Become the great enemy of the Son of God!"

The wind is hard to calm down, the "colors" under the colorful masks are rippling, and the beautiful eyes are twinkling and changing.

Yao Xi, Zifu's son, Zhao Fa and others also had a hard time calming down, and they were all thinking that everyone had different ideas.

Both the saint and the saint felt the tremendous pressure, and now no one dared to say that it was a stable night maple, but not many people were with him!

At this time, a young king of the Jeep family, with a pair of deep eyes and eyes, stared ahead for a while.

In the world, everyone says that kings can compete with the gods, but no one knows how powerful the moon is.

Today, the "color" of his god does not ripple, and images of battles constantly appear in his eyes. It's mysterious, a lot of people have noticed, they're all confused!

"This is the god of the King of God, who fights in the power of evolution!"

Ji Pengyue was playing the battle of talents, seeing him so calm and calm, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, everyone knew that he must be a war person!

The king of Jijia does not have many shots, and people use him to compare the combat power of the Golden-winged King, almost forgetting the fact that he is the king of the Eastern Wilderness.

The Ji family is the descendants of the great emperors of ancient times, and there are records in the ancient heavens, recording the sacred art of the world and the secrets of the great emperors!

However, in the last pages of the ancient book of Nishiva, few people in the world know which technology exists.

How terrible would it be if the King of God showed it?

Here, another special manifestation is the radiance of the son, whose hair is light and flutters in the wind, and his eyes are like deep pools.

His enthusiasm continued to fade, like the destruction and opening of one world after another, which seemed daunting, but he quickly smiled and returned to normal.

"Who let the master of the world kill me......" Ye Feng asked himself, "he took all the people away." ”。

In front of Zhu Hsiung, most of the young people were fascinated by his sharp eyes, and everyone was shocked and didn't dare to look at them head-on.

Chapter 4777

Chapter 4777

"Wow!" the big black dog jumped suddenly, and the mountain shook. It landed on the hill and brought back a golden arm.

It was the arm of the little golden-winged king, the only one neglected by Old Peng, and it was preserved, and the golden light shone brightly.

"What do you want it for?" asked Li Xishui.

"This is the wings of the gods, and they will change in a few minutes," the black dog said drooling, "he is a descendant of a Dai saint, and such wings cannot be found, and they are not even worthy of this city." ”

Li Xishui looked at the bloody arm, a little stupid, almost fainted, and said to himself, "Damn, you dare to eat anything." ”

The rest of the people were also a little dizzy and didn't know what to say. That dead dog smells too heavy and a bit morally bankrupt.

"Dog, don't 'eat indiscriminately,'" Xiao Xiao said, not daring to cover his big eyes with his small hands.

"Don't worry, the emperor only uses it to make 'medicine'. "I don't know if it's real or fake, when the sun shines, it's put away.

"Is the world really coming back?"

In outer space there are strong waves, and the most powerful figures, such as the Lord of the Wind, soon come to us, and everything is "dew", showing "color".

They got the news that they had come back for the first time, looked at the results here, and after picking up the fragments of the broken sword, everyone took a closer look.

The Heavenly Court was destroyed in ancient times, but the human world and hell were preserved, and the divine beings naturally knew about it.

These two ancient killer dynasties have always been quiet, although there are occasional actions, but they are very low-key, but now it is so powerful that killing the Eucharist is disturbing.

Ye Feng also thought that he swept everyone, and it was difficult to judge who had invited the human world, and he only knew the ancient traditions to come into contact with the ancient Killer God Dynasty.

Who the hell is it that wants him to die is a dangerous enemy, but he doesn't know where the enemy is.

In this battle, Ye Feng was seriously injured, and the most dangerous thing was the sword on his head, as long as he spat out an inch of the sword forward, he would have life.

The king also left him with a lot of scars.

He played the sacred art recorded in the Bible, a mystical method for An Miao to heal his wounds.

At night, every inch of the maple tree shakes, and the divine blood is like a river and the sea.

In his body, the electric splitting dance of the golden 'color' and the golden light on his body set off a brilliant body, if it were an immortal body.

It didn't take long for his wounds to heal, and he recovered most of his internal and external injuries at the expense of a certain amount of gold-colored 'color' blood gas.

However, the most powerful eucharistic is the body, which can quickly compensate and remain at its peak.

Now that the enemy is in the dark, he must put himself on top without any harm, otherwise he may be taken advantage of.

Brush.

Ye Feng opened his eyes, and the "camera" showed two gods, which made everyone feel more anxious about the Holy Communion.

In the night, when Maple saw the saint and the saint giving him a ring, he stood up and forced his mouth to overflow with blood.

"Many people said he was dying, but when they saw him fighting, they had to suspect him.

"When I was in the north, I started vomiting blood until I got to the south, and then I threw it back to the central region.

The Lord of the Wind came, nodded at him and said, "No, no, no, no.

"It was just an accident," he said.

"But you have to be careful, the ancient god of killing is like a cloud, you have to know the way of killing and killing, you have to face the world alone in the realm of killing," the master of the Wind family warned.

The ancient Killer Dynasty is unfathomable, although the years that have passed are long, and even the Holy Land needs to be destroyed!

In the ancient halls of the world, a huge bone tower was built from the skull of a king, and there were strong men who could kill the kings of the ages.

Not to mention the terrible legacy of this ancient tradition, their younger generation must be very terrifying, and if they could kill the king like their ancestors did, they would have a lot of life and death on earth even if they were divine bodies.

The front of this road and the killing of all the outstanding people in the world is a way of proving the fruit, it is the front line where there is no need to be afraid! They are a group of terrorists who exist to kill people, and the ideas that have developed from childhood are different from those of ordinary people.

Ye Feng wanted to leave here and immediately go to the cliff to find the nine secrets, but there was no word from the master of the Feng family, which gave him a headache, so he had to stay.

"Wang Shenhua came here, on the Feng Clan 800 Divine Island, you stay, let him help you diagnose again. ”

The king of the previous generation was so gracious to the father of the Doctor of God that he was summoned to the north to heal Ye Feng, which was exactly what was proposed at the time.

The night wind couldn't even push it off, and the lord of the Wind Clan kindly stopped him and didn't let him go, so he had to go to see Wang Shenhua and find a way to survive.

At this time, the sky is full of stars.

The stars were shining, the mountains were undulating, and all kinds of birds and animals dared to return to the forest at this time, having been frightened by the war earlier.

Ye Feng returned to the island of Yagami, leaving behind the scars on the Evolution Avenue along the way, covering its source of life, and finally he was satisfied.

On this evening, the atmosphere is warm and very festive, and many monks exchange cups and cups.

The island of the gods hanging in the sky is as close as the stars in the sky.

Ye Feng still sits with the younger generation, and the top of the hall is both male and female.

Xiao Xiao sat next to him, less than three years old, and couldn't touch the treasures on the white jade table.

The little girl was very happy, her big eyes were brighter than the stars in the sky, her mind was simple, and she ate sweetly.

All over the world, others were under tremendous pressure, and when they sat with Ye Feng, they all felt a strong wave of blood, and many felt pins and needles when they thought about everything in the war.

The younger generation of the Feng clan no longer dared to come over to get their cards, they were all honest and honest, and they were also very sincere in their toasts.

"I'm happy," she said.

In the summer, the emperor's son, the Heavenly Demon Palace, and the white nun all congratulated him on his victory, and a few people had no scruples.

After that, he shook his son, raised his glass to congratulate him, his body exuded a splendid charm, he had an extraordinary charisma, and even standing in the sea, he could recognize him at a glance.

Ye Feng remembered one thing, the former King of the Golden Wings had said that he wanted to be high up with his shining son, but since he was sealed out of the sea of fire, he never shouted again.

What happened during this time can also be guessed one or two, and the night maple tree can't help but shake his son's light, absolutely unfathomable.

At the same time, he recalled that when he shook hands with his son in the restricted area, he wanted to exchange an ancient book for his red blood.

This is not an ancient relic of the Holy Land, but a relic of his journey.

Ye Feng thought about it carefully, this person definitely has a good chance, and there is more than one ancient book, I am afraid that there is really a means to go against the sky.

The reason why Yun Feng thought of dumping his son was that this person was difficult to see through and always had unsettling doubts, but he never got into trouble.

Towards the end of the feast, a white-haired and old-fashioned man came to the area where the young man lived.

The night of the crested head was very large, and soon stood up and saluted, the king's famous doctor came from the central region, he was a doctor of great ability and great reputation.

"The King of God was kind to my ancestors and could not heal your wounds, which makes me feel guilty, you don't have to do it," said the old fairy.

Almost instantly, his god "color" changed, but he quickly hid it, and it is not surprising that he was diagnosed by Night Maple.

Yinfeng knew that it was broken, Wang Shendao was really a powerful demon, and the scars on his evolutionary path could not be hidden from the other side at all, he must have seen it.

"Please keep it a secret!" Nightpeak said to himself, "This is a divine figure who longs for the great power of the world. ”。

"You have really surprised me, you have not wasted the efforts of those who came before you," said the king, "you can rest assured that the god-king has been kind to my ancestors, and I will protect you from the suspicion of other leaders." ”

That night, Mr. Feng relaxed, feeling that he was right, the other party really missed Wang Senen, and at the same time, his heart was also shocked.

Feng Sheng managed to prevent him from coming back, and the other divine figures had doubts. These are very subtle things that can evolve into terrible consequences!

"Come with me, I declare, and I will heal you. ”

"Well, thank you!"

Subsequently, Wang Shenhua publicly announced that the life of the maple tree could only last 14 days that night, and the news immediately caused a sensation.

"He's really going to die, and the doctors of the previous generation are so sure that there seems to be no way to go back. ”

"I can't believe it, ah, the Eucharist is going to die, and the blood is still so strong that it is not enough to compete with the constitution of the great emperor!"

Of the 800 kamikaze clans on the island, many monks are in trouble, and Ye Feng's fighting power is too prominent, which makes many people unsettled.

"If you want to live, you have to do what you have to do and make yourself human," Wang said.

At this time, the lord of the hall was also frightened, but no one said anything more, and everyone was silent.

The younger generation, many of whom did not hide their laughter, such a big enemy would still die and there would be no longer a threat.

The younger generation of the Wind Clan had been able to split, and at this point they were active again, no longer afraid of Night Fle.

The son of the purple capital didn't say anything, his eyes flashed, and he drank a glass of wine.

Yao Xi took a long breath, her hand fell on the night of the maple leaf, it was always difficult to calm down, and now she can really put her mind at ease.

"It's better to live than to die," he said.

The big and small yellow seeds, the moon, and the white tender also came, and they sincerely comforted them, saying that the maple tree could go with them at night.

"Ye Xiong's mouth was full of 'color', and he didn't stop laughing until he got close. "Life always has its ups and downs, so don't worry about them. “

After that, he patted Ye Feng, if he hadn't said anything before that, he wouldn't have dared to be so casual.

Night Wind didn't care if there were any scars on the road, only he and Wang Shenhua understood, and when he saw the scene, he suddenly laughed and said, "Brother Zhao, maybe one day I will go and sell the Holy Sword to you." ”

Zhao Fa smiled and said, "I've been looking forward to it." ”

"Beware!" he said.

After dawn, Ye Feng and Wang Shenhua left together, leaving too many topics behind, people were speculating about his fate, and many people were waiting and paying attention.

"These stupid birds...... "Wait for them to hang their jaws," said the big black dog with a small stork, laughing with a small stork. ”

Li Xishui smiled and said, "Look at their faces!"

Where the king's healers hid out, in a fairy-like way in the central region, close to a vast wilderness, a very pristine area.

He had to try hundreds of herbs and alchemy on weekdays just to get in and out of the wilderness.

When Wang Shenhua heard the Black Emperor talk about "chaotic" nonsense all the way, he was a little speechless.

Ye Feng brought Xiao Nan's question up and asked Dr. Wang Shen if there was a way to treat her symptoms of always forgetting the past.

"This kid is a bit special, I can't say .......

After crossing endless mountains, crossing many mountains, he finally came to the wilderness, to Wang Shenhua's hut.

It's a land of pure practice.

"No, this place is special, I think the front should be more beautiful than a piece of land!" The "dew" of the big black dog showed amazing "color".

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