In the electric light, the two fell almost at the same time on the altar at the same time.

The altar is very large. The two standing on it seemed very small.

"It seems to be able to play one."

The white -haired knife was unsmiling, looked up, and said softly.

"Otherwise?"

Lin Yun brows lightly, without fear.

After all, how could he let him make the treasures on the altar, how could it be!

The white -haired knife was not pulling the knife, and the electric light flickered on his body.

Dapeng's wings, hate the sky too low!

The so -called Dapeng rose in the same wind a day, and Fu Shao went straight to the nine heaven, only hate the world's not enough flying. While the white -haired knife guest killed, there was a huge godbird behind him.

The majestic power, surging between this world.

In the eyes of Lin Yun, the strange flashes flashed, and the Holy Spirit was actually Kunpeng.

Jinwu Yantian, silver phoenix.

Sun and Moon God Boxing, Tiandi Together!

Too good thoughts, Lin Yun sacrificed the sun and moon god fist, and there was Jinwu and Yinhuang out of the body. He reached out and grabbed it, holding the scroll -like world in the palm of the palm, and greeted him up.

Alas!

The two fists made a lot of loud noise, above the altar, fiercely confronted.

The Holy Spirit in each other, at the same time, is miscellaneous between the world, and the various lights are constantly released.

Well!

When the vision dissipated, the two stepped back a few steps, and the eyes flashed in the eyes.

Lin Yunshen is dignified, and it feels that the strength of the other person is not weaker than the super denomination. It is a very rare enemy.

Surlock!

Only for a moment, the two fought together again, each fighting with the flesh.

The altar was suddenly groaned, and the wind thunder whistled, and hundreds of tricks played in the blink of an eye. Each punch was bombarded, like the two dragons were hit. There was an extremely terrible fluctuation on this altar.

When the two opened their bodies again, they still failed to separate the victory.

Lin Yun's body is blooming. What is this guy? The body is so powerful.

After being promoted to the Canglong Eucharist, Lin Yun has never met a person who can compete with him in his peers.

The white -haired youth frowned slightly, stretched out his hand, and held his right hand on the handle quietly.

Well!

Suddenly, this person's momentum changed greatly, and the edge of his body became extremely sharp, and his sight was like the blade hole wearing the void.

Lin Yun's instantly cold hair, like a mang in his back, felt the extremely dangerous atmosphere.

The other party obviously did not pull the knife, but in his field of vision, he became blurred.

There are countless figures up out of thin air and derived into various knife trajectories. Each knife is difficult to resist, and each knife is unpredictable.

But when you look at it, the other party has not moved.

This is neither an illusion nor the real, but it is difficult to distinguish and cannot be figured out.

"Before I pull up the knife, you still have the opportunity to give up." The slightly indifferent voice of the white -haired knife passed over.

Lin Yun reached out and held the funeral flower flying out of the sword box, the corner of the mouth raised a smile, and groaned: "Before I pull the sword, you also have the opportunity to give up."

He is nervous, but he is also very excited.

If the white -haired young man feels like this, he can scare himself, it is too naive.
Chapter completed!