Strong and firm ~

A hundred feet apart, the sound of wars and swords shaking on the earth came one after another, making a sound, endless. This is the Yuan Magnetic True Body Art that has been induced to the extreme.

But his body was still sinking, like a sacred mountain pressing down from an extremely high place. The extremely terrifying pressure was apart, and it had already exploded all over his body.

But the first thing that flashed through his heart was not fear and horror, but...

"Did such a powerful existence also die in the disasters before ancient times..."

boom!

When the thought flashed, Yang Yu had already fallen from a hundred feet high, falling into the empty and dead palace.

There was a beep in the huge square, and a large area of ​​white stone was shattered by force.

The imperial palace in the capital of God is not called an imperial palace, but an imperial city. The meaning is as its name suggests. There are more people living in it than ordinary prefectures!

Of course, more than ten years ago, on the night when Xue Dilong changed the emperor, all the people in the palace were sacrificed by their blood!

"Prime Yang!"

In the darkness, Xue Dilong, who had almost only skeletons, had his chest undulating, as if he was crying and laughing:

"A real man, if you don't have five cauldrons to eat, you will also have five cauldrons to eat when you die! Yang Yu, if you ruin my ambition to rebuild the world, then let's accompany me and bury me here!"

"Hahaha!"

Boom!

The laughter was drowned by a huge roar.

Without the suppression of the Blood Prison Array, the qi and blood that had been suppressed in Yang Yu's body for a long time also erupted!

There is no hesitation, and no hiding at all.

boom!

Yang Yu exerted his strength, combining energy with spirit, and uniting his mind and intention, which inspired all means at this moment.

Amid the thousands of sharp swords, the transformation of his body turned into a thunderous change, and once again burst into contact with the shadow of the sky!

His heart was extremely solemn, but there was no wave. This shadow was just a ray of aura. Until now, he still did not notice the danger. Instead, through the eight or nine mysterious skills, he realized the great fortune...

‘If you can capture this wisp of divine images, the second change in the eight or nine mysterious skills may be able to practice perfectly…’

Buzz!

Step into the sky!

Yang Yu was practicing at this moment, and under the reflection of blood, fire and thunder, he was shining.

And behind him, Kuixing's fight, which originated from fate, appeared again!

Wow ~

It seemed that a divine voice resounded, and the three great fruits were shaking together, bursting with light.

Buzz ~

This scene is spectacular.

The shadows droop, like the sky collapses, but at this moment, someone rises from the ground, and the light bursts out, like the light of dawn, brilliant and strong!

"Northwest King..."

"He's still here!"

"King Yang..."

On the streets, countless people were looking up at the night, and when they saw this scene, they were almost stunned.

Awe, horror, and excitement...

"Kui, Kuixing?!"

Only inside the sleeve robe, the three-legged toad cursed violently and almost cried:
Chapter completed!