Bright Era

Centered on the attic where Ying Zheng is located, twelve huge ice and snow pillars with a height of 100 meters rose from the ground. Nearly three meters in thickness, the huge beech dragon pillars are completely condensed from the biting frost. Each pillar is wrapped around nine giant ice and snow dragons. With Ying Zheng in the pavilion, all the dragons opened their mouths at the same time. Glue-like blue icy air was ejected.

A sea clan demigod who had a low strength and probably had just entered the demigod realm screamed miserably. He happened to be swept up by a cold air, and half of his body was frozen into transparent ice on the spot. Compared with ordinary humans, the water in the body of the sea race is more, and the damage caused by the freezing gas is even greater.

These cold airs actually have the lethality not weaker than the mid-level demigod's full blow!

Miao Wen let out an angry roar: "Ming Lian, what are you doing in the Miluo Divine Sect? Everyone, you still have no energy, but there is really no chance. Think about it, let the tyrant Ying Zheng sit down. The throne of the Blood Qin Empire, with the national and military strength of the Blood Qin Empire today, do you have a good life?"

Taking a deep breath, a circle of lotus-like light patterns spread under Miaowen's feet, and a mighty and majestic divine power surged into the sky, Miaowen's body gradually expanded and her dry skin became Purple gold, he turned out to be a giant King Kong 18 meters tall.

Pu Yu also let out a long scream: "Join together to kill Yingzheng. As for the division of interests, let's be more careful! Minglian, you Mirao Sect, you really shouldn't forget to fight back at this time! Are you so anxious to kill the Lord Brahma?"

A very thin golden light shot down from high altitude, and instantly submerged into Pu Yu's head. Pu Yu's breath has also become vast and unfathomable. His eyes have turned into magnificent golden yellow, and his skin instantly transformed into the unique color of bronze statues. It is also the kind that has withstood countless years of training, and his body is covered with rust. Bronze color.

Miao Wen said in a loud voice: "If it is a divine word, we should have the power to move mountains and crush all evil obstacles in time!"

With a wave of his hand, an exquisite hill with a height of 300 meters in the garden suddenly moved. Smoke and dust all around rose into the sky, and the earth was fighting endlessly. The hills within the radius of the circle flew up, and quickly flew towards the open arms of Miao Wen. Past. The closer you get to Miaowen, the smaller the size of the hill, and in the end, the big hill becomes only a radius of tens of meters.

This is the secret magical power of the upper yard of the Tianmiao. The strength of Miao Wen is still a little worse. Legend has it that there is that kind of hidden elder in the upper yard of the Tianmiao who can throw a mountain that is thousands of meters high to attack the enemy. Attacks can destroy an area a hundred miles around, which is more terrifying than the usual so-called Forbidden Curse.

With a cold snort, Miao Wen raised the hill and smashed it down towards the pavilion where Ying Zheng was located.

A hundred and eight ice dragons on the twelve beacon dragon pillars raised their heads at the same time, and the freezing air whistled out, forming a thick ice cloud above the pavilion. The eighteen-meter-tall wonderful smell waved the hill, whizzing down like a meteor, and everyone heard a loud noise. The hill shattered, the ice cloud pattern remained motionless, and a clear and elegant figure appeared from the pavilion. A palm smashed the hill, and then shook the wonderful smell back and forth.

Taking a step back, vomiting a mouthful of blood, and shrinking his body by one foot, he stepped back more than forty steps. Miao Wen has returned to his original height. A clearly visible palm print on his chest sank three inches deep into his chest, which was obviously severely injured. His bones and internal organs.

Lin Shan, wearing a fur coat with a trace of bleakness, hovered in the air several feet above the ground with a trace of piercing and a little dazed gaze. He said indifferently: "What is the name of the ghost? Lin Qi was indeed used by the guardian shrine with the **** seed, but when he was born, he was protected by a senior with the soul guardian great blessing. The **** seed was still broken. Can't defend his soul."

The body of Empress Ming Lian, who was scorching in the distance, shook her body, her heart tightened, and a mouthful of blood sprayed out more than ten meters away. She hissed in exclamation: "He is not controlled by the gods? What about Elysium? What about the direct disciple of the palace?"

Lin Shan glanced at Empress Ming Lian indifferently: "I have slept with Lin Qi, and she is very clever to Lin Qi. As the contemporary **** of the patron saint, do you still not know the effect of your evil method? The girl throws herself into the net, and Lin Qi has an extra girl who makes the bed and warms her quilt. That's it."

With a cold snort, Lin Shan said calmly: "But don't worry, although she was born in the Milo sect, but since she has followed Lin Qi with all her heart, our Lin family will not discriminate against her. The position of the main lady is impossible. Yes, but we don't mind giving her the identity of Ping's wife."

Empress Ming Lian was shivering with anger, stealing chickens can't eclipse rice, her every move is simply the best interpretation of this ancient proverb. Then she saw the headless body of Fanluo, even the body whose soul was swallowed by Lin Qi, the dark lotus lady's eyes turned black, Fanluo died, how did she go back to the old guys in the founding temple Confess?

The master of Vatican. . . Thinking of the old monster with a weird temper and an unpredictable cultivation base, Empress Dark Lotus made her legs weak with fright.

"Hmph, dare to be lost on the battlefield and look for death!"

Lin Shan saw Empress Ming Lian standing in a daze with her eyes absent. He raised his brow and suddenly turned into an afterimage and swept out. The demigod who was present at the Miluo Sect exclaimed at the same time, and several people shot to stop them, but all the attacks were missed. Only Pu Yu, who had also taken a half step towards the unfathomable realm, saw Lin Shan's more clearly. Action, but he could only watch Lin Shan pass by his side, rushing directly to Empress Ming Lian, and then savagely hit the towering chest of Empress Ming Lian.

Without the slightest scruples, there is no fear of not attacking a woman’s **** and lower body. Lin Shan slammed her left chest with a fist like this, half a foot deep below where he punched. It's the heart of the dark lotus empress.

Pu Yu's scalp was numb for a while, and from Lin Shan's shot, it was obvious that this was a **** of murder who only wanted to kill people without any rules. Only those who have killed people like hemp and survived countless deaths will have such a clean and sharp shot, and other people can't make such a sharp punch.

Empress Ming Lian's face suddenly turned pale, her towering left chest suddenly shriveled, and a lot of blood spurted from under her clothes. In the back of her heart, a fist-like white gas explosion that was clearly visible to the naked eye shot out a few feet away. The power of this punch had penetrated the body of Empress Ming Lian, and the invisible fist intent had severely damaged Ming Lian. Empress.

The radiant light is not bad. Ming Jade Scripture has extremely terrifying defensive power, but its defensive power is also limited. If Lin Shan is only a demi-god intermediate, or he is even a demi-god high-level, even if Lin Shan is only the cultivation base of a demi-god peak, the dark lotus lady who has stepped into the demi-god realm for hundreds of years can still resist this punch. attack.

But Lin Shan has stepped into the semi-god realm for thousands of years, and he even took a step towards that unfathomable realm.

The strength of this punch is pure and pure, full of naked desire to kill, and it also brings a strange charm of the law of killing. Empress Ming Lian’s physical defenses collapsed, her heart was shattered by a punch, and then her whole body exploded. Even her long hair exploded one by one, exploding into countless fragments scattered across the white space. On the snow.

Lin Shan snatched the storage bracelet worn by Empress Dark Lotus, then turned and left.

A demigod of the sea clan stared blankly at Lin Shan, which was like a murderous god, with his hair all upright. Lin Shan glared at him, then punched the hapless neck that gave birth to a crocodile head. With a fist like a knife, the demigod gave a miserable cry, and his body suddenly shattered into three hundred and sixty yuan-and each piece was of the same size. If it was weighed up, the weight of each piece was not bad.

This terrible punch scared the nearby Sea Clan demigods a few steps back embarrassingly. Lin Shan snorted disdainfully, walked straight back to the pavilion, and stood at the place where he retired. Cold eyes hooked his finger to Pu Yu: "Little bald head, you are the only one here! You are the only one who can fight with me. Everyone else is going to die, so don't waste your energy."

Pu Yu looked at Lin Shan stubbornly. Although he took that step, he had touched that mysterious realm in just about ten years. It was like an extremely heavy city gate tens of thousands of meters high. It just pushed the gate of the city through a tiny gap like hair, and saw a little bit of the scenery behind the gate. With Lin Shan's existence, he has pushed the door a few feet wide, and he can even breathe the air behind the door!

Both can be said to be half-step gods, but the difference in strength is too great.

Taking a deep breath, Pu Yu said solemnly, "Senior has great magical powers, why do you work for the tyrant?"

Lin Shan frowned, and said in a low voice: "Shut up the little bald head, you people in the Temple of Heaven, a tongue can tell the dead and the living, I don't bother to talk nonsense with you. Either fight me or get out. For the sake of your hard work, I will leave you alive today!"

Pu Yu's face turned red, and he stared at Lin Shan, the bronze light on his body became more and more intense.

He didn't speak any more, but slowly pressed towards Lin Shan with a very cautious punch. The low voice of singing came from Puyu’s fists. Behind Puyu, three altars of fire appeared. The three hideous faces were three-headed, six-armed, four-headed eight-armed, five-headed and twelve-armed gods. Jump up and roar, releasing extremely terrifying power.

Lin Shan shook his head and sighed heavily.

"That is to say, the gods worshipped by your Tianmiao and the Mila Sect are so strange, with many heads, many hands, and some thighs. I really don't know where the thing under their crotch is born between them! You said they have so many heads, that mouth is necessary to kiss a woman?"

Pu Yu, who was concentrating on his fist, almost didn't vomit blood. The spirit of the gods with many heads and arms is a symbol of the vastness of the gods and supernatural powers. Lin Shan sentiment is wondering how they kissed? These words of Lin Shan made Pu Yu's heart vent, and his fist suddenly weakened by three points.

"It's another killer!" Lin Shan snorted coldly. His long sleeves suddenly exploded, and a palm-sized black hand axe appeared in his hand. When it swayed in the wind, it became a door-board-sized heavy axe. The axe struck Pu Yu down.

With a ‘click’, blood splashed everywhere. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point (qidian.com) to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation.)

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