weak and heard clearly.

Everyone is speechless.

When they became little fish and shrimp, you know that those who can survive until now have no weak people, and they have a reputation in their respective Taos.

It is only worse than those of the Sons of God.

However, with the son of the Holy Woman, who is extremely resource-cultivated, they naturally cannot compare.

God doesn’t waste time.

He blinked and disappeared in the same direction.

“I wish he had been beaten to death.”

Some have bad taste.

“There will be a chance.”At this time, a holy student spoke.

“Huh?”

The man doubted.

There was only one voice for his doubt.

"The top people on this side are likely to notice, or someone has informed that the insatiable guy is receiving the source unconditionally, offending too many forces, and if you compete for a desert tower, you will definitely be targeted."

And the man understood, and the man understood.

Then the others realized it and moved forward.

They were eager to see the scene of Dao Tianjun snatching the desert tower being beaten, but they did not know that Tao Tianjun had no idea about the desert tower.

The ideal is beautiful, but the reality is very bone.

“What is he doing?”The monk behind him was doubtful, and the vision was constantly running.

They are driving this ghost together.

“Huh! is it?”

It seemed to have thought of something, and the monk behind thought of the words of Tao Tianjun.

Hundreds of nearly a thousand ghosts were driven together by Dao Tianjun, and they rose in one direction, and there were several ghosts of the chemical dragon realm.

After the sudden sky, he drove out a dozen dragon-shaped humanoid ghosts.

He stopped acting.

The next moment, Dao Tianjun began to look for a target, and finally he set his eyes on a sharp figure.

The man was as sharp as a sword, and at first glance he thought it was a battle fairy sword.

Son of the Holy Land, flying.

He was a little gloomy face, because before he fought with Dao Tianjun, the injury seriously caused him to not be able to stand in the front, behind many people.

“Oh, hey...”

Suddenly, a huge cold came.

Feel this power, a flying face change, dense, like an ant invasion of ghosts.

Less is in the thousands.

“The sky!”

One flight found the last side of the way to drive away the ghost, the eye is cold to the extreme.

"Abba is disappointed in you."

The sound of the slow and slowness opened from the back.

Not far away, Dao Tianjun looked at the item flying with disappointment, and the face of the father's image.

Talk and speak again.

"In vain, I have high hopes for you, you are behind the purple temple, the geek moon, and the golden wing bird, so much golden blemish, disappointed, Dad is disappointed."

Listen to this word.

Everyone is color-changing, crazy mouth water.

"This guy is really crazy."He narrowed his neck and felt a chill.

What golden wing bird?The Golden Winged King?And gold bumps, the northern gold family gold red?What did he say about flying, Dad?

This is where the Great Land is placed.

The shudder felt cold, it was cold, he was really scared by the behavior of Dao Tianjun, it was crazy.

Listen to the words of heaven, and look at its appearance, and the eyes of the fly are throbbing with the flame.

“Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

The great son rose up, he danced wildly, and the whole person was like a shā're:n sword of blood.

The killing shakes the heavens and the earth shakes the ten sides.

He jumped up straight, the sword swallowed the sword, rushed to the sky, ignoring the ghosts around him.

I was shocked, is this guy crazy?

It’s like a crazy dog.

Some people are puzzled by the wrath of the great digression of the Son, but the people of Jin Chixiao understand.

In other words, they will do the same.

Dao Tianjun let him seriously injured, resulting in his current desert tower may be hopeless, this is also calculated, Dao Tianjun also brought ghosts, for the practice of Tao Tianjun, this side of the people do not know, or know.

And now God is looking for him directly.

It's not that he thinks he's a soft persimmon, it's a naked contempt.

Calm, but it does not mean that they are not calm enough to be impulsive, can become a child of the number of people, not ischemic.

Most importantly, he called out to him.

This is forbidden for the great divisor son, because his identity is very special.

There is a elder who involves the great dileptious holy place, who is deeply involved and belongs to gossip, and is a story that has to be told in the words of his previous life.

“Death to me!”

The head of the sword hit the head of the sky.

Tao Tianjun was a little unexpected, but the blood of this kind of thing, he is not lacking, because he is not afraid of death, z-i'sa has been several times.

“All right.”

Spiting and drinking, Dao Tianjun mouth spit out a golden symbol, turned into a star river upside down.

If the stylized, a short sword, collides with a fly, and the riveting mingles.

“The sword comes.”God is drinking again.

This time.

Not that kind of sword, but everyone saw the sword of Tao Tianjun's illusions.

“Is that a sword?”

It was a wide, five-foot-long sword, glimmering, and made up for it.

Say it is a sword, others prefer to say that this is a door panel like a sword.

The choking...

“Look at the sword!”

Dao Tianjun roared, raising his sword like a fly.

See, many people twitch.

Did he admit that it was the door?

In particular, the sword lovers have burst into violence, what kind of sword art is there, saying that the sword is a humiliation.

When!

It was like a hundred thousand eruptions.

A golden ripple opened and shook the earth.

The choking...

Like the sound of the Pangu god stepping on the earth, the sound of the sky throbed one after another, and the item flew and trembled.

Bair!

Xia Guangyang is high, the door plate sword has infinite lines around, and the road will fly the item to escape...

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