Great Slaughter System

boom! ! !

The whole world seems to be broken and violently shaken.

But this world is the world of Zihua Xianwang. Before she died, even in a strong battle, it would not let the world collapse.

After the phoenix appeared, the sea of ​​fire in the real world began to boil.

Those flames that were originally red and **** turned into purple.

"Purple magic fire."

Shen Lang whispered.

Since he saw the purple flame on the phoenix, he guessed the origin of the flame. This purple sacred fire is said to be the unique flame of the phoenix. It can burn the heavens, even if it is the character of the celestial king, if it is purple Extremely raging, there is also the risk of being refining.

The strength of Shen Lang is still some distance from the strong king, so he dare not let the purple flames touch, but the crazy instinct of the body, forming a field to prevent the purple flame from smearing.

call! ! !

The Buddha's body of Shen Lang was wrapped in a purple flame, and was burned into nothingness in an instant, dissipating between heaven and earth.

The field of Shen Lang has been eroded by the purple flame, and the field of Shen Lang has not played much of a role. This purple fire is really nothing.

Just as the purple flame was about to break through the dark waves, Shen Lang calmed down and stood in the void and looked at the phoenix's pair of cold eyes.

Then the figure of Shen Lang gradually disappeared, and finally disappeared between heaven and earth.

At the last moment, Shen Lang contacted the big dream and returned to the main world.

Seeing the disappearing waves, the phoenix roared up in the sky, and the whole world shook.

As the snoring fell, the phoenix gradually narrowed and eventually became the Purple King.

"Shen Lang, I remember you." A cold voice drifted between the heavens and the earth.

In the room of Yan Ruyu, the figure of Shen Lang suddenly appeared, just appeared, Shen Lang almost fell to the ground weakly.

With his current strength, against the characters of Zihua Xianwang, it is still too strong, and now the Zihua Xianwang is not in its heyday. If the Zihua Xianwang returns to its heyday, it does not know how terrible it will be. It is estimated to be stronger than Guan Sheng.

Shen Lang took out the energy ball that imprisoned Yan Ruyu, and spit it out, untied the seal, and sent the **** of Yan Ruyu into her body.

With the return of the Yuanshen, Yan Ruyu also woke up in a faint manner.

Yan Ruyu stood up from the bed and asked with concern: "Frank, are you okay?"

Although Yan Ruyu’s Yuanshen was sealed, but she did not lose consciousness, Shen Lang’s battle with the Zihua Xianwang, she looked in her eyes, and knew that Shen Lang had taken a lot of risks for her, and her heart rose with tenderness. .

Shen Lang raised his hand and stroked Yan Ruyu's cheek. He smiled and said: "It's okay, it's just that the infuriating is too much, it's a little weak, just restore it."

At this time, Tianze Zhenlong and others heard the movement and came in. "Emperor, are you okay?"

Shen Lang shook his head. "Nothing. This time, I played against the Zihua Xianwang. Let me know the approximate strength of the Xianwang strong. If you encounter the Xianwang strong, you must be careful, with your current strength. I have to be almost."

Tianze Zhenlong and others nodded. They were all peerless and strong. They were very confident about their strength. Although they reminded them of the waves, they didn’t care much, even Huangfu and Tiance Zhenlong both. Thinking about it, I want to fight with the King of the Kings now.

Shen Lang shook his head, these people's minds, how could he not know, but he did not say anything, he also has confidence in these people, although the Xianwang strong is stronger than them, but when it is really desperate, the victory is really true. Hard to say.

If the true gods can achieve the fairy body, they may become the strong king directly, and the broken strong is equivalent to the ordinary immortal, but the difference between them is a fairy, and of course an important one is The power of the source, Shen Lang is ready to solve the real thing in Zhenwu, he needs to take the power of the source for his own, with the power of the source, his strength, his strength will certainly be on the next floor.

As for how to get the power of the source, Shen Lang already has some ideas. He can try to look for those small worlds. The power of the small world is still in a weak hour. As long as he can find the position of the source, he will Grasp and win.

The power of the source is the foundation of a world. If the power of the source is lost, there will be a natural disaster in the world, and finally it will be destroyed. However, Shen Lang will not control those. He only knows that he must be strong before he can maintain peace.

Three days later, the sky above the real domain of the Zhenwu continent suddenly broke through a gap, and then numerous figures came out of it.

Those people are the strongest of the above, and Tianze Zhenlong and Huangpu have jointly opened up space channels to help the strong people of the land to stabilize the space and facilitate the passage.

Shen Lang wore an emperor's robe, but there was no mask on the face of the Emperor of Heaven, and an emperor's robe was matched with a demon-like appearance. Shen Lang was more like a monarch who ruled the world and controlled the beings.

"But all the people of Ji, who don't stay, and the blood-killing hall, will find me as soon as possible. Unless they are not in the real world, they will be the only ones in the Jedi. I have to dig them out."

Shen Lang looks cold and screams.

"Yes, the emperor." Pangban and others clashed with each other.

The demon emperor and other ghost emperors, but did not say anything, Shen Lang's words are not said to them, this little thing ~ www.wuxiahere.com ~ still not their shot, and they will not be separated, they will not calculate Better than others, they are only responsible for killing people.

The emergence of the local government, so that the vast middle of the domain, enveloped a laminated atmosphere.

Some people with agile minds have already asked the hurricane.

The dry martial arts have already gathered all their forces into the imperial city. Some civilians living in the imperial city have been dispelled. The people here are the backbone of the martial arts empire.

"Hey!!"

A burst of geeky laughter spread throughout the imperial city, the sky suddenly darkened, rolling black clouds, rolling in the sky, like boiled boiling water.

Hey! ! !

A bolt of lightning fell from the dark clouds, connecting the whole world, and the world was bright for a moment, but as the lightning passed away, the heavens and the earth darkened again.

Rumble! ! !

When the lightning just left, the sky began to be violent, lightning and thunder, and the thunder and the other came down from the sky. The scene was like the end of the world.

A drop of rain fell from the sky and fell on the highest temple in the imperial city.

A man in a golden robes with a majestic face, reaching out from the window and catching the falling raindrops.

"Your majesty, clear weather, how suddenly became like this?" asked a gray-haired eunuch, screaming.

Through the window, the real dragon looked at the distant horizon and smiled: "Because they are coming."

Yes, this man wearing a robes is one of the four halls of the Yongsheng Hall. The master of the Dragon Temple, the Emperor of the Dragon, is also the Emperor of the Emperor of the Wu Empire. Mobile users please browse and read, a better reading experience.

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