Use a trick when you come up, old monster, you have to fight hard! The ghost king of the mountain looks up to the sky and laughs wildly, you are the king of Shang, how can he chase after the end of people? At the moment, he shows his true body, what a heroic man, what a domineering king!

I saw that his jade brocade was full of brilliance, the jasper python belt was entangled, his head was hung with double star rings, his forehead was dotted with night tears, leopard eyes and thick eyebrows, he was eight feet nine tall, and his arms could stand on people, he raised his arms high, as if holding the Optimus Pillar, and shouted in his mouth: "Virtue chases Yao Shun, Wu Gai Barbarian Witch, with my former virtue, with my own strength, Ding Zhen Jiangshan!"

The ghost qi in the sky condensed into a three-legged tripod, the whole body was full of ghosts, but it was as righteous as the sun, and I saw that the ghost king of the mountain waved his arms, and the hundred-zhang high tripod pressed down against the pope. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

This... The old dean gasped, the ghost king of Bishan sacrificed his virtue of casting the prosperity of the great business world, including the ghost qi of the whole body, this is no way to retreat, if you win, it's okay, if you lose, Dading is scattered, and the ghost king of Bishan is definitely wiped out, and he will not be able to live forever!

His face was full of hesitation, but the hesitation was not instantaneous, a pair of old eyes became round, and the corners of his eyes burst into blood: "You and I are a hundred-year-old brother, today is either you die or I die!"

"In ancient times, there was Huaxia, now there is Yan Huang, the blood of our clan is indestructible, and our dragon soul will last forever... Click..."The old dean's teeth were half crushed, and the broken teeth rolled and flew out, "Old friend, I won't kill you even if I have the chance, but now, I can't!"

"I'm sorry old friend, your calculations are too big, I can't bet with you on the thousands of years of Huaxia, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

Suddenly biting his tongue, the old dean said solemnly: "Xuanyuan artistic conception, virtue is born!"

Thundered!

The golden light pierced the heaven and earth, among the countless golden rays, a big sword floated out of thin air, the whole sword was golden, one side was engraved with the sun, moon and stars, one side was engraved with mountains and rivers, one side was engraved with mountains and rivers, and the sword handle was written on the art of farming and animal husbandry, and the other side was written on the policy of unification of the four seas.

As soon as this sword came out, whether it was the bronze tripod of the Ghost King of Pishan or the unparalleled blood arrow of the Northland Drought Devil, it seemed that there was only one sword between heaven and earth, that was Xuanyuan, and there was only one soul, that was Yan Huang, and the Pope, who had been lowering his eyelids to break the formation, finally raised his head, and his eyes flashed.

Call...

With a long exhale, the Pope sighed in a low voice: "Old friend, if I had the chance, I wouldn't kill you..."

He looked up at Xuanyuan Jian, who had not yet moved, and looked at Si Yahui: "You can also shoot together, we have an agreement, haven't we, whether you die or I die in the future, we can't keep our hands, after a hundred years of friendship, can we have a little credibility?"

Si Yahui's old body trembled, she couldn't do it, but seeing that Xiao Chen was still attacking, her eyes suddenly became firm, she was once ruthless and desperate and was working hard for her clansmen, why did she forget the country with her own selfishness?

The wrinkles disappeared, and the beautiful shadow appeared in the place where the old man had been, the only thing that was the same was the dragon's head crutch, and the crutches were slammed on the ground, and the bloody battlefield was dispersed, like a cloud into the fog, and the killing machine suddenly rose.

Her voice was as crisp as that of a twenty-eight girl, but among them, the golden drums sounded in unison, and there were bursts of sonorous voices: "The female general of the Si family, how can you lose to Yangmen?"

Ooh!

The dragon head of the crutch suddenly came to life, the scales flickered with cold light, the dragon's teeth were like sharp blades, hovering on the crutches for a while, and the dragon head crutch that was originally a piece of rotten wood turned into a murderous weapon at this time, eager to try, wanting to drink blood.

"What are you waiting for!" Xiao Chen shouted, another punch.

Boom!

The fist shattered, the blood splattered all over, it was his own blood, the Pope finally focused on him, and smiled meaningfully: "Good junior, what we old monsters didn't find, you found out, what we old monsters didn't do, you did." ”

"So what?"

"Not how. ”

As soon as the Pope was about to speak, the Xuanyuan Sword and the dragon head crutch moved, and under the huge pressure, the entire space exploded into pieces, and the turbulent spatial turbulence just exploded, and they were suppressed by the Xuanyuan Sword, and they appeared on the grass in Ragnarok, still green grass, and it seemed that they had entered the portal of the Seraph's Treasure, and they had never appeared.

Only they were left in the same place and the coffin, Xuanyuan Sword suppressed it magnificently, and as soon as he fell a foot, half of the Pope's calf sank into the ground, and his palm crackled and shattered into three pieces, and he could no longer stop the bronze tripod and the blood arrow, and it seemed that it would only be torn apart in the next moment.

Si Yahui had tears in her eyes, but she was not slow at all, and the dragon head turned into a five-clawed yellow dragon and bit down at the Pope. This is the last straw that crushes the camel's back, and the attack is coming, I'm afraid that before the Xuanyuan Sword strikes again, the Pope will be pierced through the heart, and he can't die again.

But at this time, the Pope lowered his eyelids and said with a wry smile: "I gave you time, but, it was too late." ”

I didn't want to kill, I really didn't want to kill my good friend who had been friends for hundreds of years, so he asked Andre to make a move, and let Andre make a move in advance, but he didn't expect that the old dean and Si Yahui also remembered the old relationship and didn't do anything to him immediately.

And now, the development of things is no longer beyond his control....

Only in the next moment, the five-clawed yellow dragon was about to penetrate his heart, but at this moment, the last star of the protective formation was shattered.

The Pope's momentum changed drastically, whether it was a blood arrow or a bronze tripod, they all flew out upside down as if they had been hit hard, and the Ghost King of the Mountains and the Drought Fish of the North Land stumbled for a while, and the ground dozens of miles long were shattered under their feet, and they could stop vomiting blood.

Si Yahui's dragon head crutch seemed to be pierced on the slippery rubber, and slipped to the side, she put away the faucet crutche, and looked at the Pope in surprise, but only saw a white blanket covering the Pope's face, and the source of this white light was the Pope's palm.

There was a blazing white hexagonal crystal that made her scream, "Godhead!"

The old dean put away the Xuanyuan Sword, he couldn't control it anymore, as soon as the godhead appeared, the Xuanyuan Sword seemed to have encountered a powerful enemy, almost draining him. Without putting it away, without waiting for an attack, the Xuanyuan Sword drained his strength and soul, sucking him to death, and the Xuanyuan Sword lost its host, and would not attack anything.

He looked at the godhead in surprise, and his face was particularly ugly: "Old thing, whose coffin is this? Angels don't have godheads!" )