The altar is the one with the anti -emperor forces, the largest power.

This is the base camp of the altar. From any angle, Ye Xiong cannot go out from here.

Among other forces, the fittest is very rare, but here, Ye Xiong looked at it at a glance and saw dozens of fitties.

In the early stages, in the middle, and late stage, all of them.

I almost didn't have a fit at the peak.

But Ye Xiong knew that there was no all the peak here, but that he was not worthy of letting the peak of the fit.

"The associate owner, what is this boy, why can't I see it?" A consolidated later monk said.

"Twenty years ago, he just rose from Feishengtai. At that time, it was the early stages of fit, and it was not clear now." Xi said.

"In the early stages of fit?"

When I heard these four words, the surrounding monks laughed all of them.

This kind of strength also comes with so many people to stop?

Faced with a lot of ridicule and contempt, Ye Xiong's face was still bland, and said lightly: "You don't move your mind, why do I come here?"

A word awaken the dream.

Yes, if the other party is just in the early stages of fit, how can I come here?

Not to mention the initial period, even if it is later, it may not come here.

Unless he knows the path to come in, but only the talents of the altar are known here.

"Changhong, go to win him." Xi's voice sounded in the air.

Among the crowd, there was a mate immediately appearing in front of Ye Xiong, but it was a fitting medium monk.

The appearance is about forty years old, male, practice magic merit.

"Boy, you can capture your hands, otherwise you have a suffering."

The magic man man said, while taking the shot, the very scary magic, he pressed the Ye Xiong.

Since the group of people carry the wind surface, there is no abyss storm.

Ye Xiong stood still, and when the opponent's coercion was about to attack himself, then he took a light and shot.

So casual, free and easy, and not light -hearted, just like catching flies.

However, it was this light shot, and the storm rolled up in an instant, which made people unbelievable appear.

The Buddha is going to the sea, the first form of the Buddha's palm, the most chic palm, of course, it is also the weakest palm.

Even if the ordinary palm is repaired by Ye Xiong's realm today, it makes the fit in the middle period, let alone the Buddha's palm.

A scream came, and the magic Xiu was bombarded by the company, fell out of tens of thousands of kilometers, and fell into the abyss storm.

Before Magic Xiu had time to resist, he was torn by the abyss storm, and the bones were gone.

The people around him were all stunned. All of them looked at Ye Xiong, and all his eyes changed.

How terrifying this is to be disabled in the middle period of the fit!

Those who had been ridiculed before, all the smiles were all solidified.

"Let's go together, don't come one by one, save time." Ye Xiong brushed his sleeves.

Since the successful cultivation of the Wuling has transformed into the later period, he has not encountered opponents, and has never been in a happy battle.

There is such an opportunity today, and he has to take a good look. To what extent the upper limit of his combat power is reached.

In the air, a figure appeared, and it was Xi.

He was originally staying inside and watched with spiritual knowledge.

But after Ye Xiong took the shot, he couldn't hold back and came out in person.

"Stay in the later stage, and the rest are all back." Xi gave a light order.

As soon as Ye Xiong shot, he killed a combination of medium -term monks, indicating that his strength was far above the middle of the combination. The number of people had little effect on him.

!!

Countless monks entered the inside of the fortress and watched from a distance.

In front of Ye Xiong, there are only eight people left at this moment.

Eight people surrounded Ye Xiong in the middle.

Each person was very scary, holding a variety of magic weapons in his hand, staring at Ye Xiong, waiting for the command.

"Shoot." Xi command.

The hand characters have just been out, eight people, eight -stranded power, from eight directions, instantly shot.

The power of the law of horror makes the surrounding space extremely unstable.

If it wasn't for the fortress watch, there was a very powerful ban, and they would not dare to let them do it here.

Ye Xiong showed a contempt smile at the corner of his mouth, and there was a long bow in his hand in the next moment. It was the sunset.

The body rises into the sky, and the bow is curved and arrows.

"The arrow breaks the Xinghe!" He drank low.

Gufeng used the spectrum of the sunset with the energy of his life. The last arrow was the arrow broken the Xinghe, and it was the most powerful one arrow.

This arrow is under Ye Xiong's Buddha's devil. Even if the power is the peak of the ancient style, it is not much worse.

How can it be blocked in the later stages of combination.

The Buddha Mito Arrow, with a long tail of a meteor, locks one of them.

The man's face changed greatly, and a dozen defenses in front of him, hoping to block the Buddha's arrows.

Unfortunately, in front of the Buddha's arrow, his defense is the same as paper.

Without any suspense, the Buddha arrows worn his body and shot one person.

The onlookers surrounding the face changed greatly, and they looked at the Buddha arrow, showing a shock in their eyes.

Just when they thought that the Buddha arrows would dissipate, things that made them even more shocked happened.

After shooting the first monk in the first place, the Buddha arrow just paused, and at a faster speed, shot to the second monk.

Where did the monk think that the arrow was so horrible, he had already shot one person, and he could continue.

It was unexpected, and in a panic, before he had time to defense, he was worn by an arrow.

The two dead bodies could not bear the atmospheric pressure in the air, and the explosion was broken.

One arrow double carving, now, shock the audience!

The remaining six combined monks wanted to continue to attack, but at this time they all closed, and they retreated and gathered together.

They were afraid, Ye Xiong shot another arrow, and they couldn't prevent it at all.

Thousands of people, thousands of eyes, looked at Ye Xiong.

At this moment, there are still a little laughter in their eyes.

In addition to horror, still horror!

Ye Xiong's bow in his hand, pointed at the remaining six fitness in the post, and gently pulled the bow.

"Bang!" He said.

The six men were shocked, and they all fled crazy, but finally found that Ye Xiong did not shoot arrows at all.

Just pretending to pull the bow.

Even the peak of the fitting of Yan Jinghua, it was so difficult to pick him up with him, not to mention the later monks in the district.

"I don't have arrows, what do you hide?" Ye Xiong laughed.

Previously, thousands of people laughed at him.

At this moment, he mocked thousands of people.

Thousands of people were beaten by himself, and none of them dared to answer.

Everyone's eyes fell on the evening.

Everyone knows, only he can save his face for the altar of the altar ..

"Your name, it seems to be written backwards."
Chapter completed!