1211 Chapter 1195 kills the gods, straight face (2/2)
Lu Yuan smiled slightly and said.
Poseidon: ”...”
”You are so shameless.” The sea couldn't help.
”No, this is not shameless, this is my relying on the matter.”
Lu Yuan took the Shu Shengjian, and the expression that smoked, and the ganglun guns were distributed with ice-cold murder, blood, soil gold, and the three soul rings of Chanjin linger, shining.
”This handle is called the gun, how is it, isn't it?” Lu Yuan asked, the sound was cold.
The eyes of the ice god suddenly be vigilant, could not help but hold the ice god in his hand, asked: ”What do you want?”
She asked, her eyes were dead, and this gun was too fierce, but she had a feeling of death.
That horror murderous and fierce, let her heart invisible, she is a fearless.
”Are you afraid?” Lu Yuan smiled and asked.
”I don't!” Ice god shakes the brain, deny.
She is ice God, she is not afraid.
”Oh, mouth hard.” Lu Yuan smiled, gently touched the fire, then said: ”This shot is so good, but there is only three soul rings, but it is a bit unfortunate.”
He gently picked up the gods and said: ”I want to do it now is to give the soul ring.”
”I think that since the gods of the beast can explode, then God should go.”
The voice falls, Lu Yuan's eyes are so strong that the gods in the hands are directly locked the wind, Lu Yuan's body is moving directly.
”Lu Yuan, stop!” The sea god suddenly shocked, and it was busy.
Without the storm of the Pleistic Trident, the strength of the sect of the Trident, and kicked directly by Lu Yuan.
Ice gods got mouth, forcing the gram to make the fear of your heart, and a shot of Lu Yuan stab.
Lu Yuan left hand holding the ice god, the rules quickly spread.
”Thank you so attentive to send the equipment, slot!” Lu Yuan left hand shouted, and Ice god suddenly, and the ice gun came off.
Lu Yuan gently slammed, the guns of the ice gun were swept on the Ice God, and I shocked it directly. Although Lu Yuan stayed, Ice God was absolutely injured, and the next is no longer The possibility of fighting the battle.
”Death!” Lu Yuan held a moon, directly undergasting.
”No!” Fengshen made a scream, instantly under the gods into flying gray.
Locked by the god gun, let him quickly, and it is impossible to escape.
”The turn is you.” Lu Yuan quickly turned, and the gun was out, and the god of the space that was escaping directly, and the result was the result.
Lu Yuan reached a trick, and he flew into his hand, and he was also in his income with two gods.
”The force of the rules, give me!” White light flashes, the god of the space and the god of the gods are quickly condensed, and the gods quickly condense, becoming two silver golden and blue golden soul rings.
In this way, the five soul rings were hanged directly on the fire.
”The next four vacancies are left to you.” Lu Yuan is rising, and the murder of the gun is completely packaged, but the cold voice is full of refinement.