The Alchemist God - Chapter 690

"Boy, what do you want to do?"

The palm of the hand swayed and smashed a sleek rifle. The voice was very cold and said: "Give me a hand, do you want to smash the whole tongue?"

"Go away."

Lin Muyu’s voice is even colder: “Don’t want to die, don’t influence me.”

"I heard that you are looking for Qin Yin?" Fujun smiled coldly.

"What about it?"

"Qin Yin's little girl has been sent to the secluded spring by our Donglin ghost emperor. Her life has reached the end, no need to reincarnation. Why, do you want to challenge the ghosts and squats?"

"What do you say?!" Lin Muyu suddenly stopped the offensive against the ground, and his heart became a mess. He asked: "Is Xiao Yin sent to the Horizon?"

"Yes, something before an hour, now her soul should have been decayed into loess in the secluded spring!" Fu Jun looked at Lin Muyu's grief and indignation, and felt that there was a twisted pleasure in his heart, laughing. Road: "How... Is she your woman? Haha, interesting and interesting, but today is not only your woman is gone, even your life, Lao Tzu wants! A **** in the district, dare to make a prestige in the ghost domain Fortunately, I see that you are alive and tired, come on, let you see how powerful I am!"

The tip of the pistol shook gently, and suddenly opened a milky white wind law flower, the power of the force, this is actually a palace with a **** respect!

Lin Muyu stabilized his mind, although this style of Fengjun said that Qin Yin was sent to the secluded spring, but it is not necessarily true, he must be calm, first pass the front of this point.

Behind the wind-shaped Fujun, a group of ghost dragon lords and ghosts yelled: "The prefecture is a mighty man, killing this stinky boy, and dare to sneak into the ghost domain, it is simply looking for a dead end!"

Lin Muyu is no longer clear. The madness of the monarch in the ghost field is undoubtedly because the power of the stranger in the ghost domain will be restrained by death. Even the power that God can display in the ghost domain will be greatly reduced. It is not bad for the **** to come to the ghost domain to display 50% of the power, and the character of his supreme is higher than more than one product, and it can be used to sacrifice 80% of the force. Almost, killing this wind-shaped palace is more than enough.

"Death!"

The wind-shaped prince was in front of a conflict, and the body was opened with a huge field of gas field nets. It was like a rope, and it was constantly tied to Lin Muyu’s body. At the same time, he slammed his hand and went straight to Lin Muyu’s heart. Is this a blow to the commandment?

"Think beautiful!"

Lin Muyu couldn't help but smile. The field gas field whizzed out and directly blew away the pressure in the field created by the wind-shaped Fujun. The star sword swept past the chest with lightning. "When" a Martian splashed, the other side would The long gun shook open, while the left palm condensed into a knife, deceived, containing the flames is a fierce blow hit the other's shoulder.

"Hey!"

The flames splashed, the wind-shaped prince ate a big loss, and the shoulders came with severe pain. Lin Muyu’s shot was a twenty-wave wave shock, which made him very difficult to suffer, but after all, the wind-shaped prince was able to turn around and turn around. Use the cone at the end of the gun to go straight to Lin Muyu's lower abdomen.

The Dragon Blood War Shield instantly condenses, and it is hard to block the wind-shaped prince's blow, but just as the power dissipates, a faint wind rushes from the surroundings, like a long snake wrapped around Lin Muyu's body. It is the secret technique of the wind-shaped palace.

"Taste the taste of a snake kiss!" The wind-shaped palace laughed happily.

Lin Muyu has a slight glimpse. This wind snake is a very pure wind energy. The general strength is simply unable to oscillate. When I think of it, Lin Muyu actually gave up the original defense, and the sword is swaying backwards, and the golden light is skyrocketing. Underneath, there is a golden giant, which is the supreme master of the gods!

However, this Shennian wheel is much smaller than the first time it was used, but its power is not diminished. In the continuous cultivation, Lin Muyu is more and more familiar with this energy, and the natural control is more and more sophisticated. From the wind, the energy of the wind snake was shattered and shattered. With the movement of Lin Muyu's palm, the gods flew out and flew directly to the wind-shaped palace!

"how is this possible?"

The wind-shaped palace is greatly shocked, how can the **** of the world use the magic wheel, but it is the ability of the god-level powerhouse!

"Hey!"

The gods swept past, the wind-shaped palace spurted blood, and it was already seriously injured. The body shape slammed back and fell cold. It was a blade sweep of Lin Muyu, directly smashing the armor of the wind-shaped palace back. Suddenly, the sword marks appeared on his back, and the wounds were wounded. The wind-shaped palace had almost lost its fighting power for a time.

"Where is Xiao Yin?" Lin Muyu opened his left hand and carried the shoulder of the wind-shaped Fujun in the air, faintly asked.

"Hey……"

Feng Xingfu violently coughed and coughed up a lot of blood. He said: "This is a ghost field, not your realm. If you dare to come here, you will die. That Qin Yin has the character of the Lord God, but It is just a ghost. If you enter the secluded spring, you will die. If you don't enter the secluded spring, then wait for the imprisonment of our princes. We will play with her body and let her feel the ultimate happiness of the ghost field, cough... ..."

He is looking for death.

At this time, Lin Muyu, who is vocal in the frenzied language, is not looking for death. What is it? Just as the wind-shaped prince coughed and talked, a sword had already penetrated into his heart. As a god, the self-protection ability was strong. The wind-shaped palace’s chest stirred up a series of 17-wave self-protection. The impact came to counter Lin Muyu, but wherever it could withstand, Lin Muyu was the supreme character, and the wind-shaped palace was just a mortal personality.

"Is there any last words?" Lin Muyu asked faintly.

"I am going to you..."

When the wind-shaped palace Junkou squirts blood, and when it is time to smash, Lin Muyu’s power suddenly erupts. Under the bombardment of the supreme power, the whole body of the wind-shaped Fujun is turned into a **** fog, a golden wind law. The mortal character appeared in the air for a short time, and Lin Muyu reached out and grabbed it into the Qiankun bag.

"Fajun adults!!"

A group of ghost dragon leaders and ghosts are stunned, but none of them dare to go forward. A **** who can easily kill the gods of the gods, no one of them dares to provoke.

Lin Muyu glanced at the ghosts and raised the long sword and rushed to the pit on the ground again. He lifted a sword and shook a sword. The wall of the plane suddenly trembled. After several swords, "啪嗞啪嗞In the light, the wall of the plane has been opened by Lin Muyu, and he has rushed in without looking back.

A group of ghost dragon leaders stunned.

"What to do... What is the sacredness of this kid? You can actually kill the wind-shaped palace, and the wind-shaped palace is one of the strongest monarchs of Donglin Ghost Emperor!"

"What can I do, immediately report to the ghost emperor, and say that the boy broke into the 18th floor of hell, and has cruelly killed the wind-shaped palace!"

"Okay, it can only be like this..."

......

The second floor of the 18th floor of Purgatory, scissors hell.

Numerous sinners who have been cut off from the fingers are constantly mourning. At the same time, there are more and more hunters in the scouts in the air, and countless ghost dragons and some evil spirits behind them are flying. Over.

"boom!"

Suddenly, there was a loud thunderous sound in the air. With lightning and flames, the air seemed to be torn open. A beautiful girl took a long whip and came to the sky, and looked at the dense crowd on the ground. This scissor **** seems to be much smaller than the first floor, and it is almost ready to see the end.

"Someone is good at hell! Hurry, grab her, it's a woman!"

"kill!"

The noise of the air was loud and the countless ghost dragons were crushed by black pressure.

Tang Xiaoxuan can't help but secretly complain, the ghost dragon leader is not terrible, the terrible is their number, thousands, killing a ghost dragon leader is simple, but after killing ten, one hundred, and the power to cope with the next Is it dangerous?

"Project with a spur gun!" One of the ghost dragon leaders yelled.

Everyone pulled out the rifle from the bag on the side of the dragon's back. This is a special shotgun. The tail even has a feather, and the tip is very sharp. It is covered with cold and sturdy projections.

Tang Xiaoyan hurriedly fled and ducked. The beautiful figure was like a butterfly dance between flowers. He avoided a shot and a gun, but there was a ghostly **** on the ground, and it was a glimpse of a frog. Tang Xiaoxuan was careless. One of the ghosts "Hula" stretched out a hundred meters long tongue wrapped around Tang Xiaoyu's snowy legs, a wet piece.

"Oh, disgusting..."

Tang Xiaoxuan was so abhorrent to this disgusting thing, the palm of his hand was gently turned over, the law of fire surging, the sky actually started a fire, igniting the ridiculous grass on the surface, and the ghosts who jumped in fleas were in flames. In the midst of miserableness, Tang Xiaoxuan’s guidelines are actually very simple, and the disgusting things will be cleaned up, not to mention the scissors in **** where there is a good person, except for himself.

While arsoning, while looking into the distance, soon Tang Xiaoxuan found a cave in the shape of a beast mouth, which overflowed with a breath of space, is the entrance!

However, Tang Xiaoxuan did not fly straight, but took a group of ghost dragon leaders, put a circle of fire around the entire second floor of Hell, and waited until the entire scissors **** became a sea of ​​fire.

"Hey..."

A golden light flashed through the beauty of Tang Xiaoxuan. She is a nine-tailed fox, she is a demon. After doing something bad, she actually feels happy, and the demon power in her body is also happy.

On the ground, countless ghosts looked at Tang Xiaoxuan and roared.

"You are enchanting!"

"Bad things, it's just too bad!"

"The demon girl, you have to plant off the skirt and fight with me for five hundred rounds!"

However, Tang Xiaoxuan did not take care of them, and he flew into the entrance to Hell and went to the third floor.

......

"Hey!"

The sky was a thunder, and the light and shadow of a long sword was swept through the air, just like the sky was opened by a sword. The next moment, Lin Muyu wrapped himself in flames and entered the field. However, I saw that there was a sea of ​​fire below, and I couldn’t help but frown. "What is it, it’s really lively..."