"If you are not trapped in the purple mountain, the god king can fight and even kill, but..."

White hair and good old man speak out.

In the end, he did not want to say more, his intention can be imagined.

The Lord’s voice is terrible.

Jiang Tai is so powerful, after Ye Fan learned that Jiang Taifu is still alive, they saved, and on the day of saving the ginger too virtual, Jiang Tai false burst out without authority.

He killed dozens of holy masters, even the old monster of his generation, the Twins, were beheaded.

Holy City that night.

The blood and rain are blowing, and there are extreme emperor soldiers secretly colliding.

Can you imagine that Jiang is too weak and powerful, but now Jiang is too vain but not against Fu Xuan?

“The ungod king is weak, the god-king lacks time.”The white-haired old man explained the reason.

Is Ginger too weak?

Not weak, even strong enough to be scary, Fu Xuan said that he could shoulder his existence, take him as a small ginger too vain, enough to see the strength of ginger too virtual.

It is just that Jiang Tai lost in the trapped purple mountain for thousands of years.

The master of the ginger family will not know this truth, but that night, the ginger is too vain to break and then stand up, and the cultivation is even worse, but it will still be defeated, what kind of combat power is needed.

If no old monster is born.

Who can fight, the first strong in the world.

It can be said that this is the idea of everyone's heart, Fu Xuan is too strong, only to reveal a corner that makes people consciously invincible.

"What level is he on."

Many people in the Holy Land are doubtful.

The Saints at the Top?Or the Holy King?Or more or more?

Unable to guess.

When the people were shocked, Fu Xuan had already entered the ancient corpse.

The sound shook nine.

The monks of the ancient city trembled.

It is a sight to be frightened, too strong to have the slightest resistance.

They look at the black fog that has not yet healed, and Fu Xuan really may have to cross a road, directly to the depths of the forbidden area, that kind of power can easily destroy the world.

A day later.

Fu Xuan appeared, he was born in the vast, the law symbol is substantial.

It is just that he has a strong body, and his clothes have no broken marks, and he is not stained.

“Oh, hey...”

The black mist broke through the big hole, and Fu Xuan flew out of the ancient corpses.

The ancient city of Tiangu was in turmoil, and they felt a depression, as if the sky fell, the star river was broken, and the source was not Fu Xuan, but there was movement behind Fu Xuan.

“That’s what!”

The place screamed in horror.

What they saw, a few invincible figures, a breath of incredulousness, and a thousand miles of heaven and earth were broken between the walks.

Each one is a corpse.

“How many of the deep earthing corpses have come out?” many were afraid.

The fear of the people will not appear.

The figures did not cross the ancient corpses, and stopped thousands of miles away on the edge.

The black mist surged, and the ancient corpses disappeared again in the eyes of the people.

Fu Xuan's face could not see joy.

He went straight across the domain to go back to Nanling, and did not say a word from beginning to end, and those who were meant to speak did not come forward.

The cold eyes made many people afraid to approach.

And Fu Xuan only appeared one person, you can imagine the result of things.

Fu Xuan broke into the depths of the ancient corpse, but did not find the Taotian Jun, and the Tao Tianjun really died.

For a moment, the waves came back.

As for the truth.

No one knows, only one of them knows.

In the depths of the ancient corpse, in fact, Fu Xuan did not enter, he went forward a section of road, in the near edge of the outbreak of the war, several horrified corpses appeared.

He killed many corpses, and finally brought those more terrible and invincible corpses.

When he saw the corpses, Fu Xuan chose to leave.

Because of invincibility.

The feeling of the invincible corpse to him is no longer weaker than the giants of the wasteland, and it has a more terrible one, almost like the fire emperor.

Who is the Fire Emperor?

He was the little bastard of the human race.

Note that he is not a small barren owner like Tao Tianjun, but a real little barren owner, which is the level of the emperor's parents and children according to standards.

It is conceivable that cultivation has been so far that he is strong, and some people are comparable to him, and Fu Xuan knows that he has chosen to retreat.

The wasteland has already convulsed.

"Fuck, you're too reckless."

Fu Xuan returned to the wasteland for the first time, and the giants asked before.

It's the old water.

Listening to this sentence, Fu Xuan's eyes were cold and flashing, "Do you want me to watch the people of Shi Yun die in vain?"

"Oh," said Shui Lao, who was not angry with Fu Xuan's cold words, "how can I not know your mood, but now the ancient corpse is too dangerous, you have acted recklessly and died, how can we explain it to Shi Yun."

As you can hear, Fu’s face eased.

Although he did not deal with the old water, it was internal, as Fu Xuan himself said, and it was difficult to imagine the unity of the wasteland.

"Have you not found the little bastard?"

The sound of the charming charm was that the enchanted woman was speaking.

Fu Xuan shook his head, his face ugly, "I did not find it, I didn't even go in the depths, and I was beaten."

“Huh?”

The fire-king.

"The bastard didn't know what to do, the ancient corpses were in a mess, the earth's bodies were not territorially conscious, ran around, some of the deep horror corpses came out, and one was almost killed like you."

“The whole earth is very messy.”There is a fear in the words, and there is a fear in the words.

Listen to this, the fire god's eyes are shining.

"When shall we do it."The sound sounded, and the tower man looked at the fire emperor.

Its voice is self-evident, the wasteland giants to do, rushed into the ancient corpses.

To live to see people, to die to see a corpse.

As for fighting with the ancient corpses and fighting or anything, they did not think about fighting, and the wasteland was never afraid of outsiders.

“Now.”

The fire of the king is silent, the breath is terrible.

The red robe is agitating, and the air machine is in turmoil.

The little desolate owner of the wasteland can not kill anyone, even if he dies, he must see the body.

The lon...

The bronze ancient temple trembled, and the giants appeared one after another.

They are in awe, ready to go out, before and after a dozen giants to follow.

"Don't wake up the clouds, we'll do it."The young unspoken giant spoke.

Smell the words.

Fu Xuan nodded and rolled his eyes at the same time, "I naturally know that the boy will not die, and when I die, I will call Shi Yun."

Despite this, the concern between their words is extremely strong.

“Let's go.”The fire-king was almost ready to go.

“Slowly!”

As the people started, an old voice sounded.

The two figures walk into the bronze temple.

These two figures are the old men of the barren land, the old man in the black robe and the old man in the gray robe.

“Old boy, old man, are you going too?”The fire saw the past.

"You don't have to go."

The old man in the gray robe shook his head.

Then he took out a piece of purple jade under the eyes of the people.

between the squirrels.

The violet jade exudes a soft brilliance, accompanied by a familiar sound.

"All of you, uncle, my sister is here."...

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