The Emperor Descending the Heavens

boom!

In an instant.

A loud noise rang from Qin Yu's ear.

That moment.

The consciousness felt a little stunned, and the Yuanshen was a bit shifted.

The fierce impact force formed a horrible rebound, impacting as many as possible in his body.

The protective mask was distorted instantly. Fortunately, he had been prepared for a long time. Otherwise, he would have to be seriously injured.

However, he was not arbitrarily kneaded by a refined poisonous grass.

Almost as soon as he touched the ground, he once again waved the **** knives in his hands and slashed at the misty grass blade.

Huh!

The overbearing and fierce **** knives severely slashed on the leaves of Misty Grass, but unfortunately, the echoed scene did not appear.

There was only a snoring sound, and the **** knives clenched in his hands seemed to slash on a flexible sponge.

Looking intently, the misty grass leaves entangled in his waist, facing the arrogance of the **** knives, did not even have a trace of scars.

This time, Qin Yu was a little aggressive!

The leaves of the Misty Grass can't even be cut off?

what's going on?

At this point, he hurriedly asked the **** knife spirit who was among the **** knives: "Hot blood, what is the situation, how did this misty grass become so powerful?"

"Hey, boy, you do n’t know now, this is the main medicine for refining the magic medicine. Does it mean that if you want to cut off, cut it off. Moreover, the grass has become fine. , Alas, if it was stabbed by its barb, and the fog and poison invaded the body, it would be fun! "The hot blooded sword answered to him evilly.

Qin Yu listened to his words, and couldn't help but say ‘I ... Damn, why do n’t you say it earlier’, and then there is no more.

Because he was once again thrown high by the misty grass, just like throwing a sandbag, thrown up, and then thrown down.

Thirty-five times, after coming down, Qin Yu felt a whirlwind, his head flew into Venus, and there was a feeling of humiliation, which sprang up in his heart.

His grandma, what did he say, anyway, it was also a generation of immortal emperor. I did not expect that today, even a refined poisonous grass, as a sandbag, just lost it.

This is so **** shameless!

Qin Yu was angry.

The whole body of Xianyuan agitated and broke out to the right hand as much as a torrent.

With the influx of the raging fairy yuan, the blood swollen blood surged instantly, and the sky was instantly red, and the scorching sun overhead became a blood day.

The domineering sword is full of the surrounding space. It can be clearly seen that the space has begun to twist wildly.

"Dwarf poisonous weed, this is what you forced me to, look at the sword ... mad sword dance!"

Qin Yu was full of energy, and sighed angrily. With his scream, the **** knives in his hands turned into a reaction in the sky, and the **** sword gas almost completely changed the world.

Uh ...

The domineering blade sounded through the sky.

The forest of all evils was frightened, and all fled in terror.

The mutant giant misty grass, under his wild sword flurry, appeared shocking knife marks, maybe felt pain, or threatened, the entire mist grass began to dance wildly, like countless roots Bring in the air and dance in the wind.

"Hum, evil, kill me!"

When Qin Yu saw his injuries, he immediately intensified the offensive. For a time, the sky was full of swords.

With his offensive, there were more and more knife wounds on the leaves of Misty Grass.

Qin Yu was both shocked and incredible.

A poisonous weed was so powerful that it was beyond his expectation.

This is probably the first time he has seen this life. After all, the artifact in his hand is a defective artifact, although it is not as good as the real artifact, but its sharpness is far beyond ordinary fairy treasure.