The pupils of the two major aliens flickered. They did not shot before, because of these saints, several people made them very jealous, and Xiao Man King was one.
"Look, whose flesh is more powerful!"
Lin Ling also stepped on, shot like a meteor!
boom!
In the air, the two fists touched and deterred, deterning the world, and the figures of the two kings stayed in the hearts of everyone!
That's right, this is the battle of the king in the Son!
call out!
The next moment, Lin Ling's body flew out, smashing into the distance like a shell. For the first time, Lin Ling seemed to be weak!
"Haha, the villain Lin Ling, your strength is just that!"
In the air, Xiao Barbarians Fujiko laughed lightly. His long hair fluttered, and his body was buried a lot, making him as if he became an ancient barbaric tiger.
Endless qi and blood light, forming ripples, blooming on him!
"Blood King!"
Some holy pupils are condensed. They know that the blood of the small king is very extraordinary. It can awaken the blood veins and allow the cultivation to be greatly improved. It can easily overwhelm the saints in the middle of the Holy Spirit.
Obviously, Lin Ling let him pay attention!
"You, it's just ants, I just use 70 % of the blood of the king of the king, and the strength has reached 70 million pounds. You play with me with your body, you are not qualified!"
The small king king, Fujiko, shot to Lin Ling, full of confidence.
In the previous battle, he also saw that Lin Ling's body was very strong and almost comparable to him, so he used the power of the blood to achieve a new critical point again, and became an ancient king of the ancient barbaric.
Ling is not his opponent at all!
"Just warm up, what are you so happy!"
Above the earth, a figure also jumped, and the momentum blooming, the light of fire color glazed, dazzling!
call out!
Subsequently, it turned into a meteor, and it was also shot to the small king!
"warm up!"
Many saints suck air -conditioning, does Lin Ling still have the limit? With such a terrible battle, he is warm up!
Boom!
Above the air, the terrible battle broke out, just like the North and South King's war. Although it was the physical bump, its strength was extremely terrible, and it could easily challenge the common sense of martial arts!
Moreover, the speed of the two figures is very fast, which makes people caught at all. From the blink of an eye, fight from the sky to the earth, so that the earth is a hundred holes!
"The strength of the little barbarians is very powerful, but Lin Ling is even more abnormal. When did he grow to this stage!"
"Moreover, the more fierce Lin Ling's war, as if it would not be tired at all!"
Seeing the king's war that day, many people were shocked.
In this battle, Lin Ling changed their views again, making Lin Ling the first saint of the rain forest holy land. The strong one they wanted to look at.
"how so!"
Ma Yubai's face was pale, as if he was slapped.
Previously, he reprimanded Lin Ling too frivolous and let Lin Ling go away. It was speaking as the first saint of the Bodhi Holy Palace, but now, Lin Ling's strength is not weaker than him. Is he eligible to reprimand Lin Ling?
"Brother Ma, what else do you have now!"
Yang Qian's voice came from a distance, full of ridicule, making Ma Yubai's teeth bitten bitterly, but there was nothing to say.
His previous high is above, that is his own affection!
"Mix!"
At this moment, on the sky, the face of Xiaoman King Fujun Tiger's face became more and more ugly. He broke the blood of the blood and thought he could overthrow Lin Ling, but who knew that Lin Ling pressed him to fight, as if he would not be tired!
And his blood power has begun to decline. Although he will not be defeated by Lin Ling in the short term, it is difficult to fight back Lin Ling!
You know, he is the little king, the first saints of the Six Witch Holy Land, but he was beaten, but this face was lost!
"He seems to be able to hurt the little king, but if he is so crazy, if the power is exhausted, then you will lose!"
"But I see him, it seems that there is no signs of tiredness at all. He may have swallowed rare heaven and earth treasures in the ancient tomb!"
Da Yantong and a saint -widow wearing a black robe next to him. Both of them are the first saints of the Holy Land. The horizons naturally exceed ordinary people.
They noticed that Lin Ling pressed the small king of the barbarians, but the more fierce, the more brutal, and the momentum of the little barbarian king was defeated!
"No, he wants to break through!"
Finally, Dan Yan's pupils condensed, because Lin Ling's aura was very strong, but it seemed to need digestion aura, so he digested through combat.
"This lunatic!"
That black robe Sacred son sucks air -conditioning.
In the battle with the Son of the First Son, Lin Ling did not go all out, but to break through the realm by the Son. If Lin Ling reached the middle of the Holy Spirit, it would not be to overtake all the saints!
"breakthrough!"
Xiaoman King Tenghu gradually realized Lin Ling's intention, and couldn't help roaring: "Lin Ling, don't be too much!"
"The purpose of your existence is exactly the aura that makes me digestion, otherwise you think you can fight now?"
Lin Ling's cold voice came out. Before, he devoured a lot of heavenly treasures, which needed digestion and tempering. At present, breakthroughs are the critical moment!
"This son is very smart!"
As for the face of the two major aliens, the young man's heart was deep. His purpose was not the little king, but to prepare for the next battle. The little king was just his stepping stone!
"Do you take me as a knife stone?"
Looking at it by countless eyes, Xiao Man Wang Fujun was full of anger in his heart. Since childhood, he has never been humiliated.
"Eight million forces, Lijianshan River, barbaric king eight fists!"
All blood veins are inspired by the small king of the small barbarians. Boxing mountains and rivers, boxing out, can destroy any meaning of martial arts. Obviously, he is angry, so he will kill Lin Ling!
Boom!
The terrible fist flushes out like a storm, either a mysterious and mysterious martial arts, or the power, and the power to surrender Sanhui!
According to legend, the physical strength reaches the peak, the fist can create a realm, a palm can be divided into the big world, and there are rumors. This world is the oldest warrior, and it is deeply played with fists!
The storm -like fist bombarded, the heaven and earth are full of fists, and some of the weak saints have vomited blood backwards, which is terrible!
With the momentum, they can't stop it, that is the momentum of the barbaric king!
"8 million power?"
At the same time, Lin Ling's pupil light showed sharp light, where the body surface, the light of the red glazed light bloomed, and the 100,000 small world woke up at the same time. You must know that in the previous battle, he used 70,000 and he used 70,000 and with
The 80,000 small world battle, and now, 100,000!
Boom!
Lin Ling's long hair has no wind automatic, and the breath of eternal Hengyuan rises, as if a distant ancient god shadow is proud of the world. His right hand lifts it gently.
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Alas!
The large area of air burst, and the power of 100 million looks like dozens of mountains.
"What!"
The small king of the king of the king of Fujiko was shocked. His barbaric king's momentum was almost suppressed and unmotivated. Lin Ling in his sight was like turning into the ancient magic gods.
"That's the power of 100 million!"
"How can a human body cultivate 100 million forces!"
At the same time, Da Yantong's top sons suck air -conditioning.
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On the first day of February, I asked for a monthly ticket.