Chariot of Doom

The emptiness was broken again.

In a blink of an eye, the ancient annihilation formation composed of three penumbras, such as the Jade Emperor in the center, turned into nothing.

This is too difficult.

Why are women so domineering.

The whole world is in my hands, you goddamn.

Sara Tazun said very domineeringly that after the opponent's ancient killing formation was destroyed, the powerful killing gave the opponent three-thirds.

"sorry……"

Without the sound of screaming, the three penumbras turned into a cloud of blood, and they have died since then, falling from the practice world.

Posture is still a very indifferent posture, with a supreme aura, that kind of aura is not domineering, but a kind of difficult domineering, which directly points to the nine punches.

A new world opened, my love.

The three penumbras, including the descendants of the Jade Emperor, the central authority, all died in this war.

The arrival of the priest, the expression on his face and the making of the bark, shocked the whole world.

It seems to be back when the storm broke out again, chasing deer with the heroes!

"Boy, you owe me another favor," the man said, turning around and talking to Ye Hao in his heart.

"I have to say, Auntie, your strength is really strong, those are three semi-immortal corpses, I fought with them for three days and three nights, without any results, almost driving them to a dead end.

What he said was true, he didn't want to hit a horse, it all came from the heart.

The great strength is obvious, and if one day returns to the peak, it will be absolutely invincible, and only the evil characters of the same era can tolerate her.

"By the way, kid, you said there was a deal between us," Ye Hao asked, referring to a remix of a love poem written by his late father.

"I say haha!" Ye Hao wanted to die.

"Son, don't forget that I'm still in your body, I want to take something out of your consciousness, it's not a matter of hands," he said to Ye Hao.

"Well, Auntie, you are so naughty, you can't forget my dad for many years," Mr. Ye said jokingly.

"I'll never forget it as long as I live, but I'm asking you to write your mother a love poem about your father just out of curiosity," he turned and said with a smile.

Gradually, Ye Hao and Tao Zun also came together, and the tragic respect before was gradually guided by Ye Hao.

In a blink of an eye, it has been a thousand years, and no one is right and no one is wrong.

"Auntie, you have actually heard that love poem." Ye Hao said with a smile, "Really, I didn't lie to you, you really heard it."

"That's impossible," Circle said.

"To be honest, my father wrote me a love song from my mother, King of Kings," Ye Hao said to the king.

"Really?"

"Can I lie to you?"

"Read it again."

Ye Hao smiled and said: "Why is it so easy to memorize? It's disgusting. I really don't know how my father wrote it, but I can write such a disgusting love poem.".

"Read quickly, don't talk nonsense..." The Buddha taught Ye Hao.

"Cough, listen..." Ye Hao cleared his throat, ready to recite the song "King of Kings". "I had no choice but to take it easy, be a big man, make a rainbow sword, and shake Fenglei in eight places," he said. "

"I have a thousand miles of mountains and rivers, I have a huge court, I am so domineering, I can scare 3,000 people.". "