Chapter 133: : Shocking the audience

The eight-folded warrior of the realm of the situation can display the incarnation of Yuanli, and use his own majestic power to condense a power that is almost the same as the deity. Bookstore

The three avatars of the nine shapes and the martial arts at the same time, the momentum is very terrible, the oppression of Yuanli is like the top of the mountain, the snow and ice of Ye Mo's soles have all melted, the ice surface began to crack, and there are cracks in the arms.

Ye Mo looked at the three fire knives and pushed them to the top of the head. It was already unable to move.

The nine-heavy warrior and the one-of-a-kind warrior, the attack has already exploded.

Ye Mo wants to stop this blow, it's hard!

However, Ye Mo had to do this. Once the color of the color is broken, the color will surely be caught.

"Cai Ling City Lord, your avatar to deal with the three deities, here I can cope!" Ye Mo shouted.

"Go to hell!" The three disciples roared, and it was necessary to smash Ye Mo into several pieces!

"Want to kill me, it's not that easy! Tian Luo **** guns, melt the world!"

Ye Mo snarled loudly, above the gunshot of the **** gun, the two eyes were like a contemptuous look, and the barbs on both sides of the gun head were slightly floating, very strange.

Tianluo **** gun is one of the seven great weapons of the ancient times, the real fairy. Although it is not broken, it still has the spirituality of the fairy.

The three are just the martial artists who have become a nine-fold martial artist. Do you dare to swear in front of the fairy?

Above the battlefield, there are countless dead, endless suffocating blood and blood. In that instant, blood is like a dragon, and it is very fierce. All of them are pouring into the **** guns of Tianluo. The scene is very spectacular.

Above the battlefield, some weak military personnel even felt that the blood in the body seemed to be torn, and they had to break out at any time.

When all the blood on the battlefield was sucked up, the two barbs on the top of the gun suddenly doubled, and Ye Morton felt the pressure drop, which was the **** gun that absorbed countless blood. Resist the three major forces of the three major forms of oppression.

Ye Mo directly stabbed the past! Bloody guns, assassination!

A shot stabbed, the body of the blood stasis gun was completely wrapped in **** gas, **** gas, complete grams of force!

The second realm of assassination and **** guns, further on the basis of melting the environment, the bloodyness in the artistic conception is integrated into the **** gun, and it is pierced, giving off **** gas!

With a shot stabbed, the air began to distort, with endless blood and anger, slamming on the fire knife.

"boom!"

Ye Mo feels a huge impact into the body, the skin, the indestructible diaphragm, actually shocked the crack by the impact.

Ye Mo’s throat was sweet and spewed a blood arrow.

The people of the Ice Temple saw the sigh, and a peerless genius fell like this.

Although Ye Mo’s weapons are somewhat extraordinary, the gap between the two sides is not a bit.

On the other hand, the people of Happy Valley have exposed their haze. What is the power of a seven-armed warrior, even if the talent is extraordinary? Still not to die!

Just when everyone thought that Ye Mo was going to die in the hands of the three disciples of Xiaoyao Valley, the three elements of the force were distorted and began to distort, as if they were going to disappear at any time.

"what happened?"

"It's the weird weapon, the **** gas that broke out, can disrupt our power!" said one of the disciples' avatars.

"Take his weapon!"

Another disciple went out with one hand and wanted to break the palm of his hand and take the **** gun.

"Blood guns send you!"

Ye Mo loosened the **** gun and his body flew directly to the three big avatars.

"Kid, don't even have weapons, do you want to fight a blow?"

Seeing that Ye Mo actually hugged them directly, the three men made a fist at the same time and went directly to Ye Mozhen!

"A desperate blow, you still don't deserve, sleepy dragons rise to the pillars, give me a suck!"

In Dantian, the black swirl turns into an endless cyclone, and the air around Yemo begins to distort and oscillate. The bit by bit of force flows into Yemo's body through Yemo's pores.

"Kid, what's in your body? You can absorb our power."

The disciples finally began to feel uneasy, feeling the loss of their own power, and all three wanted to break away from Ye Mo.

The appeal of the black vortex is getting bigger and bigger, and the three avatars begin to twist, tear, break, and then all are sucked into Ye Mo's body.

The power of that esteem, gathered into the torrent of the Yuan, all were sucked into the black whirlpool.

Ye Mo screamed, squatting, trapped the dragon and ascended the Tianzhu, followed by two and three, began to wake up the power of the dragon, the power of the release of two consecutive, a dragon, two dragons, three dragons, full of ten dragons once again broke free The shackles of Longsheng Tianzhu flew out, and the power of the ten dragons immediately swam to Yemo’s body and began to repair Ye Mo’s body.

"Ha ha ha, the three avatars of the three different forms, I am afraid!"

Ye Mo stood there, proud and standing, like an undefeated war. In order to create a martial art with seven martial arts, the martial arts of the three major forms of the three major forms, this kind of record, no one before the ancients.

Even the owner of the predecessor of Ding Longsheng Tianzhu may not be able to do it.

If there is no blood and **** scorpion to affect the three-person avatar, Ye Mo can't get close to the avatars of the three disciples.

All the people present stopped the battle, and even the prodigal son and the hail days stopped the battle, and everyone’s eyes were full of shock.

"What a joke!"

"Is that leaf Ye is the **** of the world? How can it absorb the three major forces?"

"He must have a magic weapon to absorb the power!"

"Ha ha ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ happy prodigal son, your abacus does not seem to be ringing, and now your three disciples have been broken, I see how they resist the coloring city owner and her avatar counterattack!" I laughed loudly.

The avatar was broken, and it was impossible to condense the avatar again. Color Ling and her avatars were combined to defeat the three disciples of the three major forms.

And all of this is due to the man with the rifle!

"Kill, one does not stay!"

Ye Mo held a broken gun, pointed to the front, roared and shouted, and the guards of the Ice Temple also roared and were oppressed by the Happy Valley, and now they can finally vent.

Only a moment, the people of Happy Valley have been killed.

And the three disciples who were nine-folded in the shape of the situation, under the strong oppression of Cai Ling and her avatars, were also defeated by the festival. Under a few strokes, the three disciples of the three major forms were killed by the coloring. .

Although the current strength of Cai Ling is only a nine-fold situation, but it has been repaired, but it has reached the soul mirror, one stroke and one style, all with the demon fox sword meaning, with the two-player three, killing three martial arts It is also a breeze.

The power of Xiaoyao Valley, only the happy prodigal son!

And the prodigal son saw this scene, his eyes were red, and those who were all his hard-working elites were actually destroyed in a moment.

And everything is all because of Ye Mo.

"Ye Mo, I want to kill you!" The prodigal son screamed loudly!