Chapter 52; Eight hundred miles of thunder

Nine thunder bombarded the heavenly way. One of the three ancient martial arts holy land tactics created by the sage Alsace at the age of chaos. In those years, Zhuang Yi's name was like a vicious spirit, which was deeply rooted in the minds of all his enemies.

Eight hundred miles of thunderstorm!

Qin Xiaoxiao's death, although Feiya, the blood count, said that he had a way to make Qin Xiaoxiao not die, but in Han Bai's heart, Qin Xiaoxiao died because of his own death. At that time, Han Bai was deeply sad and hated his lack of strength, and today Qin Xiaoxiao died? That's because Han Bai was ruthless. He failed Han Bai's youth and the best time of a fancy girl.

The thunder power promoted to Gangqi in Han Bai's body is like a rushing sea, and the wind power is more violent, as if it has been against the demon corpse for a long time. Those who are close to Zhu are close to the ink are black, and the wind power advocates freedom and yearning for freedom. Now, it has changed to be the wind power in Han Bai's body. ... Fury, barbaric, unrestrained, like fire, invaded the waves, and gushed out crazily from the sea of Han Bai's knowledge, scattered in a ripple shape, and continuously attracted thunder and spread at a terrible speed, with Han Bai as the origin of a hundred miles.

"West wind enemy, I, Han Bai, will never die with you today!"

Han Bai tried his best.

Han Bai was angry.

For many years, since Han Bai had the ability, he has been working hard all the time. He is doing his best in every even or overwhelming battle. Today, he is different. He is fighting for Qin Xiaoxiao. He is making the final retention and winning for a lost beauty. This belief is in Han Bai's mind. Unhereated desire, this is a bet, there is no loss for both sides, some are just one side to be eliminated, and forever, permanently eliminated in the six paths.

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In Kaiyuan College, next to the nine Optimus Prime, there stands a row of strong men. Those strong people include the lich king from the underworld, the armored dragon beast above the evil star, the power angel Pars of the Holy Spirit world, and the Northern Emperor Tianfeng smile in the human world. They belong to different camps and kill each other for their own racial beliefs. Young people, but today this... It's a big disaster, since it's not easy for these strong men to stop making peace for the time being.

"Look, the surface of the water is turbulent."

I don't know who shouted, and the spirits of several strong men next to the nine Optimus Prime were refreshed. More than a dozen powerful spiritual forces were exploring the sea in the distance, trying to sense some clues.

"Bat... Bats, not lions, my God, what are those? Are they foreign beasts? It's really..."

Next to the Beihuang Tianfeng smile, a member of the duty department shouted palely and was suddenly stared at by a hundred miles around him. Only then did he find that there was a famous alien beast standing near him, an iron armored dragon beast.

The iron armored dragon beast turned into a big man with thick eyebrows. He knew the surprised eyes of the people around him and snorted coldly; "Those are not my family. This time, the tidal castle, my demon world only sent a legion. As for me, the goal is to kill the rebels. My master doesn't care about the tidal castle at all. How can we send a large number of soldiers?

"How do those monsters explain what the War Dragon said?"

By Xiao Xiang's side, the force angel Pars questioned with a cold face, in exchange for the contemptuous smile of knowledge of the iron armored dragon beast. Fortunately, Xiao Xiang wanted to deal with it, which did not let the two strong men stage a world war at Kaiyuan College.

"I've heard that Dr. Xin is a leader in the field of science in the human world, and I don't know what to think of those monsters."

Pointing to the "monster" hovering on the sea of clouds, he turned into a human form, and his gloomy and terrible face looked like a deep Lich king Coristine was interested in looking around him and hearing his heart. This famous human doctor, his well-known lich king, has heard a lot about it even in the underworld. You should know that every few years, they will send some strong men to invade their respective worlds to show their strength. The power ruling produces all kinds of powerful and strange power weapons are still remembered by thousands of creatures in the underworld. New.

With a faint smile, he looked at Zhu Hou on the right side of his eyes. He turned around and humbly bowed to Collistine and said, "Your Excellency the Lich King is famous in the world. He is only an ignorant child. He never dares to play with an axe in front of the power. As for the things in front of him, he thinks that the Lich King has a resolution in his heart. It's better for you to come to Let's explain."

Hearing the humility and courtesy of his heart, the lich king Coristine was very satisfied in his eyes. His gloomy face was like a pool of stagnant water, splashing a trace of ripples, which inadvertently rose at the corners of his mouth. At the same time, he said seriously, "If my guess is correct, those monsters are the existence of the legend, and their strength is only high-level water. Accurate, but they can reproduce without restrictions, and the strength of the child body is more terrible than that of the mother body.

in a word!

Coristine's guess is right. Those monsters are the Tiansha people. Their birth comes from the resentment of the strong people who have accumulated hundreds of years in the tidal castle. If Kaiyuan College does not open the unparalleled two arrays in advance, the consequences... Unimaginable.

"Is that legend true? Zhuang Yi, the heavens, they..."

An old but extremely loud voice sounded around the strong, talking to Han Bai's "old acquaintance". He hated, hated and really regarded the wind and waves of his relatives.

The murderous gas from the underworld Coristine and the evil iron armored dragon beast instantly enveloped the wind and waves, including the force angel Pars beside Xiao Xiangyu, who looked particularly cold.

Only the wind and waves of the semi-sacred rank naturally can't stop the murderous spirit of the two strong men. An old face is pale and terrible, and his feet are constantly trembling, but the wind and waves clenched their teeth tightly. When he dies, he can't take a step back. If he dies, he can't fall to the ground, because of his father, his father's father's Fengxiao, Beihuang Tianfeng laughs, and one was People who are resentful dare to provoke the supreme with their own small lives.

"He is my son!"

In a gentle sentence, without any emotional factors, it is even as if the leader is making a boring speech. It is difficult to imagine what the connotation is in it, but it is this sentence that the murderous atmosphere around the wind and waves has disappeared. The two strong men, including Pars, are stiff, behind their backs, a little cold Sweat is overflowing unconsciously.

Feng smiled, and the Northern Emperor Tianfeng smiled and spoke. His eyes were staring at the Tiansha clan in the distance, who desperately wanted to break through the unparalleled two arrays, as if he had not found a word at all, making the atmosphere present extremely strange.

"Oh... Ha ha, the tiger father has no dog son, and he is sanctified in one step. It's good for the Northern Emperor**.

Coristin barely squeezed out a smile, while the armored dragon beast's eyes dodged to the sea of clouds. Only Pars, the unruly eyes of the power angel of the Holy Spirit, stared at the wind and smiled coldly.

"My son with Fengxiao is right or wrong. As long as he is my son with Fengxiao, heaven dares to destroy, I will kill the sky, shake the earth, and I will slaughter the earth!"

Looking back, Feng smiled coldly and looked at Pars, his old face, red wine-snot, and it was such an old man whose lower body had been buried in the earth. His words, Pars, the powerful angel carrying supreme glory, trembled all over, and his eyes seemed to be afraid as if he had seen the devil in the abysss.

"Don't quarrel, look, there's someone, it seems, isn't that a little egg? Jin B2, I greet your ancestors. The little egg hurt half a hair, and I will kill you. Zhuhou's bloated body suddenly jumped three feet high, pointing to Jin Buer, who was scared as if a chicken cub had met an eagle. If it weren't for his height, I'm afraid that Zhu Hou's slap would have fallen on his face.

"All the ion destruction cannons are ready for me. Targets, monsters, eggs are injured, and all your mother will be buried with me." Being scolded and angry by Zhu Hou, Jin Bu'er reacted and waved and roared at the members of the power mechanical system standing behind him. At the same time, under the eyes of everyone's expectation, Beihuang Tianfeng laughed.

Above the sea of clouds, there is a red lace-rimmed flying carpet carrying Zhang Ziyang, who has been in a coma, Feiya who has been in a coma, Shen Bingyan who has been in a coma, and Xue Xiaodan who is highly nervous, and a person who no one has thought of, the head of the God's Scourge, and the head of the corpse clan.

The flying carpet like a cocoon-broken butterfly broke through the surface of the water and rushed straight to the high altitude of the sea of clouds. When he saw the bloodthirsty eyes of the Tiansha people all over the sky looking at him, Xue Xiaodan was entangled. His young heart really couldn't stand this wave of unfinished blows. He reluctantly took out the thunder cannon and looked at it with self-love and self-pity. The old man in black robe nodded encouragingly and made Xue Xiaodan jump angrily.

"Mother, ten years of life, Grandpa Pa, hey, Grandpa Pa, I know you love the little egg the most, this time..."

Xue Xiaodan rubbed his palms and looked at the genuine annihilation thunder cannon in front of him with a hippie smile, but this time the annihilation thunder cannon didn't seem to be so easy to talk, motionless, as if he had had had enough of Xue Xiaodan's thick skin to match his buttocks.

"Little egg has no time, fire!"

"Fuck you, let's have a ten-year life. You have a good time, and you can consume it like this."

Xue Xiaodan shouted and scolded Yunsi angrily. At that time, when he rushed out of the capital of desire, he met Yunsi who turned back to find the young master. Several people were chased by dozens of Tiansha people. Xue Xiaodan used a thunder cannon to completely consume its energy that had been stored for hundreds of years. Now if again Xue Xiaodan will definitely pay the price of ten years of life.

"If you don't come, I will come. I'm already impatient to live. The young master has now become like this. They are all old slaves who are not well taken care of. I'm going to find the master, plead him for his guilt, and let me come."

Walking to Xue Xiaodan's side, Yunsi's old tears choked. When he saw Zhang Ziyang's current appearance, his heart had been completely broken, and the glory of the corpse family was completely submerged in the long river of history. His corpse old slave had lost his final goal.

"Go, no, Grandpa Yunsi, I'm sorry, I said something wrong just now, or I'll do it, Uncle Yang, Uncle Yang, he will definitely get better."

After all, Xue Xiaodan's heart was soft-hearted. Before grabbing Yunsi, he pressed his palm on the thunder cannon. He was about to communicate with the soul of the thunder cannon to launch a blow. Suddenly, their group only felt a moment of weightlessness. The evil people in the sky seemed to have encountered something strange and became restless. As soon as the scenery turned, Xue Xiaodan saw a familiar face.

"Grandpa Zhuhou!"

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"Zhang, Zhang Ziyang, isn't this the little girl of the city owner? Han Bai, Han Bai.

Before everyone came to ask Xue Xiaodan what had happened, Yuehen anxiously fell down in front of the flying carpet and asked Han Bai's whereabouts. Seeing that everyone around him looked at him eagerly, Xue Xiaodan was nervous. Since he squeaked a few times, he was so scared that he couldn't speak.

"Han Bai is still fighting against the left magic west wind because he is still in the tidal castle in advance, and he doesn't know whether he will live or die."

The speaker was Pia, the count of the blood clan. When the voice fell, the moon marks were dull on the spot. The wind and waves around her hugged his wife tightly and comforted her softly.

"Eight hundred miles of thunderstorms!"

Boom!

The continuous loud noise, the terrible power broke out from the bottom of the sea of clouds, and a huge mushroom cloud covering almost half of the sea of clouds was rising, extinguishing the ashes and smoke burned by the thousands of days of evil people who were still trying to break through.

"Well, what kind of power is that?"

"Zhuang, Zhuang Yi's nine thunderbolt the heavenly road, my God, he is really not dead."

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