“Fuck, I was killed again!”

"The so-called born saint, such a waste of wood, will not be false!" 」

"It's not that they're too wasteful, but the ancient pupas are too powerful, the so-called born saints, the sons of destiny, etc., are scum in front of him!"

"He shot too fast, the attack is too fierce, like a storm, like a sea wave, once caught in his attack rhythm, he will undoubtedly die, there is no possibility of escape!"

"It is said that these three demons have many cards left by the gods and strong people, and under the thorns, they can tear the void and flee." But the ancient temple attack speed is too fast, too violent, the three demonic people are too late to show the bottom card, is killed!"

"This can be a big thing, a born saint is the support of a race, and now three people have died, it is God who is going to fall."If he knew, he wouldn’t be crazy!”

In the midst of the time, the demons present were horrified and terrified to the extreme.

The three demons are all born with the qualifications of saints, the Taoist realm is twenty-five changes, the Ninety-Five True Dragon Fa, the practice of cultivation, and the killing techniques, etc., are all first-class and one-tnew, but the end is unchanged, and as many as the ancient stepping fairy was killed.

Even if the fierce battle is fierce, the ancients have broken the bottleneck, advanced in the battle, and become the twenty-sixth change of the road, and the Fa is one, but the end has not changed, or it has been killed.

And the whole process of fierce war, there is no blood war hundred rounds, did not fall into a stalemate, and even brought a little trouble to the ancient caste, just relaxed pressure, destroyed everything, killed the three born saints.

All the demons looked at the ancient tave, as if they looked like the dead.

Killing the three great prides of the demon clan will inevitably provoke the anger of Wanlong, and it is impossible for the giant to shoot.

“Today, I want to make the old battlefield blood flow into the river!”

Guta Xian cold road, waving his hand and killing, killing to a road twenty-four changes, peeping into the future demon strong.This demonic strong man roared, and hurried the secret to flee, but had just escaped from less than ten miles and was beheaded.

Brush!

He fought again and killed a demon.

The ancient puparchs continued to walk, step by step, as if death walked on earth, wherever they went, the number was destruction, the number was death, and the demonic people fell proudly.

“Hurry up and run away!”

“This is going to go crazy, to cut off my demonic strong!”

“Hurry up!”

“I can’t escape!”

“Mother, help!”

“I don’t want to die!”

At this moment, countless strong people struggle, roar, resist, but there is no effect, as if killed by the number of chickens and dogs.These are demonic geniuses, all of them are strong in combat, but in the face of the ancient pedal fairy is just a punch to kill.

If I don't kill you, I'll lose!

Unfortunately, no one of the remaining demons has the right to let him make a second punch.

Countless demonic people, like blown-up flowers, fled everywhere, hidden in the practice of teaching, but there was no use, and as many were beheaded.No matter how good it is hidden, it is useless.

“Oh my God, there’s a freak in the door of heaven!”

“Heavenly Demon, the Great Demon King, killing countless people!”

“Fuck, this is to destroy the new generation of demons!”

At this moment, countless strong people are horrified, the experience of the ancient battlefield, the so-called Xianmen assessment, has become the stage of the ancient stepping fairy one-man performance.All the pride and so on, as many as possible, become the supporting role, the stream of dragon sets.

“The old troll!”

At this moment, in a cliff, Xuanxin is quenching the spell, it seems that after experiencing a setback, he has become more and more hard, and now it is the twenty-five changes in the Taoyuan, and the immortality is not dead, which can be described as the speed of cultivation.

However, when he learned that the ancient tave had beheaded the three demonic people, and immediately, his so-called success became worthless.

“Olide, is my heart not?”

He cried out, “But kill so many demons, the lord of the demons, and will not let you go!”

. . .

In the outside world, a huge nest, like a huge fortress sitting in the void, constantly swallowing the air of chaos, quenching itself, the nest more and more powerful, it seems to be transformed into an unstoppable god soldier.

In the center of the nest, a blue dragon lying on the ground, constantly spat, it seems that each scale is to communicate a world, endless space-time channels are constantly being opened, constantly torn, the vitality of the world is driven, descending, quenching its body.

Oh hey!

Suddenly, this green dragon seemed to sense something, the body changed, transformed into a human being, it was the master of the demonic clan, Wanlong.

“See the past!”

Li Wanlong prompted the secret here, the palm of the hand appeared a light and shadow, the past events, the flash of the past, the appearance of the ancient foot fairy killing four, the destruction of the demon scene, that terrible strength, that strong fighting force, let him are surprised, this is still human?

The so-called born saints, the son of heaven, in front of the ancient pawns, are scum.

Even the so-called "dimensive", "king of the number", in front of him is also a scum, but also weak.

“It’s a horrible existence!”

Li Wanlong's heart flashed, "This person must kill it, otherwise my demonic people will be unsatisfying!"

Not my people, their hearts will be different!

My hero, my enemy!

Brush!

The next moment, Li Wanlong disappeared and went to kill the ancient tave.

A saint, even to kill a monk in a 19-year-old state, looks at how to make a big deal, but Li Wanlong is extremely solemn, dare not have a slight contempt.The young people in this year are terrible, and they may be worse than him, but if they look at young people, they will die very badly.

. . .

The heavens and the earth are full of eyes, and they see the future.

In the ancient battlefield, the scene of the ancient caste killing four sides was also seen by him... If there are genius disciples in the sect, it is the luck of the gate school; if there are demon disciples, it represents the Daxing of the gate; but there is a non-human, and it is a great tragedy.

"Leave the hand, Li Wanlong has shot, to go ahead and kill the ancient taekhen!"

A great elder said: "The ancient taugu fairy is not tame, but after all, I am a disciple of the world, can I watch him being intercepted by outsiders, I wait for indifferent, if so, the heart is scattered, the team is not good to take!" 」

“Oh hey!”Xuan Shudao said lightly: "The ancient caste fairy has atmospheric luck, the air is strong, Li Wanlong can't kill him at all... He will turn the risk to nothing!"

It is very good to say, but in essence, the occult does not want to go to the rescue of the ancient pedestal, the reason is so simple.

In the world of the mysterious, the son of the heart is born as a saint, originally had the best chance to become the head of the world, but now, with the emergence of the ancient caste, everything has become impossible.It is best to die, and everything is back on its original track.