Invincibility Starts with Full Attributes

Everyone was startled when they heard the sound of 桀桀桀,桀桀桀.

"No, that weirdo didn't die!"

"It's worthy of being a strong man in the deification period, and his head is bursting and he is still not dead?"

"How is this possible, is it possible for the powerful god-like person to grow a second head out of thin air?"

The violent air waves in mid-air covered the sky, and a black mist exudes a creepy breath. Even Yang Zhen's figure is almost unclear, not to mention the black dead.

The blue scales and other tribes looked at the black air wave in midair with horror, and they looked dumbfounded.

Especially Blue Scale himself, exclaimed, said with horror: "Impossible, this is not possible, then the human monk was just training during the robbery period. Sword smashing the heads of the black dead strong?"

"Where is the chopping!" Hongqiu murmured dullly: "That's just smashing, chopping, the brain is coming out."

Among the crowd, Bai Xian's eyes looked at Yang Zhen's fuzzy figure in midair, and whispered, "This human teenager is so arrogant?"

Qinglin's face sank, and she gave Yang Zhen a deep look, with a jealous look in her eyes, not knowing what she was thinking.

The sound of 桀桀桀 eventually turned into a roar: "Boy, you are dead!"

Yang Zhen looked dumbfounded at something floating in the dark mist and turned to say to the elders: "Damn, what's going on?"

Qian Qian's face sank, and said quickly: "Yang Xiaoyou, be careful, the powerful person in the metamorphosis period can revitalize the soul, just kill the flesh, it cannot be completely killed!"

Hearing this, everyone was taken aback.

"What? The primordial spirit is out of the way, does that mean that the powerful gods can survive with the primordial spirit?"

"It is indeed true. I heard below that once the cultivation reaches the stage of transformation, it will become a kind of alternative existence between heaven and earth, and the flesh can survive."

"Then... isn't that invincible?"

"How could it be invincible, just stronger?"

"It's over, Yang Zhen is nothing more than a cultivation practice during the robbery period, where is there anything that can hurt Yuanshen!"

Qian Lao and Lu Qi lifted their gloomy faces, and they looked at each other and sighed, "Yang Xiaoyou, Yuanshen is extremely powerful, and the sword is difficult to hurt. You... you should leave here quickly!"

"Want to go?" The black dead clan laughed loudly, and the whole body burst with a burst of black fog, a violent spirit power surged in all directions, and a scream of anger came: "I just want to go at this time, already late!"

Buzz--!

Between the roar of heaven and earth, everyone's face was wild, and even a lot of monks who were low-level spit blood together, their faces were horrified and terrified.

"What a powerful spirit power, this is just a tide of spirits, so terrifying, Yang Zhen he... can you persevere?"

"Now we can only look forward to the miracle!"

Hua Youyue and Han Yan'er looked at each other, and Han Yan'er had a buzzing sound from the paladin's shadow, and said, "Now, you have no reason to stop me!"

Hearing this, Hua Youyue was shocked and slowly looked up into the air. Moon Shadow Long Sword overflowed with cold light and nodded and said, "I will go with you."

Qianlao and Lu Qiju hurriedly stopped in front of the second female, and said with consolation: "The two don't want to be impulsive. You rush up like this, not only can't help you, but will become Yang Xiaoyou's burden."

The two goddesses froze, asking in unison: "Why?"

Qian Lao looked weird, looked up at Yang Zhen, and said with a wry smile: "The two pay attention to look at Yang Xiaoyou's expression."

Yang really expression?

Hearing the words of the elders, everyone around him looked subconsciously towards Yang Zhen's face, and he suddenly looked dumbfounded.

"This... what is he doing?"

"It seems to be communicating with someone?"

"Someone? There is only Yang Zhen there. Who is he communicating with? Is it impossible to succeed with the weird strong man?"

"Naturally, it wouldn't be the strong man, but Yang Zhen is also really daring, and even in this case, he still turned a blind eye to the strong man."

Hua Youyue and Han Yan'er looked at each other and said in unison: "The Great Missing Sword!"

Who can Yang Zhen talk to now?

Apart from the big lack of swords, there are no creatures at all beside him, of course, except for the primordial **** of the Black Dead clan.

Suddenly, Yang Zhen scolded: "Damn, no, you can't eat it. Can you eat this?"

"The prodigal stuff, Ben Sao Sheng still can't control you, right, eat it, eat it, eat your stomach, don't come to Ben Sao Sheng, Ben Sao Sheng has no medicine."

"Dig grass, do you really want to eat?"

...

As Yang Zhen's voice fell to the ground, a roar came from the buzz. On the sword, a violent wave suddenly erupted, swept the world in a blink of an eye, and even the black light erupted from the powerful black dead man was enveloped. .

"Then... what is that?"

On the ground, everyone looked at the air with a dull face, and their expressions changed, and they all exclaimed.

Roar--!

A screaming roar came from the earth, and in the dark light, a huge shadow that covered the sky was flashing, the fierce light was magnificent, and the eyes were blood red and grim.

Yang Zhen looked at the almost unfamiliar evil shadow black man in front of his face, muttering to himself: "Damn, this is the deity of evil shadow black man? Sure enough to hang!"

The dark shadows of evil shadows are covered with black scales, and there is a terrifying breath of palpitation between them, as if whoever glared at them, who would be pregnant, had a terrifying look.

It's just that the evil shadow blackhead at this time seems to be real, but it is not the real body. In other words, it... is also a primordial spirit!

Howl--!

Screaming, bursting into shock.

Everyone was taken aback. Who would have thought that there was such a terrifying and huge Yuanshen around Yang Zhen?

And it is still evil shadow!

"No, evil shadow black, this... how is this possible, how can this thing exist in this world!"

A scream came, and a black shadow suddenly rushed out of the black mist, blasting away towards the distance, it was the primordial spirit of the powerful black dead.

Everyone looked at the face of the embarrassed looking at the undead black dead strong Yuan Yuanshen, and even many people began to feel that this black dead strong was a little pitiful.

Gee, it's so scary, I don't hit it!

Poor, just released from the seal, the strength has not yet recovered to the best state, just killed two mahayana strongs, and encountered Yang Zhen this evil.

Yang Zhen's methods are endless, and there are still many exercises and martial arts that are restrained by the black dead clan. Even the Yuanshen after exploding the flesh is stared at by an evil shadow black star.

This... this is really the blood mold of eight years.

"No, it's impossible..."

The Black Dead Race strongman turned and ran back, even if it was the Yuanshen, everyone could see the look of coercion from his face.

At this time, the evil shadow black man moved, and in a leap, just like a cat scratching a mouse, he threw the black dead clan strong.

A loud deafening roar rang in the ears of the Black Dead Clan Powerhouse. The shock of the Black Dead Clan Powerhouse Yuanshen became erratic and almost shattered directly.

Everyone is frightened, shit, this evil shadow is so horrible, even if it becomes a Yuanshen, it is so powerful?

Among the crowd~www.readwn.com~ The cheap cat laughed and said to the chicken next to him: "Damn, you said this black guy is stupid, he dare to show off his mind in front of the big lack of virtue, this is not to come to the door Do you serve snacks?"

"Poor!" Sao Ji nodded solemnly.

Quack!

There was another crisp sound, as if biting on a bone, Yang Zhen looked at the evil shadow black face with a blank face. No matter what bite, this lack of virtue seems to be able to bite a crunchy voice.

And this **** is really eating!

"No, ah, don't..." The black dead clan wailed like a little daughter-in-law who was pressed on the ground by a group of big men in the cornfield, watching him bite swallowed by the evil shadow scorpion, hysterical roar : "Dead, let's die, if you want the deity to die, you must die!"

boom!

Without warning, the black hole in the place where the altar is located burst with a loud bang.

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