Chapter 175: Divine Phoenix Slash (II)

Even if there is a golden bell body, but the appearance is like it, but in a few seconds, it will be cut to pieces.

Yang Dingtian's sea of time can only plunder the youth of the living, and cannot take away the nirvana that has been played.

The sea of time, rushing to thousands of purples, takes three seconds.

Thousands of purples flashed, and it only took half a second.

In terms of speed, Yang Dingtian was defeated.

At this moment, the sword light was too late, and the skin cut by Yang Dingtian was opened, the white bones were hideous, and there were bursts of screams.

Three seconds!

Thousands of purples flashed, and in three seconds, Yang Dingtian was crippled.

Three seconds later;

Thousands of purples were submerged in the sea of time, gradually changing from a big girl, to a girl, and then to a babbling little doll.

Although the body has become smaller, the consciousness is still there.

The price of time being plundered is that cultivation is also being plundered at the same time.

Before the statute of limitations has expired.

Any person can strangle thousands of purples.

Other words;

In a flash, Yang Dingtian was almost disabled.

But a dream for a thousand years completely plundered thousands of purples into kindergarten little sisters.

On the top of the Ethereal Peak, Yang Dingtian's roar resounded through the sky.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Wan Qianzi turned around and ran, her voice was immature, and it was quite cute: "Run, run, leave me alone!" ”

The four little strongmen spoke, but they wanted to run.

The Taoists in the Spring and Autumn Period have been eyeing each other.

At this moment, Yang Dingtian was like a hungry wolf, he crawled to catch thousands of purples, and wanted to strangle this girl.

Thousands of purples ran fast, and Yang Dingtian climbed faster.

At this time, Lin Qianmeng made a final decision: "You don't have to protect me."

Go and help thousands of purples.

Give him two more hits.

Today, hard work everyone. Lin Qianmeng sighed, raised the golden hairpin, and pressed his neck: "Yang Dingtian, we lost today."

But the infinite country, will not lose.

The imperial court will not lose.

Saints, even more will not lose. ”

"Mother, that's just your dream!" Yang Dingtian roared and threw himself into thousands of purples, pulled him into his arms, raised his big hand, and pressed his head: "Lord in charge, don't pass by." ”

Five-year-old Wan Qianzi was so frightened that her little face turned pale and shed tears.

Canglang Lang!

The snow chopping knife made a blue arc, split Yang Dingtian, and snatched thousands of purples back.

Jingle Bell~

Woo Hugh~

Snow slashing knives, blood droplets, fish intestine swords, giant swordsmanship.

The four small strongs returned to the light and fought to the death.

The mother's plan is;

Since it is destined to end, there must be a decent way to die.

Bring Wanqianzi back, let's go together.

Shen Qianjun snatched Wan Qianzi back and asked her if she could still fight?

Wan Qianzi hugged Shen Qianjun's fiery chest, feeling so warm.

He climbed to his neck again, raised his fist and shouted, "How long will it take to recover from the large-scale time plundering technique?" ”

The two were chatting when suddenly the ground was blown away for hundreds of meters.

Yang Dingtian dragged the remnants of his body, punching one punch at a time, bursting the Ethereal Peak.

Si Xiaoqiang screamed and returned to Lin Qianmeng's side.

The crowd was desperate and wanted to die quickly.

At this moment, the sea of time is once again rolling like a heavenly river, spreading in.

Wan Qianzi still hasn't been able to recover, but the four Xiaoqiang are recovering quickly, but it's useless!

Lin Qianmeng shook his body: "That's it!" ”

"It's not that easy to die!" Yang Dingtian roared: "I want all of you to live and watch with your own eyes."

The queen of the world.

Sister Tianshan Tong, who is the enemy of 10,000 people, is in charge of the six doors.

I want to become, my Spring and Autumn Taoist, a fertility tool.

Despair, women! "Yang Dingtian's body is repairing quickly, and the damage caused by the heavy injury is harmless.

The old thing ran quickly, condensed the sea of time, and fell with a giant fist.

At this moment, the picture in front of Si Xiaoqiang's eyes is that the entire sky is collapsing.

Yang Dingtian's time roared, and no one could stop it.

Once it falls, it is doomed to be worse than dead.

"But we can still die with dignity." Wan Qianzi cried: "I didn't listen to the surname Urine, he originally asked me to take Niangniang away as soon as possible."

Sorry ......"

Lin Qianmeng shouted: "Say sorry now, what's the use, what else do you have?" ”

"Yes." Wan Qianzi wiped her tears: "The surname Urine brought me a strengthening injection, I can recover my combat power in an instant, but I can only use the Treasure Phantasm again."

The surname urine means to say if there is a deviation in the plan.

I kill the enemy.

Give the mother, a dignified way to die. ”

I see!

Lin Qianmeng nodded: "That is to say, there is still one more chance."

Your Excellency.

Hongu, watch the game for you. ”

Wan Qianzi took out a pink booster injection and injected it into her neck.

And the second half second;

The whole person's body is visible to the naked eye to return to normal.

The sword is shocking, and the thunder is out of the body.

A knife is swung out, and ten thousand knives are slashed in succession.

Splitting the sky with lightning, light and shadow fall into the city.

Yang Dingtian sneered: "Don't struggle, you have already lost."

My time is roaring, and I can rob all youth.

Call it a day. ”

"I'm fighting with you!" Wan Qianzi, who recovered quickly, was still riding on Shen Qianjun's neck at the moment, and he was scared to pee just now, and he snorted his neck.

There is no such ~

Ethereal peaks, thunder roaring.

The two camps, one eliminates the other's strengths.

Yang Dingtian became more and more courageous the more he fought, and his body became stronger and stronger.

Thousands of knives struck him, and there was only a loud clanging sound.

But the roar of time has already come to the face.

Wan Qianzi raised a knife with both hands: "Help me!" ”

Ripples, ripples, roars, lightning flashes.

Time roared, quickly drowning in a flash.

Also drowning everyone, the last hope.

The power of thousands of purples is being suppressed.

The four Xiaoqiang's faces turned white.

Lin Qianmeng was about to kill himself, but was stopped by someone......

Shen Qianjun withstood the pressure: "There is another way to help the lord in charge."

My knife is called a snow chopping knife, and it is also called a 10,000-person chop.

Bloodthirsty.

Prefer the blood of the royal family. ”

"What do you want to say?" Lin Qianmeng trembled.

"I want to borrow the blood of the mother, borrow the blood of everyone......" Shen Qianjun looked at it, and the time that was about to collapse flashed, and the time that was close to the time roared: "No matter what, I have to try."

Win, we'll sing.

If you lose, the mother will fall, and she will die in life.

How to choose, please decide. ”

Killing the peak of the three grades, Shen Qianjun is not 100% sure.

can only give the choice to Lin Qianmeng.

But Lin Qianmeng didn't want to, he waved the knife and bled to Shen Qianjun: "Use it casually, there is a glimmer of hope in this palace, and I won't give up." ”

Seeing this, the four Xiaoqiang should hurry up.

Wan Qianzi is about to be unable to bear it.

The blood of the four people, plus Lin Qianmeng's royal blood.

Tick-tock, clanging on the snow chopper.

……

The clouds and the tide are surging, like the end of the city.

The terrifying roar of time drowned out sight, hope, and youth.

Thousands of purples flashed, which could hit Yang Dingtian hard, but it couldn't kill him.

Yang Dingtian's time roars, but it can rob everyone's time.

The two are contrasted, and the judgment is made.

Wan Qianzi couldn't hold it back, and she looked back.

Four small strong, three are all wasted, and the ground is bloody.

The mother slumped on the ground and nodded at her with a smile.

Oh, yes~

We lost.

Completely lost.

As the roar of time spreads, radiation.

Yang Dingtian stepped on the fierce wind, grabbed thousands of purple heads, and killed with one punch.

Bloodlight, spreading in a geometric state.

Thousands of purples fell down in the sky......

The body, once again, became a five-year-old girl.

With the fall of the hurricane, with the falling leaves whirlling, at any time the light is gone.

At this moment, Yang Dingtian laughed loudly.

Spring and Autumn Cultists;

Roaring the Envoy of the Sect, the voice of the Envoy of the Sect came and went.

Thousands of purple tears poured into the void, and she closed her eyes with tears.

Surrounded by a powerful roar of light and shadow, it was the absolute realm of Yang Dingtian's coercive radiation.

Suddenly......

Someone dragged Wan Qianzi and put her in his arms: "Hold it tight!" ”

"You?" Wan Qianzi was stunned, only to feel that her chest was hot.

That waste-like iron knife was burning with the light of death at the moment.

The snow slasher is neon and lightning, showing a purple-blue color.

Shen Qianjun ascended to the sky in one step, and greeted Yang Dingtian, who was coming with a heavy kill, wielding a knife like a giant flash, and a three-thousand-meter Z-shaped sword: "God-Phoenix-Slash!" ”