The Divine Martial Stars

"Oh. mobile phone"

The distant white mouth of the East has a faint smile.

Slowly close the boxing.

He is not eager to attack again.

Instead, I looked at Li Mu and slowly said: "I know, you still have cards and means, come out, otherwise you will have no chance."

Li Mu looked at the wall of the ring that was healing rapidly and slowly turned back.

The two sects, the old coffin, and others, although they have mastered the power of God, have no such power.

It seems that they are like a few children, got it, just knowing to pull the trigger at random, as to whether they can hit, how much damage the recoil has to themselves, can not be controlled.

The oriental white is not the same.

He not only holds, but also knows the aim of three points and one line, knows how to climb, knows what kind of posture to resist recoil, knows how to shoot, not a child, but a mercenary who trains well and is clear.

"This old thing has been melting the power of God for a long time. Although he is still a fairyland, he can already master the power of God. If I have not guessed it, maybe he is the town tower and the castle. The strong have repeatedly used the source of the power of God."

Li Mu is secretive in his heart.

No wonder that the town’s Xianta camp had a look of fearlessness.

It turned out that this is their card.

Li Mu glanced at the Yuandao Taoist.

The Yuan Dao people stood tall in the waiting area, which happened to be toward Li Mu.

Look at each other.

His eyes are envious and raging.

Li Mu’s mouth curled up and he took back his eyes.

One hundred and twenty handles of flying knives slowly emerged.

Each handle flows through a purple-golden thunder fire.

Every five-handed flying knives derives a solar term.

One hundred and twenty handles are the twenty-four solar terms.

Twenty-four solar terms are divided into four seasons.

The four seasons alternately transform the yin and yang, and the passage of time.

The four seasons picture emerged behind Li Mu.

Then rotate quickly.

In the end, it turned into chaos.

Li Mu is in chaos and his body is gradually blurred.

The ambiguity of time began to pervade.

This is the strongest force that Li Mu has now.

"Ok?"

There was a surprise in the eyes of the East.

This kind of power, although he has not yet noticed what it is, is still within the scope of Xianli, but it gives him an inexplicable threat.

It is the protagonist of this era. The son of the air force of this era has mastered the power of this strange and rare law.

boom!

The East Far White raised his hand and blew a punch again.

The fists split into the sky and burst out.

It is still a punch that is so shocking and shocking.

This time, Li Mu did not hide.

The boxing power of ruining the earth and destroying the land directly slammed into the chaos of Li Mu.

The picture of the broken bones and broken rules is not expected.

At the moment when the boxing force crashed into chaos, there was a short and stagnation that disappeared.

Then, in the next moment, the airpower of the sky was split, and it was bombarded from the rear of the chaos. It was again bombarded on the wall of the Xiangu Yongtai, and it was blasted out of a hole with a few squares. The remaining strength of the boxing was splitting the sky. The void tore out a thousand long cracks, long time unhealed, shocking.

Contrary to this, the chaos of Li Mu is without any loss.

Li Mu is in it, his body shape is vague, but there is no injury.

"what?"

The East is far away.

Just now, his fist is still the same as the first punch.

However, it was impossible to pose any threat to Mumu.

boom!

Bang!

Punch out in a row.

With a punch, destroy the sky and tear the sky.

Li Mu was deeply in the chaotic position and was constantly hit by punches.

But odd

Strange things happen again and again without exception.

After a brief pause and extinction, the boxing force directly exploded from the back of the chaotic field. On the wall of Xiangu Yongtai, a horrible hole was blasted again and again, and the cracks spread all over. It is said that the fairyland is the strongest in history and absolutely impossible to break. The wall was almost sieved.

But Li Mu has always been unscathed.

"What is your rule?"

The surprise of the Far East of the East turned into shock.

Can the power of God not hurt Mumu?

Li Mu did not speak.

The figure was moved and carried with a chaotic gray layer.

"dead."

The oriental far white punched out.

The punch is like a devil.

Directly blasted into the field of chaos.

But the strength and fists are worn in the past.

Not only passed through the chaotic field, but also passed through Li Mu’s body.

There is no sense of power.

It's like a punch into the mirror and the moon.

And Li Mu banged out.

Bang!

Directly squatting on the chest of the oriental far white, the broken bones of the scorpion came and the sternum collapsed.

The terrible power directly flies the East.

"puff"

The oriental far white mouth spurted a blood arrow, and the footsteps fell to the ground.

And Li Mu’s attack came again.

Right hand knife, left hand fist.

The knife is like electricity, and the fist is like a dragon.

The Far East of the East shocked the power of God and responded again.

But the terrible power can break through the wall of Xiangu, but it can't help Li Mu. Under the far-flung bombardment of the East, Li Mu's body shape, including his knife in his hand, is like an illusion, without any effort. The power of God passed through the shadow of illusion, and once again crushed the wall of Xiangu Yongtai and collapsed into pieces.

Li Mu’s attack, on the far side of the East, left a scar.

"Oh!"

In the midst of the pain, the East is far away from the white.

He punched another punch in his chest and his sternum was almost broken.

At the same time, the left arm was also smashed by Li Mu’s knife.

The blood flows long and gathers into blood.

"What kind of magic do you have?"

The East is far from shock.

The power of God worked, and he recovered his injury instantly.

The spirit is like the sea, and the blood is like the ocean.

Li Mu did not answer and continued to pursue.

Dongfang Yuanbai tried several times and found that his attack could not hurt Li Mu. It was like a bamboo basket playing in the water and fishing. It had no effect, but Li Mu’s attack, as long as it fell on him, would cause real hurt.

“Is it a virtual conversion?”

His heart is cold.

This kind of transformation between the virtual and the real is really quite tricky.

But it is not completely flawless.

In the moment of transformation, there will be flaws.

And as long as it is fast enough, you can make it impossible for Mumu to convert between virtual and real.

Solve the wood animal husbandry, one stroke is enough.

"Kids, this seat has an undead body, see how long you can last."

The East is far and cold, and constantly shot.

His mastery of the power of God is indeed to the extreme extent, and is very skillful. It is far from being comparable to the two rituals, the old coffin and the black robes and monsters. It can be used not only for attacking the enemy but also for recovery.

This power that completely surpasses Xianli has an unparalleled advantage.

If Li Mu does not have the power of time, by distorting the time and dissolving this kind of attack, this terrible force cannot be bombarded on him, and he can be replaced by any other person who has completed the first Shengfeng Peak. Killed into slag.

Boom!

The roar of terrible power, constantly rang in the ring.

The power of the East is far from strong, and the earthquake is so strong that the horror has reached the extreme. The wall of the immortality is constantly broken, and then there is a quick repair and healing.

But Li Mu has always been at ease.

"Looks like it’s breaking through the internal attacks

The difficulty of the downfall is much more difficult than the attack on the outside. ”

His heart is dark.

As a person who had tried to attack the wall of Xiangu and Taiwan, he was too aware of the terrible protection of the wall.

The battle continued for a fragrant time.

Although the Oriental White has been hit hard again and again, it can be completely restored by the power of God in the next moment.

Like Xiaoqiang who can't die.

"In the past, every time I fight, I didn't kill the disgusting people. I didn't think that today's World War I, the first generation of the town's Xianta, was even younger than me."

Li Mu heart in the belly.

"Hehehehe, little guy, see how much time you can spend."

The East is far away from the white laughter, and it continues to bombard, and the power of God is exerted.

Li Mu faceless expression, constantly deriving time and meaning, waiting for opportunities.

Since he has opened a copy of the 21st stone pillar of the Temple of War, since the great power of the war, the actual use of time in the righteousness has long been in full swing, and the various uses and evolution of the power of time have long since come to the realm of supernaturalization.

"puff!"

The Eastern White was once again seriously injured and retired.

dry!

What is this magical transformation?

It is so difficult.

After trying so many times in a row, I couldn’t even peep and test out the flaws.

Instead, he is a serious injury, and the power of God is very expensive.

"Give me death."

The oriental far white scorpion is full of anger, the demonized body, the black inky skin, the black sputum that oozes out, like a black spider silk, diffuses out, turns into a giant net, begins to block and Compress the space around Li Mu.

"I don't believe, you can always transform the space."

He shouted.

All the power of God poured out.

The surface of the oriental white magic has begun to become somewhat normal.

The black hair is faintly covered with a touch of gray and silver.

In the end, Li Mu was wrapped in the power of the gods of the cobweb and compressed to within one meter.

A black silk thread flashed.

laugh!

There was a bloodshot on Li Mu’s cheek.

injured.

The East is far away from sneer: "In the face of absolute strength, even if you are obsessed with the law of the sky, is it nothing?"

Halfway through, his face suddenly became stiff.

In the body, there is an unspeakable out of control.

That is not power disorder.

It is not power to go away.

It is not the failure of strength.

But

A situation that has never been encountered.

"this is"

The oriental far white looks stunned.

boom!

A strange explosion that instantly erupts inside the body.

The incomparable power suddenly blows half of his body into powder.

"I am not dead, I"

Hey!

Another explosion.

Hey!

It continually explodes and erupts from the body.

The blood is filled with blood.

The power of the black **** of the sky, like the frightened living thing, instantly removed the black net, and screamed toward the **** fog of the oriental white body, seemingly wanting to save anything.

But in the **** fog, the strange singer flashes continuously.

The power of the gods that have returned is clearly close to the body of the far-away white in the east, but every closeness is whizzing past.

Between the two, it seems that it is always separated by a distance that cannot be crossed.

In the end, the Far East of the East died completely and thoroughly.

Fallen.

The gods are extinct.

The power of black cockroaches also began to lose its activity, and then gradually dried up, and finally stiffened in the void, turned into a black powder, dissipated in the void.