This guy is not physically, not soul…

Resentment!

Xiaofeng's pupils shrank, and a powerful resentment that was enough to destroy the world brought Luo Tu to life!

Facing the ten thousand-year-old spirit god, holding the spear's hand, trembling slightly.

Xiaofeng clenched his fists suddenly and forced himself to suppress the fear in his heart.

He can't be afraid!

The Regent and Yaojing Xingjun are the leader of the clan and temporarily leave the clan. As a general, he will never allow the enemy to step into the Golden Winged Big Phang clan!

"It seems that you remember my name."

Luoda Ghost Emperor made a desolate and dull sound.

The entire sea of ​​thousands of clouds was shocked with the demonic laughter!

Luo Tu dared to come alone because of his extreme arrogance and confidence as the Emperor of the Shura clan.

His power is enough to destroy the current Dapeng clan!

Xiaofeng's eyes were cold and he shouted deeply. The spear moved in response to the sound, turning into a thousand strong winds, rushing towards the dark emperor.

"Fifteen thousand years have passed, are there no Spirit Saint in your Golden-winged Great Phang clan? Use the Spirit Emperor to fool me, and I don't know how to live or die!"

Luoda Ghost Emperor's cold eyes were full of contempt.

The tiger's body shook, and the vast spiritual power burst out, and the extremely evil pressure spread over the sky and rolled in!

A sharp black light roared away, shaking the wind and clouds.

Xiaofeng's body was penetrated on the spot!

The huge impact force made him retreat wildly, and with a loud bang, he was nailed to the stone pillar of the North Sky Gate!

A spiritual emperor fell on the spot!

The bloody and bloody state is terrible! It is terrifying!

This is the power of the Great Perfection of the Demigod...

Infinitely close to God!

The Luoda Ghost Emperor swung his cloak, and the violent aura swept across the world. The army that came with the roaring wind was as if it was hit by a flood, and the falling flowers and flowing water were not enough to describe it.

The Spirit Emperor is still vulnerable. These warriors have no ability to compete with the Luoda Ghost Emperor!

Only... people are the slaughter and I am the fish!

In just a few breaths, the majestic North Sky Gate has become a broken wall!

The Luoda Ghost Emperor continued to move forward, with evil spirits and demons lit up everywhere, and the sea of ​​clouds was shaking!

He stepped on the corpse of the Golden-winged Dapeng warrior, and walked slowly forward. The smile at the corner of his mouth formed a sharp contrast with the bloody river under his feet.

He stepped across the North Heaven Gate, across the Fengyun Road, across the Spirit Sacrifice Altar, and came to the Supreme Imperial Palace!

The towering palace is the highest place for the power of the Golden-winged Great Phang clan!

The army rushed from all directions like a tide.

The Luoda Ghost Emperor just raised his hand and the soldiers fell down in large numbers.

Under the demigod, everything is like ant!

Seventy thousand years ago, since the death of the ancient god Yaoling, there have been no more gods in the world.

The Spirit Saint has stood at the top of martial arts.

And he, the Shura Emperor who was resurrected by millions of resentment, could not reach his heyday, be a truly invincible existence in this world!

It is not a legend to destroy a transcendent clan!

On the endless land of thousands of clouds, beacons are everywhere, and the sky is covered with blood and fear.

At this moment, nine figures flew out from the imperial palace.

They were hanging high in the sky, each holding weapons, and the supreme aura was filled with scent.

The vast pressure fell from the sky.

Semi-Saint!

Nine semi-saint strong men!

All of them are immortals who protect the Golden-winged Dapeng clan.

The leader had white hair and hair and cold eyebrows. He held the Red Blood Holy Stick in his hand and shouted coldly: "Demon Luo Tu, you have actually been resurrected! What a powerful resentment!"

Two dynasties, Jiang Yazi!

"Semi-saint, is your strongest combat power? Such a weak race still exists, which is incredible!

Luoda Ghost Emperor showed disappointment on his face.

A mere semi-saint is not enough to see anything!

He decided to use the destruction of the Golden-winged Roc tribe to welcome the glory of his resurrection.

Jiang Yazi was furious and immediately the Red Blood Holy Stick was on the ground. With a bang, the universe shook!

The holy stick hit a phantom that covered the sky and the sun.

The energy is emitted.

The Luoda Ghost Emperor had his eyes despised, his sleeves raised, and a green horse with great horror and horror shot.

Shura strike!

The Supreme Stick Shadow was broken in one fell swoop and hit Jiang Yazi's body!

Seeing this, the eight people had their fortunes.

The game practice exploded, and the energy twitched the world! Nine semi-saints vomited blood!

One move...

The nine most saintly powerful men couldn't resist even a single move!

Xiao Feng, who was in the Spirit Emperor's realm, was killed by one move. In comparison, they were quite lucky!

This is the power of the spirit gods tens of thousands of years ago!

Jiang Yazi and his group were shocked.

Facing the mighty Luoda Ghost Emperor, even if the Regent Po Qianfeng comes, it will be useless!

The Golden-winged Great Phang clan is indeed in critical survival!

Before the rulers of the clan arrived, they must guard the last pass.

If the imperial palace is destroyed and the power center collapses, their entire race will be destroyed!

Nine semi-saints sacrificed a shocking formation.

The last unique skill of the Dapeng clan was the formation that the ten spirit gods smashed the body and soul of the Luoda Ghost Emperor!
Chapter completed!