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Chapter 1171 Hate(2/2)

"Renewal!"

boom!

Heaven and earth seemed to be unable to carry his power and collapsed countless cracks.

The ten emperors set up the guardian air, and even the emperor soldiers did not cause it.

Except for Mingzun's face, everyone's face showed a surprise expression. This horrible breath forced them to join forces to stabilize the world. Otherwise, even if the void would be crushed into fly ash to disappear.

"I heard that he killed the ancient emperor of Mo Yuan in three or two moves, and thought it was exaggerated. Today, I saw it ..." King Ghanaro's expression was so excited that everyone was telling the high profound Mo of the Qing Emperor

Testing and invincible name, his light shrouded in cloudy days, making the ten tribe depressed.

Unexpectedly, one day, they could see someone challenging the Qing Emperor.

The old zombie was holding his teeth and surprised: "Although his law is in the world, half of hell has been manifested in the eighteenth floor, but it is reasonable to say that there should be such a breath."

"No wonder the great monks of the ten tribe are here. If he breaks by his strength, it is enough to swallow the ten tribe of the whale."

"Maybe he can win!"

The emotional inspiration in the eyes of Taiyue emperor, the challenge of the weak to the strong is always exciting. They will be more or less expected, as if they put themselves in this position.

The Dragon Emperor looked at Wu Rong and sighed: "Unfortunately, he only gathered the top."

"..."

The red hair spinning, fully revealing the power of Tu Shanjun to raise three methods, calling for eighteen layers of hell.

"Hell change!"

.

Another nest of the shrine.

Eighteen deeds rising in a row.

The power of all the yin gods gathered in the vanada waved a hit that was sufficient to annihilate the earth.

Nympho

The Dharma Ming Ru Lai was consemming and asked nervously: "The emperor was defeated?"

Tu Shanjun shook his head.

"Win?!"

Dharma is obviously wrong. If you win, you should not be right until now.

"He resisted my full blow, the tattoo was not moved, and I was stabilized by three steps to be shocked."

Tu Shanjun's face was not a regret, but a deep loss, sweeping the body and mind, and the wet eyes looked at the sky, whispered: "Step 5, isn't it enough?"

The Dharma Ming Rulai sighed deeply. What kind of difficulties did a dilemma that made a persistent monk issued such questions.

The emotions disappeared instantly, and Tu Shanjun seemed to suddenly become a cold evil ghost.

"Everything in this world is because of lack of strength."

Fa Ming Ru came to see Tu Shanjun and asked: "What do the emperor want to do after the emperor has a strong enough repair?"

"What do you want to do ..."

Tu Shanjun thought for a long time.

This is a good question, but it has nothing to do with him, because he is already doing what he should do.

Nympho

Boom!

Thousands of Taoism, all kinds of supernatural powers.

The completely disappeared.

Tu Shanjun was reluctant to stabilize his body.

The tiger's mouth collapsed slightly, and the blue emperor on the other side was as stable as Taishan.

Qingdi looked at the shaking wrist, and surprised: "The three laws of the slight end have been exerted by you. Unfortunately, it is too thin, otherwise it will take me a step back at least."

"If you don't know who you should hate me, hate me!"

"Count everything on my head."

"Think about it ..."

"Actually, you don't hate the wrong person."
Chapter completed!
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