Chapter 991： No hate

The ninth ninety-one chapter is no hate

"Everyone thinks that I am dead. Even the juniors in the family have forgotten my existence. I don't know the ancestral hall of the monarchy. Is there an old ranking?" Jun did not hate the hoarse voice, and the voice was still like a ghost. , but two more points of temperature.

Qin Qi's eyebrows, the pupil shrinks, this guy has lived for a thousand years, even if it is dying, the strength must be terrible, can not be underestimated.

This is the first time Qin Qi has been against this old monster. I have to say that there is a lot of pressure.

"Little doll, we can chat, do not have to call and kill." Jun has no hate.

"Grandpa, when you change something else, the kid is very willing to chat with you, but you also saw it. Now, this situation is not suitable for chatting?" Qin Qi smiled faintly, but he could not see each other. Virtual reality.

Does he really want to fight, or is he waiting for the time for the strong guys to come?

"Hey, it’s worth it. It’s hard to chat, but it’s boring to be like a junior like you!" Jun did not hate and sighed, almost buried in the wrinkles and looked at Qin Qi, "in fact, still old I like your doll very much. After all, even my descendants can't recognize me."

Qin Qi has the heart to answer that he does not know each other at all, but the basic information given by the system.

But now, it doesn't seem to be the time to say this.

"Come on, my old bones, after all, is to shed the last drop of blood for the family." Jun did not hate deep sighs, seems to be from the heart of disgust, but still do it.

And when he started, the situation changed, and the **** thunder came out like a knive.

"Boom!" The loud roar, the Thunder turned into arrogance and rushed to the two.

Qin Qi's look is unchanged, and the dragon god's tears burst out in the hands, and the physical strength and the martial arts force move together, and the real explosion is full.

And Xiaobai, the image of the nine-tailed fox fox rises, the blood of the emperor is boiling, and the power is even more violent.

The three-person war, the power swept out, it was terrible, and outsiders could not intervene.

However, the three parties also had a tacit understanding. They did not completely let go of their hands and feet. They were afraid of destroying the Lei Ge. They quickly transferred the battlefield to the upper sky, and even the thick clouds were shaken a lot.

"Nine-tailed Linghu, the body of the dragon vein, well, I didn't expect to have a battle with you in my lifetime. So, even if I die, there is no regrets!" Jun has no hate, and the mirror above the head is smashing.斩Electric light, to an enemy two, temporarily do not fall.

His spirits are slowly recovering, as if the lion who has been sleeping for thousands of years is slowly waking up.

Although it looks like a candle in the wind, it may go out at any time, but before he goes out, the pressure on Qin Qi is getting bigger and bigger!

This guy, the fighting technique is too clever, the experience is extremely rich, it is worthy of the millennium old monster, the accumulation of heroic, is Qin Qi, can not say beyond.

Moreover, the strength of this person's performance is the seven-star Wu Zun, and at least to the level of the middle of the seven stars, but the way he is performing is not the level of the seven-star Wu Zun.

I am afraid it is an eight-star Wu Zun!

"Is it because it is too old and the realm is going backwards?" Qin Qi was shocked.

The realm of the soul is backward, the level of the soul is naturally not as good as before, but the understanding of the avenue will not change. As a result, his combat power is not straight to the seven-star high.

"Good fighting talent, little doll, you really did not humiliate your invincible physique." Jun nodded with no hate, but that is the case, but the **** thunder on his body suddenly became stronger.

The thunder and thunder, the eighth!

Eight madness and thunder, even if it is a monarch, almost no one can do it, and only the first generation of the younger generation of the younger king can rush into this level.

Unexpectedly, this guy who is almost into the ground can actually open the eighth mad thunder.

Only in this way, Qin Qi’s pressure is even greater, and it is almost impossible to compete.

The **** color that completely obscured the figure, the thunder of the thunder broke out completely, really like the thunder's dominance, not the semi-hanger of Jun Qiqi.

Qin Qi bite his teeth and shouted, "Little white, you assist me, I am attacking!"

"Little quiet, come out to help me!"

Qin Qi roared, the secluded bone dragon rushed out, under the Fulong Xiangtian, the full property instantly skyrocketed, so that Qin Qi's combat power soared.

Now there is still a period of time from the arrival of the strong, Qin Qi does not want to expose all the cards.

But even so, the combat power has become very scary.

"Oh?" Jun did not hate surprise, Qin Qi's combat power soared, not even weaker than the eighth heavy mad thunder, even winning.

Just, it’s ridiculous to take over the battle.

Xiao Bai did not think so. He has made changes according to the instructions of Qin Qi, to assist the strategy, and handed over the position of the main attack to Qin Qi.

"Old dying is to see, how strong you can be!" Jun has no hate whisper, he is too old, the action can not open, but still horrible.

I saw that he was pressed with one hand, and it was the endless thunder.

Qin Qi is cold and cold, reverse and upward, tears of the sky!

A sword Tianwei, all the Thunder are split into two paragraphs, 6000% of the counterattack attack bonus, is used to weakly win!

"Good!" Jun did not hate, the mirror above the head rotates again and again, the mirror shines, there is a stronger Thunder falling, shaking the sword of the Qin Qi.

Only this time, Qin Qi has been deceived before, the dragon head rises and falls, showing the power of violent, and behind, the ancestral king roar, the Titan power and the ancient power together.

This kind of force is that you can't help but change without hate.

"Guwu, the soul of the gods, the body of the dragon veins, these combinations have not been seen for 100,000 years!" Jun did not hate a little excited, his eyes exudes the light of excitement, and more power burst out.

"Booming and banging!" The two men even fought a few times, the power was mad, and the horror was boundless.

"It's interesting, if you are old and young, how good it is!" Jun did not hate a sigh, full of pity, and his body shape, no longer embarrassed, stand up straight, like a javelin.

When he was young, he must be a burly stalwart.

"Come on!" Jun did not hate to drink low, the mirror light flashed, there are countless powerful Thunder rushing out, even accompanied by the breath of the red thunder.

"This is the **** mine that my younger generations have found for me in the past two days. I am looking forward to stimulating the activity of this old body and delaying the passage of life. Unfortunately, I still can't do it."

"However, the power of this Thunder has been realized by me. I can show it before death. I feel very grateful!" Jun did not hate laughing, the Thunder was more fierce, like a day of robbery, and successive bombardment.

The wing of Qingfeng behind Qin Qi stretched to the extreme, the ring is constantly flashing, the speed is fast to the extreme, dodge the attack without hate.

"What other moves, speed is coming!" Jun hate is like a lot of young, Thunder is a chain, while suppressing Qin Qi, the power of Xiaobai is completely resisted.

"This old guy!" Qin Qi eyes lit up, there is always a strange feeling in my heart.

This person seems to be really enjoying the battle, but it is a martial art, which can be felt from the battle mode.

He does not seem to want to kill, but more like to want to win the game, which is completely different from the feelings of Qin Qi in other people.

However, no matter what, this is a big enemy and must be knocked down!

"The little master moves a lot, I am afraid that the grandfather can't hold you!" Qin Qi a sword opened a thunder, cold and cold.

"Little doll, come!" Jun did not hate laughing, pointing to Qin Qi.

In the eyes of Qin Qi, the gods flashed and rushed forward, and there were countless sword lights around him, like rain!