MTL - Devouring Myriad Ghosts System-v2 Chapter 737 Killing one eye

"You have to fight for a battle, then you will fight with you." Li Daochong faintly said.

Zhang Haotian asked for a war.

Li Daochong only laughed. From the moment he woke up, the strongest was never the power, but the power of reading.

With a force of one ten thousandth, Zhang Haotian slaps and shoots him underground.

He can still be lucky not to die, naturally Li Daochong casually shot.

In addition, Zhang Haotian does have a lot of cards on his body. With the sake of his true spirit, the spirit is not as strong as the ordinary monk, and it is much better than the gods.

However, if it is one of the tens of thousands of Li Dao Chong, the gods attack.

There is no doubt that Zhang Haotian will die, even if Li Daochong looks at him casually.

Zhang Haotian thinks that he is a god-minded person. Under the blessing of the real spirit gods, he can compete with the late gods.

Many monks in this hall know that Zhang Haotian’s strength is his power.

"The young man wants to fight with Zhang Haotian?"

"Without the late stage of the gods, Zhang Yutian, who has cultivated the true spirit of the gods, is attacking the gods, and the boy will be defeated."

Someone asserted.

This kind of voice is not only issued by a few individuals, but the representatives of Wuyin, Emperor, Shenghua Mining and the eight major comprehension companies in the Federation have come to a conclusion.

However, the strength that Li Daochong showed before, at this moment is no longer one-sided and not optimistic, at least 30% of the monks in the presence feel that Li Daochong may win.

"Master, do you think that the arrogant youth and Zhang Haotian, who is more powerful?"

Behind the crowd, a white teenager looked curiously at the two people in the middle of the field. A pair of black scorpions stared at the white flame burning on Zhang Yutian. This kind of real spirit, he also wanted to have.

Next to the white boy stood a coveted old man who looked like an old-fashioned dragon and walked hard.

The face is full of gullies, enough to carry the small boat, the turbid old eyes have been whitened, and Zhang Haotian, who is fully engaged in the exercises, has a fight.

However, it is such an old man who seems to have stepped into the coffin, but reveals an implied majesty.

The monks around the subconscious are keeping a distance from him, and they will panic when they are close to some hearts.

The breath that the old man exudes is incomparably weak, but it is only the foundation period.

The breath of the white boy is much stronger than that of the old man. This boy who seems to be less than 18 years old has a Yuan Ying repair.

But he was respectful in front of the old man, and the atmosphere did not dare to breathe.

The old man held a very thin rope on his hand and the other end was on the ankle of a burly barefooted man.

The whole man was wrapped in a gray robe, and he couldn’t feel the slightest breath.

But under the robe, there is a violent breath and a horrible body. If you open your robe, you will reveal your true feelings.

The entire Sanhua Federation will be shaken by this.

This big man is not someone else. It is the most notorious murderous murder of the Nankun Empire in the past decade or so.

I will practice the King Kong Emperor of the King Kong.

This person is not only notorious in the Nankun Empire, but also in the Sanctuary Federation.

The King Kong Emperor is a monk in the middle of the refining of the virtual, and the melee ability is enough to kill the demon.

Such a sullen and sullen monk, under the guidance of the old man, is a gentle cat like a cat. The **** is standing behind the old man and breathing lightly and softly. It is hidden in the next pair of scorpion scorpions with deep fear.

King Kong Emperor Demon statue disappeared three years ago, as if the human world evaporates in general, there are rumors that he entered a certain secret situation and has fallen.

Who can think of these horrible evils as a small follower of a coveted old man.

The old man is a member of the board of directors of Kunlun Heavy Industry, the highly prestigious comprehension group of the Nankun Empire.

Refining the peak of the imaginary, half-step fit.

This time, I came to the Sanctuary Federation with a close disciple, Bai Chen, who traveled to see the world.

I did not expect to see this level of fighting in this mountain village.

As a half-step fit, the sorcerer was not expected.

Zhang Haotian studied in the Nankun Empire, so the Wushen Shenjun had some understanding of Zhang Haotian.

"Zhang Yutian has the blood of Suzaku's true spirit, and his body is very strong. Generally, the refining body of the monk is close to him. He is not a god. He is not a god. It seems that the young man used some secret techniques, but the teacher can not see the depth, but This person’s strength is also above the gods. The two men should fight, and they should be indistinguishable.”

The old man touched the beard and said slowly, but in the old white eyes, he stared at Li Daochong with a deep doubt.

Bai Chen looked at Zhang Haotian. He felt that Zhang Haotian’s winning face would be big. After all, Zhuque’s true spirit is extremely powerful.

As one of the four sacred beasts of the ancient times, Suzaku, once inherited the blood, will be far more than ordinary monks, regardless of the flesh or the god.

Suspended in the center of the hall, Zhang Haotian, overlooking Li Daochong, the white eyes are cold and cold, the whole person is like a demon, and behind him a pair of wings formed by a silver-white flame, spread more than ten meters.

"Kid, you are irritating me, I want to make you a stick, you can't live, you can't die."

The silver flame on his body almost ignited the entire hall, and the horrible powers poured down like a mountain.

Li Daochong stood back and stood, and a pair of dark-skinned scorpions didn't even look at Zhang Haotian, but looked at the direction of the stairs. He sensed that the atmosphere of the upper layer Xiaoying suddenly fluctuated.

In addition, Li Daochong inadvertently glanced at the direction of the sorcerer's god, and it swept through the moment, so that the old demon who had become famous for a long time was condensed.

‘Is it discovered? Impossible, it should be coincidence. ’

The sorcerer is thinking about it.

"Do you want to ignore me?"

Zhang Haotian saw Li Daochong in such a state that his lungs would be blown up.

At the time, Zhang Haotian condensed his thoughts and sneaked away against Li Daochong.

God is invisible, the attack is sent, and it is instantaneous, faster than the lightning speed.

When God's thought reaches a certain level, it can be condensed into a virtual thread visible to the naked eye. Of course, this is not a god, but a highly condensed mind will inspire the aura of the surrounding to give a faint aura.

Everyone knows the sound of the sea, and it seems to shake the mountain and stand unstable.

Zhang Haotian was full of confidence, and his lips raised his cruel smile. The white sputum revealed the glory of Guanghua. He had already seen Li Daochong being hit by his own gods, and he was defeated by his own sorrow.

After today, who dares to offend Zhang, this person is the reference.

I didn’t see any special actions by Li Daochong. I just looked back and looked around Zhang Weitian.

At that glance, calm and gentle, without murder, without anger, just a look at the past.

It’s just a flash of blue-gold brilliance in the eyes, fleeting.

boom!

A narrow whistle suddenly burst into a loud noise.

There seems to be something shattered within the space, but it is invisible.

The whole earth trembled and returned to calm.

Zhang Haotian is suspended in the air, his expression is stiff, and his aura like a discouraged ball usually dissipates in an instant. The silver-white flame on his body is covered by the waves, and his eyes are extinguished.

In addition to the white eyes that were scared to death, Zhang Haotian suspended silently in the air.

Everyone in the hall didn't know what was going on.

The next moment, Zhang Haotian's body cracked open and quickly turned into powder disappeared.

Nani! ?

At a glance, Zhang Jiada, the incomparable Zhang Jia Dao, will kill and kill nothing.

Some people can't react.

All eyes were horrified and focused on Li Daochong. Some people were frightened, some were embarrassed, some were puzzled, some were curious, and some people were at a loss.

"The late stage of the gods?"

The person who is slow at this time also understands how terrible this strange young man is.

What is even more horrifying is that he looks so young, young is not like words, so the age of the late God, what is the concept?

"This youth is not a member of the Chinese Federation. Is it from a certain country of the three major empires?"

Before Zhang Haotian was second, no matter how imagined, including the shadow of the shadows, the Emperor, did not expect Li Daochong to reach the late strength of the gods.

After all, this age can reach the late monks of the gods, not to mention the Sanctuary, and the three major empires are rare.

Geniuses of this level rarely go to the small country of self-cultivation. Most of them are eager to hunt in the secrets of the major secrets, or they can concentrate on practicing in the top-level comprehension universities in the human domain.

The super genius of the public before the appearance, there are very few.

Today, in the four-ring star of the Sanctuary, a blue bay star that has just advanced to the third-class comprehension planet appears.

It is a bit ridiculous.

"You, who are you?"

Zhang Tiantong, the highest-ranking person in Zhang’s family, tied his tongue and looked at Li Daochong in a panic. He asked hard.

Li Daochong was unheard of, but only spoke to Xue Ni. "When you wear a special vestment of Zhangjia, one does not stay."

"Yes, the master." Snowy eyes in the ice, rising a hint of excitement.

More than a dozen Zhang family members were instantly frozen into ice sculptures, an ice thorn passed through, more than a dozen ice sculptures were broken, and rolled into the palm print pit just after Li Daochong's palm shot ~www.novelbuddy.com~ fell into the sewer.

"Is this going to war with Zhang Jia?"

An old man at the peak of Yuan Ying’s peak was incredulous.

Li Daochong turned around and looked at Yan Dufeng. The latter's body was tight and he did not come to fight.

Zhang Haotian was killed by the second, and he was the same as Zhang Haotian. Yan Dufeng didn't even look at the courage to look away, and his heart was playing drums.

As the president of the Emperor Group in Sanctuary, Yan Dufeng has never felt so fearful in the federal territory.

You know, just one minute ago, at that glance, Zhang Haotian, the genius with the true blood, was killed and there was no residue left.

Everything that happened here has already spread like electricity.

Zhang Jiajia claimed that Wing Bo had no time to respond and received a picture of the shadow of his grandson being killed.

“Gambling, confusing, unforgivable.”

boom!

Zhang Yibo slaps on the conference table, and the conference table made by Tianjin Fajin is smashed and the ground cracks down.

At this time, he is preparing to participate in the meeting of the Federal Councillors in the conference room of a subsidiary of Sanxingxing Zhangjia. He just waited for the vote to establish the Blue Bay Group, integrate the entire Blue Bay Star Comprehension Enterprise, and dissolve the resolution of the Li Group.

Zhang Yibo used all three years of imagination, and could not have expected that this commercial war, which should have won without a smoke, was killed by people who had not started their own grandchildren.

Zhang Yi was furious and immediately ordered the man to connect to the aura projector on the first floor of the Star Building.

Zhang Yibo’s spiritual holographic image appeared in front of Li Daochong.

"Mixed things, who are you?"

Li Daochong did not look at the image of Zhang Yibo. He walked toward Yan Dufeng and went straight through Zhang Yibo.