“Predecessor, be careful.”

Li Fengyang cried out, wanting to help, but was enveloped by other demon elders and could not move.

"They can't hurt my ancestors."The self-proclaimed basalt tortoise had a disdainful expression, wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth with his claws, and the green bean rolled his eyes and said seriously, “Today, I will teach you a good lesson to you turtles and bastards.”

“up up!”

Long Xuan eight status is noble, noble status, no one dares to talk to them like this, but this turtle has repeatedly provoked their limits, even if the mentality is good, it is also angry.

“The 8th Law!”

At the moment when the eight people of Longxuan came up, the tortoise who claimed to be Xuanwu was whistling, the sound was rolling, his whole body was blurred, and the eight strange shadows were presented on the eight sides, defending himself in the center.

“Come on!”

The tortoise who claimed to be Xuanwu roared and rushed up, surrounded by eight strange-looking shadows, and rushed to the eight people of Longxuan.

“Dragons!”

“The fire!”

“The Four Seals!”

“Nine impressions!”

“A throttle!”

The eight people of Longxuan moved the field, met up, and each showed the supreme magic of their cultivation, which was huge, the power of vision, and the fear of hope.

At a glance, everyone felt that the breath was suffocated; because the eight people of Longxuan had injured the basalt, many people thought that the basalt would be defeated, but what they expected was that the field of the eight people in Longxuan collapsed at almost the same time, turning into a flashlight and disappearing in an instant.

“Hush!”The eight people squirt out a mouthful of blood, staggered underfoot, and went back.

“The Chief!”

The elders of the eight demonic clans changed greatly, rushed up, not afraid of life and death, because they could die, and they must not let the patriarchs have anything to do, especially in the critical period of war with the people.

“Damn’t you going to kill your ancestors?”Come here!"The tortoise who claimed to be basalt walked, and the stone basalt appeared over his body again, staggered along, and walked step by step toward the blood.

"Come together, kill this old king."The blood is very cold, but it does not want to die, and suddenly evil is born to the side of the gall, and the roar of the stubble.

“Kill!”

He shouted, and many demonic patriarchs and elders rushed up.

“Get out of the way for the old man.”

The tortoise that claimed to be Xuanwu roared, the stone basalt roared over the sky, and the demons all flew out one by one, and the blood sprayed, either seriously injured or wounded, and most of them lost the power of the First World War.

“Stop him!”

Long Xuan eight people look at each other, the face is very changeable, now, most of the main characters of the demonic clan are here, especially the eight of them, once in this accident, for the demon family, is unimaginable heavy damage, the occupation of the people will also fall short.

This situation must not arise.

They want to stop this turtle.

“Fuck off!”

The tortoise who claimed to be Xuanwu roared out, he rushed out at once, four feet moving, seemingly stumbling, but it was extremely fast, and then it was a real nameless step, from which he was exhibited, and it was not comparable to Li Fengyang's display.

Over him, the stone basalt is also huge, crushing the void, all the way is very close, like a broken bamboo, the fields of the eight people in Longxuan all collapse, each mouth sprayed blood, flew out.

“The chief?”

The demons cried out.

“What?”

The monks of all ethnic groups were hoarded, and they changed their color, looking at the tortoise, which claimed to be basalt, and could not speak.

“Are the eight of you his opponent?”Both Xuan and Tubotson were shocked.

“That’s great.”The worms and blood demons both stared at their eyes.

“Brother Li, is he here to save us?”The beads asked.

"I didn't know Li Xiaoyou had such a friend."The stone is relieved.

"I haven't seen this old man in a long time."Li Fengyang was also surprised at the strength of the self-proclaimed basalt tortoise, who had doubted that the other party was a saint in the prison community, but now it seems that, if not, I am afraid that only the saint can suppress him.

Because Li Fengyang himself is self-respecting that even if he was revered as the first person under the saint in his previous life, he was not the opponent of the other party.

The elders and protectors of the zombies, giants, bone spirits and other races who see this scene are also shocking, and how can they fight with such a thing?

“Amitabha, Lord, let us go and save them.”Puji looked at the seven human beings surrounded by the demon elders.

“Okay.”Strictly guarded one was also shocked by the strength of Xuanwu, and when he heard this, he nodded quickly, because now is a good time to save Tubotson.

"Stop them."The blood order has been injured, but when he saw Puji and strict guard, he shouted loudly, and other demon elders saw this and stopped them, and the nine-song of Heavenly Life was crucial, and they must not be taken away by the people.

"Let them go, or I'll be polite to you."Xuan Wu said.

Looking at the tortoise claiming to be basalt, some people in Longxuan have changed their color, but the look is not moving, looking at each other, but also firm, Long Xuan said: "Friend, you do this, are you not afraid that my demonic saint will not fail?"

“The Saints?Haha, even if the saint comes, my ancestors are not afraid."The self-proclaimed tortoise laughed.

“Is it?”

Just then, a light fluttering voice was uploaded from the sky, a light sprinkled, a cloud of blood fell from the sky, a blood figure from it, and he could not see his five senses clearly.

There was no breath in him.

“The Saints?“The demonic saint?”

On the side of the people, the elders of the various sects and the protectors saw this bloody figure, suddenly shocked, unable to control their own hearts, and constantly retreated, even Puji and strict guarding the first people also took a few steps back.

This is the saint’s power!

“See the Blood Crow Saint.”

The patriarchs of the eight demons of Longxuan, as well as blood orders and other people, have worshipped, are respectful, there is no violation, and other demonic monks are also pious and worshipped.

“The Bloody Saint?”

In the face of several people, including calm as water, also showed surprise; Li Fengyang was also surprised, he did not think that the blood ravens would come here, to know that he is a saint, how can it appear easily, for the sake of the Nine Senses of Heaven?Or to call yourself a basalt tortoise?

Li Fengyang looked at him and found that the people present were all respectful, all afraid, all cold, but only he was calm, suspended in mid-air, flipping green bean eyes, and faced the blood jay saint.

He asked, “Is the Holy Spirit great?”At the beginning, my grandfather, I even fought the Great Saints, not to mention the saints of your district?”

“Hmm.”The blood-crowded saint is shrouded in the light, and in him there is the power of the law, unless it is a saint, no one can see his appearance at all, no one can see him clearly, and no one can see him, facing a turtle with a great tone, he just snorted coldly.

But it is this cold hunt, there is an invisible law force rushing down; this force is strange, the surrounding area is not damaged, but the emptiness in front of the tortoise that claims to be basalt is directly torn apart, and a crack appears on the ground, as if the whole giant city is divided into two.

As soon as the tortoise was near, the area around him was centered, and everyone just looked at it, feeling creepy, an unspeakable sense of destruction, and couldn't help but be cold, and his back was cold.

“Fuck off!”

The tortoise that claimed to be basalt was also condensed, and the stone basalt over the body moved, but under this force, it was directly divided, falling on the body of Xuanwu, bang, blood sprayed, flew out, smashed on the ground, and a giant pit appeared.

When people looked at it, they took a breath of cold air, and this huge pit, like a pit in heaven, did not see the bottom.

“Hush!”

Most of the monks present had changed their faces, and the faces of the beads were white, and Li Fengyang shouted loudly: “Senior, are you okay?”

"My grandfather is not dead yet."

When the blood ravens were suspended over the air, a sound of anger came out of the pit, and with a sound, only a ray of light flew out, like a pillar of light, with the momentum of Changhong flying in the sky, straight to the blood of the saint.

“Funny!”

The holy wonderland is also divided into the lower, the middle, the top, the lower the saint is honored as a saint, the middle of the holy fairy is the great saint, the upper quality of the holy, the saint of the blood, the saint of the blood is a saint.

But even so, it is also a holy immortal, cultivation of the law, reached the state of speaking out of the law, he does not need the law, or even do not need to think, only need to say, even if it is just a simple word, but also contains the holy law.

That’s the word law!

Just the word "interesting", there is an invisible force to expand, like an invisible network, will rush up the basalt weapons covered it.

The empty sky, like the infusion of great power, has become a emptiness of the temple, claiming to be a basalt tortoise rushed up, as if it encountered a golden soup, rumbling, the void like a spider web, quickly cracked.

“Oh, hey!”

Such as the fisherman cast a net, the fish is a tortoise who claims to be basalt, he can't escape the fishing net, but he broke the fishing net, jumped to the sky, and obtained the supreme way.

“Hmm.”The sage of blood was wrapped in law, and he could not see his face, but a cold grunt, but he also fulfilled his mood at this moment.

The people heard this cold humming, such as the heavenly sound, the eardrums were cracked, roaring, and then they saw the blood-thirsty saint prophesying his right hand, the five fingers open, and a huge blood-colored seal fell across the sky.

“Bang!”

In the frightened eyes of the people, the handprints of the blood-dwelling saint and the tortoise, which claimed to be basalt, a wave of deadlocks, a burst of thunder fell, a few as terrible as the day robbers, the weak monks, some injured monks, have spouted blood.

This is the power of the saints, and the immortals can compete.

However, under this scene, many people are also dead to see this scene, including Li Fengyang seven people, they are worried about Xuanwu.

“Oh, it hurts my grandfather.”

In the excitement of Li Fengyang, Long Xuan and others shouted loudly, the tortoise that claimed to be basalt shouted, as if it had been struck by lightning, fell down, roared, and smashed a huge pit in the giant city.

In the midst of the great city, a quiet, only the cold wind is blowing, and the sun's light shines.

But even the cold wind, the bright sun, can not cover the blood of the saint's light, under him, people have a feeling of looking at God, this is the saint's authority, like heaven, inviolable.

Otherwise, as strong as the tortoise that claims to be basalt, it will only end up being suppressed.

He saw him waving his hand like a god standing and looking down at the great pit.

“Coughing up.”In the tense eyes of several people in Li Fengyang, there was a coughing sound under the giant pit, and immediately, I saw the tortoise claiming to be basalt, flew up and stayed in the middle of the air.

He was very haglong, his mouth continued to shed blood, looking at the blood of the saint, scolding and saying: "Damn child, if the wounds of the ancestors are not healed, will you be able to resist the wind?"