Supreme Celestial Devil

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I do not know how long in the past, Ning Xiaochuan finally felt the existence of "heart fire"!

Ning Xiaochuan was overjoyed, held her breath, and felt the fire.

"Heartfire" is not a real flame, it is more like a human second soul, and has a certain sense of autonomy.

Everyone has a "heart fire", but the warrior's "heart fire" is more powerful and can sense its existence through the heart.

Ning Xiaochuan mobilized "heart fire" and approached the "open flame" suspended in the center of the yin-yang furnace, trying to conquer the "open flame".

An open flame can incinerate everything in the world and has a terrifying destructive power, but it does not attack heart fire.

This is a good sign.

Ning Xiaochuan immediately used the heart fire to contain the open flame, so that the open flame was assimilated by the heart fire, and eventually conquered as its own flame.

When Ning Xiaochuan conquered the open flames, the external war still did not stop.

Hundreds of blood warlords, like the commanding messengers of hell, are in a state of violence, holding battle swords and rushing around, not only attacking indigenous warriors, but also attacking Ji Hanxing, Yue Mingsong, and Yu Qianxi.

Three indigenous veterans of the vulgar realm launched the fiercest attack on Ji Hanxing at the same time, and continued to fight out the martial arts supernatural power, forcing Ji Hanxing to stretch out. His armor was already broken, and more than ten wounds on his body continued to the side of the blood bridge. Back up.

Yue Mingsong and Yu Qianqian also encountered siege by the indigenous warriors. Fortunately, Yu Qianqian had sword pills, which could temporarily deter the indigenous warriors.

However, among the indigenous warriors, there are also warriors who are not afraid of life and death, and said in an angry way: "The emperor's market is the home of my tribe, but it has been invaded by a group of outsiders in your Heavenly Emperor's Palace. I want to recapture our home and let Your bones are buried in the dirt of the emperor's market. Kill! "

The indigenous warrior was holding a bone-bone war spear, and a cloud-like mystery erupted in his body. A spear stabbed at Yu Qianqian and Yue Mingsong.

Yu Qianqian took out the sword pill, and on the white finger, a martial art mystery was released, and the Wu Zun sword gas in the sword pill was released.

Yue Mingsong shot a step ahead of her, holding a thick and long stick, and waved at the indigenous warrior, "Look at me as an Optimus Prime!"

"Oh!"

That indigenous warrior was brought down by Yue Mingsong.

Optimus Prime, which can only be used once a day, is now stored again to allow it to build up its own strength.

"kill!"

The fierceness of the hearts of those indigenous warriors was aroused, all of them killed towards Yue Mingsong and Yu Qianqian.

They are all martial arts strong among the indigenous people. After careful selection, they are eligible to come to the Emperor's Tomb, which is a glory to them.

Ji Hanxing was hit by a vulgar old man, and his body flew back, falling in front of Yu Qianqian, with blood stained on the corners of his mouth, holding back the pain, waving a dragon elephant halberd in his hand, turning two indigenous martial arts masters Give Bengfei.

"You are dead and dead, at this moment is your dead time." A vulgar old man soared over, landed on the ground, and made a three-inch deep footprint under his feet!

Yu Qianqian's pretty face was also covered with blood. Although holding the sword dandelion in her hand, she could only send a single blow, which could only kill one person at most!

It seems that today is really fierce!

"boom!"

There was a wave of fire in the yin and yang furnace, like ripples of water on the sea, sweeping out!

Ning Xiaochuan was suspended in the center of the yin and yang furnace, and the fire was wrapped in an open flame, flying directly into his heart!

Ning Xiaochuan's heart has become the hub of yin and yang qi. The whole yin and yang furnace seems to be connected with his body.

"Get up!"

The 86,000-pound yin-yang furnace flew up and hovered above the three of Ji Hanxing, Yu Qianqian, and Yue Mingsong. The beam of yin and yang was sprinkled on the furnace, and they were all guarded within the range of the furnace body.

The indigenous warriors were astounded, staring at the yin and yang furnace suspended above midair.

"The student of the Heavenly Emperor Academy jumped into the yin and yang furnace, and was actually not smelted to death by the two powers of the pole cathode, which was incredible." An indigenous warrior marveled.

An indigenous old man frowned slightly. "Even if a warrior from a secluded world jumped into the yin and yang furnace, he would definitely die. He was not dead, and he seemed to be in control of the yin and yang furnace!"

"The yin and yang furnace is the sacred thing of my tribe, and it must be taken back." An indigenous master with the eighth weight of the gods body showed an indestructible expression, carrying a war spear, and rushed towards the yin and yang furnace.

This indigenous master is about fifty years old, with a beard and red-brown skin, full of explosive power!

Ning Xiaochuan was suspended in the yin and yang furnace, and a finger spit out a yin, and penetrated into the body of a blood shaman not far away, the yin of the yang and yang stove, and the blood yin fused the yin in the body, so that the blood yin yin Qi becomes part of the Yin Yang furnace.

"Oh!"

The blood screamed a long howl and flew under the yin and yang furnace, sending out a mist of blood gas, wielding a sword and cutting off the spear in the hands of that indigenous warrior.

War sword, split into the body of the indigenous warrior, bringing up a mist of blood.

That indigenous warrior suffered a heavy blow and flew out!

Ning Xiaochuan continued to play Yin, and he controlled 221 blood evil warriors in succession. These blood evil warriors will form a blood army and guard the yin and yang furnace!

Each blood shaman will have the power to kill the ninth heavy martial art of the **** body, and the fighting power of the 221 blood shamans will make the three old indigenous people feel taboo.

"Kill! You must recapture the Yin Yang furnace!"

The muscles of a desolate indigenous old man began to swell. Originally, he was only a one-six-six-seven-sketching old man, and instantly became a giant three-meter-tall man!

His arms are as thick as a bucket, his muscles are like iron chains, and a ray of light is flowing on his skin!

"boom!"

"boom!"

The vulgar indigenous old man waved his arms, like a windmill spinning, and all three bloodshakes would collapse.

His body is like a human-shaped Warcraft, with infinite strength and groundbreaking, a respectable blood will be in front of him, like a child, easily defeated!

Ning Xiaochuan mobilized thirty-six blood warlords to form a battle array, and then reluctantly resisted that old indigenous veteran.

"Boom!"

The power of the indigenous elder broke out in the body, shook the ground, shook a mysterious wave, blasted all thirty-six blood sacrifice into a group of thirty-six blood mist.

"kill!"

The feet of the indigenous old man suddenly kicked the ground and made the eagle slap the rabbit, and both palms bombarded the yin-yang furnace at the same time.

This is the wrathful blow of the vulgar warrior. Even if there is a yin-yang furnace guarding Ning Xiaochuan, if he is hit by one palm, he can still use the mysterious wave to kill Ning Xiaochuan.

This blow contains the skills of the indigenous old man for nearly a century, and has the power to knock down the mountain!

"Oh!"

A huge dragon claw protrudes from the ground, blood-red scales, tens of meters of claws, and strong blood!

The claw of the dragon, holding the claws of that vulgar indigenous old man, is as easy as catching an ant!

"Giggle!"

The body of that vulgar indigenous old man made a broken sound, the bones were broken one by one, and finally the body became a **** mud!

A rebellious martial artist was so easily crushed into **** mud by a dragon claw.

Those indigenous warriors were astonished!

"Boom!"

The earth trembled, the stone wall was shaking, and the whole blood world was rolling!

A blood-red dragon crawled out of the mud, his body was as large as a mountain, a claw was as thick as a pillar, and a scale was as large as a dustpan!

This is a blood evil dragon.

The blood evil dragon spit out a breath of dragon breath, and they will blow away dozens of blood evil generals!

Man, standing under the blood evil dragon, is not as big as one of its toes!

Ning Xiaochuan stared at Ji Hanxing, Yu Qianqian, and Yue Mingsong who were standing below, and said, "All three of you are on the back of Xuesha Long!"

"What? Wouldn't you call this big one out?" Yue Mingsong looked up at Xueshalong, which is a creature, just like a towering mountain!

The blood evil dragon is made by the yin of 10,000 ghost knights, plus the huge blood of the blood world, by the power of the yin and yang furnace.

It is the most powerful killing machine made by the indigenous people, which is specially used to deal with the masters in the Imperial Palace of Heaven!

Ning Xiaochuan sensed the breath of the blood evil dragon from the ground, so he awakened one of the blood evil dragons, and in turn dealt with the indigenous masters!

"The indigenous people wanted to use the yin and yang furnaces to make 'Blood Generals' and 'Blood Dragons' to attack the Emperor's Palace of Learning, but they did not expect that Ning Xiaochuan took control of the yin and yang furnaces, and their decades of plans were ruined. "Yi Qian Qian said.

"Only a wedding dress!" Ji Hanxing said coldly.

Ning Xiaochuan flew into a paw of Xuesha Long, and his body flew out of the yin-yang furnace.

The yin and yang furnace turns into a teapot-like exquisite small furnace, suspended in the palm of Ning Xiaochuan's palm, spilling the yin and yang two qi, exuding the power of magic.

"One does not stay!" Ning Xiaochuan ordered all the blood evil generals.

A killing has begun!

Among the indigenous people, although there are many martial arts strong men, but in front of a large group of blood shoguns, they have no ability to counterattack at all, and are quickly slaughtered, leaving only a **** corpse on the ground.

Ning Xiaochuan's heart did not sympathize with the indigenous people, because when the indigenous master wanted to eat him, he did not sympathize with him at all!

The battle between the indigenous people and the Emperor's Palace has been going on for thousands of years. It has long been a feud that resembles the sea. The fire and the water cannot be tolerated. Either you kill me or I kill you.

On the ground, the bones, broken limbs, and blood of dozens of indigenous warriors bleed, but the two old indigenous veterans killed a blood path, escaped the blood world, and disappeared into the underground forest.

"Chasing!" Ning Xiaochuan once again ordered to cut off the grass!

Those blood evil will be ready to go, hunt down!

"boom!"

The blood-sharp dragon smashed through the soil and rushed into the underground woods, leaving huge dragon footprints on the ground!

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Things went wrong today. I got up in the morning and found myself catching a cold. So he hanged two noses, and endured a cold headache to continue coding. When cooking at noon, the natural gas stove exploded and broke into dregs. Fortunately, no one was injured. After all, it was hard to get to the afternoon. The codeword had just been coded to 3,000 characters. I was going to check it once and upload it at exactly six o'clock. His uncle's computer suddenly shut down automatically. When I turned on the computer again, all the manuscripts I had just lost were lost. My mood at that time was almost an urge to give up the text and be a duck. Throw the keyboard for a long time, and then rewrite helplessly. Finally took another two hours to upload, went to eat, starved to death!

Hey! This is the year of the fate.