Imperial God Emperor: 1045, Blood-stained Licorice Gourds

The grey bronze temple is full of Death Qi, as if it is from the place of death, and the layers of gray ripples have eliminated the destiny Aura on Xiaofei Quasi-Emperor, and then quickly approached, constantly The swelling of the ground became large, and in the blink of an eye there were millions of miles and kilometers, suspended in the void, and suppressed from the top of Xiaofei Quasi-Emperor.

This temple is so weird that it resolves the destiny Aura.

"That's ... it actually appeared?" The million-year-old British soul took a breath of air, and there was a dread in his eyes.

Ye Qingyu asked, "What is it? Is this gray bronze temple terrible?"

"Forbidden things passed down from Far Ancient era, they all appeared in the era of the three emperors and five emperors, and caused great killings ..." A million years of heroic spirit solemnly said: "In the past, every time it appeared, it must There will be major events. It is said that the fall of Martial Dao Emperor was related to this gray bronze temple. "

"What?" Ye Qingyu just felt a Cold Qi covering the whole body.

Related to the fall of Martial Dao Emperor?

Can the Grey Bronze Temple suppress Martial Dao Emperor?

This is incredible.

If so, isn't Xiaofei Quasi-Emperor dangerous?

Ye Qingyu's heart suddenly raised again.

"Want to suppress me?" Xiaofei Quasi-Emperor laughed out loudly: "Did not I have understood your secrets for four thousand years?" He shot, punched into the grey bronze temple, and carried the fate The boxing rune contains the atmosphere of chaos. There is a ground-breaking failure. The magnificent deity woven by the various rune chains is turbulent like a Ocean.

Boom!

The terrible Aura surge.

The deafening sound wave permeates into the void of the universe.

The Grey Bronze Temple shook, and was blown out hundreds of thousands of miles by this punch.

Ye Qingyu and others cheered.

But soon the cheer will end abruptly.

Because the gray bronze temple is intact, the ancient vicissitudes of the copper wall covered with sword holes, the lingering light ripples flow, like a vortex, emitting an endless gray and solitude Death Qi, rotating slowly like a large grinding disc , Fell again, and suppressed down towards the head of Xiaofei Quasi-Emperor, more terrible than before.

Sure enough, things are not so simple.

Ye Qingyu's heart is hanging up again.

What kind of power is it to prevent Human Race from starting a big Martial Dao Emperor again?

Xiaofei Quasi-Emperor spoke before and mentioned the word ‘you’. In other words, was n’t it the only bronze temple that spied on all this?

Boom!

The violent Dao Sound shock sounded again.

Xiaofei Quasi-Emperor punched again, containing more terrible power, constantly bombarding the grey bronze temple.

Gray bronze temples are repeatedly bombarded and flew upwards, and even the beaten crookedly seems to fall, but each time it will adjust the rhythm quickly, slowly rotating and pressing down like a grinding disc, slowly and again Resolute, contains the power of terror, as if to destroy Xiaofei Quasi-Emperor inch by inch.

"Impossible ... This bronze hall represents death and destruction. No creature can resist his willpower." Million years of soul sighing: "In the past, several of the three emperors and five emperors existence, all had I tried to fight it, but I did n’t do anything. To this day, it is still existence. Li Xiaofei does not have to become Emperor. How can I fight it? "

Ye Qingyu heard this, her heart was tight.

The three emperors and the five emperors have never sought to destroy the existence?

What kind of terrible existence lives in this gray bronze temple?

Boom boom boom!

The roar of Dao Sound resounded through this dark and cosmic starry sky.

Xiaofei Quasi-Emperor at this time is the true style of the first expert in the world. Every blow will shake Heaven and Earth, as if the world is resonating with his punches. His body clone is hundreds of meters high. For thousands of miles, like the original giant of Tai Chu, it caused the chaos storm around him and the power of thunder and lightning to slam the gray bronze temple.

Dang!

Dang!

The sound of Dao Sound, which sounds like iron, is roaring.

The fluctuations on the gray bronze temple are becoming more and more obvious, and the temple body also shakes violently. The gray Death Qi light mist has a tendency to collapse.

Ye Qingyu's heart surged a little expectation.

"Using the power of destiny and the emperor to fight against the bronze bronze temple, have an idea ..." Million-year-old British soul eyes brightened, but then shook his head: "It's still too simple to think, if this big thing If it is so easy to defeat, wouldn't it have been eliminated by Martial Dao Emperor long ago. "

He still doesn't like Xiaofei Quasi-Emperor.

Sure enough, with the passage of time, the grey bronze temple is getting more and more scary. The far-off gray Death Qi is diffused, and the temple body is constantly expanding, huge to an incredible extent. The body clone of Xiaofei Quasi-Emperor is millions of kilometers , But under this temple is like a small stone under the rock ...

Boom!

Dao Sound roars.

Xiaofei Quasi-Emperor was shocked.

"I'm here to help you." The old man Quasi-Emperor shouted, blooming with all kinds of light, and his figure will expand again. recovery peak body clone will help Xiaofei Quasi-Emperor fight the mysterious gray bronze temple together.

"No." Xiaofei Quasi-Emperor shouted, "Brother Lu, don't forget our agreement, Human Race must not be guarded without Quasi-Emperor."

The elderly Quasi-Emperor is stiff.

He obviously remembered something. Although he wanted to make a shot and wanted to help his old friend, but he didn't make a shot in the end. The old man's eyes were filled with grief and unwillingness, and he roared: "Heaven doesn't bless me Human Race ... I How many generations of blood bleed, when will the blood of Yingjie shed ... "

Quasi-Emperor screams.

sadness flows into the void of the universe, which makes people cry.

"Grandpa ..." Lu Wei hugged the old man tightly. For the first time in his life, the juvenile felt that his grandpa was so weak and helpless. This made the juvenile's heart lifted up fiercely. Can't wait to tear up the gray bronze temple filled with the death-chilling Aura in the distance, but he knows that he is too far away.

Lu Wei's eyes could not help looking at Ye Qingyu.

I don't know why, he always feels that there must be a way for this teenager-although this feeling is actually ridiculous.

At this time, Xiaofei Quasi-Emperor is gradually falling.

The huge and terrible gray bronze temple spins and falls, bending the waist of Xiaofei Quasi-Emperor body clone.

Xiaofei Quasi-Emperor at this time supported the gray bronze temple with a huge body, just like the giant who supported the sky with the body after the sky dome collapsed in ancient legend. He roared, holding the gray bronze with his hands. The base of the temple, body clone surging endless magnificent deity, want to lift this gray bronze temple out.

But the gray bronze temple was slowly pressed down and slowly rotated, like a grinding disc, the body clone palm of Xiaofei Quasi-Emperor was worn out, the flesh was ground, the bones were ground, and the blood was stained with the gray copper-colored cold metal base Flowing down the arms of Li Xiaofei, it seems that it is necessary to grind body clone of Li Xiaofei into loquat powder inch by inch.

Blood flowing and burning.

"Ahhhhh ..." Li Xiaofei roared.

His body clone pair of arms were half-sharpened in a blink of an eye, and the elbows and above were all ground into flesh and blood.

He can't resist it.

After all, the Bronze Temple is a fierce creature related to the fall of Martial Dao Emperor.

Ye Qingyu's eyes are red.

It's hateful.

Why is this so?

At this time, unexpected changes occurred, and suddenly a very weak sound/noise sounded intermittently.

"Our ancestors ... gourds ... gourds are here!"

A very weak and familiar sound/noise came from a distant void.

Ye Qingyu was shocked.

He turned to look.

But in the distant void, a broken tortoise shell is covered with cracks, as if it would crack at any time, giving out a faint cyan light. The next fat figure, already, is blurred in flesh and blood, as if It ’s like a pool of rotten meat, slowly creeping, extremely difficult, one inch by one towards the battlefield, crawling over the place, leaving a long blood mark, shocking ...

Li Shengyan? !!

"Fat, you ..."

Ye Qingyu is Flashed. For the first time, it will open the glory of Cloud top cauldron and protect the fat.

At this time, the fat man seems to have experienced thousands of swords. His flesh is fuzzy, and there is no complete piece of meat on the whole body, which is almost immature.

His spirit is also in a state of almost exhaustion. His eyes are unconscious, but he keeps crawling forward and crawling forward. already is nothing outside his heart. Among the **** hands, he holds a licorice gourd and looks forward. Hand it out, the mouth just repeats over and over again: "Old ancestor ... gourd ... gourd is here ... gourd ..."

Ye Qingyu The eyes became red immediately after a moment of stun.

This fat guy.

He immediately understood what was going on.

This fat guy with insufficient strength didn't choose to stop at Tiantianfeng like Wu Yanzi, Zhang Wudao, etc. to participate in the promotion. Instead, he faced terrible pressure. Crawling a little bit, moving, both physical and mental, are under tremendous pressure. already is tending to collapse, but it is held up in one breath, relying on the power of spirit, actually came here ...

Ye Qingyu set off a stormy sea.

At most, even a fat man is a half step Great Saint. There is no other expert to protect him. How much pressure will he bear when he comes along?

When ordinary Great Saint arrives here, I am afraid it will turn into dust and fly ash.

How did he insist on this fat man?

The tortoise shell that protected him was almost worn away by already. The moment Ye Qingyu guarded Li Shengyan, snap sounded, and it turned into powder dust and dissipated.

Li Shengyan, already at this time is blurred.

He can't recognize Ye Qingyu, he can't recognize everyone else, but just squirms, squirms, and keeps moving forward.

He's bleeding all over, with bones and bones, every time he moves, he will bleed, and he will lose the meat, even bones. His blood is holding a licorice gourd, his eyes are Xiaofei Quasi-Emperor, his body is flowing. The blood of his affection made him instinctively crawl towards Xiaofei Quasi-Emperor, and a sound/noise was faintly issued in his throat: "Our ancestor ... gourd ..."

He's sending licorice gourd for Xiaofei Quasi-Emperor.

This calabash is the last detail of the Li family in Ming Dynasty.

Although it is broken, it has great power.

In the past, this gourd was given to the fat man by Xiaofei Quasi-Emperor. I hope to protect him at a critical moment. After all, Xiaofei Quasi-Emperor is invincible, but there are countless enemies, so he gave the gourd to the fat man's body. At this critical moment, the fat man is worried about his ancestors. So at all costs, come here and want to give the gourd to Xiaofei Quasi-Emperor to meet the enemy!

Small licorice gourd, soaked with the fat's blood-

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