It is equal to the strong in the same environment. Who can resolve this great advantage that the three emperors surround and kill one person now?
Hey!
A wave of blood rushed and caused the feather emperor war spear to take a stream of blood out of Shi Hao’s abdomen and cut it open.
The law of quasi-immortal emperor level war
Shi Hao’s wound was difficult to heal at the moment and was filled with the law of feather emperor. During the war, the intestines were almost flowing out
At this moment, Shi Haoju looked up at the sky, and there was still a sense of eternal war in his eyes. He would not give in or give up, and even if he shed his last drop of blood, he vowed to die in a bloody battle!
But in addition, it is somewhat lonely and desolate after all.
No one can help him in this life.
Along the way, he was brilliant and looked down at the sky.
But today will end in such an unwilling ending.
All the people in the world can help him, but no one can fight side by side. He came across the sea alone, but he encountered such a crisis.
Those friends, those relatives, those people he deeply loved, he had to let go …
"Flying feathers!"
Suddenly, a sound came from a very far distance, but it made the vast drama tremble.
A divine feather is crushed and grows, and the sea water at the boundary where the sun and the moon shake together automatically divides into two sides, as if it were split by an ancient fairy sword, revealing the mystery of the sea floor. The sea water on both sides of the sea floor rolls up like a cliff, and its height is as high as 100 million feet, like the abyss of burial!
"Do you dare to show off in front of us?"
In the face of such an arrow, Emperor Cangdi was cold-faced and disdainful. He didn’t feel that the quasi-immortal emperor should have the flavor of avenue from this arrow, so the root wouldn’t put it in his eyes, except that even the immortal king was an ant to him!
Emperor Cang took the initiative to flick his fingers like dust to block the giant arrow of God’s feather from spinning wildly at his fingertips, giving off a terrible edge. When he tickles himself, he doesn’t even bother to flick a finger again, which will completely collapse.
"Master!"
Qin Changfeng fiend shuttled from the flight feather arrow out of the channel, and Shi Hao’s eyes shone brightly and excited, and the whistling waves rolled and shattered the ages
"I haven’t seen you for tens of thousands of years." Qin Changfeng nodded and smiled.
"The apprentice is just a little better than the master’s abundance and elegance." Shi Hao flatters and knows what his master likes to listen to best.
"Oh?" Qin Changfeng was surprised, "How do you say the word" Fengshen Junyi "?
Shi Hao stood in awe. "Master Jiutian Ghost has the highest talent and the most outstanding beauty!"
Qin Changfeng laughed. "It’s very comforting for you to teach me!"
"It’s rare for us to live as ashamed and skinless as you."
Obviously, I feel extremely sick about the narcissistic boasting of the three quasi-emperors, which is worse than eating shit.
Qin Changfeng chuckled, "You’re not the first one to say that and you’re by no means the last one."
"Pavilion even allowed the imperial city not to dare to intervene in our fighting courage is not inferior to the face" Hong Di sneer at.
At the same time, Emperor Cang measured yin. "Congratulations on another burial!"
"It’s not that I talk big and talk dirty. You three add up and I think it’s too bullying to shut you up."
Qin Changfeng’s face disdained the three men’s fighting capacity in the mouth gun, which really didn’t even make him interested in World War I.
Being so disrespectful, Emperor Cang cried his anger, but just when he wanted to attack, he felt a strong sense of murder coming.
When he was in doubt, he was able to follow his perception and trace the source, but suddenly he felt a strange pain at his fingertips. When he bowed his head, his eyes died and he was unbelievable.
The arrow at the fingertip, which had been blocked by him, suddenly collapsed to reveal the inside. The arrow was less than a foot long and didn’t give off any sharp breath, but it directly broke through all his defenses and sank into his fingers like water lines.
Chapter seven hundred and fifty-one Fighting feather emperor fairy operator! !
"This …"
Emperor Cang’s look changed suddenly. He watched the palm of his hand change towards a strange flattening from that finger. It was as if … limited terrorist pressure exerted force from both sides to directly crush his palm into pieces of paper!
From the end, there was no blood, no bones and broken flesh, and he didn’t feel pain.
But the original power in his palm has disappeared, or rather, the power has not disappeared, but has been sealed and returned to other places!
What is even more frightening is that this process continues, and the mysterious flattening continues to spread from the palm to the arm.
"This is … virtual power?"
"We have already mastered the law. Has there been such a change?"
Three quasi-imperial city was horrified by this virtual force, and they heard and asked about this situation.