MTL - Heavenly Lord of the Myriad Realms-Chapter 772 Crush (1)

Except for that loud noise, no unexpected noise occurred.

The Taiyin Wanhuan Wheel is like a phantom, piercing the blue-colored seals, and sculpt the body of the empty ancestors. The body of the empty ancestors did not move, and even the lines of the clothes did not change at all. The attack of the Taiyin Wanhuan did not cause any harm to him.

The cyan neem is on the Chutian body.

Chutian only felt black in front of him, and his bones and bones almost collapsed. He was screamed and hit back hundreds of miles by this heavy blow. He slammed into a huge wreckage and smashed the boulder. Smash.

As mentioned before, the lethality gap between the rebel and the harmonious world is not so great, but the apostasy has already largely surpassed this side of the world, the attack of the border, or the law of this world. The attack on them has been minimal.

Especially the existence of the empty Qingzu.

Even here is just a negligible avatar he attached to a tattoo.

The Taiyin Wanhua round around the empty green ancestors is hundreds of millions of serial snipers, and the surrounding emptiness is mixed with a pot of porridge, but the empty ancestors stand in place and do not suffer any harm.

Chu Tian swayed and struggled to stand up, he shook his head, so it was easy to open the black shadow in front of him. The innocent Qinglian rose from his eyebrows, and a clear light spread out. The blue-colored seals squatted again and were blocked by the innocent Qinglian.

"Why didn't you just come out?" Chu Tian spit a spit with blood, mana flow, and quickly repaired the dark wounds on his body, did not ask the incomparable Qinglian.

"I want to see their means." The middle-aged literary scholar who has become a refined and elegant person appears in Chutian's side. He looks very seriously at the empty ancestors: "I don't understand why they left, why are they now? Come back."

Frowning, no Xiangqinglian whispered: "They must have done something, but I don't know... I want to see if this empty ancestor has any unusual places."

The so-called "ordinary people" of the Qinglian, is the ancestor of the rebellious realm of the Holy Spirit and the High Heaven?

Chu Tian frowned, he has not yet stepped into the rebellious way, so he does not know what the concept of rebellion is. The difference between a master of apostasy is naturally incomprehensible.

Chu Yu has already laughed and rushed to the empty Qingzu. He held a black and red sword and waved toward the empty Qingzu. Wan Gui Chao Zong Tu turned into a ghost world behind him, countless ghosts roared in the Nether World, and a thick ghost continued to infuse Chu's body, providing him with a huge and endless power.

Every sword is thrown out, and where the swordsman has passed, the void becomes strange.

It seems that the void and the Tianhe world have completely lost contact, and there is no connection at all. The swords of Chu Yu are not so outstanding, but the empty ancestors did not dare to touch the swords of Chu, and they were a little bit stunned.

"It’s not the deity! It’s just a slap!” Chu Yu’s cheerful cheers: “Brothers, hitting the water and shit, together!”

Purple Tianzun's big model stood in the void, his hands glimpsed, it was a black and purple thunder and silent. Like the sword light of Chu Yu, where the thunder of the purple sky is released, the void becomes 'unfamiliar'.

An empty ancestral ancestors did not check, was smashed on the top of the head by a thunder, he was beaten by a dog - eat - 屎, a head smashed into the wreckage of a big Luo Tian Prison, smashed the wreck I also bumped my head and broke my blood. The forehead bones were sunken.

The tiger screamed and rushed up, grabbed the shoulders of the empty ancestors with both hands and lifted it, then slammed into a huge wreck of megaliths: "Yeah, this old man has strong mana, but this body is weak. Very!"

A loud bang, the empty ancestors of the ancestors were devastated by the tiger and slammed into the wreckage. The shrill bones shattered in his body, and the face of the empty ancestor was white, slamming his mouth open. A **** water.

"Let me try!" Chu Tian let the innocent Qinglian entangled the chaotic blue-and-white seal, and clasped the green sword with both hands and rushed to the empty Qingzu.

The tiger vigorously promoted a standard sumo wrestling movement, and the singer’s sacred ancestors turned to the direction of Chutian. Chu Tian’s hands clasped his sword and smashed his waist and chopped it on the empty Qing’s ancestors. Then the strange thing happened. Chu Tian’s swordsman really swept the body of the empty ancestor, but his body was nothing. Injury, Chutian’s Jianguang is like a cut of a shadow, unable to touch anything.

Chutian stayed.

Chu Yu, Zi Tianzun and others are also stunned.

In the final analysis, the mouse used the secret method to burn the purple weather of the purple sky, and in advance, the six hundred years of the Chuxi brothers were taken to the strength and strength, so that they have the power of rebellion, but they have no corresponding rebellion. The cultivation of the Tao!

They have enough power, but they don't know why their power is so!

The empty ancestors of the ancestors were clearly beaten by the Chu princes, but Chu Tian was so fierce that he couldn’t hurt him.

"Quirks!" Purple Tianou screamed, his hands jerked, and he saw a black purple, purple gold, pure gold, reddish, and faint blue light like the Tianhe rewinding down, Lei Guangwei The sly cockroach was on the body of the empty ancestor, and he was screaming, and there was a small wound on his body.

The battle between the apostasy and the apostasy, the damage caused by the two sides to the enemy is also limited, but the injury is real.

And it seems that once the apostasy is harmed by enemies of the same realm, this injury is not so easy to heal. Chu Tian can clearly sense the huge mana flow on the empty ancestors, but the injuries on his body are not a sign of healing.

The old black suddenly slammed up in the oblique thorn.

The old blackened into a small black snake with a length of three feet, the small mouth opened to one hundred and eighty degrees, and a dozen or so shiny fangs in the small mouth spewed a thin poisonous mist, and the bite bitten in the air. On the nose of Qing Shengzu.

The nose of the empty ancestors immediately turned into a transparent glazed state, and the poison suddenly spread. His half face quickly became transparent.

Entering the apostasy, the poison of the old black has been mutated so that Chu Tian can not understand.

His venom seems to carry a kind of 'virtuality', 'disintegration', 'ablation' power, and the half face of the ancestral ancestors was annihilated in an instant, leaving only the transparent residual image barely maintained With.

This is an extremely strange feeling.

Not waiting for Chu Tian to grind out the truth inside, the dog has already smashed out, he also turned into a prototype, a six-foot-long silver wolf opened his mouth and slammed into the thigh of the empty ancestor .

‘咔嚓’, the thigh of the empty ancestor’s ancestors was completely broken.