Legend of the Cultivation God

~ Date: ~ October 19~

"Catch!" The leader of the three factions was helpless. When he saw that the test was invalid, he immediately made an order.

"Kill!" Shang Huazong's three disciples had to order, they had to disperse their formations, and their respective chasing the enemy. However, they were also well-trained, and they were all accompanied by three-and-two.

For a time, the entire wind column was surrounded by brilliance, and the sound of the brilliance stretched. From time to time, there were miserable screams ringing in different places!

"Kang brother, I wait... how to deal with it?" Seeing Shang Huazong's three disciples started, Kang Peng whispered.

"Let's take a look and say!" Kan Xi Ming slammed Kan Peng, and he glanced at the whisper of Yu Hui, who was pale in his face. "You haven't seen the teacher's injury yet?" I can't follow Shang Hua. The disciples are hard!"

"Yes!" Kan Peng's low eyebrows should be, but the yellow character in his hand is already ready.

The four disciples of Yu Leizong were also unlucky. They saw Xiao Hua and others rushing into the meditation, and they were happy. They commanded the disciples of the various factions to smash the battles of the three disciples, including Shang Huazong and other disciples. They were all happy. Rush into the meditation. However, the pride in their hearts has not been lingering in their hearts for a long time. The glory of the face that was praised by other disciples was only hung for half a moment, and they were stared at by the disciples of Yan Yan.

No, your Royal Leizong disciple is really a cow. The students will tear apart the three factions of the family and destroy the plan of the people to swallow the glory. This is a shortcut to enter the foundation. The opportunity of the big day, can people not hate? Xiao Hua is running, what other disciples of Yu Leizong? Can you run?

At this time, I saw that Yan Yan taught ten disciples to chase the disciples of Yu Leizong. The other disciples were afraid to avoid them. Where would they help them? As a result, after several kills, Yu Yuhui was seriously injured, and Yan Jiancheng was even more sturdy. {/书友 upload update} If this huge wind column has a vision, it was discovered by Kan Ximing in time, and escaped here, fearing that the three disciples of Yu Leizong did not even see the shadow of the Netherland. Just fold in the hands of the geese to teach disciples!

of course. When Kan Ximing escaped to the side of the wind column, Yan Yan taught his disciples to stop his hand and focus on the body of Netherland. Kan Xi Ming was relieved, so that Yu Yuhui quickly took the medicinal herbs and adjusted the wounds.

"Xiao Hua, Xiao Hua, is really hateful. If you don't listen to the command of the poor road, you will dare to be the master of the squad! You obviously have the strength to break the line, but you can't obey the big picture, you can't obey the big picture. The sense of dispersal is really hateful! Waiting to return to Yu Leizong, the poor road will definitely appeal to the Lord of the House, the lord of the lord, to punish you! Hate, really hateful!"

Kan Ximing has three or four voices of hatred in his heart. Apparently, Xiao Hua hated the extreme. He had already broken Xiao Hua and let them go into the mind of the meditation. And Kan Ximing’s eyes have always been swimming around the wind column, want to find traces of Xiao Hua and Yan and others!

"Kang brother, don't look for it!" Kan Peng sneered: "Xiao Hua is afraid that it is long gone, you think" "Yan teaches disciples to swear by Hua Zong and Qi Qiaomen disciples?" It must be chasing Xiao Hua, we are all like this, can they still live? Besides, the vision here in the wind column I saw, they have not come yet, still..."

Kan Peng’s words were not finished. A fierce noise in the many noisy sounds, appeared in the whistling whistle in the vicinity of Kampong!

"Grandma's. It's finally here!" Kan Ximing smiled and saw the Qiqiaomen disciple who flew over and attacked. Take a shot, an ice seal, and a group of light blue brilliance flying in the air, greet the ice spurt!

"You walked with the younger brother to the wind pillar." Kan Ximing gave a sigh, and his body flew up. He first sang Jin Gangfu on his own body and raised his voice.

"Yes, the disciple understands!" Kan Peng did not dare to neglect, and he took the hand and took a knee and sat on the shoulder of Yu Huihui. The flying character was shot and he was going to take him away.

"Haha, Yu Leizong disciple, where to go!" Another voice rang in the gust, and the voice did not fall, a red brilliance illuminated in the air in the distance not far from Kampeng, a disciple of Qiqiaomen Holding a one-foot-sized red pupa in his hand is a fan, and the red brilliance is from the fan!

"Ah?? Magic weapon? Yeyang fan!" Seeing that there is a little bit of flame around the fan, the power of the magic weapon is that the gust can not be covered, and Kampong screams.

Kan Peng refused to take Yu Yuhui again, and his hand shrank. The detective took out a three-inch long black stick from the storage bag. It was his slapstick roller that saw the Ye Yang fan in the seventh. The clever disciples in the hands of Qiaomen disciples, the aura of heaven and earth were absorbed by Ye Yang fans. First, a red flame was born, and then there were countless flames gathering together to form a fire dragon, driven by the Ye Yang fan, flying towards him. And that fire dragon is absorbed the aura of the heavens and the earth, the more and more strong, until the fly near Kampeng has formed a three-foot size! Kan Peng bite his teeth and send the mana of the whole body to the roller. Many tiny lightnings rush out like a filament, and a fold is formed in front of Kan Peng!

"Go!" Some of Kang Peng's successlessly waved the thunder roller, and the thunder net released the roaring sound and greeted the fire dragon.

In a flash, the Thunderbolt is immersed in the fire dragon, "啪啦啦" bursting with the violent sound of the beans, the lightning on the net is clearly extinguished several times, before the annihilation, the power of the fire dragon is consumed a lot! However, Ye Yang fan is a magic weapon after all, the fire dragon was annihilated by the thunder roller 30% is already good, more fire dragon fingers are across the thunder network, with the speed of lightning can not be overwhelmed by the Kun Peng and Yu Yuhui.

The whole body of Kan Peng and Yu Yuhui is the gust of defense against Huang Fu. At this time, the brilliance of the yellow symbol is not able to withstand the burning moment of the fire dragon, and it is annihilated at once. The brothers saved me!" Kan Peng shouted, and successively defended Huang Fu on himself.

And Yu Yuhui is even more miserable. I only feel that there is a burning pain in the whole body. Just after a scream, the flesh begins to melt rapidly! Turned into a group of flying ash, the gust of meditation is blown away between the heavens and the earth!

Kan Peng’s resistance is only in vain. How can a few yellow characters fight against the magic weapon? After a few interest, he also followed the footsteps of Yu Hui!

"哼御雷宗弟子! But this is the case!" The seven-handed disciple holding the Ye Yang fan proudly smiled, and his body shape was not waiting for Wang. He took a hand and took a medicinal medicine, which was taken at the entrance, next to it. There was a chuckle: "I have been waiting for you for a long time! This Ye Yang fan will be left to the poor road!" In the speech, a monk dressed in a black robe suddenly emerged from the battle with another Shang Huazong disciple. With a hand raised, a fist-sized water-blue bead flew out, and a layer of blue-bright brilliance swayed out of the beads, rushing like a tide to the Qiqiaomen disciple! (To be continued.

\"target=\"_blank\">http://www.ptwxz.com\">www.ptwxz.com