Lady Su’s Revenge

The violent power was constantly distorted on the altar, and it seemed that as long as a rebellion, it would burn the master.

The finch stood on the altar and his face turned red. The feeling of lightning entering the body was not good. He even had a feeling of being separated from the body, and the evils of the show appeared.

"Give me death!"

A violent drink turned into a soul-spirited electric shot, and the larks couldn't be prevented from being pierced by the spikes, and the entire cave immediately gave off a screaming scream.

It’s not the Yan Zikai and his party who took the shot, but they have been respectfully standing under the altar, following the servants of the centuries-old, and the water is clear and scattered.

Yan Zi looked at this scene with a sigh of relief. At the moment, the water was clear and the face was blue and green. Looking at the finch on the altar, his eyes were full of hatred.

"I should have thought that the owner has already died. You... **** it!"

He was a servant of the heavens, but he did not rely on the contract of the soul. When he was young, his misery was saved by the scattered people. Although Tiansan did not ask him, he volunteered to follow the slaves, even as time went by. His cultivation was in the Yuan Ying period, and there was no distraction.

For a hundred years, the master suddenly became harsh on him, but he did not think much, and he did not want to think more.

Until now, under the thunder and lightning bombardment, the drake reveals the essence of the soul, and he finally becomes desperate... The master is really dead.

"Budget, dare to violate the deity!"

Sharp screams are sent from the scattered population. After all, it was not a human being, seriously injured and angered, and suddenly lost his senses. One finger thundered and thundered to the water, and the lightning in the altar was suddenly spurred. A large number of arcs were transmitted through the body of the scattered people. Full of thunder.

"not good!"

The raging thunder and lightning surged, and the poisonous flower scorpion changed dramatically. Yan Zikai also jumped at the eyebrows, and opened a defensive shield. The thunder and lightning bombarded it on the top. .

"The old body is here to help you!"

Poisonous flowers sip low, hands patted to the ground, the strength of a Yuan Ying rushed out, the shield that would have been broken immediately thickened, but the speed of thickening still can not keep up with the speed of lightning weakening.

"I am coming too!"

Dongfang easily touched the shield with one hand, and the real element was injected into the shield. However, it was equal to not being inflicted with his cultivation.

After thirty breaths, Yan Zikai and other people were a little white, but the East was already off the ground and gasping.

"Call..."

Yan Zikai took a deep breath and gasped slightly, looking at the heavenly people who had been turned into coke corpses on the altar.

Although the evil spirits are mad, they are separated from the flesh and the instinct of self-protection, and they are clearing people in order to protect them.

"There is no longer a long time for the people in the Qing dynasty, and the thunder and lightning of the altar are touched, the evil spirits are gone, the thunder and lightning are constantly going on, we can't last long."

Recognizing the situation, Yan Zi’s low voice sounded, and the poisonous flower was waiting to speak. Suddenly, her heart moved, but she saw three figures accompanying the shield.

Yan Zikai saw that the people had let go of a gap, and the lightning came in. Everyone felt paralyzed and his face turned blue.

"What lightning is this, so powerful?!"

Xuan charm Ji wolf sat on the ground, violently breathing, they did not see the situation always, there is no preparation time on the way to the road, if not three people together to resist lightning, I am afraid that I have already died on the road.

“It’s just right!”

The poisonous flower scented a smile. "The five people rotate, we can hold it for a long time."

"It's a pole."

The surnamed Huang surnamed a voice and took the time to restore the power of Yuan Ying.

Yan Zikai glanced at them and didn't ask much. Without accident, these people were all attracted by the snow in the East. He couldn't put his hopes on himself. One more hope was more.

At the moment, it is true.

The snow boy seems to have little consumption, and the small white handprint is on the shield, and the thickness of the shield is greatly increased.

Yan Zizhen felt the pressure on the big pine, and looked at him with amazement, but did not speak, and his attention returned to the altar.

"Giggle -"

In the boundless thunder and lightning, the Tiansan people have already been turned into a piece of fly ash, and the Shangqing people have been protected by evil spirits in a special way, without any injury.

His eyes are still struggling, but the time spent struggling is much less, and it will take a long time to be completely defeated.

"We can't wait, we have to find opportunities to kill this evil spirit!"

Yan Zikai’s voice is low, and the new three people have different looks. This scene is enough for them to make up their minds.

In the wait of the torment, everyone is trying to restore the power of Yuan Ying, waiting for the opportunity, and the time for the clearing of the Qing people is getting shorter and shorter.

Three interest rates... two interest rates... a break...

"Slow interest, hands-on!!"

Yan Ziyi sang low and sang, and the five people did not hesitate to rush out. Those who can live here are all mindful and thorough. If you still have a private heart at the moment, it is really too long!

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His right hand double fingers Ni, the blue starlight in the cave was immediately mobilized, gathered into a blue whip, like a snake to Yan Zikai and others.

Yan Zi, who rushed to the forefront, changed his color immediately, and his hands turned into a residual image, which instantly formed a French seal and sipped in his mouth: "Tianluo net, out!"

Hey!

A huge net appeared in the void, and the spirit whip shrouded away. After the contact, the whip was unimpeded and penetrated the giant net and continued to wave.

"Hey, if even these small tricks can trap the soul whip of the deity, can the deity survive to the present?!"

The evil spirits laughed wildly, and Yan Zi’s pupils shrank.

"Not good! This whip is aimed at the soul, everyone is careful!"

When this is the case, the snow boy in the crowd does not retreat, the small mouth is slightly open, and gently sighs: "Dess!!"

The whip that had been rushing in the air was immediately set in the air and did not move.

"The way to speak out with this shackle is still learning... damn!"

The evil spirits uttered anger and apparently recognized the technique.

Yan Zikai is also a heartbeat. He is also a big man. He has naturally heard this law. Those who have developed this method must be ignorant and even dumb. He will only hear his voice when he is practicing.

The snow boy did not speak all the way. It turned out to be the reason.

"With me as a person, I can only hold back my interest, and I don't want to hurry up."

At the same time, the four men received a little eager voice from Snow Boy. Yan Zikai immediately returned to God and laughed loudly: "Five interest, enough!!"

His finger touched the storage ring, and a handle flashed with Mori’s cold front, and the flying sword was immediately in the palm of his hand.

Did not see him and what action, the flying sword, such as electric mans shot, greeted the storm, the lightning filled with the surrounding is actually condensed floating on the surface of the blade.

"Void Sword, Hey!!"

The blink of an eye that did not come to the eye, the flying sword that became the electric light giant sword crossed the body of the Qing dynasty and slammed into the hard stone wall.

Five interest time is up.

The snow boy sat on the ground and looked at the whip in a hurry, but saw his powerlessly hang down, and then re-distributed into a blue starburst floating above the cave.

Hey -

The body of the Shangqing was smashed in half, and the blood of the internal organs was scattered.

"The Void Sword, you are the Naked Swordsman who disappeared thousands of years ago!"

The snow boy's voice appeared in Yan Zi's knowledge of the sea, and the original indifferent face appeared a sense of shock.

"Cough..."

Yan Zikai sat on the ground, and the blood poured out from his mouth like no money. He heard the sound of Snow Boy, and he forcibly grinned and looked full of self-deprecation.

"I don't want the name of the Nether Sword, but now I use the Nether Sword to save my life. It's ridiculous..."

The thunder and lightning in the void gradually dissipated, and soon reached the point where even mortals could receive it. Dong Yiyi came back with Su Shi, and his heart had an unspeakable excitement.

The finch has been destroyed, it seems that everything is settled, and as long as it can be recognized by the thunder, it will save the father.

But at this moment, an arc that could not be captured by the human eye suddenly appeared out of thin air, and suddenly it was shot into the mind of the most relaxed spirit of the surnamed Huang.

"Not good, Huang Daoyou!"

Xuan Mei Ji exclaimed, but did not have time to stop, watching the Huang surnamed monk controlled by the swan, rushed to the altar.

At the same time, the screams of madness rang through the cave.

"Awful worms, why should you stop me!! I will never be able to live in this life, you... give me fun!"

The crooks angered the transparent barrier that isolated the lightning, and a white flame was condensed in the hand, and the cockroach was thrown into the barrier.

After this step, the surnamed Huang was unable to fall on the edge of the altar and became an empty shell without the spirit.

"That's the source of its soul, it's bad, it wants..."

Xuanji Jihuarong is eclipsed, seeing the purpose of the finch, but I want to block it already late. Huang Daoyou has already made a lot of speed, and the poisonous flower can’t catch up, but the original Yanzi and Snow Boys are unable to war.

"But everything, everything is off..."

Looking at the lightning barrier, a group of whites continued to zoom in, and Yan Zi smiled and closed his eyes.

"I actually will die here."

The snow boy bit his lip and the words are very powerful, but they must be repaired accordingly. He can no longer reverse the ending.

"Hey..."

The East is full of unwillingness, whispering a sentence, when he is about to die, what he thinks is still awkward.

"Ugh……"

Just then, he suddenly heard a sigh and heard the direction of this sigh.

He stared at him on time.

Boom! ! !

White light occupies everything, everyone is desperate, and in addition to the loud noise, nothing can be heard.

Only the East is easy to sigh because of that, and the heart struggles to look forward to the miracle.

God seems to really hear his prayers, or... Su Shi heard it.

White light scattered -

Yan Zikai was sluggish for a while, saw his own wounds in his original condition, and looked around his eyes. Nothing changed.

how come……

After the lightning was out of control, he did not suffer any harm?

Still... he is dead? !

"I... I am not dead?"

Xuan Mei Ji pinched his arm and hurt, and cried and laughed. There was still a half of her face, but there was a sense of innocence.

The snow boy licked his mouth and could not stop his mouth.

The poisonous flower buds also sighed and laughed. It seems that as the old friend said, she can live to the end of her life.

Everyone is feeling the beauty of life, never returned to God, only one person stared at the petite figure standing on the altar, feeling empty behind, a look of arrogance.

What is wrong with this world?