Chapter 4858: Violent win

At this moment, winning the battle is a shock, attracting everyone's attention.

It is the son-in-law, who is also attracted by the arrogance of winning the hook. Even the refining pots are left unchecked.

Of course, this is also the absolute confidence in her heart, I believe that even if it is Longfei, there is no wind and wave in his own refining pot.

But unfortunately, what he didn't know was that at this time, Longfei, among the refining pots, was undergoing an earth-shaking change.

At the moment, among the refining pots. Longfei flesh does not move, let this inexhaustible refinement force into the body.

Moreover, all his breath and consciousness disappeared.

In this case, no matter how you look at it, Longfei is already a dead person.

But on the flesh of Longfei, the breath is faintly elevated, and the indescribable mysterious power of the road is faint in the Longfei Dantian.

With the appearance of this breath, the power of this refining pot poured into the body of Longfei, but it did not have any influence, but the strength of the body of Longfei was slowly rising.

But this is that the son-in-law is not aware of it. Otherwise, you will never let it go and turn a blind eye.

At this time, the outside world.

With the beginning of Yuanshi Tianzun's yin and yang furnace, the strength of winning the hook was completely suppressed.

Hey!

The bone wing that won the hook has fallen apart, and it was completely destroyed under the power of the innate dust.

boom!

The bone sword of the fangs is also defeated under the Qingping sword.

Hey!

When the yin and yang furnace came out, the boundless and faint blood of the hook was won, and it was refining under this force, so that the arm that won the hook collapsed at this moment.

"Ha ha ha, a group of things that look good. If you are any one, Lao Tzu is not afraid. The three killed me alone, although dead, I am still the Lord of the Nether!" Win hook laughter, **** voice.

As the last cry, tell the world.

He won the hook and was equally invincible.

At this moment, the sage's face is dull, and the arrogant win is still seen. The killing is completely ignited. In other words, winning the hook is not dead, they are upset. .

The Three Emperors, at the moment, can no longer stand it.

"To win today, if the world is hopeless, the Terran is hopeless."

"Yes, Fu Xihuang, I know that you have concerns. But the fire cloud hole for thousands of years, still do not understand? Heaven, heaven, heaven, what is the road, who is the way, you still do not understand?"

Xuanyuan and Shennong have opened their mouths.

At this moment, the two have decided to fight.

And Fu Xihuang, at this moment, finally made up his mind.

The next moment, he twisted his hands and painted gossip.

"Three emperors, do you really want to do it?"

Nvwa also stood up at this time. Not only him, but the connection and the quasi-dike are no longer silent.

I didn’t open it in the first battle, but now I’m going to open it again.

The atmosphere has become more and more strange.

The emperor’s face was grieved, especially Xuanyuan, watching the win-hook at this time, hate and madness, and the long sword wanted to be holy. The remaining saints, obviously watching them early, are preventing them from shooting.

At this time, Zhen Yuanzi’s eyes flashed and seemed to be constantly being deduced.

Finally, Zhen Yuanzi has a certain vision.

"The vibrations in the earth's celestial world are still more than the same, but instead convey a more horrific warning. That proves that the chaos in the immortal world cannot be ended."

"That is to say, Longfei is not dead!" Zhen Yuanzi pondered in his heart, and finally his eyes glanced directly at the land.

Booming.

Huang Teng Teng's light of the earth's book is constantly flashing, appearing directly on the body of the winning hook, turning into a powerful force, and winning the hook to protect it.

"Zhen Yuanzi, you are looking for death!"

Seeing, winning under the power of their own, can not persist, will soon fall. I never thought that at this time, it was not the Three Emperors who took the initiative, but the Yuan Yuanzi.

"The old saying is, but it is a choice for yourself."

"But also, the three saints killing a master of the Nether, it is a bit unreasonable." Zhen Yuanzi is self-sufficient, facing the saint, he is equally scrupulous.

But now, there is not much time to consider this.

Because he does not shoot, the winning hook will die. Even if Longfei is still alive, he will not join forces with them.

"Let's let go, this person is cholera, and the lord still wants to tell him that you are coming to me. It seems that you want to try the sword of the lord." The sky is furious, Shen Sheng said.

Suddenly, Zhen Yuanzi was silent.

If you say that the previous sage shot is just a magic weapon.

Then, the next step is to kill.

Boom.

At this time, the change is sudden.

A dark color broke the sky, from the boundless earth, raging.

咴儿咴儿!

Step on the pedal!

The war horse humming, the sound is like a thunder.

"Some, Daqin Baiqi. Bing the life of the emperor, support Long Ting." Baiqi took the lead, holding the sword to kill, for the heavens.

In an instant, the killings broke out and skyrocketed, that is, the saints have some discoloration.

"Win? More than two thousand years ago? He wants to shoot again?" The voice was too heavy, and he looked at the black pressure, his face was very thick.

"It's not good. This group of people forced the heavens to crash almost last time. Finally they were expelled. I didn't expect it to come back now." It is difficult to calm down.

"Today's things are not good. I don't think this Long Ting and the man have already been stunned." The quasi-dike also faintly opened, looking at the front, very heavy.

"Hahaha, I won. Ok, kill! Come on, just kill the saint with the remnant of this seat, and wait for thousands of years." Win the hook and laugh.

The arrival of the win is very gratifying to win the heart.

At this time, a figure finally came out of the endless darkness.

"A good heavenly sage, three people deal with one person, good, good, good!"

Winning said three sentences, but one voice overwhelmed, showing the anger in his heart.

Even more terror is that even at the moment of winning the show, even the faces of the six saints became extremely unnatural.

It seems that the emergence of the win makes them feel the fear.

"Win, what are you going to do? Heaven is pity, let you live a life, you don't think about repentance, now you still want to go against the sky?" Too angry.

"Pity? You are just afraid of the collapse of the heavens. Don't forget to put gold on your face." Win the cold voice, then look around and look at Tongtian:

"If I were you, take back the sword in your hand now. Or, you can trap me with your current swordsmanship. Otherwise, the widows will let you go to the top of the palace and slaughter."

"And you, if you think that your yin and yang furnace can refine it, you will continue to shoot. Otherwise, the oligarchy will make you Kunlun Yuxu Palace, turned into ashes."

"Of course, you think that the Eight Views Palace can withstand the anger of the widows, you can continue to shoot." Win faint.

Rage.

Naked threat.

However, at this moment, three people in the sky, no one dared to refute.