Ancient Godly Monarch

On the seventh night, Qin Wentian’s imposing beautiful eyes glittering, then she was facing Qin Wentian with a smile: “Elder Brother Wentian, do you really have the heart to me?”

At the moment, the pitiful look of the seventh night seemed very moving. At this moment, Qin Wentian actually felt that he was not facing the seventh night.

Elder Brother Wentian, it seems that only Qing’er gimmicks will call him that.

Bai Family moved to Imperial City, but Qin Wentian never saw Bai Qing again. Now, one year has passed, she doesn’t know how she is.

At this time, a coldness suddenly appeared, Qin Wentian expression was like electricity, this is fantasy, the seventh night has the ability of magic, I saw his will once again become tough, heart like a stone, sharp eyes like a gun, who With the momentum of the battle, once again emerged, step by step.

The lovely eyes of the seventh night are still staring at Qin Wentian looks at, but she also feels that her eyes are falling into the mood. Qin Wentian eyes is like a dream, let her give her a dream. Unable to extricate himself, Qin Wentian also blooms his innate talent from his eyes.

“Hey.” Dualbladed Halberd burst out, Qin Wentian body emptied from the sky, like a terrifying tiger rushing down the mountain, overbearing.

“Elder Brother Wentian, you are so heartbroken.” The seventh night was soft, but it couldn’t shake Qin Wentian’s heart. Dualbladed Halberd came in abruptly. The seventh night finally started her counterattack. The ice freezes the Dualbladed Halberd. The handle of the ice-cold spear spurs out, although it is constantly broken, but wins more in the spear.

Qin Wentian Dualbladed Halberd danced continuously, Azure Dragon roared, White Tiger roared, Vermillion Bird swayed, all the ice and spears were broken, and the first move of the move towards the seventh night was coming.

On the seventh night, the footsteps receded. However, Qin Wentian did not give her a breather. Liu Ye was violent and good at strength. On the seventh night, she was good at controlling and illusion art. Then she used her strength to suppress her.

The seventh night of Astral Soul burst into bloom, and I saw a spiral of strange monsters appearing in the ice, and the eyes eyes stared at Qin Wentian, making him feel extremely demon.

At the same time, the seventh palm trembled, and a giant ice roar rushed out, colliding with his Dualbladed Halberd.

“Elder Brother Wentian.” The seventh night shouted again. Suddenly, her body bloomed terrifying starlight, and she saw her body spin slightly. There seemed to be two golden wings behind her, like the same row. The golden sword-like move towards Qin Wentian cuts away, and this moment is lightning fast, it is hard to dodge when it bursts out.

“This is her second Astral Soul, the first Astral Soul is the icicle Astral Soul of the ice ice, and gives the ability to make a illusion.” The crowd shrinks, they are deceived by the seventh night, thinking her kind The illusion is also an Astral Soul, which was originally given to her innate talent by the python Astral Soul.

This second Astral Soul is a pair of wings, very incomparable, sweeping out when it is like a sharp edge, to break Qin Wentian’s body.

Qin Wentian’s right hand was frozen by the other side, and the seventh night’s wing was smashed from his right side.

Qin Wentian’s hand is slack, and a palm moves toward the right side of the golden light. The palm print of hōng lóng lóng is like a terrifying torrent, and his eyes stare at the front, screaming a sharp sword light.

This battle is dazzling and fascinating. It is so wonderful. Whether it is Qin Wentian or the seventh night of attack, it is hard to prevent.

The seventh night’s body suddenly turned up. At that moment, the golden starlight of the sky bloomed, and the beautiful wings seemed to be as beautiful as the Phoenix wings. The seventh night’s graceful body danced and swiftly turned up. The light fell on her and was directly strangled.

Only Qin Wentian can feel the danger of the seventh night at this moment. The wing is like a sword. Move towards him. He cuts over the space. If he is hit, he will die.

“The strength of the seventh night is not weaker than the first Liu Ye.” The crowd was amazed and it was a battle on Ruler’s Feast. It was wonderful.

“Hōng lóng lóng !” In the Wener’s Art Circulation, the terrifying sound came out, and Divine Yuan, which was condensed by the 2nd rank ‘mountain’ divine imprint, roared and rushed into Qin along a piece of Arterial Circulation. Wentian’s palm, I saw his footsteps back, and then trampled on the ground, a slamming sound, the battle platform trembled.

Immediately, Qin Wentian a palm print out, still the palm of the hand, but this palm seems to be no longer a palm print, but a mountain directly pressed down, the crowd feels that the seventh night is extraordinarily small.

The seventh night is too sharp at the moment, then, it is to force crack.

“Hey!” As if there was a mountain peak on the seventh night of the rotation, her dancing figure stopped suddenly, and the internal organs seemed to be shocked and stuffy snorted.

“Go down.” Qin Wentian bullied straight into the palm of his hand on the seventh night. In an instant, the body of the seventh night flew out and landed directly under the battle platform, stepping back.

I saw the complexion redness on her face, and finally couldn’t help but wow, spit out a blood, and then sat down, the complexion gradually became pale, just though her attack was terrifying, but the defense was obviously not so strong. Qin Wentian’s Divine Yuan, which was condensed with the ‘divine’ of the ‘mountain’, broke out and violently attacked the palm of the hand, and then added a palm, she could not be hit hard.

Picking up the falling Dualbladed Halberd, Qin Wentian stood there, looking at the seventh night, but looking at the big battle platform, the breeze swayed his clothes, the long hair danced in the air, his eyes, the first Battle platform Sikong Mingyue, as if it is a silent declaration, it is not so simple to want him to go down.

In the next two wars, there are Qin Wentian.

The first battle, defeated Liu Ye.

The second battle, defeated the seventh night.

“Can you still return to the challenge?” I saw the old man next to Chu Tianjiao asking for the seventh night. I saw the eyes open on the seventh night and said to him: “Please give me some time to let other People fight first.”

“Well, I am waiting for you in a battle time.” Old man nodded, the failed person has a chance to return, since the seventh night is injured and do not want to give up, then give her a chance.

On the ninth battle platform, only Qin Wentian left, I saw him sitting cross-legged, taking a Yuan Meteor Stone, Astral Soul bloomed, began to capture Astral Power in Yuan Meteor Stone, and then Astral Soul tempering.

He needs the purest Astral Yuan Force, and the Yuan Meteor Stone in his hand is just the meteorite falling from the Stellar Martial Constellation on the 2nd Heavenly Layer. Only Astral Soul’s tempering can have the Astral Yuan Force he needs.

“It seems that the palm print that came to the end has a lot of consumption for Qin Wentian.” All people thought, Qin Wentian, take the rest of the time to supplement Astral Yuan Force.

The martial cultivator has a limited number of stars. The stronger the realm, the larger the container of the human body and the larger the Astral Yuan Force.

The more powerful the divine strength, the greater the consumption of Astral Yuan Force, so if you can beat the opponent with a simple divine ability, no one wants to spend more stars and use their strongest strength.

“I have been defeated for two consecutive nights in the snow cloud country.” Sikong Mingyue said calmly, several people in Xueyunguo only felt complexion dull.

Today, they have only five people left, and they remain on the battle platform, the stronger Sikong Mingyue, second sword, third sword, San Ye, and Si Ye.

These people are solemn in expression and their gaze is once again on the ninth battle platform.

“Snow cloud country, is this cheating me Chu Country nobody?” I saw Luo Huan smiled, and then her footsteps slowly moved to Si Ye, since the seventh night had only a break of World War I, then, She will help Qin Wentian solve it.

Si Ye looked at Luo Huan’s expression quite dignified. In the first round, he saw Luo Huan’s battle. The woman’s body was flexible and strong and scary.

The long whip appeared in the hand, Luo Huan move towards Si Ye strolled away, suddenly, her long whip danced, and turned into a whip, like a million swords, move towards Si Ye straight shot.

When Si Ye stepped, the palm of his hand trembled, and a group of azure light appeared in his body, covering his body. At the same time, he was subjected to thousands of whiplashes and his body rushed to Luo Huan.

“This defensive power?” The crowd showed a faint expression, perhaps because of the lack of Luo Huan’s attack.

Luo Huan’s body is also move towards the other side, and the two men meet in the moment. I saw the Si Ye arm turned into a blade light and went straight out. Luo Huan’s body was wrong, and she was evasive, and her one Only one hand, actually put on the shoulder of the other side.

“Boom!” Si Ye slammed out, terrifying fists fell directly on Luo Huan’s body, but it seemed to hit the air, only to see Luo Huan’s body bent, just like a willow branch Bent down, and then a fierce bomb, the body rolled on the body of Si Ye.

“Roll.” Si Ye broke out of terrifying, and Astral Soul burst out and was violent.

Luo Huan’s body was spinning wildly. I didn’t know how many times I turned around. It was faster than the seventh night. The crowd found that Si Ye’s body seemed to be buried by the leaves. The speed of cutting is not as fast as the speed at which she rotates.

Mustang on the battle platform, Xiao Huan’s performance did not surprise him. In fact, only a few people know how much Luo Huan’s innate talent is. In normally, she always smiles, but the key moment. She always broke out with amazing strength.

Si Ye The whole person seems to be drowned, and the knife is gradually weakened until the people can hardly feel it. Luo Huan stops spinning, the sexy legs still hold each other’s head, and the endless vine willow branches will be completely Si Ye’s body was buried.

“It’s a dark horse again.”

Many people were amazed that Luo Huan had played such an amazing strength with the strange Astral Soul that many people didn’t like very well.

The combination of Astral Soul and Astral Soul in the weeping will be such a horrific way. Of course, this is not just a combination of pure Astral Soul, but also the strength of Luo Huan, which is perfectly combined.

“My elder sister, why don’t you say it soon?” Fan Le below bitterly, forgetting to take Luo Huan Senior Martial Sister!