Home help read, plan to read. The monks who had fled had already filled the sky.

In front of this terrifying killing god, scattering is the only way to survive!

The sword light of Yuebai Sè actually had another flavor like a trick and dance.

Between the twists. It is extremely beautiful, without a bit of fireworks in the world.

In the fierce murderous aura that soared into the sky, it was like a phoenix, dancing there!

People chase and kill. Tens of thousands of people fled!

Like slaughtering a chicken and killing a sheep, no one dares to resist!

The difference between an ordinary monk and a strong man against the sky is simply shown with a 10,000-fold magnifying glass.

The soul of the dark flower god, the strongman demeanor shown in the mine, compared with this Xuan**, suddenly lowered by a few catties in a row. The grade is average.

"Fengtian dance, there is nothing in the world.

Just walk around. A thousand miles of blood!"

Qian Xing slapped his hands. I couldn't help but chant these limericks. The new address of this site has been changed to summer: Sishan Cave plus 8 four, please log in to read

"Good, good. Good. Brother Qian's poem is simply wonderful, and the artistic conception is far-reaching!"

Fan Wu's face was fanatical, and he applauded again and again.

Think of these few lines of poetry. The description of Xuan ** is really wonderful.

"This guy is a nymphomaniac. There is no help.

Qian Xing shook his head secretly. For such fanatical nymphomaniac people. It's like the ball, those fanatical star chasers.

It's useless to say anything to him.

These lines of his poems. Does it mean praise?

"Su'er, that's enough. ”

A majestic and deep voice sounded, and in an instant, people within a radius of hundreds of miles could hear it clearly.

The leader of the Phoenix clan, hating the east wind, finally spoke.

The opponent's large array of 40,000 people had been nearly broken, and they had suffered heavy casualties and fled in all directions.

The disciples of this Wuxia Divine Sheep Peak have already used their lives to see the power of the Phoenix Clan.

Judging by the spiritual eyes of the hatred of the east wind, every disciple of Wuxia Shenyang Peak who is still alive, their blood and spiritual power are in a violent and incomparably fluctuating situation, which is caused by extreme fear!

This fear. These survivors will stay with them for a long time.

If the state of mind is not cultivated, this extreme fear may accompany them for the rest of their lives!

After they returned to their own sect, the prestige of the Phoenix clan. It will be proclaimed by their mouths to the extreme.

To this kind of enemy who is inferior in cultivation, it is worth more to live than to die.

Hate Dongfeng, who was shrouded in the green sè cloak, smiled disdainfully and gave the order to stop killing and poking.

The moon-white sè sword light finally stopped pursuing, and with a long light whistle, the extremely bright moon-white sè light gradually extinguished, revealing a pair of distant and deep eyes.

"At least thirteen thousand dead!

Kill the gods...!"

There was a kind of fear in Luanpo's voice.

As a Void Walker, it's not unheard of seeing too many dead people die.

However, a single sword killed 13,000 monks. This kind of blood, this kind of method, even those demons in the abyss, is not often seen.

The white sè light flashed in the air.

But it stopped in the air a hundred meters away from the black-clothed boy.

The eyes of the distant and deep silence looked at the short black-clothed boy quietly.

Immediately, the young man in black, even along with Qian Xing next to him. The soft-shelled turtle and the three of them all felt an overwhelming chill.

In this chill, it is so cold and cold, so indomitable, and so never looking back!

Looking at it in the eyes of still water, it seems to be covered by a raging karmic fire that has burned everything.

It's as if you want to throw all of your people's qi and spirits into the raging karmic fire that burns everything, and burn them all to the ground!

Qian Xing, soft-shelled turtle, and Luan Po were all taken by the power of Xuan ** for a while, and they felt as if they were solidified.

The so-called might. To put it bluntly, it is the momentum watered with blood.

The more you kill, the more powerful you become.

Only the soul of the dark god, the incarnation of the dark god, has also killed countless beings himself. Although they were beaten by Qian Xing and their cultivation, their cultivation was reduced by more than half, but it was not completely deterred by the power of Xuan**!

However, Xuan**'s eyes are grassy!

The soul of 幽jīng knew it immediately. Oh no!

I knew that Xingzang had been seen through by such a strong person, and I would never enter the Jade Mountain again. I'm afraid that today is inevitable.

"Peng!"

The circle of blood was shocked. Xuan**'s recommended evil aura has been shaken open.

The short black-clothed boy sealed his hands and played dozens of tricks in a row!

Pointing towards the entire blue light that shrouded the huge jade mountain!

The blood light shè out. A little bit of the huge blue light began to distort.

The short black-clothed boy turned into a scarlet and evil blood light. Towards the place where the formula falls, it is a pounce!

Xuan** raised his fingers!

He drank softly: "Certain!"

The Dao was like a thumb-sized ball of light composed of countless colored points of light, and in a flash, it disappeared into this scarlet and evil blood light.

The form of the dwarf ghost of the ghost suddenly appeared in the air.

Still flying forward!

It's just that the surface of the whole body is already covered with countless colorful light spots.

I was imprisoned!

"It's over" one "

The soft-shelled turtle let out a mournful roar, and it was dark in front of him, and his body staggered in the air.

Finally, I made up my mind to become a benevolent if I didn't succeed, and I wanted to take the remnants of this ghostly soul for myself

For an old fritter who is in the rivers and lakes, everything must leave a way out, this kind of determination to become a benevolent if it is not successful,

It's the hardest to get down.

Unexpectedly. Even if it's out of the way. Got this pound. Resolution.

The object to be absorbed was imprisoned by the Phoenix clan again.

The soft-shelled turtle was already speechless and asked the sky, did he and this phoenix clan make a mistake...

The last time I transferred my power to myself, it was this Phoenix clan who ruined their good deeds.

Soft-shelled turtles, now I really want to roast all the birds on the fire!

Qian Xing only felt a tingle in his scalp.

I chased it for a long time. The soul of the ghost jīng that hasn't been done yet.

This catty. Xuan** is just a finger!

"But, this head, I have to come out."

This Xuan ** imprisons the soul of Yu jīng, doesn't it just provide the conditions for the soft-shelled turtle to absorb and upgrade?

The Phoenix Clan, a natural divine beast, was born from the middle qi of heaven and earth, and naturally looked down on the blood stains of the body composed of the soul of the ghost.

What about the phoenix clan's weishenme imprisoning the soul of this ghost?

Formula. Open this magic method to protect the blue light that shrouds the Jade Mountain, I'm afraid this is what the Phoenix clan wants.

Put it this way. There is still room for negotiation.

Missed this one. If the soft-shelled turtle wants to make a qualitative leap, it is quite difficult.

Now that the wind is surging, the soft-shelled turtle, as its old partner, is still loyal and trustworthy.

In any case, I have to help the soft-shelled turtle come out again.

"Fairy Xuansu, it's really amazing, I admire it" However, Fairy Xuansu, this young man in black, is all of us, and we have worked hard to fight "Look"

Qian Xing took a step forward and said with a smile on his face.

Since the innate mysteries of the earth system and the wood system have been fused, how long has it been since he has spoken to people with such a humble attitude?

No way... This is so ruthless!

Qian Xing comforted himself in his heart.

Xuan ** turned his head and looked at Qian Xing coldly.

"Do you know what this thing is?"

Sun yours, do you really think Lao Tzu is a hillbilly?

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Qian Xing looked indifferent.

Xuan** only felt funny, obviously a dirt bun, and he had to pretend.

"The soul of this ghost. It is estimated that it is one of the souls of this Xuanming Mountain, so he can enter this Battle Banner Peak.

Battle Banner Peak, it is a must-enter place for my Phoenix Clan, do you want to fight with me?"

Xuan ** asked coldly.

Battle Banner Peak?

This huge jade mountain really looks like the shape of a battle flag.

It turns out that the purpose of this phoenix clan lies in this.

It seems that there is a door to the matter of the soft-shelled turtle.

Qian Xing was happy in his heart, but. In the eyes of those distant and deep silences, those two flames seemed to burn everything.

Qian Xing's heart. It's a rin!

Knowing that an answer is not good, this aunt nǎinǎi is about to kill the killer!

"Fairy Xuansu, we are not interested in this Battle Banner Peak at all.

That's how it goes. One of my brothers has already cultivated into a golden armor corpse, and if he continues to cultivate, it will be difficult to advance.

This quiet soul. It's all made up of rivers of blood, my brother. I want to use this blood river to cultivate and advance. ”

Lao Qian had a smile on his face, but he scolded this phoenix clan over and over again in his heart.

Obviously, it was a group of people who fought hard to build the country, and you took it with a nose, and you had to explain it with a smiling face. ”

Xuan**, but I didn't have the time to pay attention to Qian Xing's resentment.

After listening to Qian Xing's explanation. The delicate eyebrows furrowed.

"This kind of filthy and dirty practice must also be cultivated!"

The implication is obviously very disdainful of Qian Xing and the soft-shelled turtle.

The soft-shelled turtle was accused by Xuan ** in person, and he was depressed in his heart.

You are born beasts. There is no need to cultivate, it is an immortal body, where can we experience the suffering of our mortals!

Someday. I want you phoenixes to look good!

Qian Xing was speechless for a while.

Hands-on, obviously can't be beaten.

I saw the moon white sè light shining like lightning!

A short boy in black.

The head of the soul of the high-level dark god had risen to the sky and completely separated from the body.

Xuan** stretched out his hand and waved. The colorful light on the headless body disappeared, and rolled towards Qian Xing.

"This filthy thing, take it!"

Qian Xing woke up like a dream. With a hand, a piece of blue and red light silk suddenly tied the short headless body firmly.

Soft-shelled turtles are regarded as a big treasure. In the eyes of the Phoenix Clan. It's not even garbage.

Xuan ** left the head of the soul of the ghost, and the memory of the soul of the quiet, all of which belonged to the Phoenix clan.

But what does it matter.

As long as the soft-shelled turtle can advance, it's fine.

"Soft-shelled turtles. What do you think. It's no problem to advance the blood corpse.

You have a thousand episodes to remember. It's all my fault. ”

Qian Xing swung the soul of this ghost jīng in front of the soft-shelled turtle, and happily offered the treasure, naturally, his own merits, but he wanted to emphasize the ground in the book!