In the last years of antiquity, great changes took place in the heavens and the earth, and the rare treasures that could be refined in the entire barbarian continent seemed to be extinct overnight, and only some uninhabited or dead Jedi would exist; these are still secondary, because the wisdom of human beings is always so not simple, and finding a solution -- qi is the mother of blood, and blood is qi first; if qi is sufficient, the spirit will be vigorous, and if the blood is strong, it will be strong. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

However, there seems to be something missing in this world, locking the monk's flesh and shell, making it more and more difficult for the monk's body to break through, and even the slightest carelessness will end up in pieces.

On the contrary, those ancient relics don't have to worry about this, they have a small world that their ancestors cut out from the ancient barbarian domain, and they still retain the appearance of ancient times, and they don't care about the weakness of their bodies at all.

Now, in front of Ying Zhao's eyes, there is a boy who doesn't know the height of the sky, and dares to swing his fist with himself, isn't this purely going to the toilet with a lantern - looking for death?

The secret of this kid is about to belong to me, and there is such a strong divine soul, which is about to condense into a divine fetus, and the blood is even more frightening.

The more I thought about it, the more excited I became, and the pair of tiger claws that Ying Zhao was excited about actually swelled around, as if the sharp barbs were even colder

-- Uncle idiot, don't go and bang with him!

Boom! Little Lori shouted late.,I don't know how.,There's a little tangle in Little Lori's heart.,Let's just say it's a tangle.,In short, it's a little bit attached.,I just felt that there was a fun uncle.,It's so gone.,That's a heroic move.,In ancient times, it was famous for its flesh and weird soul control.。

The more Lori thought about it, the more she felt that it was impossible for Yunxiao to live.

Ahh

My hand suddenly screamed, extremely terrible, and the scream rang out violently as the smoke and dust dissipated.

The voice is not Uncle Pervert, Little Lori's eyes suddenly showed an excited look, that is Uncle Pervert won.

Boom!

In the next moment, everyone finally realizes what the perfect aesthetics of violence are.

A huge fist, flashing with bronze light, shattered everything, and even the air could not survive under his fist, everything seemed to be beaten back to square one, and a vast aura swept in all directions.

Poof!

The blood flowed for a long time, the nosebleeds were splashed, it was the Ying Zhao who was bleeding, and the Ying Zhao who was almost invincible in the flesh in ancient times was actually broken by Yunxiao's punch.

The monks who kept climbing behind him were shocked, especially those ancient relics who were even more pupils constricted, but they knew how strong the Heroic Move's physical body was, it was a perverted race that could reach the fifth or even sixth turn when they had reached adulthood; although the Heroic Move in front of them was at most in the growth stage, but the physical body had also reached the point of the early stage of the third turn; and they could sweep the invincible opponents of the same rank with their physical body alone.

However, such an existence was actually beaten by a young man in front of him who looked like an old bun in the countryside, and no one could believe that this was true; this must be an illusion, yes, an illusion on the ladder.

Whoa--the ants dare to hurt the body of the great Yingzhao, I will swallow you, and pull it out in section by section! Yingzhao roared, when did the four princes of the Yingzhao clan who was born in his dignified Yingzhao clan suffer such an injury, it is absolutely unforgivable, and he has to slaughter millions of human beings to wash away his shame.

Ying Zhao's eyes were blood-red, like a drop of blood.