Infinite Immortal Cultivation Seven Hundred and Twenty-Two Chapters Slaughtered and Distributed Again

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No, don't say it. The old money collects these loose repairs. To a certain extent. It has also strengthened its own momentum.

The octagonal array finally and inevitably disintegrated.

Of course. After the disintegration. They were already very close to the cliffs.

Under the crazy attack of the insect cloud. Any threat to the top is not as important as his own life...... Home is coming to support the author!

These ragged Bright Mountain Warriors. The first time is to go crazy and grab ready-made caves.

In the first wave, more than 20 Guangming Mountain warriors came to attack Lao Qian He. A beehive-like cave.

The casual cultivators have always been in front of their own doors. Who cares about the frost on the tiles.

Once you meet a famous sect like Guangming Mountain. As long as the power is added. A scare.

Then eliminate the strongest scattered cultivation. The rest is better than obedient.

The biggest and best hole here. Of course, it's the cave with a green glow.

It is more than ten meters away from the green sè light. No worm grows.

This is also a party that first has to be grabbed.

"Listen, y'all. Immediately—"

One is tall. The face is plump. Like a full moon. The middle-aged monk with a sallow face just spoke. "Get me out of here". These words have not yet had time to be spit out.

I heard a cold shout from the hole in the middle: "Call me!"

Dozens of holes lit up at the same time.

Dozens of sword lights. It's just the light of dozens of spotlights. The more than 20 monks who were heading towards the Bright Mountain shè and gathered at the same time.

At the head was a thick and strong golden light. There was a roar of wind and thunder. Just slammed at this tall and sturdy middle-aged monk like the top of a mountain!

"Hmph. It's just the god of war. ”

The middle-aged monk had long seen this thick and strong golden light. It's a god of war.

Just right. The sword technique he cultivated. It just happens to be the number of the fierce road. and the god of war is a magic weapon that takes a-for-tat path.

He raised his hand. A deep yellow sè light struck at the thick golden light!

Deep yellow sè in the glow. There are hundreds of things like Huang Sè Xiaoding, which are floating and falling. The yellow light flashed in the air, and there was a rumbling sound like a road steamroller.

In an instant, it was already greeted by a thick and strong golden light.

Two yellow sè small dings. When the head is like a rose, the god of war hits!

Immediately "Boom!"

Two tones. Exploded. The dull and dark earthy yellow glow looks inconspicuous. But. This earthy yellow sè shines above. Liliang seems to have a thousand jun.

The Rose God of War pestle stopped with the wind |- moving forward.

Immediately, two more yellow sè Xiaoding collided with it.

After two explosions in a row. The god of war who has blown up the soft-shelled turtle has rolled in the air a few times.

The golden light that envelops the god of war. It was bombed four times in a row. It's been a lot darker.

The blood in the chest of the soft-shelled turtle fluctuated for a while.

"The sun. As soon as the old money came up, it was a massacre. As soon as I came up, I hit a hard idea.

Lao Tzu's life is really bitter. ”

The heart of the soft-shelled turtle. Pour bitter water. I feel that I am very simple.

Although the soft-shelled turtle poured bitter water in his heart. But his subordinates did not dare to slack off at all. The trick is full of urgency.

The thick and strong god of war danced in the air, like a handful of small water droplets constantly changing shape in the air.

It's like a big man dancing with a buddy step.

But. The face of the monk was yellow. The trick is urging again and again!

Huang Sè's small tripod is like water. Constantly bursting with the dark light of the unearthed yellow sè.

This earthy yellow sè dark sè light under the weight of the light.

The god of war of the soft-shelled turtle. The pace of dancing in the air is getting sluggish and sluggish.

A middle-aged monk with a sallow face. A joy in the eyes. But I saw countless snowflakes - one was as small as a palm. Like a blizzard, it pierced through the gaps between the small tripods in the yellow sè light. It's already roaring towards his whole body.

This Yellow Monk's Thousand Mountains Tuoding Sword Technique is the thinness. Immediately it was revealed.

The sword trick turned into a small yellow sè. Although it burst open. It's incredibly powerful.

But. Even if these are Huang Xiaoding. Float and sink inside the sword. The trajectory is tight.

But. The shape of the small tripod. It is impossible to combine them seamlessly.

These spooky snowflakes the size of a palm. It's as if there was nothing. through these gaps. Like a sharp blade, cut through the yellow sè sword light. Straight to the face of the Sallow Friar.

Brother Huang only felt an extremely piercing coldness. invisibly impacts the meridians and vital points on his body.

The yellow sè body light on the body is like a cascading peak. It was impossible to stop the transmission of this cold air.

"My cultivation technique belongs to the earth system. After all, the earth system still can't isolate the transmission of the ice system. ”

The monk sighed in his heart.

A thousand mountains urged him.

Several yellow sè small dings. A spin in the air.

Smash it at those snowflakes

"Boom" popping sound. Dull yellow sè glow. Suddenly those cold snowflakes disappeared invisibly.

But. Huang sè Xiaoding. The god of war of the soft-shelled turtle rotates like cháo water. At the same time, it is also a reprisal.

A blizzard-like sword light

The god of war with a thick fish.

A figure that can't be caught like a snowflake. It is compatible with the fast body of the soft-shelled turtle like a silver thread.

It was none other than Blizzard monk Quinn.

Two kinds of sword light, one elegant. A mighty one.

After the combination, the power is greatly increased. The sallow-faced monk immediately went from upwind to downwind.

The trio fought to a tie in the span of time.

But. In a short period of time. More than 20 taxis from Guangming Mountain. Less than half of them are alive.

There were already a few monks of light who were good at watching the wind and turned away. Fly towards Yujian's other gang that is not too fiercely resistant.

At the same time, a monk of the Bright Mountain. Few people usually say hello. Go and run for it. Containment is no problem.

Obviously. A sallow face fighting with Quinn the soft-shelled turtle. It is the small leader of these twenty people.

But. There is no good enemy. Immediately inflicted heavy casualties on this small group. Fall to pieces.

"What a little brute, let me show you how powerful this seat is!" The bit in the flat rì is not very low either.

Forced by soft-shelled turtles and Quinn. Thin lips pursed. A majestic killing machine erupted.

The sword trick in the right hand is urging the mouth to read the words. Huang Sè Xiaoding immediately began to spin rapidly. The whole strip of yellow sè light. There was a thunderous whistling sound. Like a yellow dragon dancing.

The power of Huang Sè Xiaoding's explosion immediately increased by more than three percent.

The situation on the field immediately changed again. The sallow monk turned the situation into an undefeated one.

But. This Yellow Monk figure. It's gradually receding.

The sudden increase in the power of the Thousand Mountains Tuoding Sword Technique was just the ferocity created by the yellow-faced monk before retreating.

As a matter of fact. Seeing that the error of judgment is gone. The idea of retreat has also been born for a long time.

One retreat. This momentum is one. To put their own thousand tripod yellow sè sword light. Emerge from the entanglement of the blizzard-like sword light and the god of war's pestle.

I saw a green light rising from the sky. After drawing a parabola, the blue light was transformed into a vermilion brontosaurus.

This thunder dragon thunders with thunder. The power of destruction rushed down from the sky. Rolling thunder from the place they passed. was left behind by a brontosaurus without hesitation.

The yellow-faced monk was shocked. Huang Sè Qianshan Tuoding sword light didn't have time to get out of the entanglement of Blizzard sword light and the god of war pestle.

I saw that this Vermilion Thunder Dragon had already slammed towards his left shoulder with the might and posture of King's Landing.

The yellow-faced monk braved that colossal coercion to urge the Thousand Mountains to support the sword technique with all his might!

A strong man broke his wrist. Most of the Huang Sè who was entangled by the Blizzard Sword and the God of War were abandoned. Huang Jianguang. From a third of the way, Xiangshang will go all out!

The vermilion thunder dragon blood basin is under a big mouth. Dozens of clouds of dark light erupted from Huang Sè Xiaoding, silently dissolving into the mouth of the Vermilion Thunder Dragon.

The yellow-faced monk's face turned pale with horror. Seeing that the Vermilion Thunder Dragon was already close, he was helpless. A dark yellow sword carved from rock in his hand greeted him, and an infinite burst of thunder. The dull yellow sword shattered into pieces. The body of a waxy friar. It's like a snowflake on fire. There is no trace of ablation.

Only the head and the left with the storage ring are left.

These two things. It's all deliberately left by the old money.

Sure enough. A yellow tripod-shaped primordial god flew from the hole of the skull!

Where to escape. Just collect the old money.

“haha。 Excuse me. This seems to be a good thunder method. I'll take a copy of the cultivation method. Which of you wants. I'll make a copy to him. ”

Although this man was killed by old money.

But. His yellow sword light did not have the soft-shelled turtle and Quinn dragged most of it. Old money is impossible to take advantage of.

It's so easy to bombard the sallow monks.

"I want one. ”

The soft-shelled turtle is unceremonious. The earth system is also one of the cultivation directions of soft-shelled turtles. This powerful formula. How will you give up?

"I took it and it was useless. I specialize in Blizzard swordsmanship. ”

Quinn shrugged his shoulders.

The yellow-faced monk died. Except for the two monks of Light=, who desperately fled. The rest of the monks were scattered and the sword light besieged and annihilated.

Twenty-five or six. Only five people escaped for their lives. Now all the cultivators are pouring out of the cave. looked at the old money with a blank eye. Wait for the distribution of the loot. "There is a cultivation water system here. The people of the ice magic trick don't have it?" Old Qian pointed to the corpse.

"There are two that seem to be a mixture of light and water. ”

A casual cultivator pointed out two disciples of Guangming Mountain.

"Good. I'm going to ask for these two. Pick a soft-shelled turtle. The rest is yours. ”

Old money. Turtle. The three Quinn resisted the strongest of the opposing team. The only loot to be asked for was the contents of the three corpses. Said on the distribution. It's already fair.

Left to these casual cultivators. There were enough items on nineteen corpses.

The casual practitioners are already happy in sè. So. The price they pay to old money when they seek refuge in old money. It's entirely possible to get it back on the enemy.