The squat could no longer tolerate it. This was an extremely rude provocation. It was the same last time. The key was that he lost last time.

The fire in my heart has never burned to this level in my life.

boom--

The blood sting of heaven, the blood priest of the divine yang!

Thousands of blood stinged out of his body and turned around him. The Divine Sun of Blood Prison unfolded, instantly sweeping across the entire Blood-burning Colosseum, forging it into his blood-colored hell.

After coming forward, he used his magical powers and divine yang, which was much more powerful than the last time. Surrounded by the blood thorns of the heavenly way and blessed by the divine yang of the Blood Prison, the body that was not burly at this moment was like a ferocious beast in the starry sky. The fierce eyes, the body that could make a harsh sound with a gentle friction, was extremely dangerous.

Whoosh!

The Blood-burning Colosseum was not big, and he killed Li Tianming in this moment.

Tear!

The sound of breaking through the air is particularly harsh.

Everyone held their breath.

How will he deal with this situation?

In countless sights, Li Tianming was still very calm in the face of such violent threats.

Calcium flame!

bite!

A transparent and sharp sword appeared in his hands like this.

He pierced with a sword and met with Feng's fist again.

when!!

A harsh sound erupted.

Li Tianming was flew out and hit the inner wall of the Bloody Colosseum, but his falling posture was very elegant.

"Well?"

Although the fang was still moving, he frowned. When he raised his hand, he suddenly saw a bloody hole in his fist.

I remember the last time he almost broke the Donghuang Sword with one punch!

But now he was injured and bleeding when he had a first encounter. If he hadn't come forward, he would have been injured.

The fist is repaired again, but the pain is still there!

He gritted his teeth tightly, his eyes even more angry. The eyes that were exactly the same as Li Tianming stared at him, gritting his teeth and said, "You have the ninth-level order magic weapon?"

"Yes, you have a good foundation. If I brought my sword in last time, what's wrong with you?"

Li Tianming threw the Divine Sword. The transparent sword was shimmering, and the green bloodline appeared from the inside of the sword body, which seemed extremely evil. At this moment, Yingting discovered that although his fist was repairing, the blood vessels in his fist also turned green, which made him feel a cold pain in his body, and even spreading toward the inside of his body. What's more terrifying is that this pain cannot be repaired!

"Nineth level!"

The shop is even more resentful.

He didn't even get the ninth-level divine weapon.

Why is Li Tianming from Zi Yaoxing?

But he didn't know that the person who was shocking the most was not him, but everyone on Zi Yaoxing!

"Divine Sword--!!"

After Li Tianming returned, the biggest screams gathered together, almost piercing the realm of the Illusion Heaven.

Especially the practitioners of Zixiao Imperial Palace!

Once Li Tianming challenged the Sword of God’s Sin, but there was no following, and people thought it had failed.

Unexpectedly, he gave such a huge surprise at this time.

"That is the ninth-level order divine sword that cannot be conquered by Zixiao Imperial Palace in all dynasties!"

"Only a true born king can conquer the sword of God's sin!"

"I've said it long ago that he is the eternal miracle of our Zi Yaoxing..."

As expected, such a result will only make Li Tianming soar on the line of sentient beings on Zi Yaoxing. He put it in public at this time, and this is what he wants.

Of course, the perfect return of the king is to win the shop openly!

This made him, who had been calm, his heart burned.

"Then let's not play, just try the power!"

Li Tianming did not let Yinghuo and the others come out in dealing with these ghosts and gods. He summoned the Nine Era Divine Swords on the spot and used the first consciousness of the Divine Dao Tribulation Ten Thousand Swords of the Swords!

The ten thousand swords of magical sects are of course more powerful than the blood stings of heaven around you!

Ding Ding Ding!

Thousands of swords roar.

Buzz!

The frozen glaze tree, the heart of the blood-crying sword, the angry sky silkworm... The three eighth-level divine disaster sword energy rushed to the Divine Sin Sword. For a moment, the Yinhe Divine Sin Sin was completely activated. The three major divine disaster sword energy merged with the Yinhe Divine Sin Sin. Compared with the original combination of the Donghuang Sword and the Ice Clan Sin Sin, it is more than one level stronger.

"Facially unfashioned ghosts and gods, very strong?!"

Surrounded by thousands of swords, Li Tianming's long hair flew, and the storm of sword energy forged him into a peerless sword body. The dragon-shaped sword energy surrounded the sword body, the blood-crying sword energy of the sword heart, and the angry sword energy of the angry Tian Silkworm all jumped on the Divine Sin Sword.

"kill--!"

With a low growl, the skilled sword moves in his hand were released.

Six swords fusion!

The most terrifying one is the sin of Yinhe God. Li Tianming's sword body is just a bonus. Others' swords are integrated, and thousands of swords are swept across the body, like waves bursting, rushing towards the Red Jade Shop!

roar!

The Red Jade Shop let out a roar, the Divine Sun of Blood Prison shone, and the blood thorns around him condensed into a spear and pierced towards Li Tian.

His speed was terrifying, and the blood flashed and he rushed directly to Li Tianming.

call!

Li Tianming's eyes were cold.

The power of the gathering of the Divine Swords and the divine thoughts of the Ten Thousand Swords explodes!

boom!

Unexpectedly, the power of his move was stronger than his second consciousness of the divine deity.

However, during this period, the shop has not made any progress.

This is overwhelming!

Tear-!!

Yinhe God Sin and Wuxiang Ice Crystal, the Phantom's invisible but unparalleled sword transformed into a sharp peak, and directly strangled the blood sting of the Heavenly Dao. The Blood Prison Divine Yang, which torn apart by the spirit of thousands of swords, hit the body like a storm of sword energy.

Puff puff puff!

Ten thousand swords pierce the heart!

"Well?"

The white-haired boy panicked for a moment, and the white-haired boy looked cold and contempt. The sharp sword of the Divine Sin in his hand instantly pierced his steel face!

Buzz!

The shop exploded on the spot.

The smoke disappears!

I died this time more simply than last time.

Bang bang bang bang!

The blood sting of the Heavenly Dao, the Divine Yang of the Blood Prison, all collapsed and dissipated, and only Li Tianming was left in the entire Blood Burning Colosseum.

He raised the Sword of Divine Sin, blew off the blood on it, and looked calm, as if he had just experienced such a battle.

"Is the God Group at this level? It's not challenging at all."

The seemingly muttering complaints, the contemptuous attitude, instantly penetrated the hearts of the three-star faceless ghost gods of the Heavenly Dao.

Of course, it also ignited the fire of faith of Zi Yaoxing.

...

Chapter 8!

Today's birthday.

It's twenty-nine.

Looking back at the age of nineteen, I joined the army of online literature and wrote the first book "Xuandi".
To be continued...