Chapter 2665： Wind and clouds (1/2)

”Please forgive your mother!” Su Yu rarely swears.

The whole body is full of nine colorful lights, and turned into a sharp arrow throughout the past.

Jiulong, the ancient **** of Jiulong, wrinkled gently, and said indifferently, ”You're welcome to see the face of the human holy body, don't take yourself seriously.”

I saw the Jiulong ancient god's palm stretched forward lightly, **** clipped.

It was very easy to clamp Su Yu's wrist.

Even if the power of Su Yu's Eucharist is wide open, he can't break free.

When the ancient **** of Jiulong fluttered lightly, he dropped Su Yu on the wall and smashed.

Su Yu slipped down and was in pain.

The nine-color power of the conjoined surface is therefore much weaker.

Is this the true strength of the ancient **** of Kowloon?

Is the human sacrament wide open, less than the other two fingers?

Do not!

How could Su Yu admit it?

Seeing Su Yu's murderous spirit remained, the ancient God of Kowloon stood on the stairs indifferently, showing the color of compassion: ”Don't be embarrassed in front of the deity.”

”If I want to kill you, I will be like a dog!”

The old Jiulong waved his hand and said, ”Get out, let you go again!”

For the sake of the human Eucharist.

He turned around again, walked up the stairs, and came to Qin Xian'er.

Its powerful field strength penetrates the Tianshu word defense in the slightest amount.

Slowly strip those defenses.

It's just a matter of time.

”The ancient **** of Kowloon!” Su Yu gritted her teeth, her mouth full of nine-colored blood: ”Do you think I'm a cricket ant who opposes you?”

He opened his mouth and spit.

Spit out three drops of blood.

It was the blood of the nine-tailed emperor.

With this blood, Su Yu opened the Eucharist state.

However, his strongest state of the Eucharist does not depend on the blood of the nine-tailed emperor.

Instead, your own heart!

The blood was spit out and its state was restored to Terran.

The Jiulong ancient **** did not even have a look at it, and silently resolved the script of the heavenly scriptures.

Until a slight murmur came.

It was the sound of a beating heart.

Just extra powerful.

It was as if a heavy hammer was hitting the drum of war.

Ok?

The ancient **** of Jiulong raised his head and glanced over.

There was something strange in his eyes: ”This heart is ...”

I saw Su Yu's chest, a heart as dark as ink, beating constantly, exuding a ripple like a substance.

The ripple spread out in all directions.

Wherever he went, he was born with a very strong and very early spirit.

”Heart of the Holy Mountain Emperor?” Jiulong Gu Shen looked to Su Yu, his eyes puzzled: ”What is the body of the fetus, the heart of the stone emperor, what are you?”

All fetal holy bodies and stone fetuses are opposed to each other.

This has been the case since the very beginning.

Both are born to be the enemy of life and death.

But why, the two actually merge together in Su Yu's body?

boom--

Su Yu's nine-color power is no longer overflowing on the surface.

But if the flames of Baizhang burst out, the entire underground cave will be illuminated with nine colors.

Looking away, Su Yu looks like a nine-colored flame emperor.

For the first time, there was a dignity on the face of the ancient **** in Jiulong, but he didn't take it too seriously.

”Although I don't quite understand what is going on, it is still the holy body of the little adult tribe, not to be worried.” His finger flicked.

A mighty shore force far surpassing the Nine Dragon Souls came in like a storm.

If it was the previous state of the Eucharist, I was afraid that it would be destroyed into dust in an instant.

Because, this is a slightly serious blow from the ancient **** of Kowloon.

Su Yu stepped back up the steps.

The ancient **** of Jiulong was shot with a finger, and all were burned into nothingness by the raging leek flame.