The wind dragon roared into the sky, its claws slapped on the ground and soared into the air, with boundless scorching flames, it fiercely faced the sea of insects, and the first Gu worm to contact the wind dragon struggled in pain a few times, and was burned to ashes by the cyan flames that erupted from its body - unless you don't breathe, you can't escape contact with the wind. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

"The wind burns, the burning of the heavens is unfair, the wind buries, the hearts of the people are desolate!Luo Huan, your spell, this king will carry it forward!" did not regret laughing wildly, in the face of the terrifying sea of insects, there was no fear at all, the cyan piercing sun cracking the sky dragon roared and smashed through the sea of insects hovering high in the air, a pair of wind wings spread, countless violent wind arrows piercing the gold and stone roared like the wind in the sky, and the torrential rain fell wildly, pouring down on every inch of land in Xiaozhongdu, the place of sin should not exist.

The Funeral Spirit Ghost Wind also gave birth to an immortal guard in the Great Heavenly Dragon Jade Vein, and it could not provide him with the slightest help, but this piece of heaven and earth acquiesced to the existence of the Wind Demon many years ago and accepted the Wind Demon.

"Do you know that I was called the Wind Demon a few decades ago and hundreds of years ago! Are you afraid? Do you want to escape? Don't you want to die? Dream!" Laughing hysterically without regret, the spiritual power of the wind in the entire northwest went crazy, and the king who followed them fell into a state of madness, and the wind was crazy without any scruples! No matter if you are the Three Emperors and Five Emperors, if you are a ghost, if the wind enters the body, everyone will go to the Nine Shadows; no matter if you can turn over the river and the sea, if you can build the sea and carry the mountains, in the storm, who can come out of the storm! It's all a joke.

"Wind Demon!" Yuan Daoning squeezed out these two words from between his teeth with an ugly face, ranking sixth among the demons in Zhongzhou, but the most mysterious and difficult wind demon! The wind demon that even the Yuan Emperor was unwilling to deal with at the beginning, has the protection of the Heavenly Dao, and everything cannot be hurt!

In the blue wind, countless wind spiritual powers turned into powder fell to the ground of Xiaozhongdu, and these powders were extremely subtle to avoid the Dragon Guardian Army, the Jade Guard, and the Wumeng Hades Killer, and fell on all the monks standing in the wind under Yuan Daoning. How powerful the soul of the abyss is, it is easy to control these wind spirit power powders, not like the thick branches and leaves of no regrets, once the wind is buried, whoever bumps into it will be unlucky.

"What's the matter!" Before the dizzy servants could fully wake up, the burning pain passed directly from their skin into their minds, and the illusion of a sea of fire rushed towards them, and all the servants struggled angrily, but their skin burned with cyan flames.

"These brutes look like people. "Following the three uncles of the Wumeng Mansion who came with him, the four uncles and the five uncles stood together, and the Wumeng killers lined up neatly, standing behind them and waiting for orders.

"Fourth, how long have we not brought these afterlife to kill?" The third uncle tilted his head, and looked thoughtfully at the little Zhongdu monk who was frantically fighting with the Dragon Protector Army, and a solemn murderous aura slowly came out like a giant beast that had been dormant for a long time, enveloping the night sky.

"It's been a hundred and eighty years, and after Hanyan died, we haven't taken care of Wumeng's affairs, right? It's all Qingling's kid taking care of it, or it's okay, move your muscles and bones, otherwise the bones will really fall apart. The fourth uncle shrugged his shoulders, and like the third and fifth uncles, he slowly released his murderous aura, and six dark golden Wumeng killing souls rose from behind them, in addition to their spiritual gods, there were also the immortal will of the boss, the fifth and the seventh, after Luo Hanyan, who ranked sixth, died, his killing soul was absorbed by the parent-child demon knife Luo Qingling. As soon as the five-zhang tall Wumeng Killing Soul appeared, it immediately rolled up an endless storm in the sky, and the fangs of the Wumeng Mansion slowly stretched out, which was the last powerful combat power from the Luo Clan's earlier generation, the Qingfeng Sect in the Shadow Seven Killing Sect. The six Umeng Slayer Souls let out an indifferent roar at the demon servants in the distance, rolling up their sword lights and sword shadows to strike at them.

"Wumeng Killing Soul Knock, Knock Underworld!" "Sanbo roared, three thousand Wumeng monks immediately rose into the air, six thousand killing souls opened their arms from behind to accept the night dome, and then the eyes of the three old men flashed, and a small wound was cracked on the thumb of their right hand at the same time, which was heavily wiped on their eyebrows by them, and the six Wuzhang Killing Souls immediately changed, not into the appearance of their own figures, but into the appearance of a young man wearing an emperor's robe.

"What I'm doing, this group of old things actually summoned Gu Ge's true god spirit shadow, and the forbidden technique of the Hades King Kowtow can actually be imitated and deduced to such an extent?!" Gu Xiayi, who felt a familiar Yin and Netherworld death aura surging in, lowered his head and was startled when he saw the spirit of his eldest brother Gu Ge. The ground of Xiaozhongdu has turned into a transparent and clear black of the netherworld, like a portal, and countless ghosts and ghosts under the ground are frantically rushing to the earth, as if they want to break through this confinement and rush into Kyushu!

Gu Ge's true god spirit shadow looked indifferently at the crazy demon servants in Xiaozhong, raised his hands high, bowed heavily, the roaring sound shook the northwest, the black mirror of the earth was torn apart, and countless powerful ghosts rushed out, rushing towards those demon servants frantically, it was really a thunderbolt that broke through the dark pass, and the powerful ghosts broke the seal and asked for the soul! Their will was chaotic, but the burning eyes of the ghost fire locked on every demon servant, and the heavy overlap that was not afraid of death pounced on them, sucking unwillingly, and plundering recklessly! The lowest-level ghosts, thousands of them attacked wildly, the demon servants swayed out a stream of magic light, and countless ghosts and ghosts were wiped out, but the door of the underworld has been opened, and the three elders of Wumeng burned their lives in the last years, knocked on the underworld, opened the nine netherworlds, and released countless revenants to turn into soldiers, charge, die, charge, die, and charge again!

"Once in life, why be afraid of death and injury? The Shadow Seven Killing Gate will never be defeated, because the Qingfeng Gate is still there, because we are still there! Children, Wumeng Killing Soul Knock, Second Knock Underworld!" The Four Uncles roared and laughed wildly, the Shadow Seven Killing Gate never spared the death and injury, because there is no undefeated general, there is no victorious general, there is sacrifice, there is victory!

"Children, you are too weak, too weak, we are not comparable to the Jade Guard, but we are the Seven Killing Sect of the Demon Sect with the third most powerful combat power, and we are the terrifying Demon Sect criminals in Kyushu! Pick up your sword, pick up your sword, and take up your faith as an assassin! If you can't stand the three knocks, kill the !!ancestor." The fifth uncle roared frantically, a strange-shaped war knife appeared in his hand, his Wumeng killing soul was burning, and his cultivation was not as good as the third and fourth uncles, he could only grit his teeth and bear the painful torture of the second knock on the underworld, let the greedy and ruthless underworld plunder his vitality and the majestic spiritual power that rolled like a landslide and tsunami, and then burst into the battlefield with two thousand cultivators as the weakest killers!

The starlight in the sky disappeared completely, a barrier in the transparent night dome suddenly shattered, and sharp void fragments swirled through the bodies of the demon servants, bringing their blood into the void, no matter how they roared and summoned, the lost blood did not return, they ...... They were powerful beings in the middle of the Ming Dao Realm, but they couldn't expel the void fragments that pierced their bodies.

Gu Ge's true god shadow looked at Yuan Daoning and the demon servant expressionlessly, and the void fragments shot at them frantically, Yuan Daoning screamed and tossed and turned, dodging the fragments of the void like a flash of fire, the demon servant was injured without a big deal, at most, the body was constantly making blood, but he was just a mortal, and his fragile body couldn't bear to toss!

"You hateful mortals, welcome the wrath of the noble Asura!" The demon servant's eyes spewed out magic light, and he let out an angry roar, and his body divided into countless doppelgangers, one thousand, ten thousand, one hundred thousand, and finally all the demon servants disappeared, and were replaced by a hundred thousand tall and eight tall Great Shura, smiling and rushing into the Dragon Protector Army and the Jade Guard. Among the Wumeng Hades Killers, every Great Shura has the strength of the early stage of the Juxia Realm, blood is splashed, one after another warriors are pierced through the chest, crushed the heart, blood stains the night sky red, the earth-shattering roar and the fearless battle cry are mixed together, the blood stains the entire Xiaozhong Capital, even the Jade Guards under Bai Lan have begun to be killed and injured, and more than a million low-level monks are frantically counterattacking the Dragon Protector Army under the protection of the Great Shura!

"No!" The third uncle's eyes were scarlet as he watched the five uncles who burst into the formation face dozens of great Shura, one after another deep wounds covered his back and chest, the fifth uncle's body burned with cyan demonic flames, and his eyes spewed out unprecedented sacred flames, letting out a hysterical roar, screwing off the heads of the great Shura one by one! burned most of the essence blood spiritual power, and then faced the Great Shura alone, he had reached the point of running out of oil in an instant, but the rising battle spirit made him make a decision to die without regrets - to die in battle!

"Third brother and fourth brother, we should have fallen under the pursuit of the Demon Sky Mountain, but it is enough to survive for so many years, Wumeng is the Qingfeng Gate, our inheritance has not been extinguished, what are you waiting for? Follow me, ignite our Qingfeng Demon Soul, do evil all your life, you should always do something!" Wu Bo looked back and laughed wildly, the boundless knife gang was like a meat grinder, desperately strangling everything that dared to approach him, the strength of the demon servants was beyond their imagination, the void fragments could not extinguish their vitality, if they couldn't buy time for other killers to hide in the dark, their fragile bodies could only be torn apart like rag dolls!

"That's a good point! The fifth brother walks slowly, we go together in Huangquan, who dares to block the way, destroy his reincarnation!" The third and fourth uncles laughed, looking at the killing souls of the two brothers behind them, the muddy tears slowly dripped down, and at the same time, the six Wumeng killing souls turned dark green, the war is cruel, there are many masters, killing red-eyed humans, and the crazy land stimulates their will to die, and it has always been the soldiers who are not afraid of sacrifice who determine the victory of the war, are they cannon fodder? Yes, it is because of the sacrifice of cannon fodder that they can win the victory!

"Wumeng Moyu, send the ancestor!" I don't know which leader roared, countless Moyu shed tears, and the sudden death will prompted their bodies to burst out with the same dark green flames, and the dagger with yin fire haunted the back of the monk's neck and heart again and again, six thousand and six Wumeng killing souls, and three thousand and three Wumeng killers burned the Qingfeng Demon Soul at the same time, burning with immortal will, frantically killing the same red-eyed Xiaozhongdu monk who was as fierce as a blind beast.

There are three kinds of Wumeng killers, Mo Yu, Blood Feather and Golden Feather, there is no Golden Feather after Luo Qingling, Mo Yu has become the code name of the elite killer, and the king of killers is Blood Feather.

The black giant crow rose into the air, screaming and turning into nothingness, at this moment, the countless eyes of the Dala Prefecture looked at the northwest frontier, the three hundred golden crows that were wantonly shining in the night dome were surrounded by three thousand black crows, burning proudly, the demon knife silently glanced at those ink crows and golden crows, and with a whistle, countless shadows bounced up, and raided the Dala King City! The golden raven collided with the Sky Fire Luan without any scruples, and the winged wheels of the blood-colored sword turned into golden crows frantically slammed into the walls of the Dala King City, and countless guards rushed out of the city to mingle with them.

Xunbo carried the Xuanyuan heavy halberd and led a group of dragon-swallowing ram family children to fight a hundred-zhang dragon on the coast of the East China Sea, Xunlan was lying lazily on the beach and picking his teeth, and suddenly a touch of surprise flashed in his blue eyes. A five-yuan heavy water condensed into the Xuanshui heavy halberd pierced through the dragon's reverse scales, freezing it into a piece of Xuanxian ice, Xunlan stretched out his hand to recall the Xuanyuan heavy halberd, casually threw a turquoise token into the sky, the giant sheep's head was lifelike, the dragon-swallowing organization was sensational, turned into a torrent and poured into every town and village, the overwhelmed Dala Prefecture let out a wail, the long-suffering land fell into chaos again, the tsunami in the sky dome sea soared into the sky, countless sea beasts rushed into the town by means of the sea, and launched an inhumane attack on the city defense army, the leader of all the forces in Dala Prefecture has always been Wumeng, and has always been this group of killers who value love and justice。

Yuan Daoning's head was cut off by the blood-colored blade of Jiaomu Jiao, he didn't regret it but seemed to be smiling, and the blood of the god of war completely awakened, slowly seeping into every meridian from the hidden vein, mixed into the blood!

"You bastards, have you ever thought about my feelings?!" he said with a miserable smile, although they were just a group of small killers, a group of monks with very poor qualifications, but ...... Yuan Daoning's head was thrown into the sky, his long hair was like a waterfall, he raised his head to the sky and roared angrily, and blood and tears erupted from the exploding wounds in the corners of his eyes, and a desolate ancient song surrounded the ink crow and the golden crow to send them to their funeral: "Those who hurt my hands and siblings will be punished even if they are far away; Don't care that he has 50,000 gold armor to level the world, first slaughter my blood crow and kill 3,000 Wumeng! The strong enemy comes, grind Changge, and sing together with the brothers! The will is difficult to setback, and the eagle strikes the sky thousands of miles wide; the heart is extraordinary, but the righteousness is better than death! You bastards are good, I, Yan Twelve, are here to see off my brothers and uncles!" The sea of blood is boundless, the waves are catching the sky, Wumengdian Daluo Blood Feather Old Twelve Black Crows Yan Tiannan sang to the moon, he could catch the emperor of Kyushu, he couldn't catch the remnant soul of Moyu, Gu Xia could only look at them and sigh, the guys of the Demon Sect practiced very viciously, they were cruel to others, and they were also vicious to themselves, and after the monks of the Demon Sect burned their own spirits, there were few lucky people who could enter reincarnation, even if they were reincarnated with a little remnant soul, they could only depend on their own luck, and being eaten by the wandering soul could only be said to be ruthless in the way of heaven, and the fragile remnant soul would be shattered when touched, even he Gu Xia did not dare to interfere.

Under the moon, the Shura is hideous, the dragon army is angry, the golden armor is shattered at night, the flesh is splashed, the blood is drifting on the earth, and the corpses are ambushed, the vultures in the sky are screaming, and the wolves are howling. Countless black and white-armored warriors rushed out from their unrepentant chests, indifferently holding their war knives, and slashing at the cultivators in front of them! The wind roared again, turning from cyan to black that devoured all things.

"Blood Demon Asura Abyss, get back to me!" With a low roar, his body trembled wildly, the soul of the abyss smiled bitterly did not resist, and slowly fell into a state of deep sleep, and the angry and unrepentant insisted on forcibly waking up, the abyss could only compromise, the third reincarnation blood soul seal was a sharp sword hanging above his head, and if he was disobedient, he would immediately divide the eight petals, and his form and spirit would be destroyed.

"No regrets, these Eagle Yang Army have not yet completed their transformation, and now they are in battle, and they are likely to be destroyed. Fengtian Battle Spirit lowered his hands and said slowly while standing behind him without regrets.

"Snort!" The blood-colored king's robe was taken down, and the dragon soul in the jade armor of the Great Heavenly Dragon roared, directly appearing on the surface of his body, and the broken gauntlet shuttled in the wind, and he did not regret turning his head and looking at the Fengtian battle soul indifferently, and said hoarsely: "The wind kills the guards, and the whole army attacks!"

Fengtian Zhan Soul took a deep breath, wanted to say something, and held back again, put his right hand humbly on his chest, and bent his waist: "Oh!"

Black swept across the battlefield, ravaged the heavens and the earth, devoured the living, and buried the souls of the heroes.

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