Chapter 551

Name:Dragon God Sovereign Author:Qiluan
The power of Aoyuan's martial arts is so terrible that the two elders are not willing to roar.

The cold soul watching the battle in the distance was too scared to speak.

Aoyuan's terrifying power has once again refreshed their imagination.

"The ordinary eight grade engravers can't gather the high-grade Rune patterns. Master Aoyuan's attainments in the field of engraved patterns are unpredictable, and the combination of martial arts and rune patterns is comparable to immortal's decision!" The strength of the dark way is so strong that it's amazing.

It's comparable to xianjue's martial arts. It's just as easy to crush the two elders.

"How strong are you, master Aoyuan?"

"I'm afraid the whole infinity can feel such a terrible power?"

"Master Aoyuan is sure to win! The two elders of the God King's temple are not the opponents of master Aoyuan at all

Yi Tianqing several people in the heart of huge shock, already dare not to imagine Aoyuan's terrorist strength.

"Boom!"

"Poof, poof!"

The two destructive energies cut through the void and explode as soon as they collide. The earth shaking sound is deafening, even resounding through the whole infinity. The two elders spit out several mouthfuls of blood one after another, and their bodies are like shells.

"Buzz!"

The explosive energy of destruction is spreading wildly in all directions, covering the whole sky. The earth below is tearing and collapsing, the continuous mountains are tearing into a jigsaw puzzle, and the towering mountains are collapsing one after another.

The energy ripple is terrible!

"Two elder!" Cold soul panicked and roared. The first time he urged the force of space, he tried his best to shoot at the second elder.

In this war, Aoyuan defeated the two elders of the temple of God with overwhelming power!

Although Aoyuan is only the four aspects of Huashen realm, his real strength can fight against the six aspects of Huashen realm. The eight grade engraver is absolutely terrible.

However, after the fierce war, Aoyuan's face was also a little pale, obviously consumed a lot of real yuan.

"How are you, master Aoyuan?" Ling Xiaoxiao asked.

"Thank you for your concern. I'm fine." Aoyuan shook his head slightly and said with a smile that he only consumed Zhenyuan, but he didn't get hurt.

"Aoyuan's strength is really strong, and the use of Fu pattern has reached a perfect level!" Feng Wuchen said with a smile that Aoyuan's use of the talisman was so strong that fengwuchen also secretly marveled.

Hearing the words, Aoyuan took a look at fengwuchen, shook his head and said with a bitter smile: "compared with you, even if I'm a eight grade calligrapher, I'm still far behind. You've reached the level of a six grade calligrapher at a young age. I'm ashamed of myself."

"Master Aoyuan is laughing." A modest smile without wind.

Aoyuan can see the realm of Feng Wuchen's calligrapher at a glance, which is enough to show that he is not a simple one, and he is by no means an ordinary eight grade calligrapher.

Over time, the energy ripple of terror lasted for a full five minutes before it gradually dissipated.

The two elders in the distance were seriously injured. Their bodies were in a state of shaking.

"Elder two, you are seriously injured. I'll call my father right away!" Cold soul frowned. He couldn't swallow the evil spirit.

"Wait a minute!" The two elders quickly blocked him and said: "the power behind them is absolutely not weak. This man is very powerful. We do not know about them. We should not act rashly."

"Is that the power of punishment given to them? Will God's temple be afraid of them Cold soul is extremely unwilling.

"The war is extremely unfavorable to us. The power of God's punishment can be recovered by another opportunity! Don't be impulsive, young hall master. Withdraw first The second elder is strong.

It's not stupid to be an elder of the temple.

Aoyuan, as a master of eight grade inscriptions, is not known by the mainland people. His origin is extremely mysterious.

Aoyuan's own strength is quite terrible. Who knows what kind of terrible strong man will be behind it?

The existence of bapin engraver's network is absolutely terrible!

Therefore, before finding out the origin of Aoyuan, the two elders did not plan to fight!

"Damn it!" Leng Hun clenched his teeth. As the first genius in mainland China, when did he encounter this kind of helpless situation?

Feng Wuchen teased Leng Hun for many times, and now he summoned the two elders to come, but he was still depressed.

As the Lord of the temple, when did Leng Hun receive this kind of anger?

The God King Temple is the most powerful force in the mainland. Now the two elders are defeated. If they run away, isn't it a joke?

However, what the two elders said is not without reason. Aoyuan's origin is mysterious and his strength is terrible. He is also a master of eight grade inscription. Such a terrible strong man can't be provoked too much.

In short, we should know the enemy's details!

Under helpless, cold soul then displays the space skill, takes two elder to withdraw!

"Master Aoyuan, stop them Ling Xiaoxiao snapped.

"Can you go?" Aoyuan's face stirred up a trace of disdain and wanted to stop him.

"Hum! I'm going. No one can stop me! " Cold soul angrily shouts a way, the power of space urges, the palm bends claw, is permeated with the power of terror."Hiss

Cold soul side, immediately tear out a dark crack.

"If you want to die together, try it! I'm afraid your border can't stop my father's power? " The cold soul threatened fiercely.

Hearing the words, Aoyuan frowned slightly. He also heard about the strength of the Lord of the God's temple. It's absolutely terror in terror!

"You can ask your father to try it!" Ling Xiaoxiao's strong response is to urge her blood to summon the strong.

"Saint, wait a minute." Aoyuan quickly blocked, shaking his head: "there is no need for this."

"Xiaoxiao, forget it. The power of divine punishment has been obtained. Don't provoke him for the time being, or it will be bad for the Dragon Temple." The wind has no dust, but also the voice to dissuade.

"You're lucky!" Ling Xiaoxiao said coldly.

"Hum! Stinky boy, we'll meet again. I'll take back the power of God's punishment! I'll see how long this old thing can protect you! " Cold soul ferocious cold hum, like snake like eyes staring at the wind dust.

"Old man, I have written down today's hatred! I'm sure you'll give it back ten times in the future Cold soul again hurtles Ao yuan Nu to shout a way, this just takes seriously injured two elder to flash body to disappear.

"The power of space, no wonder." Aoyuan secretly exclaimed.

"This man is a great threat. The power of the God King Temple is very strong, which is the strongest force in the mainland. Lenghun can do anything. You must be careful in the future. He will not give up." Aoyuan admonished.

"Thank you for reminding us. We will be careful." The wind has no dust, a few people nod.

"Saint, if there is any danger, call me." Ao yuan tells Ling Xiaoxiao again.

"Master Aoyuan, walk slowly." Ling Xiaoxiao nodded.

The space tears, Aoyuan shakes into the crack, and the crack closes again.

Although Feng Wuchen and others got the power of divine punishment, they also provoked Leng Hun. They were afraid that the road would be more difficult in the future.

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