Chapter 659: Build corpse

"This, this is the doom crow?!"

Tuhaojie and others suddenly felt that they were in the cold, as if they were stared at by a god, and they had the opportunity to be stalked by the soul at any time and place.

In the rumors, even if the crows of the dooms are extremely tyrannical among the many demons, it is a demon from hell. Once it appears, it represents war, death, plague, etc., that is countless representatives of death and injury.

No one wants to see the bad crow, even a lot of monsters are extremely jealous of the bad crows, which is considered to be a symbol of ominousness, almost the same as Xia Ping, the gods are disgusted.

"Humanity."

The doom crow stared at Xia Ping: "I let you stop the hand why not stop, actually dare to kill the hand in front of my face, it seems that you are wild and difficult to train, you need a lot of training."

It is not angry with the dead monsters. It is not a brother of the same race anyway. It makes it difficult to drop a tear, not to mention that it is a cool monster.

But it is angry with his own face, clearly arguing that this human can not do it, but it is partial, and so hot, instantly killing these monsters.

This is simply hitting its face in public, how can it not be angry? !

"You are the doom crow? Death, a symbol of war?" Xia Ping touched his chin. "I don't know if it is cooked. Can you eat it? It is said that the monsters and blood of these monsters contain a lot of energy, comparable to the Millennium Medicine, nor Do you know that it is true?"

He stared at the bad crow.

what? !

Tuhaojie and others are speechless. At this time, this guy actually wants to eat someone. Now who is the real monster, how does it look the opposite?

"It really is a wild and untamed human, but it doesn't matter, wait for me to pick you up, put a shackle on your neck, bring your feet on the shackles, let a dozen pig women come to torture you for a few years, and you are expected to be convinced very quickly." ""

The doom crow is high, and a pair of black eyes reveals a deep killing. Although it is not visible on the surface, it is completely irritated by Xia Ping.

"Turn it over and die!"

Xia Ping glanced at it.

"Human, you want to die!" The doom crows have a terrible death scent. Its race is known as the tyrannical race that has come out of the depths of hell. It is inherently in control of the breath of death.

Once angry, it is a landslide, like the coming of the gods, taking away the lives of countless creatures.

boom

I saw that the bad crow couldn’t help anymore. I immediately started to manipulate the death energy of the body. The black mist broke out and bombarded the summer.

The corpse is a **** of martial arts!

These black mists instantly condense into a black fist, as if it were a fist of the gods, coming out of hell, containing the power to smash the earth.

At the same time, it lingers on the atmosphere of death. This has great restraint for the soul. Once it is invaded by death, it will plunder the vitality of the body and turn into a pile of bones.

This is the horror of the doomed crows, and it is not only powerful, but also the death of the above. It is even more unstoppable and killed by a single trick.

"Hurry to hide."

The locals and other people suddenly changed their faces. They felt the death of the air. The weeds and trees on the ground quickly withered, and it seemed that the soul was destroyed in an instant.

If these people are also staying in this place, they will be affected by the power of the bad crows. Only the aftermath of such power is enough to seriously damage them.

Although the power of the doom crow is estimated to be the same as that of Feng, the death of it is too horrible, and it can be called the nemesis of the heavens.

At this time, Xia Ping shot in vain, shot in one palm, and ran a pure yang, and immediately resisted in front of this scorpion fist, two tyrannical forces collided.

Immediately bursting in the void, a huge sound broke out.

Hey! ! !

In addition to attacking Xia Ping, these fists also slammed on the ground and were immediately shaken out of a huge fist hole. A few tons of mud were thrown out and made a roaring sound.

Xia Ping stood on the ground and felt the power of this punch. The hood on his body continued to oscillate, and the ground on both feet was shaken out of a huge deep pit.

Even these death scent seems to be life-conscious, ignoring his hood and infiltrating his limbs. It seems that a **** is coming, raising a sickle to harvest his soul.

"Destroy!"

Xia Ping snorted, and the flame containing the essence of the sun broke out in an instant, and instantly wrapped up these gray death scent, and it burned.

A few breaths, these gray breaths meet the flames in Xia Ping, just like the melting of snow and ice, quickly disappeared into the world, completely annihilated.

"impossible!"

Upon seeing it, the bad crow was completely stunned, and its death breath was unfavorable. Even if it was the king of the Yaozu, it would take a lot of effort to resist the power of death.

It is precisely because of this that there is not much to dare to confront it in the Yaozu, which also causes it to be high, ignoring all the character, no one can disobey its orders.

But now his death scent is of no use to this human being. It is just the power of the flame, and it will wipe out its death.

However, how does it know the horror of pure yang, the power of the flame of the sun as the nourishment, the tempering of the body, and the power of the flames that are cultivated, even the atmosphere of **** can be annihilated.

Even if the power of death is so powerful, it is not the opponent of the Sun Essence.

Even if he retired 10,000 steps, Xia Ping did not have the power of the Sun Essence, but he had the blood of Hell Jinwu, which is the ruler of Hell, the King of Hell!

The death scent of the district is nothing but nourishment and supplements. It is just a dream to hurt his body.

"Go to death!"

Xia Ping stood on the ground, he would not care about the shock of the bad crow, he runs the real yuan in the body, is a punch in the air, a hundred steps of God fist!

This boxing contains the power of the essence of the sun. It is the fist of the flame. As the vulcan is coming, the distance between hundreds of meters, the horrible fist still attacks.

Boom!

The bad luck crow was caught off guard, even if it was flying in midair, but it was hit by Xia Ping’s fist. The cockroaches were on the chest and the ribs were broken several times.

What is even more terrifying is that these flame forces seem to have begun to burn the death scent of it. It is necessary to turn the whole body into a fireball, completely burned and burned out.

"hateful!"

The doom crow roared, as if it were an irritated beast, the death of the body madly popped out, and the flames were quickly destroyed.