Long Live the Wild Wife: The Black Bellied Evil King Against the Princess

It’s another five days of work!

In the past five days, the Emperor has once again advanced.

The higher the level, the more difficult it is to advance.

The spiritual power of these five days is not less than the last five days, only advanced to the third level.

From the original level of the gods to the level of the gods!

When he broke through to the eighth level of the gods, it seemed that even a strange air flow appeared in the colorful space, and the whole space could not stop sloshing.

"Oh, oh my god, go out, go out." The guardian elf appeared again from the side. This time, her face seemed to be more embarrassing.

"Sweetheart, what's wrong with you?" Feng Chuge was just surprised by the strength of the imperialism, and now he took a sweet look and slammed his eyes.

"Master, don't let this change come in again. If he comes in again, I guess I am going to become a little elf." The sweetheart cried and said, the wings behind him were waving weakly, one hand. It is even more powerful and pointing to the imperial dust. "There is too much aura he has learned. You see the colorful space, and now it’s like this. It’s obviously not tolerate it."

Yes, the ground of the colorful space at the moment is shaking violently, and it seems that an earthquake will occur.

"You are not saying that no matter what people or anything, can you come in?"

"This is just the first layer of space, my master." Sweetheart ran away. The first layer of space is being squeezed into ruins.

"The first layer of space is about to be ruined by that change. If he doesn't go out again, he will be completely absorbed by the aura, and it will be impossible to complete it."

Feng Chu song brows slightly.

"Well, master, take him out quickly, and never let him come in again. Unless you can open the second floor space." The guardian elf said, and the eyes flashed a few times.

The Fengchu song looked a little bit, but in the end, it was a light nod. "okay, I get it."

God level eight! !

This kind of strength is something that people on the entire Yuntian continent have never seen before.

Even if it is the Promise, it is also among the top players.

You must know that nowadays, the door of the infinitely burning Tianmen, the Xuanyuan War, one of the three masters of the Promise, is only at the 9th level of the gods.

And that Xuanyuan Yu Che, who believes that there is no genius, is only at the third level of the gods.

Ah no, Xuanyuan Yu Che, seems to have to advance!

At this time, in the Promise, Xuanyuan Yu Che looked at Jin Yuandan, who had a little bit of golden light in front of him, and his eyes flashed with full of joy.

Jin Yuandan! He was stolen from his father.

People in the realm of Xianling, once taking Jin Yuandan, will certainly be able to break through the first level and two levels.

This Jin Yuandan, at the beginning, was still under the heavy money of Xuanyuan, and he gave up a rudder to burn Tianmen. He finally asked for it from elsewhere, just to break through the fairyland and prepare...

In the dark room, Xuanyuan Yu carefully looked at the Jin Yuandan.

"Oh, Jin Yuandan, when I use it, I will certainly be able to go to the gods level 5, or even higher, the emperor is dusty, you wait for the move. I Xuanyuan Yu Che, definitely will not lose to anyone!"

In the darkness, the cold scorpion shone with a cold glow.

......

In the end, Xuanyuan Yu Che took the medicinal medicine, opened the lips, and slowly threw the medicinal medicine into his mouth.