Hidden terrifying muscles, agitation, and the power of the thief is huge. Its arms reach the legs and the thickness of the bowl, and its face has strange patterns. The flying sword stabbed at its body, and its body trembled and trembled, laughing arrogantly, its sharp teeth flashing in the sunlight. The sturdy man's feet were wearing shoes again, Pu Fan Da Xiaodi was barefoot and then stepped on the ground businessman, and there were a few deep cracks in the land merchant, and the body of Juda jumped up with the help of force, and pounced in the direction of the east cloud land. Donglinyun couldn't dodge, and his breath was suppressed, and he felt that Zhao Wei recognized one as an ancient god and demon, but it was like an ant.

The two sides of the battle seemed to tremble and fall to the east of the clouds, and the sturdy man strangely passed through the body of the east of the clouds, and pounced towards the flying sword where he had just started.

"Demon clan, dare to destroy the foundation of my Taishang Sect, and take the same fate!" Donglinyun heard the long roar of the ground, and then found that the flying sword was recognized, wearing a lichen robe, which was very similar to its altar business.

After a loud bang, the Taishang Sect took a famous disciple and exposed himself! And the figure of the man of the earth demon clan with strange patterns was exposed by the power of the self-exposed, flying thousands of kilometers away, collapsing countless mountain peaks, bleeding from his mouth and nose, but every time he died again, he only stood in the smoke and dust, laughing and laughing, full of crumbs.

"Could it be that the phantom is shaking and the altar envoy wants me to see the battle between the Recognition Class and the Demon Clan back then?" all kinds of signs made Dong Linyun begin to confirm that he was not in any danger at the moment.

Settle down and many of the eastern clouds began to climb towards the higher peaks, and its eyes were once again on the battlefield of farming. The flying sword of the Recognition Clan roared violently, and it bombarded towards the Demon Clan, and countless mountain peaks were silently cut off by the flying sword, leaving a straight incision.

can make such a sharp and terrifying flying sword, only a few of them cause considerable damage to the Naxie Demon Clan. What's more, so that it is useless, and even make up for the flying sword that was directly grabbed by the warriors of the Naxie Demon Clan with their bare hands, or directly crushed, or arrogantly put into mouth and chew, and there were bursts of sour screaming sounds. Then the east of the cloud can be shocked to attack, and then the demon clan's eyes are planted, but it is ridiculous like a child's toy.

Fiercely, the most tragic battle that the east Linyun has ever seen. Before that, it couldn't even imagine the scene in a dream! As soon as the demon clan approached, the disciples of the Taishang Sect revealed that they had no choice but to choose otherwise, as long as they were caught, the disciples of the Taishang Sect would be torn apart directly. And the corpse that was torn to pieces was directly stuffed into the Dakou species by the demon clan, chewing indiscriminately, and the red blood stains dripped down the corners of his mouth, making him shudder!

There are thousands of disciples of the Taishang Sect, and the cultivation has already exceeded the level of the Qishan Xuandi, the exercises are miraculous, and they are trembling behind them with extremely condensed virtual shadows to help, the sky is full of clouds, and the whole heaven and earth are shaking by their power to lead the ground to riot. Donglinyun is absolutely successful, if he faces a master of the land, the other party needs to make up for it at all, maybe he only needs a look, and he can make his mind shattered and his soul scattered.

It can make a group of cultivators who are not advanced in cultivation, and then face only one thousand demon clans, but they are at an absolute disadvantage, and they often need to recognize themselves before they can completely kill a demon clan.

The trembling breath spread from the sky, because of the cloud barrier, the east of the clouds and every time you pay attention, at this moment look up, through the clouds, can be able to fall the two thieves blurred figures, is in the clouds only business. The terrifying energy occasionally fell from the merchant side, and it was always able to make a majestic mountain disappear in an instant.

Gradually, countless mountain peaks were leveled, leaving only a mountain at the foot of the clouds in the east, and the scene of Zhao Waidi became familiar, and the scene of Qiyang Feng was now being made!

With a battle of only species, countless mountain peaks have been erased, years of erosion, grass and trees grow, maybe ten thousand years, maybe tens of thousands of years, time has long fallen, so I have forgotten it, and there was once an incomparably prosperous sect in it, it is called Taishang Sect. Donglinyun's eyes were stinging, and the Heavenly Eye Qishan was completely opened, so that it was clear that the sky was only planting and fighting. The figure of the envoy is familiar, with white hair fluttering, and his face is attractive but very young. At this moment, he is facing the enemy land with the recognition, making each one like a giant creature like a mountain, like a giant tiger, and the fur business face of Zhao Huang is covered with black patterns, but there are two giant earth horns.

The sky planting battle can be made up for at all, and it takes a lot of effort to understand the two sides of the war, but it has already made the head dizzy, and he knows what the result of the thief can go down and make up for it, and his eyes turned to the ground.

At a moment, Taishang Zong was retreating again, and the voices of self-exposure came and went, and the sad breath filled the entire battlefield, which could make the face of the emperor still burn and resolute. When the disciples of the Taishang Sect revealed themselves again, they looked nostalgically at the familiar grass and trees in front of them, and their faces even had a slight smile.

Dong Linyun felt the stinging pain in his heart, and a sad feeling filled his heart, and it had another impulse to cry. Naxie's young life is gone, and Namo is burning, it seems to have become a member of its species, and it tastes their earth's core.

It began to wave its arms. [Ten Thousand Battles Attack Technique] The ground move is to make up for the ground, and the virtual shadow behind the ground is not what to do, and the trembling becomes a thank you for the appearance of the ground, or the decisive fire, or sadness, or heroic.

It forgot about it, and its mind was full of mending and tumbling, shaking the scene of the tragic battlefield, the faster the hand planting action, the phantom behind it seemed to be in the air, and it worked hard to find the ground to take the kind of Yiping, and finally fully comprehended at this moment, the power of the [Ten Thousand Battles Attack Technique] was stronger and stronger.

It can make it rejoice in every way, and the face is full of sorrow. It can't help the battle, maybe it's only a phantom in itself, but it's real. But no matter how real it may be, it will tremble and remain like air, and each will appear in a special state and then be a bystander. No matter how sad or resentful, the trembling can only be held quietly.

The vigorous emotions in its heart make it just want to vent, and every time it has the slightest comprehension of the earth consciousness, it only happens to echo the essence of the [Ten Thousand Battles Attack and Attack Technique], so it has cultivated the Dharma and then supplemented the consciousness and has completely stepped into the [Fa] Floor Realm. Regardless of whether you want to be down, the battlefield is only farming, and the battle has come to an end, although hundreds of demon clans have lost half of their burns, they can only fight against the Taishang Sect, and there are only a few people who can stand up straight.