Feeling that the body has consumed one tenth of the golden God blood, Wang Yang eyes, anger fire, the more burning, the more exuberant.
"People who want to die always start with death.
Arrogance is the most direct expression of death. Today, you will understand this truth more deeply. "
Looking at the three ancestors of Murong, what kind of friendship between the Lord of Murong and the war, at this time, it''s all nonsense. If you don''t know good or bad, you''ll have to kill them.
"Don''t talk big about it. It''s not until you''ve beaten up who died."
The third ancestor of Murong also had a temper.
In any case, he is the best in the seventh step, and the strong one in the seventh step, even if he is a dozen or two, he can guarantee his own invincibility.
But what''s going on now?
Just break through, it is to be able to compete with oneself?
I don''t believe it today.
"No, this son of a bitch, his strength has been improved too fast. Now he has just broken through and his strength has been improved. Later, there will surely be a thunder Kingdom coming.
His strength may be improved after he has been made good by nature.
Maybe he won''t die this time
Although angry, but, Murong three Zu is still clear, the brain has not been broken, more not hit silly.
He knows clearly that his greatest advantage at present is that his realm is higher than that of him, his accomplishments are higher than his, and he is the most fearless in protracted war.
The most important thing is that the strength will be improved. Later, there will be thunder heaven.
Thunder world sky, whether can come out, but not he said.
Just breaking through, Zhenyuan in his body quickly transformed into mana, and his mana became colorful. There was a colorful sword spirit dragon in his body. The endless magic power was transformed by the colorful sword spirit dragon, and there was no one left in ten. Then, Wang Yang quickly ran around and fought against the three ancestors of Murong.
This time, it was very dangerous. If not, Wang Yang felt the variation of sword Qi. I''m afraid it would be more dangerous this time.
Biting his teeth, Wang Yang''s eyes flashed a trace of ruthlessness.
"I can''t afford to fight a protracted war.
In that case, then don''t blame me for being rude today. "
With a wave of Wang Yang''s hand, in the void, there are dozens of things arranged in order, all of which appear there.
The sacred fruit of ten thousand snakes is one of them.
To prove Tao and become king is to cultivate Dharma.
Before the sword spirit dragon, is one of them.
High and high
When a number of treasures appear, the sword Qi dragon can''t sit still and quickly appears from his body.
He opened his mouth and swallowed the sacred fruit of the snake.
From Wang Yang''s back, there are miracles of the dragon that meanders and leads to nowhere. Dao Yun, which belongs to the Dragon alone, flies out of the dragon''s vision and quickly merges into the sword like dragon.
Another few drops of chaotic dragon blood flew out of the ten kinds of treasures and quickly integrated into the sword spirit dragon.
In this way, Jianqi Jiaolong grows rapidly. In fact, it is only a foot long. In a blink of an eye, it is several meters long.
The most terrible thing is that from behind Wang Yang, there are purple suns rising. From the purple sun, there are many purple sun Daoyun flying out of the purple sun. With the hot breath, they quickly integrate into the sword dragon.
If we say, before, it was just a sword spirit dragon. It was only after a sword Qi was condensed to the extreme, it would have such a performance.
, now, this sword dragon is Wang Yang''s real martial arts law, integrating himself with Dao Jinghua.
"You..."
Pointing to Wang Yang, Murong third ancestor dare not have any action.
From that dragon Dharma, he clearly felt a great threat.
The cultivation of martial arts is to refine body, Qi and spirit.
However, if there is one aspect that can not be promoted to a high level.
It is an expression of the body refining that the body becomes holy.
Transformation is also a powerful expression of Qi refining. According to legend, living beings can be created and born.
Obviously, Wang Yang was very ambitious in this cultivation of Dharma Dharma. He even integrated the unique sword Qi dragon in his body into the Dharma Dharma Dharma Dharma Dharma Dharma Dharma Dharma Dharma Dharma Dharma Dharma Dharma Dharma Dharma Dharma Dharma Dharma Dharma Dharma Dharma Dharma Dharma.
As soon as it was formed, the Dharma phase was emitting colorful congenital light, which seemed to have explained how terrible it was.
"You..."
The Dragon swam around Wang Yang, but the three ancestors of Murong retreated.
He can feel that this time, the situation is obviously a big deal.
At least, the Dharma form in one''s own body is just emitting colorful immortal light, with immortality characteristics. If you want to cultivate into a real colorful congenital light, you have to enter the holy land to have a trace of possibility"Give me a hand!"
As soon as the Dharma Prime Minister succeeded in practice, Wang Yang resolutely slapped the third ancestor of Murong.
Wang Yang''s body did not move. However, Jiaolong''s method soared to the third ancestor of Murong.
"No
Murong third ancestor felt the thick dangerous breath, did not say a word, fled to one side.
However, it is obvious that the seven color congenital Dharma is not something he can escape from. Although it is a dragon''s claw, it also has the meaning of Hunyuan.
Bang
Murong''s face was ferocious and terrifying. However, under such a palm, he had no reaction ability at all, and then he was directly hit by one hand.
"Poof..."
"How can it be? I have already dodged. How can I get hit?"
The third ancestor of Murong almost didn''t go mad.
The guy in front of him doesn''t speak any reason at all. He has already dodged. How can he get hit again?
There was a constant roar. However, in the face of his question, no one answered.
The fact is, he''s been hit, and he''s vomiting blood and injured.
But, correspondingly, Wang Yang''s face turned white.
That move just now, at least two-thirds of your mana is taken away.
In other words, it is just a move, one''s own Dharma, and only one move''s power.
"Ha ha!"
Although not willing to accept such a fact, but, he has been injured, but when he saw Wang Yang''s face, is already pale, he was happy again.
"Ha ha, what about the colorful congenital Dharma? You only have one move. I''m defeated. But how can you resist the next thunderbolt? "
The third ancestor of Murong was very happy. Although it was very likely that he would die at the next moment, he felt that he was happy enough as long as he saw Wang Yang''s bad luck.
"Well, you don''t know if I''m going to have bad luck, but you''re going to die next."
Said, Wang Yang behind the purple sun hand.
This is a vision of Ziyang.
Murong is burning in the palm of his body.
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