The Emperor Crawling Out of the Grave

Captivating, with a lazy beauty exuding from her whole body, if she hadn't come out of the summoning formation, no one would be able to resist this kind of woman.

"It is very beautiful."

The thing that made everyone desperate happened again. After a month of sleep, another handsome young man came out of the formation.

Brother Gongzi looks harmless to humans and animals, he is dressed in green clothes and has a bookish air all over his body.

Brother Young Master looked at the endless starry sky, and was a little crazy for a while.

It can be seen that he may really like the scenery.

"Don't show your sour Confucian style here, Tingnan, you have to figure out what you are here for!"

When brother son was indulging in the scenery, a male voice sounded like thunder.

Then a burly man in black armor with a murderous look stepped out of the formation.

The same suffocating sense of oppression, the same desperate existence.

"Tingfeng and Bai Nan go to intercept the magic weapon for transporting troops, and Zhenyue and I are here to destroy this big formation and take down their base camp."

"Remember, don't fight with their large army. With an army of this size, even if we are involved, it will be bad luck."

Finally, a heroic woman walked out of the formation.

The woman was dressed simply, in tight black clothes, with a ponytail tied up, and a broken knife pinned to the back of her waist.

The woman was indifferent, without any nonsense, and directly arranged the battle method.

Until this moment, the formation diagram slowly disappeared.

There are four people in total, no, they are not human beings.

The breath on them completely surpassed the breath of living beings.

"God." The cold voice of the zombie master sounded: "Natural gods raised by nature."

Everyone's hearts were shocked again, and everyone in the world called practitioners gods.

In fact, practitioners cannot be called gods, and practitioners are just ordinary people with a little bit of power.

If there is anything in this world that can be called a god, perhaps it is only such an existence born in nature's favor.

"This younger sister has good eyesight." Zhenyue smiled at the cold-tempered Master Zhu, and licked her bright red lips.

"Don't talk too much, have you forgotten what happened to the four Holy Lights?" The woman who came out at the end gave Zhenyue a cold look.

Zhenyue laughed and said, "Oh, sister Qianfan, don't be so nervous. It's unlucky for them to meet the top experts. Judging from the information, one of their top three experts died in battle, and the other was detained by the lord. , one is still retreating, and now there are no masters here!"

The woman called Qianfan snorted coldly, "Action."

The scholar Ting Nan and the strong man Bai Feng saluted Qian Fan, ready to act.

"Stop them, they're going to stop Fudo City."

At this time Xu Jianjun rushed out from the formation, blocking the way of Ting Nan and Bai Feng.

The thirty-six masters came out together with Xu Jianjun. Even though they knew that the strength of the two sides was very different, and it was absolutely inviolable, they still came out.

"The wind is blowing!"

Seeing the people blocking his way, Bai Feng sneered and raised his hands casually.

A terrifying storm blew up in an instant, and dozens of white tornadoes like sky pillars were formed out of thin air.

The tornado rushed into the thirty-six masters, and broke up their formation in an instant.

There are a few masters who are slightly weaker, and they are instantly strangled and wiped out.

Cold sweat instantly drenched everyone's clothes.

The gap is too big, too big.

Despair spread like a plague, making everyone tremble uncontrollably.

"The light of rice grains also feels like the bright moon competing for brilliance." Bai Feng sneered.

Listening to Nan with a smile, he joked: "Old Bai, you've been talking quite interesting recently!"

"Smelly scholar, don't talk to me." Bai Feng choked, and stepped out.

"boom!"

Xu Jianjun's face was full of ferocity, and the majestic devilish energy all over his body was vented out like a Milky Way pouring down.

The magic energy pulled out a moat in the starry sky, blocking the white wind, listening to the way of the two of Nan.

Bai Feng, who was blasted out, looked at Xu Jianjun sarcastically.

Xu Jianjun gritted his teeth, looked at the beautiful earth, and patted his chest hard.

"Step over my dead body."

Simple and clear, already holding the heart of death.

Bai Feng was stunned for a moment, then laughed out loud.

Bai Feng bowed his hands and saluted, no longer having that contempt: "Okay, there should be a will to die on the battlefield."

After Bai Feng finished speaking, he stepped out and his figure disappeared instantly, and when he reappeared, he was already in front of Xu Jianjun.

The icy cold wind howled violently, and a large number of cracks appeared in the blown void.

Bai Feng's hands were wrapped in the cold wind that could make a human figure stand apart, and he grabbed Xu Jianjun's neck straight.

Unexpectedly, Xu Jianjun would not avoid it, wrapping his hands around the condensed magic energy, and went straight to Baifeng's chest.

From the very beginning, it was this kind of life-threatening style of play, which shocked everyone so much that they didn't dare to watch it again.

"boom!"

The power of the two sides collided, and the black magic energy mixed with the strong wind.

At this moment, Zhuang took the initiative, his figure was like a ghost, pulling out countless phantoms in the void, and rushing towards Tingnan who was watching the battle.

The sword master followed the zombie master without any hesitation.

The three astronomical stars stood in front of Zhenyue and Qianfan, blocking them.

However, anyone can see that this is a battle with no chance of winning.

Death is just a matter of time.

...

The prison dragon was sitting on the holy mountain, playing with a long white dress.

A pair of beautiful high-heeled shoes are placed beside the long skirt.

Prison Dragon knew that Xiao Chen liked to watch these, and he was in good shape, so why didn't he wear it for him to see!

I don't know when, Prison Dragon began to take care of Xiao Chen's preferences.

Prison Dragon folded his skirt and looked up at the endless sky.

The energy of the explosion has been transmitted here through the large formation.

Prison Dragon sighed softly, she seldom sighed before, and always looked confident.

Prison Dragon got up and grabbed the black long knife beside him.

Raising his star-like eyes, looking at Xiao Chen who had settled down, Jail Dragon smiled softly, and said softly: "Do your own thing with peace of mind, I will hold on."

The wind rolled up the prison dragon's long ponytail, and the black battle armor shone brightly in the sun.

...

Blood dripped.

Xu Jianjun clutched his neck, his face pale.

A little half of his neck was grabbed, although the bleeding stopped, but the bright red flesh and blood was shocking.

Xu Jianjun has never been a person who likes to give up, but now he is a little desperate.

I fought with my life, but I didn't touch a single hair on the opposite side.

The zombie master and the sword master joined hands to block the well-mannered scholar.

But that seemingly harmless guy just opened his folding fan and blasted the two of them away.

Nothing could be more hopeless than the current situation.

Because working hard has become a luxury.