Infinite Cultivation Immortals Five Hundred and Sixty-Eight Broken Castle Sword Explosion Lian shè

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"The door is broken!"

The screams of despair from humanity. It came from the second gate of the Arbat Castle.

"Block! Each person will be given a high-grade immortal stone!"

Another high-pitched voice appeared. And a lot of rewards were offered

"Goo"

Accompanied by this crab armor sickle demon, there was a terrible scream.

The silver arm of the soft-shelled turtle snapped away. A pair of strangely shaped blue-black sè offal. It was pulled out alive by the soft-shelled turtle.

"Whew"

The sound of killing shook the sky. The monsters frantically poured into the Arbat Castle.

Fierce fighting and heavy casualties outside the city gates. Let the monsters understand. Fresh flesh inside the castle. But it's much cuter than the group of evil gods at the mouth of the city.

"Brother Qian. The city was broken. Let's go in first. Let's get my friend out!"

Di Martel white sè sea bowl thick white sè sword light one. Stabbed a crab scythe demon through a halve. Regardless of the burning white flames that have burned in the chest. The guy who is still desperately wielding two blue-black sè blades. Turn your head. Shouted at Yuki.

The old money sè eight flutes burst like electricity. Draw a crab armor scythe demon into a spinning top in the air. Flew out in a spin upside down.

But he smiled coldly in his heart: "This is Di Matel's friend." What the hell is there?--Is this yīn dangerous guy so willing to die?"

Generally speaking. A person who thinks yīn is dangerous. The fear of death is a little heavier.

I like to hide behind and calculate people. But he will not rush to the front to sacrifice his life and forget his life!

Able to make a yīn risky home. Something so desperate must not be ordinary!

Old money is a golden move. The roar was like thunder: "Then it will be as you wish!

With a thunderous killing. The crab armor sickle demon in front of the old money. Unexpectedly, he gave up a way alive!

Crazy guy again. I saw my companions flying out from someone one after another. It becomes a pile of rotten cloth bags. I know in my heart that I am afraid, and I also know how to avoid strong enemies

What is murderous?

It's the opponent's xìng life. Pile of stuff!

There will be no tricks!

Thereupon. Old money just crashed into the passage. The fire tree shrank. It's like an umbrella. The flaming knife appeared again on top of this shrunken umbrella and stabbed forward!

The four monsters immediately became flaming lamb skewers.

A burnt smell of barbecue spread rapidly within the narrow city gate.

The passage of the city gate is narrow and long, and it is definitely not suitable to use such a large-scale killing technique as the Liangyi Divine Thunder. Will bury himself in a piece.

"Brush!"

The shrinking fire tree opened violently again. On every flaming leaf on every branch of the fire tree. There is a flower bone with yù in it.

In an instant, these bones grew when they saw the wind. It's the size of a wine glass.

Followed by. The sound of "sneering" sounded. These flowers. Continuously send shè out towards the front. Connected into a strip of gold dust. Three straight lines of withered yellow sè.

Except that there is no "knock. 咚-咚". Some eighteen-heavy swords exploded in size during the flight. It is more violent than the cannon of the company. More intensive.

Gold dust sè. Withered yellow sè flowers. Bloom while flying.

It seems to penetrate the wind and rain, and it seems to penetrate the chūn autumn. Finally penetrated time and space.

The five or six monsters that stopped in front of Qian Xing resisted a little. It was blasted into slag by successive superimposed explosions. Give the flowers of the beautiful death that followed. Get out of the way of the air flight.

A slippery flower of death. It has become a powerful impact like an extraterrestrial star. The sound of an explosion linked together. It resounds in a narrow passage. Like a thunderclap!

These eighteen heavy swords exploded. Concentrated hair shè on top of the tree. The effect turned out to be haode amazing.

I want to stop this continuous accumulation shè. What is needed is space. It's the distance!

And in the middle of the narrow passage. These two are precisely the most lacking!

The despicable and shameless back protrudes with the terrifying power of multiple sword explosions superimposed on each other. Let the money be fortunate in this particular time and space. Became a monster life harvester!

Turn around and resist. It can't be used at all. It's a dead end. Only to rush forward. Rush into the main castle of Arbat.|Use the space of the main castle of Arbat. There will be a way to live.

Qian Xing rushed to the third of the passage. The monster in the front passage finally collapsed.

Maybe a violent death in a bloody battle. They are not afraid.

But slaughter others from behind such aggrieved people. It's just that the quality is strong. I can't stand it. The monster in front. When it was a bit of a psychological breakdown.

They screamed. Pushing. Rushing to the front. Rush away. Only access to the castle. There is a possible way to live.

After the old money shè finished the sword bursting flowers on the fire tree. No new sword burst flowers were condensed.

This type of attack is dense and cool. It's just too much of a drain on the spiritual power in the body.

Now that the monsters no longer have the courage to fight back. Old Qian Lehe, the things rushed forward with their heads bored!

The strength of the second gate is an empty hall. It's thousands of square meters.

The interior of the hall is luxuriously decorated

Jewels. The façade is as usual a sandstone castle paved with gold sè.

As soon as you enter this courtyard. I saw that this courtyard had become a battlefield of Shura!

its scenes. Flesh and blood fly - the horn continues.

Human monks. An unabyssally abyssified Blue Lihzahrd monk. Armed goldfish people and the figures of various monsters rushed and dashed. Chase back and forth. Sword and magic light. One after the other. Slashing at each other!

within this confined space. Means of long-range attacks. Doesn't work anymore. It's liliang that fights. It's the speed of reaction. The strength of the body's defenses.

Qian Xing and Di Martel entered this hall. Di Martel looked around. But I didn't see the shadow of that friend's family.

Di Matel's eyes immediately fell on a revolving stone ladder on the left side of the hall!

Handrails and steps of stone stairs. All of them are carved with the beauty of jīng, this lifelike mythological story.

But at the moment. These heroes of the gods. And did not jump out of the carving to help their admirers.

There was only one squad of guards in heavy armor. Inside and outside the stone staircase. and the monster that tried to rush up the stone ladder fought desperately.

A black-faced bearded man. Dressed in armor, a long axe was attached to it, a crimson glow. Between the waves. It's like a fiery lion dancing!

Between drinking and scolding. Like a wild lion!

"We are the Bifu Army. The people who are in danger are hiding on the floor!"

Di Martel flew and jumped. With a sword in his back, he stabbed the head of a crab armor sickle demon into a burning white torch, and then asked loudly to the big man.

"Bifu Army?"

The decisive eyes of the big man are bright!

But there were only two floating armies. The big man's eyes. It's a dark!

As long as there is hope to live. Who wants to die!

"They've all moved to the second floor, how many of you are here?"

The huge axe of the black-faced bearded man whisked in the wind. Asked eagerly towards Di Martel.

"Get out of the way. We're here to save my friends!"

Dimatel to the answer. Change your face immediately. The big man shouted and quickly got out of the way.

The black-faced man had a look of anger on his face, but stepped aside. He was clearly the head of these guards. He stepped aside. The guards stepped aside.

Although he is not weak, he is only a guard hired by the lord of Alba.

Evacuate to the second floor. Inside the Arbat Castle, you can either be rich or rich. Dimatel was going up to save people. Obviously, it has a lot to do with these rich people. He had to obediently get out of the way.

Dimatel turned into a blue light. One rushed forward.

But Qian Xing didn't follow immediately, he used the light of appreciation. glanced at this black-faced, bearded man.

"Brother, here we are eleven. Nine more people came in at once. If you don't dislike it. It can be after we rescue people. Leave with us. ”

This black-faced man is loyal and brave. In this case, there was no withdrawal from the inside of the Arbat Fort. He also led his brothers to fight to the death here.

This kind of xìng lattice. Qian Xing likes it!

Those yīn treacherous. Qian has long been tired of the xìng grid that looks like old money. It's also very above board.

But. People are like that. I am shameless again. But he wants others to be honest and loyal to him.

At least. This man's loyalty to his employer. There are no words.

Qian Xing said so. In fact, he wanted to save this great man and his brothers.

Although the Han is considered a loyal and brave man. But he's not stupid!

The two Bifu Army Captains who can kill all the way here from outside Arbat. Are you an idle person?

Di Matel's cultivation just now. He barely had a rough outline in his mind. But. The ten-captain of this Bifu Army. Give Di Matel the feeling. It's like a bottomless lake!

I couldn't feel any shadow at all.

Immediately. And he understood. Here's your chance to save!

"Understood. You can rest assured. I, Galante, and my brethren. You won't be troubled by adults. ”

A big man with a black face and a beard. A rough answer.

Old money gives Gallant a friend to smile at Haode. A flash. People have already appeared on the second floor.

The green light that the old money turned into. A flash at the staircase on the second floor. "Ahh

The entire second floor was filled with another scream. There were men and women who screamed. There are old and young.

There are more than a dozen guard-like figures. The magic light on the sword is condensed. Faintly ready to go!

A glimmer of light. It shows the figure of Lao Qian and the armor of the Captain of the Bifu Army.

"Whew"

Old money just saw it. The hall was filled with gorgeously dressed men, women and children. They all breathed a sigh of relief.

"it. The guts of so many of you. It's a little smaller than a mouse. Are you all rats and orcs?"

Old Qian looked at him with contempt. daxiao hurt these guys.

That's when I noticed. Lying in front of him was the corpse of a burnt Light-Weary, and several torn human corpses.

Di Martel. Half-kneeling on a human corpse. I think half of my shoulder is gone. Chest and abdomen dehiscence. It seems that the big fat man who has already decided to rescue him. (To be continued.) If yù knows what will happen later. Please lock the chapter for more. Support the author. Yes!)