Chapter 7282

"Jiuyang Tianbei!"

With a sneer in the sky, nine steles appear behind him.

"The great demon inscription!"

A series of black inscriptions covered the body of Lingxiao.

At this moment, Lingxiao incarnates as a terrible demon, and the huge blade in his hand continuously drops the terrible magma.

"Demon soldiers, magic generals, kill!"

With a wave of his hand, the devil will fly out behind him.

Not only is the number of soldiers stronger than that day.

The spirit of Tianbei, stolen from goodwill, is more powerful than goodwill.

It has to be said that it is a satire to goodwill.

It's a satire to the Shang people.

It is also a satire to the old man of Bahuang.

"You see, old man Bahuang, the talent of this boy is amazing. I'm afraid no one can match him in all ages.

You really missed it. "

Red granny looked at the old man and said.

"Well, the battle is not over. It's not sure who wins or loses."

Of course, old man Bahuang also saw the terror of Lingxiao, but he had already made a choice, so it was impossible to change it.

And he firmly believes that if Lingxiao cultivation can not be promoted, then the improvement of strength will be limited.

There is absolutely no way to compare it with goodwill in the future.

"It's terrible, high up in the sky! His stele obviously suppresses the goodwill

"Yes, I have never seen such a terrible young man."

The crowd was amazed.

Before, they also doubted whether Lingxiao could defeat the goodwill.

But now, they have no doubt at all.

"I'm the only one in the eight wasteland. Kill!"

Goodwill finds that its natural army and natural general are not as good as those in the sky.

In his rage, he killed him.

"I am the only one in heaven and earth, kill!"

Lingxiao also roared and killed him.

It was as if the generals of the two armies had collided.

The battle between archangels and trolls.

It was supposed to be a fight.

Only a moment later, however, goodwill was blasted out, and white blood splashed across the sky.

"You can't do it."

Lingxiao stands aloof and looks at the goodwill coldly.

Suppression, absolute repression.

"It looks more terrible than longchen and the ancient autumn moon."

"Yes, it's so easy to suppress goodwill, probably because of his martial spirit."

It is also the spirit of Tianbei, but the spirit of Lingxiao is stronger, so the goodwill is too oppressive.

In the eyes of the fallen goodwill, there is a crazy killing intention.

He knew that it was absolutely impossible to win on his own.

The strength of the sky is beyond expectation.

"I want you dead!

The power of antiquity

With a roar, the body of goodwill begins to change.

The hair turned white.

There was a terrible force in him.

This power, over billions of years, can destroy anything.

The power of antiquity is the power of decaying years.

"Back off!"

The sky roared violently.

The martial arts players are far away from the ring arena.

But the others are not so lucky.

Some soldiers who had no time to escape were turned into dead bones by the force of ancient times.

"Waste God, kill!"

There are countless terrible inscriptions that encapsulate goodwill.

The body of goodwill suddenly becomes enormous.

One blow, all the strength of the passing years.

Can rot everything, destroy everything.

"You give him the power of this taboo, you old lunatic. It will destroy him."

Red granny looked at the old man of Bahuang and frowned.

"Hum!"

The old man of the eight wastelands snorted coldly that the power of the ancient times must have a strong force of life or eternal power to fight against its side effects.

If not, every time you use it, you will be aging for at least a hundred years.

The longer you use it, the more terrifying it will be.

In fact, he didn't want goodwill to be used. He just wanted it to protect his life.

After all, what's the point of life expectancy when people are dead.

But he did not expect that, in the face of Lingxiao, goodwill even used the force of the past.

"What you should care about is that boy. He can't have any chance to survive under the power of the ancient times."

The old man of Bahuang was cold.

Granny Hong is really worried. She looks at the arena and finds that Lingxiao seems to be laughing.

"Is that what you call the power of taboo?It's really disappointing. "

Lingxiao shook his head.

The essence of the so-called ancient power is still the power controlled by the law of time and God.

It's just a passing time.

For Lingxiao, who has mastered the law of the divine world of time.

It's not a thing at all.

"Time rules!"

In an instant, the field of terror enveloped the whole arena.

The power of wasteland slows down rapidly.

"Reverse the past!"

Lingxiao stood in place without moving.

The time divine world law starts.

The power of terror began to reverse.

It's going to be goodwill.

"No

The power of terror is like a snake and a scorpion into the body of goodwill.

Began to corrode his body.

It's like a corpse that has been left there for tens of billions of years.

Gradually rotting.

"Enough!"

Bahuang elder shouts.

He saw that goodwill had failed.

And it was a terrible defeat.

However, who could have expected that Lingxiao knew the profound meaning of time, and that it had been promoted to the mystical meaning of time.

It's terrible.

He had to do it.

Red granny rushed to her hand.

But she did not stop the eight wasters to save the goodwill, but to guard against the old man taking the opportunity to attack Lingxiao.

The reason why she came here is to protect Lingxiao.

If the old man of Bahuang kills Lingxiao in anger, it will be bad.

"What a pity!"

Lingxiao looks at the goodwill brought out of the arena by the eight wasters and knows that he can't kill the goodwill today.

However, a defeated general.

It's impossible to surpass him in my life.

It is not only him, but also the opponent of longchen and the ancient autumn moon.

"The elder just said not to interfere."

Lingxiao lightly looked at the eight wasteland yuan Laodao: "you this practice, can really let a person some embarrassment."

"You are all talented people. Why do you fight against each other? You have won. From today on, there will be no Renzi hall in the ghost school.

In addition, as the price of intervening in this battle, all of you in Lingxiao club will have the opportunity to go to "Shenmai" for one day.

The old lady knows where the pulse is. "

After saying that, the old man of Bahuang left with goodwill.

Although he saved the goodwill, he had to heal it as soon as possible, otherwise, it would be destroyed.

"What is the divine pulse?"

Lingxiao turned to look at the red Granny and asked.

"The most important place is the school of learning.

There, one day of practice is equivalent to one year of practice outside!

In order to prevent people from gossiping, the old man of Bahuang has given you this opportunity.

You have to seize the opportunity.

Maybe one day later, the strength of your skyrocketing club will rise again. "

Red granny said with a smile: "moreover, there is not only the speed of cultivation will be accelerated, but also can feel the spirit of war.

Accept the will of ghosts and gods.

It is also possible for those who are predestined to get some inheritance from ghosts and gods. "

"It's a good place indeed!"

Lingxiao has no sense of beating goodwill.

This is what was supposed to be.

But the reward is really moving.

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