Blow up!

There is no half-suspense, the hand of the Yellow Spring Son, suddenly printed in the heart of the Son of Heaven, cold and sharp force, which suddenly falls on the Son of Heaven.

However, in the next moment, a scene that made the people look ugly appeared.

This hand of the Yellow Spring Son seems to be floating lightly, but it can actually open the mountain crack stone, and when it falls on the body of the Son of Heaven, it even "bowl", and a sound of gold and iron crowing sound!

There was a white wave, suddenly blown away from the place where the two people came into contact.

However, such a strong hand, the Son of Heaven suffered hard, but as if there were no people, he did not move!

Seizing the Huangquan Son's full force attack, he did not have the opportunity to care for him, but he swerveled over, and his hands were like a dragon out to sea, shining with a cold light, and coming crazy to the Yellow Spring Son!

“Hm!”

The yellow spring son's face slightly converged, cold snoring, on the occasion of the barren garrison, the body quietly disappeared again, and it stood ten feet behind the sun.

Saying that time is late, in fact, the confrontation between the two people is only a breathing time, such as a rabbit falling.

But the two of them were enough to surprise the people in the room.

First, the son of Huangquan, the body is almost like a ghost, the leaves are not stained, and the Son of Heaven is so violently attacked that it is difficult to touch him!

And the Son of God, equally amazing!

The hit of the son of Huangquan, Qin Jiu Song asked himself that it was not difficult to stop, but it was not difficult to know that the Son of Heaven suffered that blow, but it was not at all bad!

In this way, no one can do it!

That kind of flesh is like a demon, comparable to a real dragon child!

“The rumors are not empty!”The hundred flowers of the saint shook her head, and the beauty fell on the son of heaven, very heavy.

Hearing her words, the rest of the young people in the field, also seemed to think of something, eyes flicker.

“The Holy Spirit, do you know if you can solve it for me?”At this moment, the great Zhou God was equally surprised, and heard the words of the Hundred Flowers Saint and spoke and asked.

Qin Jiu Song nodded and looked awe-inspiring: "About the physicality of the Son of Heaven, there have been rumors in the East Desert before, but the facts, and no one really knows... But now it seems that the Son of Heaven should be one of the three great physical bodies of the ancient world, and the heavenly body that has not been alive for thousands of years!"

As an author, he naturally already knew this matter, but he did not say much before, and naturally did not hesitate to say it at this time!

He paused, he continued: "This physique, the body is immortal!"

He did not say much, so eight-character evaluation, enough to prove the strength of this physique!

“The magic?”Hearing the words, the eyes of the big god shrank, and the look instantly became solemn.

Obviously, this kind of physique name, he has also heard of.

“Where did the son of the Yellow Spring know it?”The great king of God’s eyes flashed, fell on the son of the Yellow Spring, and spoke.

The same son, the son of heaven twice attacked, did not meet the son of Huangquan, obviously, the latter is absolutely terrible!

As he spoke, Qin Jiu Song shook his head.

Suddenly, Nie Shadow said, “The Son of God has done his way to the true essence of the Holy Sutra of Huangquan!”

He said, he no longer said, only a pair of eyes, deep hidden in the taboo!

In the time of several people speaking, the two people in the field have fought dozens of tricks again, under the fierce and powerful attack of the Son of God, the ground poured from the solid special metal can easily withstand the attack to the human realm, but at this moment it has long been destroyed by thousands of holes, and so terrible destructive power, which is amazing!

However, the son of Huangquan is like a ghost, almost avoiding, occasionally hiding, and occasionally he can't hide, and he is easily blocked by a fist.

And his attack twice hit the Son of Heaven, but with the latter's body, which is comparable to the true dragon, it is tantamount to tickling.

“Two perverts!”

In the field, the little angel suddenly whispers, as a teenager, they are moved by the terrible performance of the two.

This statement suddenly got the nod of everyone in the scene, even the hundred flowers of the holy woman, the big Zhou god son and Qin Jiu song, but also the focus of the head.

"Huangquan, what kind of hero is hiding, there is a kind of confrontation with me!"He jerked the Son of Heaven, and he worshiped the battle of the fist to the flesh, and the battle with the son of Huangquan, but he was always clasped and made him angry.

“Hs on!”The son of Huangquan laughed, and the son of heaven always looked at each other wrongly, and the tit-for-tat was: "You are the strongest body, let me face off with you?"Hip!Hell, is it crazy to cultivate?”

“Hm!”The Son of God said, “Since you are not fighting with me, I will force you to fight!”

Speaking of it, the black force on his body, the whole person surged again and again, and suddenly attacked, like a dragon out of the sea, the whole person with the big jab, killing the son of Huangquan.

This blow, the Son of Heaven has already moved the true character!

Although the son of Huangquan is like a demon, but the son of heaven hit this, even he is not sure to avoid it, the heart is hummed, a sharp point out, the sound:

“The Yellow Finger!”

Suddenly, a strange scene appeared!

One pointed out that in the void, there was a yellow river, and a strange fluctuation was emitted in the river, which was very frightening.

This is...Yellow!

Of course, it is not the real Huangquan, but the first secret of the Huangquan Sacrament, the famous East Desert, no less than the Seven Fas!

“The bondage!”

The Yellow Spring Son drank softly, under his command, the empty yellow spring was divided into two, two into four... into a Dao ribbon, gently and soft, bound to the bristle of the Holy Son!

Suddenly, the Son of Heaven was covered, as if bound by a yin-dragon-like rope, and the speed slowed down for an instant.

The God of Heaven’s Son has changed slightly.

What is even more strange is that those dense ropes are getting tighter and tighter, and the Son of Heaven is firmly bound and unable to move.

"Oh my God, how can you stop this, anyway, you can't hit me, I want to control this art, and I can't do it for you!"The Holy Spirit laughed.

If you are on the other side, you will be at peace at this moment.

However, in the eyes of the Son of Heaven, he passed a solemn voice and said, “Don’t hit you, swear not to stop!”

As soon as the voice fell, his whole body muscles jerked the grave, endless strength, instantly appeared in every part of the body, and then... bursting out!

Bang!

The road is bound, instantly break free!

But at the same time, he also paid the price, squirting blood.

Blow up!

The great twilight turned into a flowing light, and suddenly thrashed to the Yellow Spring Son.

Even the Yellow Spring Son did not expect that the Son of Heaven would fight so fiercely, even if he lost both sides.

“Crazy!”

At that moment, he cursed, and hurriedly laid a layer of force in front of him.

At the same time, his face also swept over a spicy color, low drink: "Bring me a blast!"

The remaining yellow spring water, quietly into the body of the sun, under the control of the Yellow Spring Son, exploded!

After this, the attack of the Son of Heaven has also come.

Blow up!

Blow up!

Two bursts, almost at the same time, ringing in the field.

The next moment, a terrible figure dressed in black and white skin flew out, and the chest position appeared suddenly, and a blood hole appeared, which was shocking!

On the other side, inside the Son of God, a loud explosion came.

Let him be physically strong, but at this moment also seven bloodstains, it looks very terrible.

After all, it is the Yellow Spring Son who is angry and attacked, and it is natural and extraordinary!

“Crazy!”The figure of the Yellow Spring Son quietly returned to the same place, gazing at the Son of Heaven and scolding.

“Hm!”

The latter is equally cold.