Scriptures of the Great Emperor

"The God of the World"

Lin Biao took a look and looked up to the side. Except for the exception of the vast expanse of war, a strong man was still very rare. Even Pang Qi opened the curtain and walked down.

"Little Lord"

Xu Bo quickly jumped off the horse and stepped forward to help him.

"I'm fine." Pang Qi waved his hand and looked at the gate.

Lin Biao nodded secretly, and this Pang Qi really won the hearts of the people.

"Look, there is someone on the gate." At this moment, someone suddenly shouted around.

Lin Biao and others heard the words, turned their heads and dropped their gaze on the wall.

Sure enough, the Tianying tribe's city gate came out of an armored warrior, holding a long gun, but he swept a crowd of people in the condescending, and finally his eyes fell on the purple mountain, Yang said: "Zishan predecessors, sudden in the city For the sake of change, please come back in three days."

After saying this, the rifle in the hand slammed into the city building, and the strong man who was nailed to the city to open the sky was different from the common customs. The means were like the immortal, not to mention the old man and the middle-aged scholar, even the distant mountains of Zishan. A palm is far more than his imagination.

"Pooh"

The middle-aged scholar gave a sip of blood, and then a little green ruler under his feet, the green ruler was overhanging, his body instantly soared up and jumped into the clouds, but at this moment, a sharp sword fell from the clouds. The land was smashed over the sky above the Tianying tribe.

After a while, the mountain shakes, and Lin Biao's face changes greatly, and it goes backwards again.

A huge crack spread from the top of the wall of the Tianying tribe to his feet. The crack was full of Xu Xuan, and he did not see the bottom. It had a horrible sword.

"Smelly woman, really old man is afraid of you"

At this time, a roar came out, but the old man of Jin Hao shouted, his hands flashed countless imprints, countless hurricanes condensed in front of him, and then pointed to the golden sword in front of him, silhouette and length Together with the sword, it was like a lightning bolt into the clouds, followed by a horrible sword, as if it were spreading like everything.

The clouds were dyed in gold for a moment, but the gold couldn't last for a long time. It was replaced by a chaotic color, and then a muffled sound came out. Only the middle-aged scholars were slammed down, and the face was stunned. .

"Oh, this breath is"

Lin Biao was still looking at the scene with horror. Suddenly, he smelled a familiar smell in the ground crack.

However, it was too late to think about it. At this time, the middle-aged scholars spit out a blood of the heart, the huge energy and blood gas poured out, and the green ruler in the hands doubled again. The shadow shrouded the entire Tianying tribe, and its aura rose. If engraved with countless runes, it is constantly flashing at this moment.

"Give me a break"

He screamed and slammed his feet, his body was like an inflatable, and his size was like a giant. The blue ruler in his hand seemed to be the bronze door he held in his arms, and he patted the clouds.

However, a gourd suddenly emerged from the clouds, which is also extremely large. The void seems to have become an infinite number of overlapping spaces. The gourd appears in countless spaces and directly hits the middle-aged student's blue ruler.

There was a loud noise in the "bang", and countless spaces were combined. The huge gourd and the cyan giant ruler touched each other.

Under this time, the huge figure of the middle-aged scholar was instantly broken, and the blue ruler cracked a crack, and the middle-aged student was knocked out endlessly.

At this moment, the old man of Jin Hao seems to have taken the opportunity. The golden light of the glare is once again illuminated in the clouds. The entire sky is reflected in gold, and the golden sword fills the heavens and the earth. The earth rolled up, and the golden light was like a return light, which was again covered by chaos.

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