Marquis of Grand Xia

Zeguo, above Daze, the demon clan's strange red scales were difficult, the butterfly defeated, and the crisis was critical. The white-haired woman shot and strongly suppressed the red scales.

The white-haired woman's amazing ability, speed and physical strength are extremely strong, even as strong as the demon clan, all fell into the disadvantage.

In the collapsed mountain range, Chilin stood up and became humanoid again, stained with blood.

"Powerful human beings should not be unknown. Who are you?"

Chi Scale spoke, and a voluptuous madness appeared on his handsome and strange face, asking.

"forgotten."

The white-haired woman responded faintly, her figure flashed across, and swept into the collapsed mountain, shooting the red scale directly under the mountain with a palm.

The blood exploded, staining the red mountains and rivers, Chilin laughed in the sky, and the madness became more intense.

Like the madness of the demon clan, the red light of the whole body was dazzling, and he stepped on it and burst out.

boom!

Just as close as you can, the fists and palms handed over, an amazing popping sound sounded, and the two fought against each other, returning to the most primitive fighting.

Under the fighting of strength, Chilin's body was getting more and more serious, and obviously fell into the disadvantage.

The speed, strength, physical strength, and even combat experience, the white-haired woman is extremely scary and flawless.

If you want to talk about the weakness of the white-haired woman, it is that there is no real energy fluctuation in her body, as if she is completely lost.

Outside the battle, Butterfly also saw this. She thought that it was Sister Bai who deliberately hid Xiu Wei, but now, it seems that this is not the case.

Sister Bai's cultivation behavior may have really been lost.

However, with Sister Bai's ability, who can abolish his cultivation behavior?

Butterfly didn't know, and it was impossible to know. The white-haired woman had forgotten the past, and the only person who knew about it, stayed ten miles of Fenglin, and never told anyone what had happened.

Knowing destiny and mercilessly, he cut off the white-haired woman's road bridge, and abolished the foundation of its eternal life.

The white-haired woman was seriously injured. Although everyone was lucky to survive, she had forgotten the past and was abolished.

In the distant battle situation, the white-haired woman crushed the demon clan's monstrous strength, but all of them lost their cultivation behavior. However, was it the enemy of the monarch for the topmost existence in this world?

However, the red scales, who are strange monsters, are also unusual people. The flesh has been repeatedly hurt, but it has never been afraid. The whole body is dazzling with red light, just like the sun, so that people can't open their eyes.

Visible to the naked eye, the red scale's injury is rapidly repairing, and its powerful regeneration ability is far beyond the monster race of the ordinary monarchy.

The white-haired woman saw her, her eyebrows were lightly wrinkled, and her figure flashed. She reached the front of Chi Scale, and she buckled her throat, her slender hands burst into amazing power, trying to twist her throat.

At the moment of the crisis, the evil soldier reappeared in Chishen's hands and counterattacked.

The white-haired woman let go, and her figure withdrew from her ten feet. Looking at the monsters in front of her, her eyes grew colder.

"Come again!"

Crazy fighting intentions, fierce and violent, the red scale stepped on the foot, holding evil soldiers to kill.

Invincible evil soldiers tear the void and draw blood after blood between heaven and earth, which is horrifying.

Facing the mad red scale, the white-haired woman was extremely calm in her heart, and her hands were hard to catch the evil soldiers, blocking the former's offensive.

In an amazing battle, the two hit Daze from the sky, mountains and rivers were shattered, pieces of Daze were burned, the most terrible evil, even the stars shook.

Outside the battle, Butterfly looked at this battle, his expression was more shocked, too strong.

In this world, there is a sky outside, there are people outside.

boom!

I don't know how many tricks to fight. In the void, the white-haired woman shot with a palm and flew out the red scale again.

With a loud bang, Chilin's body fell into Daze and his body was stained with blood.

The abyss, the golden light shining, a figure dressed in golden dragon robes stood in the sky, staring at the war in the distance, his face staring.

A strong human woman, the strength is already close to the legendary creation world.

Chilin, do n’t let me down!

In the distant battle situation, in Daze, a **** figure engulfed in evil flame rushed out. Although it was repeatedly damaged, the fighting intention was still fierce.

The demon clan is extraordinary, the flesh is extremely tyrannical, and the sealed blood is still vigorous for hundreds of thousands of years, which is amazing.

In the void, the white-haired woman was not anxious, and Chi Scale stood up once, then beat her down again, hitting her opponent again and again.

She believes that there is no real undead in the world, as long as the injuries continue to accumulate, the gods will fall.

Ten strokes, one hundred strokes, in the battle situation, blood spattered, the demon was unyielding.

The red-scaled eyes have turned into **** red, like a madness, and rushed forward again and again.

The white-haired woman was unmoved, shot extremely calm, and hit the red scale to the maximum extent.

It was another hundred moves, all the martial bones had been split on the red scale, even though the flesh was strong, it could not be repaired in time.

Unable to recover, the white-haired woman flew past her and patted her chest again.

"Click!"

The sound of the sternum shattered, the red-scale chest collapsed, and blood came out of the mouth like a spring, wounding and wounding.

boom!

The red scale hit the mountain, and the white-haired woman's figure did not stop. She flew to the front of the red scale, reached out and picked up the red scale, and her slim hand penetrated directly into her chest.

The red blood pouring from the mooring stained the arm of the red-and-white-haired woman, the red scale trembling, and the red gradually receded in her eyes.

The heart is destroyed, as strong as red scales, and the vitality of the body also quickly subsides, and the life is in danger.

At this time, in the abyss, a golden horse pierced out of the sky, separated by thousands of miles, and cut to the white-haired woman.

There was no sign of the sudden killing move. The white-haired woman turned around and reached out to take the trick.

Bang!

A striking collision sounded, the golden horses were broken, the white-haired woman looked back, and the red scales disappeared somehow.

Demon King!

The white-haired woman looked at the valley of the abyss in the distance, her eyes narrowed slightly, and the only person with such strength in Ze Guo was the Emperor of the Demon Race.

The peak of the monarch is only one line away from the world of creation.

Legend has it that the emperor of the demon clan is now a five-clawed golden dragon, a genius of the demon clan, and is very likely to step into the world of creation.

In the valley of the abyss, the void stirred, the red scale body appeared, all blood stained, miserable and abnormal.

"Chilin, you let me down."

The demon raised his hand ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ The golden light spread and engulfed the red scale body.

In an instant, golden flames rose from heaven to earth, and quickly burned the red scale body.

At the same time, the demon emperor's breath became stronger and stronger, his eyes flickering.

Only the green man was left, as long as he swallowed the last blood of the royal family, he could take that crucial step.

In ten miles of Fenglin, in front of the wooden house, Ning Chen seemed to have a feeling, looking at the end of the starry sky, a flash of strange color flashed in his eyes.

This breath seems to be about to step into the world of creation.

However, the owner of this breath is mottled and complex, not like human beings.

Demon Race?

Ning Chen drew back his gaze, staring at the ghost who was practicing sword in front, with a smile on his face.

It's time to go for a walk.