The one who has been piled up to the real third step by the breath of the East Spirit Transformation God from generation to generation is really small, it is the East Spirit Heaven, the real blade of the gods!

The reason why the god of war has his back to the battlefield and sits on the ground.

It is because all his layouts have been exhausted in this realm war, and he is no longer powerless, and there is no way to do it.

It is also because, as long as this method is out, he firmly believes it.

Dongling!

Win!

Although Zhen Xiaoxiao's strength beyond the transformation god, he can only maintain five breaths.

But it is more than enough to destroy Abu Yuyan.

Lian Zimiao's eyes were crazy, and the last smile on the face of Master Wujiang was in his ears.

Mo Lixue's remnant soul trembled, and all that echoed in his heart was the groove!

"Nope! That's impossible! Perverted! Perverted! Eastern Spiritual Monks, all perverts! Abu Yuyan's eyes were crazy.

The real little in front of him, his body suddenly erupted with an extremely crazy power, and the wind instantly extinguished the wildfire that had been burning on the earth for more than half a month, and lifted the rocks and scorched earth down a layer fiercely!

The air shook, and he moved with his small gaze, condensing himself into the Great Soul Snatching Array below him...... and the spell marks that swirl in the wind, and the power of the supernatural powers is shattered one by one!

In these five breaths, he was no longer the strongest monk in the whole swaggering star.

Under the deterrence of the real third step, he is a mustard! It's ants! It's a bed bug that can be crushed to death at will!

Just the power of her eyes sealed the space and sealed all her cultivation!

This is the Tao of Dongling!

It is not true that the resources are far superior to those of Nanding, Xiqi and Beiyan.

And this Eastern Spiritual Monk has never coveted a territory that is not his own, but he does not give up an inch of land to his hometown!

Only the love of this red clay!

It will be beautiful, it will be rich!

Luck is not the way of heaven, it is humane.

"No, no, no, no...... I don't want ...... I don't want ...... I am the Lord of the Two Realms...... "Panic appeared on Abu Yuyan's cracked cheeks.

"Kill him, Tiny!"

Lian Zimiao trembled all over, and let out this heart-rending cry from the depths of his soul, as long as Abu Yuyan died, this realm war would be over!

Losing the leader, the rest of the beast is not enough.

The five breaths of time are precious, and at this time they are really small, as if the impact of the power of the god is too strong, and they did not launch a killing attack on Abu Yuyan, who has lost his combat power, at the first time!

Fast!

Be quick!

There must be no mistakes, these five breaths are Dongling's last chance!

"Huh?"

The Jimo Ghost Saint, who was slowly walking towards Beiyan, felt the terrifying power stirring between heaven and earth, and stopped in surprise and raised his eyebrows high......

Soon, his face suddenly changed!

"Dongling...... Dongling is really invincible! ”

Beiyan and Dongling, from ancient times to the present, have fought countless times, in history, Beiyan also had a glorious record of occupying most of Dongling's territory for ten years, but no matter how many troops are invested, how much blood is squandered.

The Northern War Regiment has been expelled from this rich red soil again and again.

The ancestors once said that this world is invincible!

Originally, this was not believed by the Ink Ghost Saint.

But now, he believed!

The third-step monk, Dongling actually left such a hole card to deal with Abu Yuyan, the great consummation of the gods who had never been seen before or after him!

"Hey...... Yuyan, I have fulfilled my vow, this time, you yourself, do it yourself......"

The heartbeat rumbled, that is, the ink ghost shrank into inches, and more and more erased the traces he had left in the space, like an invisible breeze, dissolving between the vast Beiyan heaven and earth.