The appearance of the first ancient killing.

The ancient god of throes did not expect it.

After all.

The first thousand forms of murder.

Not everyone can find it.

Also.

Ancient first kill, born in ancient times, how can come out to help a human.

But now it is beyond his knowledge.

Exactly.

The ancient first kill had long known Ye Yu.

No wonder he was so scared.

Just .

"Don't be too happy, O Lord, too soon."

"Even if you have an ancient first kill, but there is no ten-sided artifact, I see how you break the battle."

The old god laughed coldly.

His law has been improved long ago.

In addition to the need for accurate identification.

It also requires a powerful force to destroy it.

Otherwise, everything is useless.

“How do you know I don’t have a ten-way artifact?”

Ye Yu's face was light.

Then he said, "The ancient ten artifacts, listen to the emperor's command, quickly return to the position."

A voice like an ancient call.

A moment of time.

Eight lights appeared from the eight sides and burst into flames.

“The heavens and the earth’s bow and frost, and worship the Holy Emperor.”

“The shadows of the Bridges, see the Holy Emperor.”

"Heavenly flying knife Mozi leisurely, to see the Holy Emperor Ye."

“The dragon god Yue Rong, see the Holy Emperor Ye.”

“...”

Eight lights are near.

A personal shadow appears.

They hold ancient artifacts, and their breath is like the ancient and dormant wild beasts.

Finally, Ye Yu punched out.

Directly kill the ancient god of Shulu.

Once again, a sword split and snowy confrontation.

The ancient top ten artifacts.

centered on Ye Yu.

There are nine main tools around.

It blooms with a powerful light.

At this moment, the whole sky is illuminated.

This moment is the real gathering of ancient artifacts.

At this moment, the real power of ancient artifact can be reflected.

“Girl, you’re working.”

Ye Yu said with a fist.

On one side of Zhao Feiyan nodded his head.

Incarnate stratification, directly into the Shuluo array.

And then.

Her voice sounded up.

"The bow of heaven and earth."

“Damn the treasure, the hurdle.”

“Heavenly knife, shit.”

“The empty shuttle, the position.”

“...”

Zhao Feiyan said as he said.

The ancient artifact she ordered was turned into a light.

Directly into the throes.

Finally, the eight sides return.

Only leaves Ye Yu and Snow.

"The golden tower, the emptiness."

Hm!

The golden tower is driven by snow.

Hanging the sky.

Then the light shone, covering the whole of the Shulu array.

"The Sword of Heaven and Earth, the Central Eye."

Ye Yu heard the sword of heaven and earth, straight into it.

Rumble!

Suddenly, the sky shook, and there was a loud noise.

The blood mist exploded.

Longlong!

The red thunder, the crazy flashing.

The cloud of blood began to dissipate.

The method below is directly decomposed.

The army of throes has reappeared.

“To kill.”

“Get rid of these bastards.”

“Ye Sheng Emperor is mighty, Ye Sheng Emperor is invincible.”

The people of heaven are once again bleeding.

Even if the god of thories is strong?

As long as there is no dependence, it can not take advantage of.

For a moment, it was already dead.

"Damn, hold on to the Buddha."

“We have some help.”

The ancient god of Shulu appeared and shouted loudly.

"Try your master, new hatred and hatred, this time to completely destroy your Shulu realm."

Someone is screaming.

This is an ancient force.

At that time, he was bullied by the Shura community.

So that they can only hide and live.

Now that the opportunity is here, we will surely take revenge.

Apart from that.

The same is true of many forces.

They hated the hustle and soul.

Only Ye Yu knows.

What does the help of the ancient God’s mouth mean?

It was also his most stressful and worried thing.

Behind the rat door and other forces.

It will be an unknown, even more terrifying existence than the Shura.

This hundred years of time.

There is no clue.

It is also at this moment, somewhere in the Three Thousand Worlds.

The darkness is boundless.

Twelve of the Lords gathered.

Above them was a black-robed man with a mask.

“How is the sky now?”

The black man asked.

“Inflag the Holy One, the Shulu world has attacked the heavens, but the form is not very optimistic.”

The sun of the moon and the stars of the four kings said.

All things in heaven are presided over by them.

"Well, that's what we expected."

The messenger’s language seemed insignificant.

“But isn’t our plan to fail?”

The day asked.

"Don't worry, we can't get over the storm, our killer has not yet come out!"

"Further again, the Shulu world is only one of our pieces."

“The real battle is in the battle of heaven.”

The messenger waved.

"The universe is in the wilderness, how are the things of the three thousand worlds handled?"

The black-robed man suddenly looked at the other four and asked.

"The Holy One is assured that the Lord of Heaven may be too busy."

"He has no mind to ask about heaven."

The four of them returned.

"Well, if that's the case, then you'll continue to work with them."

“And the heavens and the earth are the four great nobles, and you go with the sun and the moon and the stars to help each other.”

"The Supreme Temple has appeared."

"That day the temple should be restored to the world."

The black man said, the figure gradually disappeared.

“To the Holy Spirit.”

Twelve people saw each other, all holding their fists, with incomparable respect.

Then they turned into twelve lights.

Quickly leave.

Heavenly.

After the ten-sided artifact returns.

The choir was broken.

The army of the Shura community was defeated.

And the ancient god of Shuluo has Ye Yu's resistance, and it is difficult to help.

Again.

His body was also broken countless times by Ye Yu.

It’s hard to get to the extreme.

“Ye Yu, I will surely break your body.”

The god Shulu roared.

And to meet him is a punch.

The body of the ancient God was broken again.

Reorganization.

“Hunt the world, let you completely disappear from the three thousand realms today.”

Ye Yulang sounded.

This ancient group of aggression is also a great evil.

And at this time.

A long laugh sounded: "I want to destroy the Shuluo world, do you really think that my heavenly temple is set up?"

The voice fell, and the eight figures flashed.

Accompanied by.

There are also the guinea pigsty door, the ancient forces such as the gate of the guinea pig.

A full number of people.

Each one is incomparably powerful.

"Haha, the reinforcements are coming, heaven, this time I see how you resist."

The god Shulu laughed.

Below.

The army of the Shura community also recovered at this moment.

The momentum is high.

The people of heaven are worried.

How powerful is the temple in their knowledge?

And the eight black men.

Each one is stronger than the God of Shulu.

And at this time.

The top of the sky.

The old man shook his head helplessly and said, "The war, which lasted for countless years, finally broke out again."

“The Supreme Temple and the Temple of Heaven.”"This is the battle of the Lord's way of heaven."