Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Divine Martial Stars: Kabanata 1111 - Kabanata 1120

Bai Rushang actually mastered the power of the Fallen Immortal?　　In Li Mu's heart, monstrous waves instantly surfaced.　　What's going on here?　　Did the Thunder Road Ancestral Mountain actually hook up with the Fallen Immortal Weapon Spirit?　　So was this the reason why the Thunder Road Ancestral Mountain was able to crush its way forward in the previous Holy War ring?　　Li Mu thought carefully.　　He came to a very scary conclusion.　　The Thunder Road Ancestral Mountain and the Fallen Immortal Artifact Spirit had definitely been secretly colluding with each other for a very long time.　　This was because the signs of the Thunder Road Ancestral Mountain raging all the way forward in the middle of the ring battle had already begun long ago during the Battle of the Immortal Ascension Ranking.　　What does that tell you?　　Li Mu looked toward ring number one.　　Boom!　　Another terrifying dark red blast wave erupted i

A killing spree?　　Li Mu said, "In the past, this is something I might be able to do, but now ......"　　Now the Thunder Road Ancestral Mountain and the Huazhou Temple had received help from the Fallen Immortal Artifact Spirit.　　Facing the power of the Fallen Immortal, Li Mu thought to himself that the probability was that he could only defend himself.　　The old man's artifact spirit said, "Don't worry, I'll do my best to help you, otherwise, why do you think you were able to break through the wind wall and ascend the ring at the critical moment of the two stops of Flower Thinking Rong and Lu Liuliang."　　Li Mu closed his vertical eyes and rubbed his temples, only to feel a sharp pain in his brain as if a million needles were drilling rows, and turned back to cheerfully say, "I thought it was due to my protagonist's aura."　　The old man's artifact spirit cursed, "Can you have some face."　　Li Mu asked again, "By the way, that dog ......"

"Little Bi Yan, your killing nature, it's getting heavier and heavier, if all these strong people are killed off, in the future the demon race will be weak, how can they compete with the human race?"　　The noble gentleman reclined on the recliner, frowning slightly and smiling.　　"It's as if I heard a joke." Bi Yan glanced at this noble son with picturesque eyebrows and sneered, "You who slaughter like a hemp would actually think that others are heavy killers?"　　"You kill too artless, kill people, can't be like chopping melons and cutting vegetables, too violent, look at my scalp numb." Noble Duke smiled and said, "Killing is like making soup, to little by little, little by little slowly simmer, little by little feel the deliciousness of death, that is the most noble and fun thing on earth."　　"Pervert."　　Biyan's reply was only two short and concise words.　　Your son didn't mind getting such a comment at all.　　He sniffed the scent of bloo

Flying Star Holy Land is one of the ten holy places of the human race, quite a status, so it is stationed, although not as good as the Dao Palace is located in the most central location of the land of the Ascension, but it is not far from the Dao Palace Residence.　　The area of the compound was not small, there were a dozen or so large halls, just like a small city.　　When Li Mu and the others arrived, the Flying Star Holy Land disciple who was guarding the entrance of the compound saw this and didn't dare to be slow, immediately going in to report.　　"Surprisingly, it's Mr. Li's grand presence, fluffy."　　The high-level powerhouses of the Flying Star Holy Land greeted them out very warmly.　　At the head of the group was the Flying Star Saint Son.　　The age of a strong martial arts practitioner could not be judged from his appearance, on the surface, he looked no more than in his early twenties, with a handsome face, sword brows and starry eyes, a

The descent of the Thunder Clan and the Buddha Clan, all of a sudden, caused the atmosphere of the entire scene to suddenly take on a new dimension.　　"What are you doing here?"　　"This is an internal matter of the Human Race that doesn't need your meddling."　　"Scram~!"　　Some of the strongest members of the Human Race shouted out angrily on the spot.　　For the betrayal of the Thunder Road Ancestral Mountain and the Huazhou Temple, almost every human powerhouse had a grudge.　　For tens of thousands of years, these two great sects, both topped with the name of the human race's holy land, peacefully enjoying the reverence, offerings, resources, and all kinds of support from the entire human race, and as a result, at the most critical time, these two great holy lands, unexpectedly betrayed.　　This kind of racial emotional hurt deeply pierced the heart of every human martial artist with a conscience.　　"Hehe, we have no intention of meddl