Martial God Space

Looking at Ye Xiwen's mood is unusually complex, Ye Xiwen is like a sports car, riding a dust, they can not catch up in the back no matter how chasing.

Every time Ye Xiwen disappeared for a while, it will appear again, and there will be rapid progress. Although this time, Ye Xiwen does not make any progress, but the feeling for them is even more terrible, and even more unfathomable.

In the three years of inheritance, all the people have made great progress, especially the ten people who have been passed down, and they are even more eager to take off.

These people are the kings of the sacred masters, the so-called holy kings, each one is enough to sweep a large number of sacred masters.

After these people came out, many sacred masters began to fly outside the Hongqi collar. With the end of the inheritance of the Hongqi Building, the Hongqi collar had to enter a closed state, blocked by poisonous fog, waiting for the next opening.

At this time, it was originally suppressed. It is still a calm beast to enter the runaway period. No one wants to stay here for another hundred years, and these fierce beasts are killed for one hundred years.

"Oh!" Mo, a cold, like a thunder, rolling down, a arrogant Yuanshen instantly swept down from the sky, swept away from the crowd, and soon locked in Ye Xiwen On the body.

"Great Saint!"

Everyone is shocked. These sacred masters have a very high status among the various stars. They can be kings on one side, but that is only under the premise of not meeting the great holy, one hundred The greatness of the Holy Land is not a big sacred, this is the difference between quality and quantity.

So even the most arrogant group of them. It will also try to avoid offending the great saints, and generally try to hide far away.

What a big sanctuary means outside, everyone's face is a pale, not the case that the Great Saint was outside to contain and smash the spoils of these people.

Although the number is not many, it does not mean that it has not been.

But soon they found out that a tyrannical mind. Just sweeping around them, they locked in Ye Xiwen's body.

Everyone understands that this great saint is directed at Ye Xiwen. While being relieved, I was also a little curious. How could Ye Xiwen provoke a great sacred sacred deity to visit the outer periphery of Hong Kong.

Some people are very familiar with the people of the Ba Tianwu Hall. Soon, all the grievances of Ye Xiwen and Ba Tianwu Hall were shaken out. Everyone was stunned. I didn’t think that it would be such a great life and death. What surprised them even more was that they had offended such a great saint. Ye Xiwen could It’s a miracle to escape from his hands.

"This man is dead, and he has been arrogant and guilty before. He is not the same, a dead end!"

"It’s a pity that this person is so powerful, there must be something unfortunate, and there is a lot of wealth on it. Now it’s going to be scraped by the Naha Tianguan master!”

Almost at the moment when the gods swept down, Ye Xiwen knew that it was the owner of the Nahatian Pavilion. As expected, the Nahatian Pavilion owner waited for a few years as if he were outside.

"Ye Xiwen, how can you get rid of the Lord of Heaven?" Xiao Yuanyuan looked at Ye Xiwen with some surprise. "Otherwise, you should not go out first, and then practice it for another hundred years. If he is even more powerful, he will not always be guarded!"

Xiao Yuanyuan said that it is a conservative method. It is also the way for the general sage masters to encounter the great holy time. Can you still avoid it?

"I can hide for a while, can you still hide for a lifetime?" Ye Xiwen's mouth is picking. "This way, one hundred and one hundred years, I will only be killed by life. Since he is so unruly, then don't blame me. You are welcome!"

"Ye Xiwen, if it is a man, give it to the old man!" The voice of the Lord of the Heavenly Museum was heard in the sky. If the sound of the Lord was thundering, it rolled in the sky and swept away in all directions.

Everyone's eyes are on Ye Xiwen, as if they are looking at a dead person, and they are stared at by a big sage. Even if they can toss again, what can be done, in the end, it is not to die, what is a cloud.

Some people still have some regrets. I don’t know what Ye Xiwen has received, and now it’s gone.

"You don't want to run anymore. The old man waited for you for a few years here. I have already laid down the nets. I will wait for you to vote for the net. I have any hatred against you. I was killed by your cruelty. Today you are thinking about getting away." "The Lord of the Heavenly Pavilion is almost starting to growl."

"He has no one in his eyes, but he is used to it, but he is dead and dead!" Ye Xiwen snorted and said nothing.

Saying that Ye Xiwen stepped out in one step, the dragon and the dragon step, in an instant, turned into a golden light and went straight to the sky.

Everyone looked at Ye Xiwen awkwardly. I don't know if he said that he was courageous or stupid. He knew that a great saint had set up a network outside, and even dared to rush himself out.

But no one saw that in the golden light, Ye Xiwen had already changed his figure, and there was no deep squat in his eyes. Instead, he was a red-eyed eyes.

In that moment, it was replaced by the star of the behemoth, but it was turned into a human form. It was not difficult for him to gain the inheritance of some of the stars.

At this time, naturally, the body of the star behemoth cannot be released, otherwise I am afraid that it will really cause an uproar.

The heart is faintly excited, a great saint, he has never fought a great saint.

Speaking out is only afraid of scaring a group of people, the general people can avoid the big sacred, Ye Xiwen actually faintly expected to fight with it.

"It’s so bold, it’s no wonder that I dare to kill me!" A sneer came out from the sky. Ye Xiwen looked up and looked like a middle-aged man. But with a bit of awkward look.

"How can you kill his kind of chicken and dog!" Ye Xiwen sneered and shook his head, looking to the Lord of Heaven, there was no trace of fear, as if looking at a dead person.

"Ye Xiwen, in order to catch you, it seems that the Lord of the Heavenly Pavilion is still working hard, and the neighborhood is really arranged a lot of arrays!" Ye Mo cold laughter came, there was a bit of disdain.

Ye Xiwen glanced around, and sure enough, a group of sacred masters laid a terrible array of people, just to kill him, it was really hard work.

Ordinary people encounter such a situation, they do not want to escape at all, even if the Holy Land is full of realm, they can't escape, let alone the master of the Emperor of Heaven.

However, the Naha Tianguan master certainly did not think that Ye Xiwen did not want to escape at all. On the contrary, he also hoped to fight with the Lord of Heaven.

The owner of the Heavenly Hall heard Ye Xiwen answer this question, and his face changed a lot. There was a bit of iron and blue: "Small beast, it seems that you still haven't understood it. In front of the Great Saint, you are proud of the strength, in my opinion. Come, it is simply an ant, and even if the ants can lift things ten times more than themselves, but as long as I am willing, I can still step on the death, and a hundred holy places will not fight a great holy!"

It is said that the master of the Heavenly Pavilion has a big hand to explore, and it has risen in the wind. The head has been caught in the life of Ye Xiwen. It is like a network of heaven and earth. It sweeps over all directions and directly explodes the space.

This is no longer in the Hong Kong collar. There is no restriction in nature. The owner of the Heavenly Pavilion is waiting for Ye Xiwen to have a reason. It is obviously a rule that is afraid of Hong Kong.

"This Ye Xiwen is dead. It is a pity that the Lord of the Heavenly Museum is going to put him to death. It’s a pity that a generation of people will not be able to break through and get a legacy. If you haven’t had time to make a big show, you will be killed. !"

At this time, many of the martial artists in the Hong Kong collar have already followed up, but they dare not approach. In the far-away view, some people are sorry for Ye Xiwen, but more people are like a schadenfreak, most people in the world. It is also like this, to build your own happiness on the suffering of others.

“The only way?” Ye Xiwen’s disdainful smile immediately unfolded his body and rushed into the sky. It was like a big pen, spreading its wings and rushing into the sky. The golden figure instantly smashed the sky, and the heavenly master’s big hand suddenly grabbed it. It was torn apart.

There is no pause at all, just like tearing a paper that is not enough. The scene is extremely impressive.

"How is it possible!" The master of the Heavenly Pavilion saw that Ye Xiwen had broken his martial arts when he came up. It was very easy to look at, and it was unbelievable.

I can't believe that Ye Xiwen can break his own attack. I remember that a few years ago, this person could only continually escape under his own attack, because he escaped into the Hongqi collar and escaped this life, but Unexpectedly, this was only a short time, and it was able to break his attack.

Although there is also a relationship in which he did not go all out, the 100-sacred sacred perfection is not an opponent of a great sacred place, and it is not a fake.

Even if he grabbed it, he could kill a group of people who seemed to him to be ants. The only thing that made him jealous was that Ye Xiwen was extremely fast. The last time he let Ye Xiwen escape, he even let him be the great saint. Did not run on.

It is precisely because of this, so it will be laid out under the Tianluo network, thinking that it has been foolproof, but did not expect, Ye Xiwen did not choose to escape, but chose a positive breakthrough, but also can break his martial arts.

"Is this the great saint? It is just like this!" Ye Xiwen walked through the air, surrounded by golden light, and looked like a golden war god. The attack of the tyrants of the tyrants was just like a broken bamboo, which added his divinity. A bit of momentum.

In the distance, countless warriors saw this scene, and they were slightly scared and timid, but the Great Saint was no different. In this case, whoever dares to say it, even if it is confident to enter the great sacred sacred arrogance, it is absolutely afraid to say such a thing. Come. (To be continued)

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