An incomprehensible hatred broke out in Ye Qing's heart.

Wei Ziyi is just a weak woman.

However, when Ye Qing had worries, she stood up.

Regardless of your own life.

Just to fight for Ye Qing!

Ye Qing's heart hurts!

Such as a needle!

He hates his lack of strength.

There is no way to protect friends around you!

"Boy, your death is here! My night has launched a lore order!"

Night's Zhenwu Jiuzhonglian killer, smiled indifferently.

The eyes are full of colors.

"Eight Wilderness True Gun!"

Ye Qing did not talk nonsense with him, and directly performed the violent killing tricks.

The dragon scales of the dark night evil dragon are still in the process of continuous refining.

Ye Qing just absorbed a small part of the power of the dragon origin.

Refinement in the process of fighting, Ye Qing's speed is already fast.

"Oh!"

A hot long gun, broke the air strikes and killed it.

The outbreak of extremely amazing lethality.

In the moment, the void collapse!

"With your cultivation, it's just an ant, and confront me at night is the most stupid decision in your life!"

Night's Zhenwu Jiu Zhongjing killer, his eyes are terrible.

The long gun in my hand burst out.

Its figure is like a ghost.

With a gun with a gun, for a moment, it was integrated into the void and disappeared.

As a killer, he has always lived in darkness.

At the moment of the shot, it is impossible to grasp its accurate position.

However, this time, Ye Qing's eight wastewood real guns have been locked in his position.

Fight on the front!

There was no fear on Ye Qing's face!

With the cultivation of Tianwu's Five Health Realms, the peerless strong who should fight the true Wujiu realm.

"Knker!"

In the void, a dark long gun suddenly came through.

Ye Qing condensed the eight barren real flame guns, just greeted it.

Just listen to.

The eight barren real flame guns collapsed on the spot.

Can't match each other.

The strong man in Zhenwu Jiuzhong has reached the pinnacle of the realm of Zhenwu.

Ye Qing cope with it, very hard.

However, at night, the Zhenwu Jiuzhonglian killer, the footsteps also took two steps back.

Obviously, Ye Qing's eight -deserted true flame guns were crushed. Obviously, the other party also paid a certain price.

Ye Qing's killing tricks have affected it.

He wanted to kill Ye Qing, not so easy!

"Boy, really something, no wonder, I can't kill you at night!"

"However, everything is there, you will not have any chance!"

At the night of the murderer of Zhenwu Jiuzhong, in the eyes, there was a sharp cold.

Wave the dark long gun in his hand, and burst again.

quick!

His gun, soon!

There is a momentum of lore, sweeping.

He is a gun king.

It also has the cultivation of Zhenwu Jiuzhong Realm.

It's too difficult.

In such a character, there are not many in the huge Middle -earth sanctuary.

This time, in order to kill Ye Qing, the night can be said to have paid huge.

Previously, the Liu Sand, who died in Ye Qing, and a black robe man, just appetizing.

The real strong is the one in front of you!

Shinwu Jiu's Peerless Gun King!

The power of a shot, shaking the world, is extremely strong.

"The fire of Taikoo True Demon!"

In the face of the killing of the strong mighty of the Nine Zhenwu Jiuzhong Realm, Ye Qing still did not retreat.

He, and the card!

Among the second floor of the Tower of Wanjie, part of the sources of the fire of the Taikoo true devil were moved by Ye Qing.

Crazy sweeping out.

In the void, Ye Qing once again condensed a shot of the eight barren real flame guns.

This time, the power is even more against the sky.

There is the blessing of the fire of the Taikoo Real Demon.

Sure enough, seeing the dark flame long gun, the night of the true Wu Jiu heavy realm of the night, the eyes were dignified, and the footsteps retreated again and again.

Among the flames of flames gathered by Ye Qing, he smelled the dangerous atmosphere.

"Boom!"

A ball of black, burst out.

The killer of the night of the night, holding a long gun and sweeping it in the air.

The dark eight -deserted ritual guns condensed by Ye Qing made a fierce buzzing sound.

Still unable to match it.

"!" "

In the moment, Ye Qing's two kings of the king steps rushed out.

Shura's blood sword, plus Saint Dragon blood hethostatic, two king step spiritual tools, jointly killed.

The lethality caused by it is still very scary.

Night's Zhenwu Jiu Zhongjing killer, his face changed again.

The body is retreat again.

Deep in the bottom of the eyes, there was a touch of fear.

Wang Jieling, great power.

Although, in Ye Qing's hands, Wang Jieling could not play a real power.

But it's terrible enough!

The dark long gun in his hand was actually just the best spiritual tools of the heavenly step.

If there is a king of the spirit, I am afraid that Ye Qing will have died long ago.

"Boy, your Wang Jieling, and boundaries, all of which are mine!"
To be continued...