"How can you feel about the wild arms?"
Emperor Yin holds the mixed yuan clock in high spirits and returns to the former confident enemy state.
Chapter one thousand and thirty-seven Poor physical strength
"It’s just a broken clock."
Su Mo smiled indifferently. "I’ll come to give you the end today!"
He touched the bag in the palm of his hand and lifted the crack day knife out.
Su Mo left hand holding the accident violet right hand carrying crack day knife homicidal striding towards the emperor Yin killed in the past!
Hua!
Violet swaying Xiaguang diffuse towards the emperor Yin played again in the past.
Emperor Yin’s mouth is slightly warped, and his figure is like a mountain. He holds the mixed yuan clock in his left hand and injects mana. The fog around the mixed yuan clock is big!
When!
Nature violet mixed yuan bell crashed together and broke out again.
But then the battlefield sounded a brotherhood of the Wolf will press the clock!
See Su Mo backhand waving crack day knife to cut out a heavy knife shadow. generate is a ghost crying knife, a purgatory knife, and a counter-current knife!
Multiple artistic conception fusion!
A huge purgatory emerged in the battlefield, and the blood river surged inside, and the magic shadow gave a horrible cry!
I don’t know when there is an ancient stone mace in the palm of Emperor Yin’s hand. It’s bloody and threatening!
"break!"
Emperor Yin roared, and the wind roared with a moving stone mace, and a burst of wailing shook the world!
Others heard this sound and felt nothing, but Su Mo felt a shock in his heart.
He has dragon blood in his veins.
For this kind of mourning, his heart actually resonated!
This is the dragon plaintive sound!
Boom Boom Boom
Emperor Yin’s qi and blood broke out, and the stone mace directly smashed the purgatory that had just condensed into pieces!
Stone mace hits crack day knife and sparks fly!
Su Mo felt a shock.
Kaka, Kaka!
Crack day Dao emerges with clear cracks!
This innate Taoist multiplier, which comes from the extreme fire hand, was once smashed by Emperor Yin’s stone mace, and its light was dim!
"It’s a dragon mace!"
Lin Xuanji look dignified exclaimed.
Emperor Yin nodded and said, "It’s worthy that the younger brother of Xuanji Palace has a good eye!"
"Brother Su, be careful. This dragon mace is an ancient weapon. Although it has no rank, it is indestructible and has wounded the dragon!"
Lin Xuanji quickly woke up and said, "That bloody face is dragon blood!"
Su Mo recalled that Ye Tiancheng, a thousand cranes tea party, moved the stone hammer. It seems that this dragon mace material is somewhat similar.
Lin Xuanji heart is a terror.
Fortunately, he didn’t fight hard with Emperor Yin, otherwise it would be necessary for these weapons to be sacrificed, and he might drive the crane west.
"Huang Wu, you are the most dependent on the multiplier and it is difficult to threaten me. What other means do you have!"
Emperor Yin looked cold and imposing, and his left hand held the mixed yuan clock, and his right hand ate the dragon mace and killed Su Mo!
Boom
Sue ink palm once again will move out XuanCiShan fall two people side.
But the speed of Emperor Yin is not reduced at all!
"Hehe"
Emperor Yin sneered, "Xuanci Mountain has no idea about the mixed yuan clock and the dragon mace. I chose the instrument after I stepped into Yuan Ying’s territory to defeat you!"
Hearing this sentence, many monks are cold in their hearts.
It takes a lot of resentment and scheming to choose the instrument when you step into Yuan Ying’s territory.
They suddenly realized that Su Mo had a saying that’s right.
He has become a demon of Emperor Yin!
This war is Diyin’s last chance.
See the emperor assumed easily across the Xuan magnetic mountain Su Mo didn’t panic.
Since Xuanci Mountain, let’s fight!
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