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The smoke and dust were filled, and the thousands of pounds of boulders fell to the ground, smashing all the beetle group below.

The boulder fits the ground tightly, and the people below ...... Probably more flat than bread......

The three Later Heavenly Masters received the Dharma Seal Recipe, and all of them bowed to Song Haoran, "Old Song is amazing!"

Song Jian Yuan smiled, "You guys are even more powerful!"

In this atmosphere, it is obvious that the overall situation has been decided, and it has begun to calmly invite credit.

At that moment, Jing Yan knew that a helper was coming, and his arrogance was even more arrogant. With a wave of his arm, he cut off the various long vine tripwires that were summoned to the real person's cave flute, and his body was as fast as a ghost, forcing him to the east with almost no way to retreat.

He just wants to be mad! He wants to be violent! He wants to use the power of pure Danding to crush the people who are chasing and killing his son! Because it seems that only in this way can the people present tremble and let everyone know that he is not easy to provoke when he respects his family!

Boom - Xiang Dong was finally hit by a palm on the cliff wall, and before his body could slide off, he was stuck in the throat by an iron hand.

Seeing this scene, Aya roared and pounced on her with the courage of Ji Dan after refining her body, but what she lacked was a technical attack method, a small talisman who had never learned one and a half moves, and her offensive moves at this moment were no different from those of children fighting on the streets.

Jing Yan's eyes were fixed on Xiang Dong in his hand, his head didn't turn, and with a random wave of his other hand, he fanned Aya out ten meters away.

"At the moment, do you regret it. His dry voice was emotionless. It is not so much about caring about the feelings of the other party as adding another psychological torture before the execution. This is his favorite part of the bridge, and he never misses it whenever he has the opportunity.

Xiang Dong's heart and lungs were damaged, his limbs were unable to lift, his teeth were suffocated and all exposed, and his teeth were full of plasma.

But he smiled, and he smiled as brightly as a sunflower in the Valley of Flowers.

Jing Yan wondered, shouldn't a dying mouse be in this state in a cat's paw?

Finally, with the accompaniment of Qingcheng's exclamations, he saw a huge black shadow slowly rising behind him in his pupils to the east, which was not only huge, but also skyrocketing......

What the hell? That kind of peerless and powerful penance cultivation is the instinct to seek good fortune and avoid evil, which makes his heart swell with horror again. The hairs on the whole body suddenly started for the second time today - let go, turn around!

A majestic green wolf stood three meters in front of him, no, not all wolves, just a huge wolf head, that strong body, steel needle-like body hair, limbs and skeletal structure, more like a human. However, what happened to the hooks and claws more than half a foot long on this dustpan-like giant hand?

Damn, there's a monster! Why didn't these grandsons warn me sooner?

didn't have time to think about it, the demon beast had already rushed up, and Jing Yan subconsciously rose up to meet it with all his might-Peng!

On the cliff that had just slipped to the east, there was another person on top, and this person looked even more miserable than he had just now.

Jing Yan's face was covered with blood, his arms were spread out by the huge wolf claws, and he was pressed against the cliff wall, the head of the green wolf was opposite his forehead, and the two heads were against the door of the head, but the bottom - it was not very symmetrical......

From the perspective of the audience on the side, Jing Yan's long face that crowned Qingcheng was not enough for the first time.

Because the face of the green wolf is too long...... A pair of malicious eyes overshadow half of each other's faces!

From the heavy snort that came from the veneer, Jing Fuhei smelled death for the first time.

In the face of absolute power suppression, he has a thousand means but he can't use them.

Long saliva hung from the huge fangs, and the smell of blood from the wilderness completely obliterated the human sense of smell.

No, I can't die, at least not so unhonored!

Jing Yan exerted all his strength and spurted all his blood veins, and his two pupils swelled into blood red.

It's not good, the Heavenly Master wants to explode the pill!

Far away, the three Heavenly Masters saw that the situation was not good, and immediately took action. They can tolerate failure, but they must not tolerate the Dantai Bidong Sect losing a powerful power that has not been seen in a hundred years.

The joint seal was quickly formed again, and the first person raised two fingers......

"Drink-" Sun Zhuji, who was suppressed to death, erupted, and with a single sword, he swung all the long swords in front of him, and turned sideways to pounce on the Heavenly Masters who were about to cast the magic seal again.

Desperate to die, he also wants to save his comrades!

This is the state of life.

This is the big picture.

The other person is in the air, his body is infinitely elongated, and he transforms into a handleless long sword, and the blade of the sword is pointed straight ahead!

This style reminded all those present who had participated in the Crane Singing Festival of the earth-shattering blow in the first round of the Five Elements Competition.

The phantom sword was silent, instantly spanning a distance of fifteen meters, and penetrated each of their ribs from the three Qingcheng Heavenly Masters who were lined up sideways, piercing each of them in turn. Again and again, again and again, and again and again...... Abruptly stopped!

This string of hawthorns didn't seem to realize that they had been skewered with sugar gourds, and they were a little at a loss, how could they do it?

Sun Zhuji appeared on the right flank of the last Qingcheng Heavenly Master, and turned into a human form again.

He was so tired that it seemed like a gust of wind could knock him down.

Exhausted, really tried my best......

He smiled bitterly, looked back with difficulty, and glanced at Yin Zhiping who was lying on the ground.

Master, I'm sorry.

I'll escort you here for the time being, and the rest of the way is up to creation......

The first to fall were the three Qingcheng Heavenly Masters. They came neatly and walked neatly. Now lying on the ground, equally neat.

The blood did not flow out, and the speed at which the sword passed through produced an instantaneous high temperature, ironing and closing all the wounds.

Not far away,

After the madness, Labadi is opening his bloody mouth and biting the melon seeds on Jing Yan's little head——

The Heavenly Worshippers, who never admit defeat, finally exploded.

He didn't choose to die together, he chose another jaw-dropping way.

He also opened his mouth with all his might, and even his jaw was detached because it was too open.

A palm-sized baby jumped out of his mouth and rushed directly into the relatively wide open werewolf mouth!

At this moment, most people were still immersed in the shock brought by Sun Zhuji's earth-shattering sword.

Only Song Haoran could see clearly, and he was dumbfounded, "It's not Dan...... He's a baby, he's a baby......"

They are also the Heavenly Masters of the Quanzhen Qingcheng Longmen Dantai Bidong Sect, they all know Jing Yan's ability, but no one expected that he would have quietly married a baby. He never mentioned it himself, and no one else knew about it. In previous internal performances, he has never shown his feet.

What does he want to do? Why hide the realm?

In today's world where aura is thin, every master of marrying a baby has no doubt to take up the duties of high power in the door.

To have the wind and the wind, to get the water. Why is he hiding?

Masters act like they can't even understand their own brothers!

The werewolf's bloody mouth obscured its own vision, and before it realized that the foreign object had entered its body, it had already bitten down solidly!

Sneering - Jing Yan's head is gone.

The sound of Labadi chewing on a skull is not much different from that of an ordinary person munching on the skin of a watermelon.

Well, I'm satisfied...... The wolf's tongue, which was more than two feet long, licked around the corners of his mouth, and all his brains were not wasted.

Suddenly, he had a severe cramping in his abdomen, and it seemed that a fire was burning.

Pain, he is not afraid.

But this time it was different, a powerful divine sense occupied his heart and lungs, and a voice kept commenting in his head, "Well, it's good, it's good." A good payment to get into the water...... The bones are clear and the muscles are thick...... Hmm, what a strong heart! that's great...... Hmmm, the brain seems to be a little smaller...... What an idiot!Damn, forget it...... Wait for me to expand slowly. This top Ding furnace blank is still good, and it only needs to be re-decorated...... Quack quack, Lao Tzu's ascension to immortality will not be achieved in a few days!"

Labadi's own consciousness immediately appeared in his body, and he was furious, "Who! who! who's messing with it inside? Get out of here!"

In the color of blood and red flesh, Jing Yan swaggered out, "Little wolf? I'm not going to erase you, you're going to be my watchdog in the future. ”

Boom - a white light flashed, and the spiritual platform was lost in an instant. There is no need to fight, it is all suppressed by the realm.

The huge werewolf was struck by lightning and fell into the dust of the valley mouth. His limbs twitched, and a lump of foam came out of his mouth......

The nearest Xiangdong real person has been completely stunned. What's going on?

He had just curled up at the bottom of the cliff, everything happened above his head, and due to the limitation of his viewing angle, he didn't see the moment when Yuan Ying changed his body, so he couldn't deduce the fact of taking away.

Everyone else stopped making further moves, speculating about the direction of the plot......

Sun Zhuji was no longer a threat, and he was collapsing inch by inch to the ground, unheeded.

Yin Zhiping's life and death were always unknown, lying flat on the ground silently.

Zong Fang and Shao Jinfu were under a thousand catties of boulders, waiting to collect their bodies.

Friendship......

Huh, where's Aya?

No one noticed that in a dense bush on the side of the road, a fist-sized crystal ball was flashing with a faint green light, shining in the hot sun.

The Big Mac werewolf jumped to his feet, his eyes even crazier than before, only a little more smug in the meantime. He exuded an incomparable aura all over his body, and howled loudly, "Who else-!"

This voice frightened the entire Daoist people in the valley. It's too arrogant......

Even Song Haoran can't be sure, who is this guy now? Jing Yan or Labadi?

"And me. ”

The voice was vivid, as if with the pride of the world.

A shirtless monk stepped out of the bushes, dressed in a purple robe, but had his upper body down to his belt.

Revealing a red copper-colored skin, the muscles are not very developed, but the victory is tight.

His voice was nowhere near as powerful as a werewolf, but it was solid, as if two pieces of metal were rubbing against each other.

As he stepped out of the bushes, he revealed a pair of thin-soled cowhide boots with simple craftsmanship, the tips of which were slightly upturned, in line with the curvature of the corners of his mouth.

This man has a tall nose and eagle eyes, and his face is like a knife. As soon as Pu appeared, he was scared to pee-

Jing Qianchuan crawled out of another bush and ran behind Song Haoran, "Uncle Shi, this is Ba Si Pa!"

Song Haoran didn't have time to catch up with this long-missing nephew, so he was stunned and asked, "Who is Ba Si Pa?"

"The National Teacher of the Great Mongolian Empire, the Eight-Armed God King, the Living Buddha Eight Sipa!"