The moment of Taikoo Kunpeng's present world, the vast trend of the great trend rose from Lin Yun.
Boom!
The sound of the crushing is more than one after another. Under such sharp dragons, the magnificent dragons have retreated like a tide.
The flames on Chilian Zhenlong's body are all under the bright light of Kunpeng.
Countless people looked at this scene in surprise, and the eyes were full of fear.
Big, too big!
Chi Lian Zhenlong has more than thirty feet, and above the battle platform, Lin Yun has made Lin Yun very small.
Compared with Kunpeng, it is completely incomparable.
The big Pengbird flying in the air has a huge huge enough, and between the wings, it seems that the whole sky is covered. The huge wings are slightly fanned, and there will be more windy winds, and the entire space shakes violently.
"It's really Kun Peng ..."
"Entering the water is a puppet, turning into a bird, flying in anger, its wing is the cloud of the sky."
On the altar of Tiandao, the elders of the holy realm were surprised, and they stood up and looked at it carefully.
Tu Youmao lost his eyes and murmured: "How is this possible, the star phase of the day before, is not this."
Tianxuan Jian Sheng frowning: "After refining the source of the holy source, it reshaped the star phase. This ancient god beast can only be condensed and succeeded in ancient inheritance."
The doubts in the eyes of others are somewhat puzzled.
call out!
Tu Youmo was unwilling. He secretly opened the Holy Eye, and the Holy Hui was filled deep in the depths of his eyes, and the rules of the Holy Road kept lingering.
He is the Holy Holy Lord.
Even if there is a number of concealment, the juniors will be displayed, and it will definitely be flawed.
But Tu You Shengzun looked and looked at it. He couldn't see any flaws, the face and temperament of the night, and the signs of no change in the inner bones.
Damn!
Tu You Shengzun scolded in his heart, his face was unwilling.
"What are you doing?"
But at this moment, a cold voice trembled slightly, and his hands and feet were shaking unconsciously.
However, he saw that Long Yan Dasheng looked at him, his face was gloomy, and his eyes were filled with breath.
Tu Youmian respected his eyes, and the intuition of the Dragon Dragon became extremely terrible. There was an endless void behind him. At the foot of a dragon elephant, there were thousands of miles of blood, above the blood of the corpse, the dragon elephant was as high as 10,000, and Shenghui was filled with.
Later is the continuous rotation of the circular light curtain.
In that light, I do n’t know how many holy patterns have been condensed. The dragon elephant's two eyes have a god pattern, which has a trend of destroying the heavens.
Tu Youzheng was startled and sweaty, but he felt that the invisible pressure made him breathless.
"Ben Sheng is not malicious to the night of the night, Dasheng Mingcha ..." Tu You Shengzun quickly explained.
But Longye Dasheng didn't speak, and said coldly: "I think you are full of maliciousness, and the Holy Holy Zun is peeped at my disciples with the saint. He can still be on the ring.
rise?"
The other holy realm quickly bowed their heads, and they didn't dare to breathe. In fact, they all watched with the sacred eyes.
Mainly this Kunpeng is too amazing, it is inevitable to be curious.
This is Taikoo Kunpeng!
In the legendary Beihai God Beast, when the heavens and the earth are open, it has already existed, and it is too big.
Tu You Shengzun's face was slightly changed, and it was difficult to speak for a while, and his expression became more panic.
Fortunately, Tian Xuanjian Sheng was open, and she whispered softly: "This matter is wrong, but the scene only was surprised. This saint also watched it.
"It's not an example."
Long Yan Dasheng was cold and recovered his Shengwei.
"Must."
Tu You Shengzun disappeared, he relieved, and looked at Tianxuan Sword Saint gratefully
Then look at the Daisheng of Longyu, and the look in his eyes is more vigilant.
This is just looking in person in person. If you really come to the door to question, you have to go off the skin.
Fortunately, I did not listen to Zhang Yue before, so I couldn't stand it.
Tu Younian is much smaller than Longxun. He has heard many stories about this great sanctuary. He has handed over with the Dragon Empire and killed many dragon sanctuary.
In the burial god Lin Yin and Yang, he fought with the blood and moon gods.
What it should only see should be the other person's holy phase, infinite blood!
"The night is going to win."
Tian Xuanjian Sheng suddenly said.
Everyone quickly looked at it, and saw that Lin Yun, who released the star -studded scroll above the battle platform, did not move step by step, and let the other party fight.
However, no matter what the opponent used, Lin Yun was still unmoved, and a sword waved, all kinds of killing tricks, and did not attack himself.
I have to say that Wang Ziyue's hole card is really much.
Especially the will of life has changed his many killings, and he has a brand that is unique to him.
"Shenlong is in the sky!"
Wang Ziyue, who was repelled several times, gritted his teeth, his eyes flashed with fine light. The feet slammed on the ground, like a golden god light, and went away.
Well!
When a sword pierced, it turned out to be the trend of the dragon, and the sharp sword light whistled.
roar!
The sword body was shaking like a dragon, and at the same time, his star also roared, so that the power of this sword continued to skyrocket.
However, a terrible scene happened, Dapeng's wings were shocked, and the paws held the dragon body of the red dragon.
The claw blade was embedded in the dragon body, and the blood was immediately overflowed with blood, and the wings were a rapid fan.
Knite!
The majestic giant power screamed from the wings.
At the moment of this wings, when the double claws were torn, the red trainer was torn in half.
Puff!
Wang Ziyue vomited blood, and his body dropped sharply, like a discouraged ball.
The original horrible sword continued to overflow, and the tip of the sword became dim.
He wanted to stop, but the sword trend was successful.
Big!
Lin Yun received his sword and returned to the sheath. When he was killed by the other person, his fingers bumped together.
Pap! The fingertips and the sword tip are touched, the holy sword goes off, turns into a light and then inserts it on the distance.
The face of Wang Ziyue's face was mutiny, but he still refused to admit defeat.
He stretched out his hands and palms up, and then fiercely mentioned.
boom!
The injuries on Wang Ziyue have improved with the trend visible to the naked eye, and the momentum is constantly rising.
Even the red -lure real dragons that were broken into two sections began to gradually recover. This look was thrilling, I just felt that the scalp was numb.
It's terrible, is this the will of life?
Lin Yun's mouth raised a smile, the cloud was light and light, knowing that the other party could not die.
"Yun Yun Palm!"
If the prince Yue is crazy, he loses the holy sword, and he actually shows a manner.
For a while, the fire was like clouds, and the fire was sky -high.
Every time there is a blow, the gap is exploded in the void, leaving a palm print. The invisible air is like a tangible mountain. As Lin Yun quietly retreats, a depressed palm print appears.
The prince Yue was extremely fierce and almost crazy. He wanted to give him all the space.
But Lin Yun did not fight with him. He was in a small court, and his long hair fluttered, and his long hair fluttered, and he easily avoided all the palm.
Alas!
As Wang Ziyue continued to approach, the orchids on the ground from the freshness to the bloom, and after a while, it was covered with half of the table.
It didn't take long for Lin Yun to retreat, and he would go out to the battle platform again.
Behind Wang Ziyue, the orchid blooming. He looked crazy and the momentum was like a rainbow. He looked at Lin Yun, who was smiling at the corner of Lin Yun's mouth, but stopped.
It seems that as long as you get another palm, Lin Yun will withdraw from the battle platform.
But the prince Yue counseled, and his eyes showed timidity.
Without him, Wang Ziyue knew in his heart that he was going to shot, and Lin Yun must have counterattacked.
Lin Yun was not surprised by this, and said faintly: "I said you are a smart person, but the smart person is easy to misunderstand himself. If you have such courage three days ago, the results may be different.
He was telling the truth. Three days ago, Lin Yun had not yet mastered the Swordsman of the Xinghe.
There are also many cards that cannot be shot. If the prince Yue is willing to expose the card, if you fight hard, it will definitely be impossible to win.
But if you fight a tie, you still have a certain chance.
But the other party counseled at the time, and would rather admit the defeat group, nor did they want to expose the card to kill Lin Yun.
He didn't know at the time. Once he admitted, his tone was really gone.
Wang Ziyue raised his hand, his lips trembled, but he couldn't dare to split down.
"I admit defeat."
The prince Yue Ru was relieved, and he was only at the peak. When he said these three words, he was sluggish.
His face was pale as paper, and he vomited several mouthfuls of blood.
Alas!
He floated backwards, and the places he passed danced, and the small petals reached out.
Big!
The sacred sword returns to the sheath, the prince Yue holds the sword with a sword, and the hand is arched.
"Thank you."
Then he stepped down silently. He thanked him that Xie Linyun saw the end of his crossbow.
Lin Yun didn't care. He looked lazily and looked at the remaining eight, and then smiled, grinning: "Let's go together, it's really interesting to come one by one."
boom!
After the words fell, Lin Yun's heavenly sword continued to skyrocket, bombarded, and there was a loud noise from the sky.
The sword light on his body, the sharp sword wind burst out from his body, the vast sword meaning makes people unable to look directly.
The crowd was frightened. It was the peak of the successful sky sword.
Lin Yun is above the battle platform. He is obviously not so high, but it feels like it can be touched by raising his hand.
"Ha ha ha ha!"
The sword light blooms, the long hair dances, Lin Yun laughed.
"Qingfeng wants to wipe the sky, my generation is a madman, the night is here, who dares to fight with me!"
In the laughter, Lin Yun took a step forward, and he had a good relationship, and he poured out with the sword.
The sword is like a huge wave. Eight of the top ten are left.
Puff!
They flew out, and after landing, they kneeling on one knee, and looked at Lin Yun, who laughed at the wind, all lost their color.