"Good arrogant mausoleum!"

The crowd looked at the figure on the battle platform, their eyes were a tremor, the mausoleum, too mad, and did not put Jun Mo Xi in the eyes, even if the strength of Jun Mo Xi is so powerful, Hao Ranzheng and not dead The soul is a powerful means of magical power, but the mausoleum of the emperor will completely ignore the monarch.

In the eyes of Jun Mo Xi, it seems that there is only one paragraph.

"I can't do it, I have to fight before I know."

Jun Mo Xi whispered, looking at the wild Mausoleum, his eyes were always so calm.

"War, this is of course, you can take it." The Emperor Mausoleum stood up and confident, and his body was full of strong self-confidence, as if no one could beat him.

On the body of Jun Moxi, the golden color of Hao Hao is rising to the sky, violently roaring, step by step, the figure of Jun Mo Xi disappeared in the place, directly appeared in front of the Mausoleum, the carrier horror The vortex's righteousness rolled out.

Finally, on the body of the Mausoleum, a terrible momentum blooms, domineering, terrible heaven.

When the palms came out, the mausoleum trembled fiercely, and went straight to the awe-inspiring, fearless.

The palm of the hand penetrated the awe-inspiring temper, and buckled to Jun Moxi, but saw Jun Moxi sneer, stepping on the ground, and the world was as mad as he was, fearless, he did not even pay attention to the Emperor’s tomb to his palm. Just blasted to the Mausoleum.

"Well?" The mausoleum's gaze was slightly wrinkled, and then the palm of his hand trembled and plunged back, as if Hao Hao Zhengqi became frantic.

"Awe-inspiring, breaking through the world."

Jun Mo sighed with anger, and the power went to the sea, and a terrible world around him was oppressed toward the Emperor's Mausoleum with his arrogance.

"Hey." The mausoleum screamed coldly, and the clothes on his body screamed wildly. The horror of the real thing was soaring, and the palm of his hand trembled as if the space around him was mastered by him, the whistling madness, this whole piece The power of space all rushed toward the sea of ​​the sea.

"boom!"

The sound of the horrible collision came out, and the space trembled, and a hurricane blew in the place where the two collided.

Jun Mo Xi continued to retreat three steps, and the Emperor Mausoleum, one step has not retired, still standing there, the horrible hegemony of his body seems to be no one.

"I said, you are not my opponent, I want to fight hard with my undead martial arts, I am not so stupid." The emperor said a faint voice, just now, regardless of his body, let him attack At the same time, attacking him with a strong awe-inspiring spirit, relying on the undead martial arts, the Emperor Mausoleum, will not be so hard to fight with him, fight and hurt, he certainly is not as good as Jun Moxi.

"No one can beat me who has the blood of the sky. Now, I will let you taste the power of the heavens." The mausoleum said, a **** horrible blood swayed and slaughtered the temperament of heaven. The body blooms, the real element is crazy, roaring, powerful and endless.

"It's amazing. It's no wonder that the Mausoleum is known as the strongest genius in the snow." The eyes of the crowd are slightly condensed. The strength of this mausoleum is terrible. It is just that breath, which makes people feel trembling and want to marry.

Lifting the palm of your hand, Emperor Mausolet makes a fist, as if the space is suffocating, above the boxing, with the arrogance of the heavens.

"Jun Moxi, since you have an undead martial arts, I will let you taste the power of my destruction." The emperor’s footsteps slammed, and the sound of the bang trembled, and the surrounding space stirred up, as if it was infinite. The endless hegemonic powers are all gathered into this boxing, power, and powerful to the extreme.

"The heavens and the earth are awesome and the atmosphere is not dead."

Jun Moxi looked at the horrible fist, fearless and fearless, and gathered the endless and arrogant force to smash it out.

The shocking sound of the bang came out, and the hands of Jun Moxi were shattered. The fists of the Emperor’s Mausoleum were to kill the heavens.

However, Jun Moxi’s brows have never been stunned. The left hand carries Hao Ran’s righteousness and slamming. There is no pause, and his injured right arm is madly recovering. The speed of recovery makes people feel trembled and recovers too fast. It is.

"Useless." The mausoleum voice is indifferent, the left arm is all terrible power of the heavens, the arm is hard to attack the monarch, and the emperor has no reaction at all.

Do not believe, Jun Moxi does not believe, his hands tremble, Jun Mo Xi heads up, endless awe-inspiring temperament into a dragon shape, madly gathered in his palms, there is a roaring dragon floating in it.

"Boom!" The tomb of the Emperor Mausoleum slammed on the body of Jun Moxi. Jun Moxi snorted, his body shook and shook his teeth. He did not even retreat half a minute, let the Emperor Mausoleum take his body. The smashing and smashing, the power of the undead martial arts is undead.

"Zhengqi gathers the dragon elephant, roars." Jun Moxi shouted, and the endless Haoran was turned into a dragon, turned into a giant elephant, and rushed toward the mausoleum.

"Boom, rumbling..."

The world shivered, and the horrible dragon giant shook the body of the Mausoleum, making him snorted and his eyes cold.

"It's wonderful, it's wonderful." The eyes of the crowd are staring at the battle platform. They don't dare to miss the half-carved, undead martial arts, and the temperament of the dragon, it is terrible, let the emperor attack, do not resist, because He has an undead martial arts, and then fights with the righteousness to reunite the tomb.

Although the strength of Jun Moxi is the peak of Xuanwujing, but this horrible strength, even the ordinary Xuanwujing Jiuzhong people have been killed, but the Mausoleum is only slightly injured, two people, all terrible .

The hand of Emperor Mausoleum was slightly wiped at the corner of his mouth, and then he looked at it and had a drop of blood.

Put it in the mouth, the emperor's tomb licked the blood, and the eyelids were full of evil light.

"Very good, not dead martial arts, it is a mysterious and powerful Wuhun, but now, I let you see, the sky, the heavenly martial arts!"

"Boom!" The voice of the Emperor's Mausoleum fell, his body seemed to be swept by a heavenly meaning, and Jun Moxi, only felt a tight body, as if forced by a horrible force, the entire battlefield space A piece of heaven and earth, as if shaking, trembled around the mausoleum.

"The martial arts of the sky, no shadow, invisible, using the power of heaven, the heavens and the earth must be in control." Jun Moxi faintly spit out a voice, at this moment he seems to be standing in the space world of others.

"It turns out that you know that you have an undead martial arts. You are not dead, but your strength will never win."

The mausoleum strode out, and the fists were gripped. The power of the heavens oppressed the body of Jun Moxi. His fists smashed out, and countless ripples rushed toward the past, with his fists.

"Dragon elephant giant force." Jun Moxi screamed, the horrible dragon elephant power poured wildly, but under the cover of the heavenly martial spirit of the mausoleum, his power was suppressed, and the power of heaven was insane. Strengthened, the world is only used by him.

"Boom!" The power of terror slammed on the body of Jun Moxi, and he sneaked out of the monarch. At the same time, a terrible space force seemed to be bound by the monarch, and the emperor’s footsteps crossed and slammed again. Unfortunately, a cold fist: "I see your undead martial arts, how long can you persist?"

"Why should I insist?" Jun Moxi smiled faintly and said: "This war, I admit defeat."

The body floats on the ground, it is still so graceful, and does not care about victory or defeat.

"Although you are proud of your mouth, you must hate my undead martial arts. How can you kill me?" Jun Moxi said with a smile, then turned around and returned to the edge of the battle platform. Defeat, the strength of the Mausoleum is indeed stronger than him, but he has the undead lagoon, even if the Mausoleum can suppress him with strength, it will not threaten him, can not bind him.

"Seeing his strength?" Jun Moxi smiled at Lin Feng, who was next to him. Lin Feng nodded. The power of the heavens was terrible.

"Look at it, I still hope that you will avenge me." Jun Moxi said with a smile, defeat, not so important to him, try his best, victory and defeat is also a natural thing, no one can be forever The winner, even if you are genius, will eventually have more talented people than you.

"I try my best." Lin Feng nodded and his eyes flashed. This mausoleum is not so good.

After this war, it means that the Emperor Mausoleum has stepped into the top three seats. As for the monarchy, his ranking may be the third, perhaps the fourth, depending on whether he and Lin Feng will fight.

Ps: I am so tired today, sleepy, I will sleep first, and there will be a small outbreak on Sunday (there are brothers who say that the small outbreaks are ten, no traces can not afford to hurt).