Godly Empress Doctor

Feng Dance is not a person who is easily moved, but this moment... her eyes are a little hot.

"Yeah." Feng dance gently sighed.

The sky thundered constantly.

The sky is dark and rolling, like a **** bag!

There is only one last gap left.

If it is blocked...

"Go." Jun Linyuan pushed the phoenix dance to the Marshal of the Wind, and he himself rose to the sky and rushed toward the only gap!

The young boy rushed to the crown, and the sword pointed to the sky and rushed into the black cloud.

Strict swordsmanship, sweeping everything!

Endless killing, set off the storm!

In the darkness of the sky, suddenly, a huge hand emerged.

"Old ancestors!"

The main eyebrows of Biyun Palace are a touch of joy!

Before she was suppressed by Jun Linyuan and the wind to the south, the Lord Biyun Palace was unable to resist, and now the ancestors finally came.

The ancestors of the ancient gods, the strength is comparable to these people now?

Jun Linyuan kills the stunned scorpion sword, kneeling in the giant hand!

The grand Marshal, the dean of the court, the dean of the court...they are all extremely dignified!

With their strength, they can easily identify how powerful the other party is.

Dean Lu and Director Xu looked at each other and both of them appeared in awe!

"One move." Dean Lu lowered his voice and said to Xu Yuan: "I can't catch a single move."

Dean Xu also silently nodded: "I can't take it anymore."

The handsome face of the Marshal of the Wind, now awe-inspiring, is even more ugly than seeing the face of snow to the north.

At least the snow can go north, but this is a hollow giant palm... it doesn’t move at all!

Marshal Wind is not confident that he can catch two moves.

Hey!

诛天剑 and 虚影巨掌 intersect in half space.

The hollow giant palm crushed down and seemed to want to pinch the sword into a powder.

Surrounded by aura disorder!

Under the violent impact, Jun Linyuan flew out!

Falling down, fell on the side of the phoenix dance.

And the hollow palm was cut in half by him!

Feng Dance was busy holding Jun Linyuan, but at this moment Jun Linyuan’s gaze was staring at the void.

The heart of the Marshal of the Wind was a little loose.

Awesome Jun Linyuan!

The strength that broke out last time has risen a bit more than before.

Fortunately, the giant palm of the void is cut off, otherwise...

The face of Biyun Palace is very ugly!

The ancestors of the ancient gods, the strength of the sky, how could it be cut off?

Although the ancestors did not arrive, although this is only a phantom projection of the ancestors, but how can it be cut off by Jun Linyuan? !

Just when everyone was in doubt, the giant palm of the shadow that was cut off from it was aggregated at a speed visible to the naked eye, intact.

And this time, the virtual shadow of the palm has a layer of sparkling platinum.

This is... the strength has increased by another layer?

A simple and far-reaching voice rang in the depths of everyone's mind.

"Youth, this deity is a small one."

"Apocalypse is so thin, you can break through this, it is rare."

"But you are not obedient."

The old voice of the old man is a female voice, but the sound does not look old.

"I only took her away and let you go."

After that, the virtual shadow giant palm is going to the little girl who is dancing to the phoenix dance!

"Go to death!"

Jun Linyuan clenched the sword, no more words, rushed to the air again!

No one will think that Jun Linyuan is so brave!

However, see the swordsmanship on the sword, and kill the sky!

The shadow of the giant palm cherished his head.

"I don't want to kill you, but you are bent on it."

The shadow of the giant palm seems to be very regrettable.