Pirate’s Hell

The old man in a white robe is smiling.

"Someone got a gold heir?"

Something is incredible when a young man speaks.

This man is the son of death and controls the law of death.

"Yes, after infinite years, this time, a person has become the golden heir!" The old man in a white robe opened.

Suddenly, the faces of six people were ugly.

They are all arrogant, arrogant, and want to step on other mountains.

Now, let them listen to the arrogance of others, can they accept it?

Especially the son of death. He is the son of heaven. He is destined to be the pinnacle of the future. Looking at the people, can you listen to others?

"Predecessor, what if you don't obey?"

Ask the dead son.

"Don't listen, I will send you out to disqualify the silver heir!"

The white robe is very old.

This makes the six faces look ugly.

The opportunity to get there flies so quickly, willingness is more difficult.

"Also, don't make you verbal promises, but make **** oaths and listen to the opinions of the golden heir!"

The white robe is very old.

"Predecessor, if we are told to obey the golden heirs, it is not impossible, but if the other party thinks they are the golden heirs and made some excessive demands or some unsatisfactory demands, then we must comply?"

The unparalleled beauty asked.

"It's very simple. When you swear blood, you can attach some conditions. If the order issued by the other party conflicts with the conditions you added, you naturally don't have to obey or violate the oath. You are disturbed by blood!"

The white robe is very old.

The eyes of the six people flashed, and even so, they were unwilling.

The old man in a white robe turned his eyes and said, "Of course, I will give you the opportunity to give you twenty years. After twenty years, you can challenge the gold heir. If anyone can win, you can replace it. A new golden heir! "

"20 years

At this time, the eyes of all six people lit up.

For them, twenty years have passed.

Especially the dead son, he has enough confidence in himself, his peers can fight against anyone.

"Okay, I promised!"

The first opening of the Son of Death.

"Predecessor, can you show us what the golden heir looks like?"

At this time, Huang Ling opened her eyes with different colors.

Su Yi didn't come here, can Lu Ming's talent become his successor?

She is curious!

"of course can!"

The old man in white robe smiled and waved, and a figure appeared in the air.

This is Su Yi's figure.

"Su Yi!"

"This is Su Yi!"

Huang Ling and Long Chen, their eyes lit up.

"It's him?"

The son of death, his eyes shone with amazing light.

The same is true for several others.

"Sure enough, this person is terrifying!"

Another young man spoke.

Before the abyss, Su Yi took the first place, and later defeated the chaotic body. They had long thought of Su Yi.

"Predecessor, I promised!"

The wind is dusty, surprised, looking at the dragon and waste.

"The wind is clean!"

Long Chen opened his mouth, his face a bit solemn.

"This guy has no wind, looks like a piece of clothing, wait till he beats him to cry!"

Screaming blame, and showing a fierce light.

At this time, on the top of the mountain, there were other people in the sky. After arriving in Wasteland and Long Chen, several people were the arrogance of Tianjiao. The others are the Phoenix Palace, the gods and the gods of the Thunder God Sect.

At the same time, other Tianjiao Wind, Molang, Prince Jinwuer and others also arrived, standing behind the wind.

Both sides are arrogant and powerful, they meet in the air.

The volatility here naturally caused the arrogance of other peaks. This figure stands in the void, watching from a distance.

"It has no wind, and a lot of dust!"

"I will know that if the wind is clean and dusty, it will definitely be completed. It will not let Long Chen and others pass easily. Faced with wind and dust, I don't know how they will respond!"

"It seems that there must be another fierce confrontation!"

Many people speak and look forward to it.

Last time, Su Yi destroyed Jin Wu's grandmother. How does Fengyun treat it like Su Yi?

The wind was very slight and said: "You two are rare geniuses. Trust me and help me do things. I will make you my right arm and will not be bad to you!"

He still wanted to convince the wild power and Long Chen. If there are two kings, he will be able to occupy a place in the Yuanshan Temple.

"Help you do things? You still sneak in the urine, what are you?"

The blame directly screamed.

"It will only put people under pressure in this area, hope we believe it is ridiculous!"

Long Chen also sneered.

The same is the king body, they will rely on wind and dust.

Feng Wuchen, is there such a qualification?

Wind and dust can only be repaired to a higher level now. They just need to make a breakthrough and they will be repaired to catch up without worrying about him.

"I don't want to be stubborn, and then I have to look at it. What capital do you have in front of you?"

The dust-free face was hazy step by step, between the sky and the earth, the wind whistled, the endless wind of destruction appeared out of thin air, raging the world.

Every gust of wind is like the terrible destruction of the gods. In the cutting space, there is a path.

The wind is clean, and it is also a king. The law governing the law of destruction is the most sacred.

Although his training is the same as that of the Golden Prince, his combat effectiveness is stronger than that of the Golden Prince.

Long Chen and the absurd eyes are dignified, the sacred power of the body is running wildly, and the full power of the law has been exhausted. Violent gas is exposed, like two wild beasts crouching, they can burst out shocking blows at any time.

"damage!"

At this time, the wind is dust-free, a hand and a pressure, the terrible wind of destruction swept towards the power of Long Chen and waste.

prosperity! prosperity! .

Long Chen and the power of despair, at the same time, hands-on, continuous punching, the sky vibrates, and the air is completely compressed together, forming a terrible force, rushing to the wind of destruction.

In the sky, the explosion continued, and dozens of voices roared continuously. Long Chen and the wild body vibrated and flinched. "You can stop me, well, keep going!"

The windless body was wrapped in the wind and moved on. With each step, the wind is stronger, and the howling wind blows across the sky. The clouds in the sky have been blown away by the wind.

Two terrible tornadoes swept the field and the dragon.

"Powerful fist!"

The sound resounded in the sky, the sacred power of the dragon boiled, the fist was knocked out, and a huge Taikoo dragon appeared, squatting in the sky, stepping on the sky, and rushing forward. ..