Bloody, Tianzhu Zong's most talented disciple, the old man of the yin is proud of his disciples, and his evil spirits are extremely powerful. It is the genius of the snowy area than the most evil. //Welcome to read //

Jun Moxi, the Royal Highness of the Emperor of the Longshan Empire, cultivated is awe-inspiring, the air of justice between heaven and earth.

The two, one is one and the other, and they are all so powerful. They are the only ones who have entered the top five positions in a stable and stable manner. The battle between the two of them is undoubtedly noticed by everyone, and the people around them are blind. All of them are gazing tightly at the battle platform, and they dare not have a bit of distraction. This snowy field is bigger than the most wicked genius, **** and arrogant owner.

"Awe-inspiring." The **** mouth exudes a gloomy smile, seemingly satirizing the arrogance of the monarch.

"Nine continents, the martial arts are the heroes, the strong are the respects, where is the difference between the right and the evil, who is strong, who is right, who is weak, can only be bullied, you can make them excited, let them pay attention, not because Your pride is just because you are strong."

"I know, but at least, it is better to cultivate people who are arrogant and arrogant than to cultivate a person who is cultivating evil spirits. It is easier for people to accept and feel more liked." Jun Mo Xi's faint smile is to make the **** face slightly stiff. There is nothing wrong with his words. There is no problem with the words of the monarch. Although the strong is respected, he always feels fearful in practicing evil. Of course, since he has embarked on this road, he does not care. Only seek strong strength.

"If you beat you, there is nothing you like or dislike." The **** face gradually became pale, without a little blood, his palms slowly lifted up, and a terrible haze of evil spirits spread out and let The people in the distance feel that the scalp is a little numb. This evil is very uncomfortable and very uncomfortable.

Jun Moxi snorted, suddenly and arrogant, rolling on his body, the evil atmosphere infiltrated from the **** body immediately touched the invisible and became invisible. Trace, Hao Ranzheng, suppressing evil like evil, wipe it out and purify it.

"Right? Prepare to endure the baptism of evil." Bloody sneer, step by step, his body disappeared in an instant, the palm of the hand spit out, a terrible evil yin wind poured out from his palm, drifting toward the monarch.

"The power of evil will only be purified by righteousness." Jun Moxi stepped on the ground and did not care about the evil spirits on the other side. Hao Ran was madly pouring out, and the repressive force blossomed toward the evil spirit. It was scattered around, and this evil spirit, with a thick corpse, seemed to be the corpse of the decaying body, which made people sick.

"Wow……"

As soon as the corpse fluttered in the wind, he came to the edge of the battle platform. The person standing in front of the battle platform turned over and squatted down and vomited. He only felt that the five internal organs were rolling, and even their faces were gradually changing. Black, the power of their lives, as if they are slowly passing, to become a body eroded by corpse.

"No, this is a terrible ride."

The crowd standing in front of us was flustered in an instant, and it was a mess. Many people rushed back toward the back, and soon there was a huge open space in front of them. There were many people who were weak and small. It fell to the ground, and all of them were black. After a few twitches, they were motionless and invaded by the corpse. They became real corpses and shocked the hearts of the crowd.

"Good poisonous palms, terrible corpses."

The hearts of the crowd were shaking wildly, and the eyes stared at the bodies, but they were eroded by the corpse and became a dead body. It was terrible.

Only the strong ones like Jun Moxi, with the arrogance of the righteousness against it, can not be moved, and bloody.

Looking at the two people fighting on the stage, the face of the crowd has changed. In addition to the excitement of the excitement, there is a touch of instinct of awe, powerful strength, terrible power, they can not touch even touch.

The sound of the bang continued to spread, the horror of the horror and the arrogance of the sky, in the middle of the two, two terrible hurricanes rose from the sky, two of these hurricanes, one of which is gray, the other It is a golden color, and sometimes it is strangled in a group, no one will retreat.

"The **** strength is much stronger than that of the ink." The eyes of the crowd trembled a little, and the ink was smouldering. When dealing with Jun Moxi, there was no resistance at all. Only when it was suppressed, but bloody, but he could The corpse and the arrogance of the monarch

Righteous confrontation, although the corpse seems to be faintly inferior to the arrogance, is slowly being eroded by the arrogance.

"The corpse is bloody."

Blood seeing his own power seems to be somewhat suppressed, and he couldn't help but scream, suddenly on his body, a more horrible corpse madly saved, and at the same time, his palms became extremely enchanting, **** The demon, every attack, as if to **** the body of the monarch, the swallowing of the real yuan, swallowing the flesh and blood of the monarch.

"Sure enough, Mo Yan's means are somewhat similar." Lin Feng saw a **** attack on his eyes and microcoagulation. At the beginning, Mo Zhen had the evil power to devour the blood and flesh of others. Bloody blood also obviously possessed it. Bloody use does not know how much stronger than the original Mo Zhen, but the opponent he faces is too strong, and he is not arrogant, no matter how bad your evil skills are, there is no way to make Hao Ran upright. Retreat.

"Oh..." As if the sound of the roar of the **** and the ghosts came out, the endless corpses of the corpse were all rushing toward the monarch, and at the same time a **** pair of flesh palms turned into a **** ghost, toward the king. Do not take it.

"Awe-inspiring, destroying all kinds of evil." Jun Moxi stepped on the footsteps, and the rolling Hao Hao was upright and mad, all of them were awe-inspiring, a golden color of the atmosphere turned into a space ripple, crazy dynasty Bloody kills the past and purifies all evil.

"Boom, bang..." The horrible collision sounds constantly coming out. The rolling arrogance seems to be exhausted. The evil spirit is purified, and the blood of the blood is engulfed. At this moment, the righteousness can be rushed to the top. The body seems to have a sacred atmosphere, and the light of righteousness envelopes the body, as if the embodiment of justice is to eradicate all evil.

"The terrible power." The crowd looked at the moment of the Mo Mo, not using the second means, from the beginning to the end are awe-inspiring, when a powerful force to cultivate to the extreme, it is a great achievement in the martial arts, Jun Mo Xi, he only repaired Haozheng.

"boom!"

The endless gas slammed the blood, and finally the endless evil atmosphere dissipated, the **** face was even more pale, the guilt was trembled, the mouth was bleeding, but his gaze became more fierce.

"Jun... Mo... I can force me to this step, you are proud."

The **** bloody moment is like a demon, and a more evil atmosphere blooms out of his body. Behind him, there is a shadow of evil spirits, as if it is a corpse, and an incomparable corpse blooms from it. The evil cold corpse seems to be drowning in the sky, and around the bloody, a white cockroach appears there, shocking.

Ghost, the **** at the moment, is as fierce as a ghost.

"Hey, hey, the ghoul roars." The blood screamed, the real ghoul roared, and many people directly covered their ears. It was terrible. On the **** body, a **** sea appeared. The gas is not exhaustive, and even the heroes who are pleasing to the body seem to be shrinking.

"Kill!" The blood screamed, and the body floated like a corpse to Jun Moxi. The endless corpse anger and the awe-inspiring collision, the crowd only saw the **** face, revealing a trace of sly sly Smile.

"Destroy."

An evil voice came out, **** as if it had become a ghost, without a physical body, directly drifting into the awe-inspiring spirit, penetrating the past from the power of the horror of the horror, his **** palm, directly printed on it. Jun Mo Xi’s chest is inserted directly into it.

"It's over."

The eyes of the crowd are stiff, Jun Moxi, are you dead? Was it obliterated by blood? The **** martial arts let him turn into an invisible corpse. The crowd just thought that the martial arts only let him release the horrible corpse.

"Do you have anything to say?" The **** face looked at Jun Moxi, the evil smile.

But there is no pain in the face of Jun Mo Xi, the serenity of his face makes the **** very unhappy, to die, but also so light.

"What I want to say is that Wuhun, not only you have it."

The voice of Jun Mo Xi slowly spit out, and then, the arrogance of Hao Tian was covered with blood, and the **** face changed dramatically, as if the ghost body had to be purified.

Looking down, he found that he inserted the blood of the chest, but did not let Jun Mo Xi flow a drop of blood!