Elder Zixu is an elder in the Boundless Palace, but he is not old. His black hair was neatly combed, and he looked like an expert in a high bun. The three strands of whiskers on his chin fluttered in the wind, and it was graceful to jump off the dragon. Ye Wenhao looked at the person who got off the dragon with a cruel smile on his face.

"Next is," Elder Zixu bowed his hand politely, ready to announce himself. Ye Wenhao shouted. The sledgehammer in his hand threw it away. With a "bang", the sledgehammer smashed a large hole in the ground. Lao Tzuxu was surprised to see his hair flying and panting. The gray robes were also stained with a lot of mud. "Stop talking nonsense and start fighting~!" Ye Wenhao rushed forward like an angry bull. Lao Tzuxu was still shocked and kicked by him.

"I said," Elder Zixu's sword was behind him, and he didn't even have a chance to draw his sword, "Talk about it!" Ye Wenhao shook his head and ran back to the sledgehammer. He lifted the sledgehammer with ease with one hand. Then the sledgehammer fell.

Elder Zixu has been advancing for a long time in the battle with God. Usually he either teaches disciples or exchanges skills with some expert. Opening remarks, speaking etiquette, etc. are all important. He used to think that fighting God at such a young age in front of him was like a villain and a villain. He didn't give you a chance to speak. Elder Zixu dodged Ye Wenhao's hammer again. This time, he just ran a little farther and stood fifty steps away from Ye Wenhao. After standing still, Elder Zixu slowly pulled out the sword behind him and smoothed his chin with his other hand.

"I'm still posing now!" Ye Wenhao scolded, and rushed forward with a sledgehammer. "When~!" Ye Wenhao was stunned. The sword in the gray robe's hand blocked the sledgehammer. This sword is in good style. The hilt of the sword is very elegant. The most striking thing is that its blade is as white as snow. Ye Wenhao immediately dismissed, "A big man, take a girl's sword." As he spoke, a hammer was sucked down again.

The middle-aged man in the gray robe gracefully raised his sword and blocked it again. This time, the focus of the sword is on the hammer. Ye Wenhao's heavy blow did not fall, but was fixed in mid-air. "Get up~!" The gray-robed man took a drink, moved his wrist, and picked up the tip of his sword. The huge hammer really went up. Ye Wenhao's eyes stared at the boss, and the muscles in his arms tightened, "Fall~!" With the sound of drinking, the strength of the hammer soared, and the menacing wind actually brought up, and the middle-aged man moved slightly, reversing a sword, the tip of which was pointed at the hammer, and the hammer was not raised again, but only slightly tilted in that direction.

With a "Teng", the hammer smashed down like a magic mine, blowing up the turf and dirt everywhere, and the spotless robe of the gray-robed man was destroyed again. "We have to add another debt. The middle-aged man muttered to himself, sword, and his lips squirmed slightly. "Flash~!" "Flash~!" "Flash~!" The middle-aged man drank three times in a row.

Ye Wenhao was stunned for a while, stayed for a while, and saw the middle-aged man posing again, Ye Wenhao roared and rushed over with a sledgehammer. "Now~! The middle-aged man sounded in all directions at the same time, the echo was very loud, Ye Wenhao listened impatiently, with anger on his face, and just wanted to scold, his eyes turned gray with a "brush".

All directions are gray. Ye Wenhao had to raise his hand in front of him, and he understood, "What is this~!" Ye Wenhao shouted, "what", "what", "what" and "what" in the same voice three times, "Aim... Target... Target..."Faintly meow meow faintly glanced, Ye Wenhao's body glowed with golden light, and the Vajra Demon Suppression Gong was running, so he cautiously took two steps forward.

The sound of "aiming" seemed to be right in front of him, Ye Wenhao suddenly became nervous, at this time the sledgehammer could not be thrown, his heart moved, the sledgehammer returned to the space ring, Ye Wenhao made a fist gesture of the dragon and the tiger, and stared at the surroundings vigilantly. "Meow~!" A miserable scream, the front suddenly blew violently, Ye Wenhao didn't look carefully, he smashed out with a punch, and a ball of golden light appeared from the fist, and the golden light turned into a tiger with drooping eyes, and flew out of the front with a "bang".

Then came "Meow~!" , Coming at something again, Ye Wenhao followed by another punch, and the sound of "bang" began to sound one after another, one, two, three, four, five, Ye Wenhao finally saw clearly, all that pounced on him was the gray cat with a smile on his face, gray fur, gray eyes, and even gray fangs.

One was beaten, two were beaten, the number of gray cats was increasing, and Fang Buddha was also endless, and, gradually, the attack power of the gray cat also increased, and it was impossible to get close at all before, and only later was he able to capture the sound of "Zizi" on Ye Wenhao's protector. "Young man, you have good qualifications. It looks like you've had an adventure across the frontier of the gods. Today, however, you will even die here. A gray figure appeared next to Ye Wenhao, the figure and Ye Wenhao were almost standing on their shoulders, Ye Wenhao could feel the fluctuations in the air when he spoke, but after the punch passed, there was only a burst of fog left, and nothing else.

"I'll take you on the road~!" Middle-aged people show their bodies from a great distance. The meows of "meow", "meow" and "meow" are unusually sharp and noisy. Ye Wenhao was distraught, and his fists were fighting everywhere. A set of fists that subdue the dragon and the tiger are not controlled. This is a powerful strategy. While it's cool to use, it consumes a lot of real money. After a while, Ye Wenhao was sweating profusely.

"Cat's wish, send you to the West~!" The middle-aged man's laughter echoed in the space again, "Come out, come out~!" Ye Wenhao is very powerful and has nowhere to go. These cats are all conjured out of the fog. They dispersed it and turned it into fog. After a while, it turned into a cat again. Suddenly, his eyes lit up, and then Ye Wenhao was dumbfounded.

At present, from the top of the head to the feet, in all directions, there are cats everywhere, all of them are like crazy, baring their teeth and attacking Ye Wenhao frantically with their hair, Ye Wenhao's true yuan has been exhausted, and the number of gray cats makes him not even have the opportunity to take pills, "hiss" Ye Wenhao only felt that his left leg hurt badly, lowered his head, four or five gray cats crowded there, biting and scratching his teeth, and breaking the golden light of his body's protection.

It didn't take much effort, the pain came from all parts of the body, Ye Wenhao suddenly turned into a bloody man, the number of gray cats was still increasing in all directions, and Ye Wenhao's fist had slowed down, Ye Wenhao felt a sour feeling in his heart, this time, he even really had to say goodbye to his eldest brother.

"Destroy God's Finger~!" With a loud shout, Ye Wenhao's body shook violently, this voice was familiar to him, and the eight-foot-tall man gave the survivors a feeling of joy. Wang Teng finally felt it, and at the most critical time, Ye Wenhao's whole person was drowned in a large gray smoke, and a middle-aged man in a gray robe muttered with his eyes closed, although Wang Teng couldn't see Ye Wenhao, but the God of Knowledge had already passed Ye Wenhao's location very clearly, and even Ye Wenhao's current physical condition had explored a 7788.

The black dragon in the sky hovered around, spewing flames into the ground from time to time. Wang Teng's eyes were awe-inspiring. He pointed to the man in the gray robe. He pointed out that the magic of killing gods is legendary. A black line slowly stretched between Wang Teng and then shortened into a bright ball of light. The light group increases the size of the tennis ball. With a "whoosh" sound, it turned into a black light again and flew out.

The speed of black light is very fast, exceeding the speed at which people can see it. The middle-aged man only felt a black light flash in front of his eyes. The next moment, there was a sharp pain in their chests. The God of Destruction Finger, today is finally used to destroy the God, the middle-aged man who has the strength to fight against the God was hit by Wang Teng's finger, and a button-sized blood hole appeared in his chest, and the blood hole was bubbling with bloody arrows.

The middle-aged man covered his chest blankly, with an unbelievable expression, he never thought that he would be hit, nor did he ever think that he would be hurt like this, the God of Destruction Finger directly penetrated the internal organs of the middle-aged man, and the heart was generally blown into a blur of flesh and blood, if you stand behind the middle-aged man and look at this time, you will find that the corresponding position in the chest, the back has been blown open with a big blood hole in the bowl.

"Elder Zixu~!" The man in black riding on the black dragon felt that the gray robe was a little strange. He didn't have time to respond to Wang Teng's arrival. The boy in black was really too fast. Rushed in in the blink of an eye. In the blink of an eye, the middle-aged man was deceived. The middle-aged man shook a few times, then stepped back with a "eaten" thud. Even if he fought God and his heart was blown to pieces, that would be the end of his life.

The middle-aged man was full of resentment and regret. It was the only time in his life that he didn't open the Fighting Qi Shield. It was also this time that he gave his life. The middle-aged man wished he would stand in front of his disciples and weep bitterly, saying, "Once in my life I would not dare to be careless, but he will never have a chance again." ”

In this life, scene after scene flashed before my eyes like a movie, memories receded like a tidal wave, my hands fell on a messy land, and my great battle of the gods came to an end. After the death of a middle-aged person, the fog dissipates automatically. Ye Wenhao was covered in blood and was bitten very badly. In addition to the full face, the exposed forearms and hands are covered with thin blood holes and thin blood marks.

"Empty!" Wang Teng rushed forward step by step, quickly helping Ye Wenhao, who was faltering. Ye Wenhao smiled and laughed: "Big brother, you are still here." I think I've confessed today. If Wang Teng's face was as cold as ice, he said angrily, "I'll deal with you when it's over." I've always been disobedient when I met you. Ye Wenhao smiled and said, "Big brother, that is the battlefield of the gods. ”。

Wang Teng nodded, and Ye Wenhao smiled twice. He pointed to the dead gray robe with his middle finger and said viciously, "However, small sample~!" It's still pitiful~!" Wang Teng glared at Ye Wenhao angrily and handed him over to the guards who came later. His eyes looked up to the sky.

There is a flying dragon in the sky, with a black dragon forest, fierce eyes and a strong appearance. Wang Teng is not afraid of anti-happiness. He smacked his lips and muttered in a low voice, "My beast of life, I have finally found you." ”