After the thirteen demon ice wolves turned into powder, another hurricane suddenly blew around Liu Lianlang's body, and where the clouds and mist dispersed, one hundred and eight ghost-green giant robes suddenly appeared, and their faces were all wearing three wolf head masks, each with a glint in their eyes, and their strength was probably at the strength of the Dan period. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Liu Lianlang secretly thought in his heart, these people should be the one hundred and eight rudder masters of the Soul Demon Gate in the legend of the Soul Demon Gate, judging by the number of their mask wolves is four less than the thirteen Demon Ice Wolves, they should have a lower status in the Soul Demon Gate, but their forces are all very powerful existences.

One hundred and eight masters formed a circle, firmly enclosing the willow dragon above the Cuiqian Divine Dragon, there was no nonsense at all, one of the people in the ghost green giant robe, with both palms raised, ten fingers quickly gave birth to a sharp sharp edge that flashed with essence, and then with a strange flicker, it was towards Liu Lianlang, and before the body was reached, ten fierce biting cold winds had suddenly shot in. Then, the two-handed evil tiger pulled out his heart, and there was a strange scratch on Liu Zhilang's chest.

Every time he scratched, he brought up the sharp cold wind of the five bones, and everywhere he went, it was cold, Liu Lianlang was surprised by the other party's fast skills at the same time, his eyes condensed, and his body changed strangely, on the one hand, waiting for the opportunity to knock down the other party, and on the other hand, he was vigilant against the attacks of other helmsmen around.

The other helmsmen all glanced at the figures of the two fighting on the emerald dragon with their eyes unremittingly, holding their shoulders with their hands, as if they were full of confidence in the helmsman who came on the field, standing there to watch the excitement, and secretly laughing at the incompetence of the thirteen demon ice wolves in their hearts.

There was a stabbing sound, and in the blink of an eye, the other party grabbed another claw, and above the sharp cold claw, at this time, another spark burst out, making a sharp and piercing sound.

Liu Lianlang suddenly became interested, and the previous idea of using the Xianyuan Sword and the Xuanhei Divine Sword to kill the other party was swept away by the other party's recklessness, and he wanted to fight with the other party in the most primitive and direct way, which seemed to be more exciting.

Thinking like this, Liu Zhilang deliberately let the other party get close to the body of Cuiqian Shenlong and talk to the other party for a while.

After Liu Lianlang scrutinized it, he immediately mastered the practice method of the opponent's sharp claws, so he also began to use the same strange claw magic skills as the other party, attacking even more strangely.

The other party was stunned for a moment, and then let out a strange scream, and the change in body shape suddenly accelerated, and in less than a moment, hundreds of claws had already attacked. And Liu Lianlang is even more, following like a shadow, and then flickering, only seeing countless overlapping figures, and he can't see where his real body is at all.

"Huh?" Seeing Liu Lianlang using the same divine claw technique as the helmsman in the circle, the one hundred and seven helmsmen outside the circle were all surprised. Qi Qi couldn't help but be surprised.

But then, what they didn't expect was that they saw a silver-clothed and white-haired man suddenly slash past the side of the helmsman in the circle, and then returned to the emerald dragon with a steady body, standing there calmly, holding something in his palm, and his eyes showed a smug look.

And this helmsman, his claws stopped in the void, frozen in place, and at the same time that the mask on his face was torn off by the willow waves, a large transparent hole appeared in his heart.

His pale face was twisted in pain, his eyes flashed with disbelief, and he stared coldly at the bleeding hole in his chest. After a while, his eyes gradually lost color, and he lay on his back on Cuiqian Shenlong. His gaze happened to fall on the palm of the silver-clothed and white-haired man, and he saw him, with his five fingers together, and suddenly a cloud of blood mist filled everywhere, and after a while, his face felt a trace of dampness, which was the blood of his own heart.

Crushed the heart of the helmsman at his feet, Liu Zhilang's eyes were filled with a cold evil breath, a desire to kill, suddenly burst out from the bottom of his heart, looking at the lifeless helmsman under his feet, he probed with one hand, and sucked the other party's Yuan Shen who had not had time to escape into the palm of his hand, and without any hesitation, he clenched it into foam.

I saw that on the back of the Cui Qian Divine Dragon, the last cry of the helmsman was completely wiped out in this world, just like the end he had slaughtered all other lives.

Liu Yanlang snorted coldly, and with a wave of his silver sleeves, the dead body lying at his feet suddenly shot at the feet of one of the one hundred and seven helmsmen around.

Seeing the fate of this helmsman, the one hundred and seven helmsmen around, their hands holding their shoulders, slowly put down, and their bodies were covered with a mysterious aura, and suddenly, the two helmsmen took off the wolf's head mask, their eyes were bloodshot, and they flashed with dazzling coldness.

Liu Lianlang glanced at the figures of the two Shang who were still in the air, and they had already appeared in the middle of the two of them, and after the Xianyuan Sword slashed a circle of red light arcs, there were immediately two more corpses in the void, one was chopped off from the head, and the other was cut in two by the oblique. Then, Liu Lianlang appeared in front of the one hundred and four still standing helmsmen like a ghost.

In the shock, the one hundred and four helmsmen instinctively retreated more than a hundred feet, and gathered together one after another, facing the willow waves. Looking at this shadowy white-haired man who was almost crazy.

I saw him with silver hair fluttering, hunting in white, holding a red divine sword, and his eyes flashed with a chilling shimmering coldness. One hundred and four monks in the Dan period never dreamed that the cultivation of the same Dan period would have such a superb realm beyond themselves, and they would be able to kill the three monks in the Dan period in the blink of an eye, a powerful existence that is unique in thousands of miles, and even the Yuan Shen would not let go.

Domineering, ruthless, vicious, ruthless, indifferent, these words are the words that other sects use to describe themselves, but today they use to describe each other.

However, for death, it has never been something that a real monk is afraid of, and the way of cultivating immortals is to go against the sky, and if you succeed, you will laugh and be proud for nine days, and if you fail, you will have no regrets.

One hundred and four helmsmen unanimously threw off the terrifying masks of the three wolf heads, because in front of such a powerful opponent, any terrifying disguise would not have the slightest effect, but would appear to be hypocritical!

Liu Lianlang saw that the other party had ripped off his mask, bowed his head slightly, and said secretly, the other party still has a backbone when he is dying, at least he dares to show his true face.

Liu Lianlang looked at the other party one by one, and found that most of the other party were over 100 years old, and there were few young people, but they were all with bright eyes, and they knew at a glance that they had strong strength.

The two sides only looked at each other for a moment, and then immediately killed in one place. However, this time, one hundred and four helmsmen learned the lessons of the first three, and did not give Liu Ronglang the opportunity to attack which helmsman in depth, whenever Liu Ronglang used a desperate move, the other helmsman on the other side would give just the right hand to help, so that Liu Ronglang had to reflexively change the target of the attack.

Liu Lianlang's eyes showed a fierce light, seeing the other party's tricks, he suddenly let out a long roar, and his body suddenly increased his speed, using the magic skills of Wenyang Palace that he learned by chance at the Yi Bao Conference.

"Drifter Wuji Divine Skill!Are you a person from Wenyang Palace?" The one hundred and four helmsmen exclaimed in unison when they saw the strange changes in Liu Zhilang. At the same time, he stared in horror into the void, and the cold eyes of the waves in front of the road were everywhere.

Weird, evil, seductive, bloodthirsty, greedy, cold, death, this is the feeling of one hundred and four helm masters in an instant, and then they felt bursts of ice stinging from different parts of their bodies, and then they saw that the silver-haired man returned to the emerald dragon again, and the golden mangs flashed between his palms and ten fingers, and the silk golden mangs wrapped around himself and the one hundred and four helmsmen of the Yuan Shen True Yuan Dan, which was instantly crushed by it, and then with a sneer, the emerald divine dragon suddenly shook away towards the top of the Tongyun Palace.

A moment later, the bodies of the one hundred and four helmsmen popped one after another, and all of them turned into a blood mist, which dispersed under the moonlight, and disappeared with the wind in the dark void.

Liu Lianlang was full of anger, a burst of crazy electricity, and in a blink of an eye, the imperial dragon came to the top of the huge palace of Tongyun Palace, scanning the extremely magnificent buildings in the palace, and was about to swoop down, suddenly felt that there was a layer of imperceptible enchantment above the top of the palace, and couldn't help but be furious, and raised the fairy sword and slashed down, only to hear a burst of cracks, a crack immediately appeared on the enchantment, Liu Lianlang followed by a few swords and slashed, and the enchantment made a loud noise, and then disappeared.

Liu Lianlang was happy for a while, riding the Cuiqian Divine Dragon for a while, flying towards the palace master hall in the depths of Tongyun Palace, and when he was flying wildly above the layers of pavilions, he suddenly felt the clouds and smoke in front of him, and a sea of fog appeared, and in the center of the sea of fog Miao Miao floated a looming palace top.

After Liu Lianlang examined it, he was about to shoot into the mist, when he suddenly saw seven shining figures shooting out of the clouds.

When I looked closer, I couldn't help but be shocked in my heart, only to see that the other party was seven old men with seven cranes and children's faces, but their strength turned out to be a huge existence of the strength of the Yuan Infant Stage.

"Well, that's good, boy, you actually defeated thirteen Soul Demon Order Enforcement Envoys, Thirteen Demon Ice Wolves, and those one hundred and eight helmsmen! And you have the ability to destroy the barrier, speaking of which, you are the first in more than 10,000 years. But it's a pity, according to your current cultivation, it would be a dream to defeat our seven-star holy envoy and break into Tongyun Palace!" said a short and fat old man among the seven crane-haired old men.

"Haha! It seems that those Demon Ice Wolves and one hundred and eight helmsmen just now also said such things! As a result, they all died miserably!" Liu Lianlang raised his head and sneered.

"That's them, in front of us, there will never be such a thing, I advise you to go back obediently, seeing that your cultivation is not easy to come by, why come here to die!" the short and fat old man continued.

"Haha, do you think Zai Xia is a person who has nothing to do? If it weren't for your Soul Demon Sect Master Luo Tianhe doing the dirty things that you wronged in Xia, how could Zai Xia come here to be boring. Liu Zhilang said.

"Lu Tianhe?" The short and fat old man's eyes flashed when he heard this name, and he glanced sideways at the other six old men and repeated, his eyes suddenly flashed, and he said with a smile: "Hahaha, what you said about Lu Tianhe, this star envoy has a little impression, he used to be the captain of a palace gate guard of the soul demon gate, and he has a relationship with this star envoy, but there has been no news of him for more than ten thousand years, and it is rumored that Mitian Shayu has done evil." Where is he the master of the Soul Demon Sect, not even as good as a sweeper in the Tongyun Palace?hahaha, it seems that you have been fooled by him!" The short and fat old man laughed.