Lu Morning Post’s own name
Ji Feng raised his hand and reached into the knife, meaning the condensation line, killing thoughts gathered around him. He seemed to find it quite interesting. He stretched his hand forward two inches, and a slight scratch appeared at his fingertips. Green blood jumped out like glittering jade.
"Zuwang? It’s really another realm. It’s a pity that you are injured."
Lu Chen felt that the other party was interested in testing the body part defense, which only broke his skin.
"You seem to have a lot of doubts."
The wind is not in a hurry to shoot, and the creatures outside the circle are still respectful and prostrate, but their eyes are full of desire.
One of their ancestors left that place, and nothing can stop them in this world.
The sweet soul of the lamb is special, and it is like a mellow old wine that makes people mouth watering.
"That’s true. For example, you seem surprised to see me. You should have seen him as strong as me."
Liu Chen really asked, as if the two sides were not going to fight, but met in a pub to discuss each other.
At the same time, the border guards or demons in the southeast and northwest all saw a common scene. The creatures outside the circle had been silent for a long time and attacked again. There were countless creatures outside the circle on display at the border, and they bared their teeth as if they couldn’t wait to rush in and kill them.
They are both confused and frightened. Is it true that the circle of Lu’s predecessors will soon fail?
Tu Tu Shan, Shandong Province, three masters heard the news and all of them went to Chengtou. They looked seriously at the green-haired man outside.
Shi Feng withdrew his feeler. "You’re not like him. He’s not a human being, but you really lived out of the limit."
Lu Chen thought thoughtfully. He knew that what Ji Feng said should be the immortal he had seen.
If so, didn’t the immortal overcome aging by living against the fate like himself?
He may have thought something wrong, taken an impossible road, but accidentally got through.
"Are those two outside the circle at this time?"
Liu Chen asked again
Shi Feng nodded and pointed to his chest. "Ten thousand years have passed since I was beaten out, but I haven’t recovered much from wanting to see him this time, just like me."
At that time, the wound on his chest was directly eroded by the wishful stick method, and no matter how strong his repair ability was, he stopped the wound
"What happened to them now?"
Lu Chen seems to be a student who asks questions.
Shi Feng was a little surprised. "Shouldn’t you be worried about yourself? Still miss those two? "
Liu Chen repeated the sentence "You are hurt".
Shi Feng laughed, "But you are getting old and your body is no longer at its peak."
Liu Chen silently said that both of them are not at their peak, but they are even worse. Not only do their physical attributes fall a little, but once the war lasts for a long time, heaven and man will die.
"I’ll go back and make mistakes after I stop talking."
Said Ji Feng, waving his sleeves for a moment, turning over the sky for a moment, breaking the sky all the year round, and the dense fog dispersed outside. The power of Wan Li Changyun was so powerful.
City leaders or demons have changed their colors. This is by no means a monster outside the circle. This is beyond people’s understanding of the strong!
The virtual collapse in everyone’s nervous eyes seems to have broken through all kinds of methods, and the meaning of the border knife has directly disintegrated.
Chengtou people or demons are heartbroken when they see this scene. Is this the peak outside the circle?
Even the elder Lu Chen’s knife can’t stop it?
The creatures outside the circle prostrated themselves and shouted "Zuwang Shenwei".
They look excited, but dare not go beyond it, not only because the ancestor king hasn’t given the password, but also because the old man sitting in the city head hasn’t moved.
When the air pressure in the broken sky approached the city head, the strangeness vanished, and a wave of confrontation concealed the murder, but it was resolved by both sides.
Draw a pear, hold the abyss in hand, and burst out the code. Lu Chen imposed many States to make her husband weak and slightly relieved.
Liu Chen sat cross-legged on Chengtou and cut a dark crack forward, like swallowing the sky and devouring the huge mouth and pouncing on the wind.
Lu Feng’s hands turned emerald green like a jade hand holding a circle in both hands. Gan Kun did his best to kill and kill. His figure was annihilated in the palm of his fingers, but he did not retreat, and a slight crack appeared on the earth.
He no longer speaks again and vibrates his sleeves all over this world. "Prepare to attack!"
As he spoke, Qian Weili rose from his body, and the force was as strong as the tide swept over the sky, and the residual knife meaning at the border of tens of thousands of miles was directly scattered and there was a gap
Ji Feng’s words are to say to the creatures outside his local circle that he doesn’t need to tell the winner with this man soon. If the creatures outside the circle can get in, they will win.
Today, the origins of creatures outside the offensive circle are all from five ancestors, and these creatures devour people’s souls and feed back the ancestors.
In this way, the confrontation at the other end will be the winner.
Today, they are also taking risks to divide him to break the boundary of the circle. If the balance tilts, they will win.
People and demon who appear loopholes everywhere suddenly fall into despair when they see those creatures coming out of the circle.
Forty years ago, they lost to the enemy, but they still lost to the enemy today. It is said that Lu Chen’s predecessors are also in crisis. Who can save them again?
As far as they are concerned, when the biological history of today’s circle is coming to an end, the first creatures outside the circle are strangled by that knife.
Lu Chen, the head of the eastern city of Tu Shan, got up and was still tall and straight, just like the iron wall in front of all beings, but it looked a little old again.
He was distracted and let the knife show the power of aging again, never letting go of this gap.