Chapter 170 White of Dreams [2013 Happy!]

I haven't been in a good mood today. I have been working hard for three months, nearly 540,000 words, not many, not many, and the clicks are not ideal. Mumuxi has a job and insists on 5,000 words every day. It's really tiring. After watching the New Year's Eve party for half a night, I don't know if it was a coincidence or the New Year is coming, and there is a trace of hope in my heart. 。。。 Mumuxi knows that he still needs to practice in all aspects.

In 2013, I wish you all a safe life~~~ So far, there are about 80 friends who have clicked. As I said, Xiang Yu 28 can ride, and Mumuxi 80 prodigal son can also... May you help Muxi~~~ I beg you to boldly say Xiaoxi's shortcomings. Not surprisingly, Muxi will finish "Tao Shuai" in one breath...

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Just the battle of the strongest in the day after tomorrow shocked a group of innate warriors. The woman in purple is called yew. When fighting, it is direct and fierce, and the control, strength, speed and timing of the move are perfect.

"Dream White, do you still want to escape?" The woman in purple intercepted the man in white and said coldly.

"His name is Meng Zhibai. It's so strange." Jiang Xiaonan had a sugar-coated haws in his left hand and a Sydney popsicle in his right hand, and he was very happy to eat.

Flame also looked at the three people in a stakingly, as if Ji Shaojun, who was originally the most optimistic, had a trend at the bottom at this moment.

Dream White said, "Get out of the way... yew."

"Well, I don't have any relatives or friends anyway, so just kill me." The blood in the fir's body was boiling, but Meng Zhibai killed her.

Boom...!

"What's going on?" Suddenly, there was a loud noise in the void, and the atmosphere of heaven and earth fluctuated violently.

"Someone is going to advance?"

Ji Shaojun stretched out his arms and closed his eyes, as if he had embraced the earth and the sky. He was ten miles away, and his vitality rolled in and entered his body.

His almost exhausted Dantian began to appear wis of golden true yuan, non-five elements, full of fighting desire and dragon spirit.

Xiaonan's mouth grew, and the sugar-coated haws in her mouth fell to the ground. The saliva was like a leather band, ticking, and also fell to the ground.

"He...he turned out to be so strong!"

Not only is Xiaonan shocked, but also the flames are stunned. At least he is the fourth. The gap will be so big.

No one bothered him. The young man in white turned around calmly and stared at Ji Shaojun's changes.

"He has some potential."

Everyone looked sideways and looked at Meng Zhibai. What is this? Is it the elder's evaluation of the younger generation?

The corners of the fir's mouth raised and said, "Of course it's not as good as you."

This sentence made it clear that everyone dispersed one after another, leaving more space for the three people to fight.

Taishi Gongbi: Kyushu Sun and Moon, Yuhuang City, July 7, martial arts at the top, three people dominate under the innate realm, extraordinary combat power, beyond the reach of extraordinary people.

His cultivation of the secret method passed on by Hua Intentionally belongs to the category of magical power. Although it has made a breakthrough, it has not caused a loud momentum, but people who are careful may notice that the tip of Taishi's pen seems to have a trace of purple light, and his handwriting, as if it were a fish, will come alive and jump out of the water.

Life and death in hand.

If his cultivation improves again and condenses his congenital innocence, he can draw a tiger into a tiger, draw a dragon into a dragon, and move towards a special way of cultivation.

The so-called 3,000 avenue, hundreds of millions of paths, Taoism and Taoism can become immortals. Taishi Gong has a strong heart and is the only choice for cultivating immortals.

In this sudden state, everyone's situation is different. Some swallow slowly, some are violent and fast. No one can say a standard. Maybe it has something to do with my mental skills.

Ji Shaojun slowly floated, his black hair flew, and his combat effectiveness seemed to rise at the speed of the naked eye. His potential was indeed human.

"Laughing Proud Dragon, Change!"

He looked down at tens of thousands of warriors indifferently, and his eyes turned golden. With a roar, he stimulated the blood of the demon dragon, and a trace of golden blood began to burn.

Under everyone's eyes, golden scales appeared on his body surface, his tailbone also grew a thick golden dragon tail, and a pair of dead wood-like dragon horns were born on the top of his head. Everything was so dazzling...

At this moment, the scorching sun in Kyushu has lost its color, all sentient beings have held their breath, and their black hair has also turned into gold. When he completely changed, heaven and earth seemed to be crazy, with him as the center, forming a white whirlpool.

Taishi Gong's pen made flowers, recording with one hand and painting with the other. Haiyu next to him helped put paper, and began to evaluate Ji Shaojun's combat effectiveness, who changed the "laughing and proud dragon body".

Combat effectiveness is a comprehensive concept achievement, including my strength, combat environment, combat luck, etc. It is also something that is changing anytime and anywhere. It can only be used as a reference. For example, a ten-year-old child, assuming that his combat power is 1, and now give him a pistol, his combat effectiveness will be straight in line. It rises to about 90.

Haiyu said in horror, "Just now, his combat effectiveness is less than 3,000, and now it has reached 9,000, and it is still improving."

Since he saw Taishi's work "The Legend of Kyushu", he has also written a set of books to evaluate the combat effectiveness of life in the world, called "Battle Force Map".

Xiaonan is quite familiar with this. Although she doesn't admit it, she admires it in her heart.

Xiaonan's saliva finally dripped and said, "Cuckold, you said that my battle is only more than 1,900. How could he reach 30,000? That has surpassed the innate warriors."

According to the regulations of Haiyu, generally, the battle peak of the acquired warriors is about 1,000, and few of them are more than 1,000. Those who can reach 1,500 are geniuses once in 500 years, and those who exceed 2,000 points are all heroes and demons.

Because of the flame's bloodline, it only lacks means, so its combat effectiveness is only more than 2,300 points at present. For ordinary people, it is already a perverted existence. Compared with a little more combat effectiveness, it takes a lot of effort. Of course, except for the unstable external forces, environment and luck.

combat effectiveness is divided into two types. One is "static ** combat effectiveness", in other words, it is the most real strength, and the other is the "dynamic strongest combat effectiveness". The highest combat effectiveness that breaks out during the battle, one is the lowest point and the highest point, which is the more realistic combat effectiveness.

zi shan looked at the soaring golden humanoid Tyrannosaurus and said coldly, "A little blood power will let you see what is the real strong man."

Boom!

She suddenly punched, without gorgeous congenital innocence. What was terrible was that everyone felt a shocking power to hit it.

"Why, how can she know the master's unique skill?" Xiaonan suddenly stared at the purple and said softly.

The flame also frowned. At the moment when the yew broke out, she actually felt a sense of danger.

Bum!

In mid-air, the golden light was dazzling. Ji Shaojun hummed, and the whole whirlpool of vitality was scattered, and the whole person flew dozens of meters before falling down.

"How is that possible!?" The sea rain was shocked.

Tens of thousands of people present were puzzled. With an inexplicable punch, Ji Shaojun, whose momentum was still improving, was blown out.

Haiyu grabbed Xiaonan, who ate the popsicle and said, "You said that Hua Wuxin will also do this. Tell me what's going on?"

"Let go, the master showed me once the other day, just like a woman in purple, but my master's 'dominate legs' are more powerful." Xiaonan said with a calm face.

What was present? Xiaonan's words made everyone look at her. Who is her master?

Asequoia also looked at the cute girl eating popsicle and said coldly, "Who is your master?"

Xiao Nan was not afraid of the yew and stared at her and said, "If you want to ask me who my master is, then tell me who your master is first?"

"Interesting girl, who is your master? When I solve that guy and catch you, your master will naturally come to me, hehe." The yew didn't hide it and laughed wildly.

Wh!

A golden light suddenly flashed, and then there was a violent sound from the void. It turned out that Ji Shaojun killed him back.

Meng Zhibai, a young man in white, looked at Xiaonan and said, "Go home quickly and find your master."

After saying that, he turned his head and left.

"The Seven-Star Warrior!"

Bang, bang, bang, bang!

The yew roared, and purple light kept shining in the void.

"Hmm, break it!"

Ji Shaojun's dragon tail swept, and the vitality gathered all over his body. Unexpectedly, he broke through a change and fought with yew.

Zhuge Xiaohei's face began to turn black. He came to Yu Hong and sighed, "This is the son of the demon dragon girl's family. He is very talented."

"Ha ha, I just think this woman in purple is worth attracting, Xiaohei, what do you think?" Yu Hong looked at Zhuge's little underworld.

Zhuge Xiaohei just shook his head, but said in his heart, "This Yuhong is too ambitious. He knows that this woman is mysterious, but he still recruits, arrogant and can't plan with it."

"Hahaha, Master Yu's high opinion."

At this time, Ji Shaojun on the battlefield also showed the unique knowledge of the family's blood. For a while, yew was beaten and retreated.

"Dragon Emperor dominates the sky!"

A golden dragon claw was caught from the air, and a clattering sound came from the void. The yew was suddenly knocked out, and five horrible blood marks appeared on the left arm.

"Domineering, okay, okay, you're fine." At this moment, yew is extremely cold, and the claw marks on his left arm have recovered at a naked eye-like speed.

Zhuge's little black eyes moved. This ability was unforgettable in the Temple of War. Hua Wuxin's situation at that time was exactly the same as that of this woman in purple.

"What skills have they practiced to reach such a abnormal level of resilience?"