Unparalleled Emperor

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The purple scorpion stands in the void, carrying both hands, and there is a momentum in the scorpion that is unique to me. It is very powerful and sultry. The words of the singer also shocked the people around.

Zhang Ling is not a mortal now, but a generation of young supreme. The practice is very powerful, and no one can provoke it.

In some people's eyes, the cold color is plucked, and the purple sable is not the weak. He is also the young supreme of the Great Zhou Dynasty. This is still a bit long. This sable was rescued by Zhou Tian when he was young. Followed by Zhou Tian, ​​it is still a slave to Zhou Tian!

Receiving the young supreme as a slave, who has such great strength? Zhou Tian has such great strength, it is the famous first generation of the sanctuary!

Takuya's smiling eyes stared at Dao Ling, and there was no opening. He waited quietly for him to apologize to himself.

Although the practice of Zi Yan is a little inferior to Tianpeng, there is a first-generation supreme behind it. If Dao Ling dares to resist his will, I am afraid that it will encounter the strong suppression of Zhou Tian!

Dao Ling’s nephew glanced at the purple scorpion, and he lifted his footsteps and walked forward.

This scene, let the people around the petrochemical, this is soft? Someone sneered: "The rumors are not true. This Zhangling is also a person who eats soft and hard."

"Zhang Ling is not stupid. Offending the purple scorpion is equivalent to offending Zhou Tian. In this case, he is unlucky in the burial world."

The purple spine's spine is straight, and the eyes are staring at the Dao Ling. The eyes are plucked with a trace of satisfaction. He said: "Reading in your performance is not bad. Your Majesty is free. After all, you are also a generation of supreme, and the four emperors have been and three. The prince is right, I will not only punish you, but praise you!"

Zi Yan took the Dao Ling, and the words changed. "Only, you have to give the Bodhi to the Three Emperors, so that you can get rid of your sins. If you give Tuo Ling a low head, this thing will be fine, you can be satisfied. ?"

"Mom, is this guy going to the brain?" The red firebird was so hot.

"These people have been in the dynasty for a long time, and they have developed a bad habit, which is like a land emperor." Yin Yang ghost explored his head and laughed.

"Why don't you talk?" Zi Yan's brow wrinkled, staring at the way the tomb went to Tuo Ling, his face sank and shouted: "Fun, I don't understand if you said, let you first Bodhisattva apologizes to Tuo Ling, is it not my words?"

"Don't worry, come one by one." Dao Ling Trail went straight to Tuo Ling.

Zi Yan's face was a bit gloomy, and the look of Tuo Ling's bell was very happy. He waited for Dao Ling to come over and apologize to her, but it was a thunder blow.

Under the eyes of the petrified petitioner, the boy walked up, slaps on the bright cheeks of Tuo's bell, and directly flies her. The sharp nose of Qiong is split and spurts blood.

Tuo Ling was convulsed, and the people around him were also paralyzed. The purple scorpion was also smashed, and some did not respond. What is the situation?

In the atmosphere of the whole audience, Tuo's bell was on the ground, and the palm of his hand was swollen with swollen cheeks. After a moment of brain squatting, his face turned red and white, and he screamed like a ghost. "You are a beast, you are actually Dare to beat me, you are tired!"

Tuo Ling is almost insane. As the noble woman of the sanctuary, the jewel of the Tuoba family will marry the existence of the young supreme in the future, and it will be smoked in the public.

"What are you doing, I am afraid that you are dirty with my hand!" Dao Ling's nephew burst into a slap in the face, letting Tuo Ling bell chill, feeling a peerless beast to rush to violence against her.

Tuoba’s body was shivering, and there was still a look that could not be seen in the past. I didn’t even think that anyone in the sanctuary would dare to beat himself!

"A big dog gall!" Zi Yan was angry, full of hair dancing, full of purple, glaring and screaming, completely furious.

He rushed in, with a terrible anger to overthrow the world, his fists like a purple giant hammer smashed and let the sky rise.

This punch is powerful and unparalleled, squirting a glimpse of purple blood, and tearing open the sky. In the distance, a mountain is blown up, and it directly hits the head of Dao Ling.

"You are a dog slave, give me life!" Purple anger can not rest, even someone dares to disobey the majesty of the purple, sin can not be forgiven!

"Yes, Zi Yan is killing him, I want him to die!" Tuo Ling Bell is like a savior, screaming.

Snapped!

A golden palm was pulled again, and the slap was a little heavy. A series of loud noises were struck, and the half of the face of the top bell was sunken and the teeth were broken.

Some people are chilling, afraid to die, this is the jewel of the sage family, who dares to humiliate her?

"It's time for you now." Dao Ling's scorpion fell on the purple scorpion, his palms pressed against the sky, and the undulations of the eruption were like the top of the mountain, letting the place sway.

With a bang, this mountain has a thundering sound, deafening, can wear gold cracked stone, the movement is too big, some people are tumbling with the blood of the earthquake, the heart is fierce.

This is the fist-to-bang together, bursting out a very loud sound, the voids are cracking open, traversing the clouds, spreading for several miles.

"A bit of strength is arrogant. Today, let you see what you see is young supreme. If you break away, you will dare to disrespect me here!"

The purple scorpion bombs, the whole body swells, and its blood gas is more vigorous, like a purple big stove burning, fists attacked and blasted to his chest.

"It’s up to you now, you will roll it down for me!"

The tomb came forward, full of hair flying, long clothing hunting, his palms lifted up, this palm seems to open the sky, let the mountains are shaking, turn up, seems to pick up a god.

The palm of Dao'an's hand broke out, and Jinxia was glaring. As the fist of the purple scorpion became closer and closer, the palm of Dao Ling became more and more horrible. This palm was over a thousand feet, and the pressure was like a mountain.

clang!

The cicada's fist shook violently, and Mars was shot by the palm of the Tao, but his fist was humming, and his body was unstable by a very horrible brute force, and a cockroach fell down. .

"Hey!" Someone sucked in the cool air, and everyone around them was shocked. The purple scorpion was even out of the Taoist!

The practice that did not dare to be purple was still terrible. He had never been planted on the ground. His feet jerked and rushed to the sky, releasing a raging breath and rushing into the sky.

The purple sorrow is very angry. At this moment, he has turned into a half-shaped dragon, and his breath is even more fierce. He lifted his dragon claws and said: "Take me a blow!"

Obviously, Xiaolong is not convinced. It feels that it was not the real combat power. Now it has manifested the dragon's body, and it has to stop the Tao.

"Hey, you little dragon!"

There was a hint of cold mans in the throat of Dao Ling, and his palms pinched his fists and broke out in a flash!

sensation!

The fists were smashed down, the fists were raging, the madness was scary, and the fists of the wind rushed down. Everything was like a wind knife stunned and straightforward.

"Give me a little farther away!" Dao Ling drank, unstoppable, smashed up and smashed the dragon claws together.

The smashing of the sky and the squeaking of the earth and the earth, the golden fist of the dynasty is unstoppable, and it is invincible and smothered on the claws of the dragon, and its claws are directly broken apart~www.wuxiaspot.com~! "Purple scorpion, twisted and twisted, feeling trembling, feeling that the whole claw must be blasted, and it is painful to live.

"Give me the honesty to stay below!" Dao Ling's soles lifted up and went straight to the head of Xiaolong.

His breath is even more fierce. It seems that he wants to surrender a true dragon. He is unstoppable, such as a **** under the bounds, and the world.

The purple sorrow is furious and shakes the mountains and rivers. A purple dragon is instantly standing in the air, and it is arrogant and swearing: "The real dragon is at the end!"

The sable is terrible, and you get a real dragon secret. This swaying tail can be described as shaking the ground and breaking the sky. There is a kind of horrible fluctuations in the ups and downs.

The Taoling chills, it seems that a **** is erupting, and his feet are turned into true gold. At this moment, the pressure is like a mountain, like a big star smashing down, letting it sink.

The dragons and tails were twisted and trampled, and the sigh of breath went through, causing the purple scorpion to tremble, and suddenly fell down and cut off a large piece of soil.