Ding Dong!

"Congratulations to the host. He suddenly realized the martial arts and mastered the kill moves. He successfully created his own fake God rated martial arts. Please give him a name!"

"As soon as the son of heaven said, China was in turmoil, the spirit was shocked and angry, and the world turned upside down. This divine force... Is called Fantian seal!"

Ding Dong!

"Congratulations to the host. You created your own heaven turning seal. The additional reward worship value is 95000 points!"

Fantianyin (pseudo God rating · can grow): it integrates the majesty of emperor and Taoism, and has all kinds of kill moves. It is domineering and has no couple, and has infinite power.

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It's a surprise to receive a large amount of worship value reward for the success of self creation.

This idea turned, but it was just a snap of the fingers. After the creation of the sky turning seal, Liu Hao felt unspeakable pleasure in his mind. At present, it was like a palm of his hand, like a mountain crashing down. Many magical martial theories were contained in it!

"Awesome! That's awesome! But no matter how talented you are, it's useless. Under the changing stars, no matter what domineering means, you can't break my body protecting spirit Gang!"

Murong dragon city has practiced the transformation of the stars to the top. His mind is moved. The transformation of the stars is his body protecting spirit Gang, which removes all his strength for him.

Therefore, Xiao Yuanshan and murongbo worked together to kill him. They didn't hurt him at all. Instead, they were captured alive with one enemy and two moves.

However, Liu Hao's impression of turning the sky is a combination of heavenly blade, dragon subduing God's palm, dragon claw hand, general order, Emperor's power and Li Chenzhou's hegemony, which is beyond people's imagination!

Roar! Roar! Roar!

One palm hit out, as if heaven and earth were reversed, and the whole sky was covered!

What century old monster, what two Jiazi's pure internal power, how to resist heaven and earth!?

"Ah!!!"

Murong Longcheng's face changed slightly. There was a palm print on his gray shirt, and he stepped back more than ten steps.

The stars changed and turned the sky shaking palm power into the ground. On the ground he stepped backward, there were more than a dozen deep footprints!

"How... How is it possible?"

Murong Longcheng murmured to himself, "how could there be such terrible martial arts in this world, which are more terrible than Huangji's unparalleled dragon boxing!"

In terms of broad knowledge, I'm afraid no one here is wider than this century old expert.

"Old ancestor, are you all right?"

Murong Bo was foolish. His ecstasy turned into a terrible shock. He hurried forward and held Murong dragon city for fear of a mistake.

There was a silence on the court, and all the heroes took a breath!

My heart is shaking!

Liu Hao, it's amazing and terrible!

Facing the world shaking war, I can suddenly understand the martial arts, break through myself and create an unparalleled divine martial arts!

Turn over the sky.

It's no exaggeration to say that this kind of martial arts is the first divine attack in the world. Old monsters like Murong dragon city have been defeated by Liu Hao. In the hearts of everyone, there is a feeling and shock from the depths of their hearts, which is difficult to describe in words!

The eminent monks of the xuanzi generation in Shaolin Temple gathered around nervously and asked with concern, "martial uncle, do you want to use the big pill?"

Da Huan Dan is the healing medicine of Shaolin Temple and one of the details of the holy land of Buddhism. If ordinary people take one pill, they can increase their skill for more than ten years. If they take it for the seriously injured, any serious injury can be recovered.

"It's useless."

Liu Hao shook his head and said calmly, "the five internal organs of Murong dragon city have been exhausted and rotten, and can't live for half a month. Today, he was born with the will to die. He wanted to protect the Buddhism, forcibly urge his internal power and shake my heaven turning seal. As a result, he hurt himself. The deadline is coming, and the gods will come to earth, but there is no salvation..."

"The time is coming, the time is coming..."

Murong Longcheng's eyes were disillusioned. It seemed that he remembered the glory of the past. He played chess in the Jianghu with song Taizu, Duan Siping, xiaoyaozi and others with the world as a chessboard.

"No immortal, who is immortal? Hate that I was hurt by Zhao Kuangyin. I can't even recover my tendons and wash my marrow. There's no hope in this life..."

On the occasion of the final reflection, Murong Longcheng's face showed a desolation that the hero had come to the end.

Liu Hao frowned and said, "Zhao Kuangyin has such strength?"

He felt that Murong Longcheng's mind had suffered a major wound that could not be healed. Unexpectedly, it was written by Zhao Kuangyin, the emperor Taizu of the Song Dynasty. He thought Zhao Kuangyin was wrong to get the country, but now it seems that there is another mystery.

"Hey, hey!"

Murong Longcheng grinned mysteriously at Liu Hao and said, "the dragon fist is invincible and dominates the world! It's not just a talk. The holy emperor's cultivation is universal and will soon achieve the realm of human immortality. Sooner or later, I will meet... If I met his majesty a hundred years ago and served the holy emperor from the dragon, I might have a chance..."

In the long sigh of solitude, the breath of this powerful giant was finally cut off, and there was still a wonderful smile at the corners of his mouth, like relief and liberation.

"Old ancestor!"

"Shi Shuzu!"

Murongbo and the monks of Shaolin Temple mourned together.

This ancestor of Murong family is absolutely amazing. Unfortunately, the deadline for longevity is coming. Murong dragon city can't take the last step to become an immortal. It has to die of old age.

"It's a pity that a generation of xiongmurong Longcheng died. There are still many things that can't be clarified..."

Liu Hao gathered his mind. Suddenly, his mind moved and fell on a gray middle-aged man standing behind the crowd.

This middle-aged man, seven feet tall, is very ordinary, and his appearance can not be said to be handsome. It just means returning to nature. No one knows when he came.

When a giant like Murong dragon city fell, all the heroes on the field had burst into a pot, but the gray shirt middle-aged man still looked indifferent. It seemed that there was nothing in the world that could move him.

"I'm too drunk to be drunk in the joke of emperor Tu's hegemony... Brother Murong, I'm a little late and can't take you on the road."

Xiao Qiushui sighed in solitude.

This sigh, like a bleak cold wind under the sunset at dusk, blew through the hearts of the people, making people feel lonely to the bone