Indeed, there is no contrast without harm, Jiang Hao was fiercely staring at Zhang a fly, and then gritted his teeth to look at the figure of the Moro sword in the sky, the injury was about to recover, he roared wildly, holding a dragon knife bursting, like a wild beast, trembling and waving the dragon knife, constantly attacking a fighter armor.

“Dick, you stimulate him to fuck the ball!”The old man complained.

"Fuck, my brother just said it, his mother's ghost knows that Xiao Haozi is so strong and successful."

Zhang Yifei really did not deliberately stimulate Jiang Haojun, the previous words, are from the heart of the words, "Spicy next door, brother will not rest, the war he broke the sky!"

With a blood roar, he once again transformed into a four-meter giant body, clenched his front teeth, wrapped the mountain and called the power of the tsunami, and launched a fierce impact on a fighter armor.

At the same time, more and more blood night people joined the battle, the fifth family of Moro Qing with scientific and technological weapons to see the long, she opened the wide sleeves, the dark and dark nano-machine worm spread like a virus from her sleeve, covered with cover.

The sound of a demon chewing bones sounded like a demon, filled with heaven and earth, sharp and terrible, and infiltrating people!

These nano-machine worms turn a blind eye to the living creatures, but they have an unusually strong interest in the fighter armor made of steel, they are like a group of evil spirits from hell, crazy to the fighter armor, and then tightly attached to their surface, hungry and crazy fast cannibalization of the fighter armor.

“The accident?”

Moro Mo dance looked at Yu Wenxiao Tiantian, and then quite an achievement said, "Your gods can study the fighter armor, and our blood-night clan can study the nanoworms that specialize in dealing with your fighter armor."

Yu Wenxiao sighed, and there was no sadness and no joy in the handsome face: "Researching the fighter A to make up for the weakness of our god clan is, in my opinion, it is a practice of seeking the end, with the power of thought, why do you need those bulky steel shells!"

As his words came up, the power of thought poured out from his tens of millions of pores, and on his body surface, it was like a white flame, and the white light was dazzling, making him like a round of golden wulings standing in the air, and a vast pressure of his body was centered on his body.

The people who were at war below subconsciously stopped all the movements, looked up at Yu Wenxiao, like a god-like dazzling Yu Wenxiao, and the heart was incomparably shocked, and at this moment, it was involuntarily that an impulse of worship was produced.

Moro Mo dance slightly stunned, eyes violently trembling, when the loved one showed her the war, her heart was like a needle pricked up, she smiled miserably: "It seems that we have a war after all, just like we first met twenty-six years ago, I will defeat you, and then let you go!" 」

The blood-colored sneer slowly gushed out of the body surface, and the dark spot like an old spell also appeared on that beautiful face, and a strong pressure burst out from her, like a hurricane in between heaven and earth.

The two turned into a white and red two-way flowing light, constantly bombarding in the sky, the super-strong defense of the power of ideas, the love of the blood and night clan, the sound of thunder, the space is collapsing, the earth is collapsing, when the two flow of light collided in the building of the headquarters of the Marine Corps, the building that is up to 100 meters collapsed, and the bricks rolled down into tons.

“Broken”

The earth trembled under the bombardment of masonry, and the dust covered the sky.

The scuffle below began again, and the sound of the sword and sword oscillated.

“The old man himself went to clean up the little rabbit!”The two elders were trembling, and they dived down like eagles from the air.

“Boss, let’s go to war too.”

"The centuries-old grievances have come to an end today."

"Yes, it is not my god's death or the death of the blood and night clan, let go of my hands and feet."

The elders said to the elders.

The elder's eyes always fell on the body of Ling Xiu, who was rushing to the torture table, if thoughtful, but after seeing that Yu Wenxiao Tian and Moro Mo dance had gone to war, he bit his teeth and clenched his fist as if he had made a great deal of determination: "Since this step of the field, then **** mother!"

“Yes!”

The six elders burst out the power of their thoughts, although they were not like Yu Wenxiao, but they were also dazzling as the day, and they rushed down into six streams of light.

The war is fierce, and space and the ground are constantly collapsing!

Screaming to kill the sky, the blood is splashing, and the gods are constantly flying out of the god city and joining the battle; hundreds of people in the blood and night clan are bloodless and have no fighting power.

When everyone is dead, their blood will be stained red, blood and rain will fall, the body will fall, the sky is red, and the whole atrium square will be turned into a human purgatory.

Whether it is the gods or the blood and night people, they are not afraid to die, for their respective families, for a reason that they do not know at all, killing with red eyes!

This is a song of grief, this is a war of disregard for life!

The two elders personally thought that he could easily solve the practice by virtue of his ability, but the fact of the fact slapped him hard.A strong collision between him and Ling Xiu actually made him feel the feeling of shifting his internal organs and his internal organs.

“Get off!”

Anyone who stands in the way of his way is the enemy, and the enemy is damned.

He strode and ran wild, frantically attacked and killed the two elders, bombarded with a fist, the energy fluctuation of terror fluctuated on all sides, and the space collapsed.

“Little bitch, you are tired!”

The two elders were ugly, breaking the heavy space, and roaring under the air and shooting, the ten dried fingers were like many sharp blades, dancing out the fierce arc.

“Oh, hey, hey, hey.”

As many as he hit the body of the repair, a shocking wound emerged, some deep visible bones, flesh and blood blurred, Lingshu footsteps were blurred, and the "hush" fell back.

The eyes, ears, nostrils, mouth, and face are all flowing with blood.

“Ah~”

The grudging wailing sounded, but it was issued by the two elders, after playing the flying Ling repair, he found that one of his ears was hard tore and tear down in the process of flying out, and the blood water "crumpeted", that kind of sharp pain, which could not be described in words.

At this time, Ling Xiu cruelly smiled and forced his body to hold up...

Black hair turned into long white hair, no wind automatically; both eyes are scattered with a blood light, eye-catching; the skin is like a blank sheet of paper, two tusks on both sides of the mouth, blooming cold light.

The perverted ability to recover begins to work, and the wounds on the body are healed at a speed visible to the naked eye!

“Little bunny, the old man is going to kill you, the old man is going to kill you...”

The two elders were furious, and the pain of losing his ears made him hate the cultivation.

Just before he could react, Ling Xiu's body disappeared in the same place, and then appeared as a ghost in front of him, a white and bloodless ghost, silently caught in his chest.