The birth of the Death Pill shocked the crown dragon star, the martial arts people bee chrysalis gathered in two places, the Tenglong Pavilion of the Divine Axe Mountain and the Dragon Palace, ordinary people are also crazy in fantasy, and they get the death pill and soar to the sky!

On the observation deck of Tenglong Pavilion, Cheng Yan was frightened, her face was discolored, why are there so many people? The Divine Axe City is crowded with people, the streets, roofs, and houses are full of martial arts people, oh my God, crazy, how many people should there be?

Wu Zong gathered more than 300 people, how could there be so many? Sideburns were snow-white, wrinkles were like goosebumps, had all the old monsters in this world been dispatched?

Not to mention, how many people should there be around the Dragon Clan's Palace, how many Martial Sects? It's terrifying, the revival of the Dragon People is comparable to ascending to the sky, what should I do?

Cheng Yan was frightened, although the martial arts people were afraid of the martial arts and did not dare to enter the Divine Axe Gang, but the martial arts sect sat quietly around the Tenglong Pavilion, and a wave of evil qi was invisibly derived, forcing her to not be able to resist anything. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Zheng Shang quietly retreated to the middle of the Tenglong Pavilion Ladder, his face was pale, why? Why are there so many martial arts sects among the barbarians? The revival of the dragon people is a joke, when will the Wudang faction return to its former glory?

The iron tower was paralyzed on the observation deck, the first evil qi was soaked in palpitations all over the body, cold sweat soaked a large area of the floor, flowing down the gaps, bastard, bullying the small, these martial arts sects were all shameless and skinless.

On the contrary, Chu Ling'er was very calm, looking around the situation strangely, puzzled, surprised, why did they rob other people's things?

One stone and a thousand waves, the Emperor of the Long Clan was angry enough, and the martial arts people gathered on the periphery of the palace, gathering more and more, what should I do?

The soldiers are like mustard in front of the martial arts people, the huge number has far exceeded the guards, and the Long clan is in danger, why is this happening?

I thought that the victory was in hand, but when the two empires became a group of heroes, waving the army to crush a plate of scattered sand was just around the corner, unifying the world and enjoying the reputation of the Holy Ancestor Emperor, and being praised by the world for eternity, is it just a luxury and a bubble?

I knew that I should have exchanged the Divine Wood for the Holy Jade King, and I wouldn't have fallen into this step, once the imperial soldiers were severely injured by the martial arts people, the empire would be worried, and even directly wiped out?

Long Xuan regretted it, slumped on the dragon chair, frowning and keyholes, the afterglow was full of trembling ministers and generals, they were panicked and had a heart of escape, could it be that the Long clan was over?

One wrong step is all lost, I didn't expect that little bastard to have this hand, it's really hateful, hum, this emperor is against the sky, since the matter has come to this point, he will start from the martial arts people.

"Report, start to play my emperor, the east wall has been infiltrated by martial arts people, the brocade guard can't bear it, and now it's in danger, please show my emperor?"

"Retreat, where is Li Aiqing, why don't you see him?" Long Xuan was shocked to pat the armrest of the dragon chair, his face was gloomy, his heart was frightened, bastard, could the Li family really rebel?

"Playing my emperor, General Li said that he was sick for three days and did not go to the court, at this moment, I am afraid that he will not be able to avoid it, my emperor has already prepared!" The prime minister said, implying that the Li family's anti-intentions are obvious, but it is a pity that the emperor has repeatedly tolerated and nurtured adultery, and the disaster is not far away.

"Hmph, whoever dares to disobey and destroy his nine clans, the empire is in trouble, and he should fight with one heart and revitalize the empire for all generations!"

"War, long live my emperor, long live, long live!" The ministers announced their lines, their mouths were wrong, but they couldn't tune out, the Long family's demise was imminent, and they really shouldn't refuse to accept the Li family's wooing, and now they are in the middle of life and death.

Martial arts people gathered around the palace, the Long clan is not guaranteed, there is a way out, is there a way out now?

A group of ministers with their own ghosts, one after another guarded the palace gate with weapons, pretending to guard the palace hall, and everyone looked frightened and panicked.

There are many people in the martial arts, eating is a problem, the surrounding area of the palace is looted, killing people and setting fires, and everything is done.

In the middle of the night, countless people rushed into the inner courtyard of the palace to fight, relying on the strength of the crowd to plunder the Jinyi guards, and they were greeted by thousands of arrows.

The battle situation is white-hot, and the martial arts people have no way to retreat, holding swords to block, carrying corpses to block, and they have bravely moved forward, advancing without retreating, and the battle has not stopped for three days and three nights.

At this moment, the Dragon Clan's palace was full of blood, dead corpses were everywhere, hidden weapons, poisoned arrows, swords, guns and swords were dense in sight.

"Jingle ......"

"Drink, Kill ......"

The inner courtyard of the palace shouted and killed loudly, the two sides were inseparable, and the top of the palace, the flower beds, the ground, the attic and other areas were full of fighting figures.

The moon is hidden and the stars are scarce, and a figure falls from the sky, the figure is like a phantom, ethereal and traceless, like a burst of green smoke drifting by, and the people who are fighting below do not find a trace of abnormality.

This person has white hair fluttering, a tiger head mask to cover his face, coming and going without a trace, wandering in the inner courtyard of the palace, wandering, investigating, touching the ground after several twists and turns, hanging under the eaves of the gloomy attic, only to see the four martial arts sects sitting in all directions, waiting for a bunch of fiery red sacred trees, that must be Qi Fengmu.

On the upper part of the tiger's head mask, a pair of bright eyes were shining, and he groaned slightly, and the white-haired prodigal son shouted: "Qi Fengmu is here, rob, kill him, stop!"

After the words were finished, there was no trace, and the souls of the four martial arts sects flew out of the sky, and they couldn't find anyone, just when the four of them suspected that they were white-haired prodigal sons, they were flocked to fight by martial arts people, and the quiet garden was bloody and bloody.

The four martial arts sects formed a formation to face the enemy, all of them fought with mental power, they did not show their internal strength, they did not dare to touch the regulations, and they were also worried about damaging the Qi Fengmu, so the battle seemed to be very elegant, only the space fluctuated and stirred.

However, hundreds of people didn't know what was going on, and they plunged into the network of mental power, and their bodies were directly cut off and died, which frightened the later generations to retreat and watch, and the heart of plunder did not die.

In the center of the field, four against six were invincible, and suddenly three martial sects were killed, and the four martial sects were in trouble, their lives were in danger, and the security psychology turned into fighting for their lives.

At this time, an ethereal figure fell to Qi Fengmu, with a soft sound, people go, Shenmu was empty, and the people who were fighting roared endlessly: "White-haired prodigal, you are ...... to die"

", villain, thief......"

Qi Fengmu disappeared, the fight stopped, and the four martial arts sects turned pale, raised their hands and shot out a dragon-shaped firework, which bloomed high in the air for three seconds.

"Bastard, how is it possible?" Long Xuan roared in anger, gritting his teeth with hatred, struggling in his heart, no, the courtiers are centrifuged, and the gains outweigh the losses if they continue to fight, let them be loyal to the empire!

"Everyone exit the main hall to defend against strong enemies, and those who violate the order will be killed!"

"Obey the order, the ministers must cooperate to resist the enemy!" the minister was ordered to exit the main hall, close the door of the hall and wait outside.

Wang Huo flicked his right hand, the letterhead turned into powder and scattered in the pond water, lying on his back in the pond water and exhaled: "Haha, the white-haired prodigal son successfully stole the Qifeng Wood, the Long clan is in danger, and you won't wait until you go to snatch the dragon root." ”

The words were amazing, the golden silk bird shuttled back and forth without escaping the realm of Wu Zong's perception, and when he watched the content of the letterhead, he vaguely sensed a part, it's over, the decline of the Dragon Empire is imminent, to rob or not to rob?

People's hearts are turbulent, it's useless to stay here, you can't kill him, you can't kill him, whoever kills him first is suppressed and besieged by everyone, what should I do?

"Nothing is gained, Wu Zong lacks morality, thousands of speeches, and the mood is difficult to overcome, hahaha!" Wang Huo threw out a mood bomb, which shocked Wu Zong to look at each other, this is a curse?