Plundering the Heavens

A whip and a whip, like a reminder, is forcing the symbolist to bow.

I am not in a hurry, your body is also strong enough, so as long as possible, you slowly think about it, consider it and then admit defeat to me, admit defeat, you can pick up a good and have a life The **** of the gods, but they have to follow the content of the birth and death deed, let us know the way forward, the remaining two is no longer difficult, I don’t have to worry about Xiaoye, let’s take advantage of it.

Everyone else thought that the life and death deed, but the party acted to ensure that he killed himself, but did not expect that he wants to kill, why should he set a deed? The real purpose is to use this deed to achieve this goal.

Anyway, in the eighth squad, the newspaper’s enemies will be reported, and the pure Yang Dao Song returned to Zen to be annoying. It’s also that he took advantage of his cheap, killing his woman, hitting his face in public, Revenge is also that he comes to find himself, he can find a safe place to recuperate, and wait for him to come to find his own revenge, this two periods, but do not have to go down again.

This is to make a decision under the guise of the force of the device!

The heart is burned by the genius of the genius. The party is not impatient, and the whip and the whip are very rhythmic.

"Little devil, you are enough..."

In this maddening atmosphere, it is the symbolic lord, and it has become a brow.

Turned to look at the pure Yang Road Lord and the Yin Road Taoist, exchanged an opinion with them, as if to make a decision.

Looking indifferent, looking at the side of the mountain, is ready to save people.

He can't help but save. If he doesn't save, he will lose a son of God and lose the heart of his disciples.

Although I saved people, some people think that the symbol of the instrument is because of their own sons and gods, they are good at making claims, and they have promised the way of the South. They will have a lot of questions afterwards, but at this time he is not likely to watch his own son. Was killed. Even if you have to pay a lot of money to quell the questions of other forces after the event, you must also open your mind.

"Little devil, do you dare to bully me?"

It is also in the mountains where he wants to save people. But suddenly there was an angry drink.

The opener is Zhao Changhe, who seems to be dying. At this time, he suddenly concentrated all the power and yelled in the direction and eyes. It flashed a touch of despair and sorrow. At the same time as the loud noise rang, he snorted and looked at the sky. Then he looked at the sky and spit it out. It spit very long and seemed to spit. I lost all the breath.

Only breathe, but no inhalation.

This breath spit out, and the vitality of Zhao Changhe was swiftly withered and lost.

The party is at this moment. The eyes are abrupt.

This **** is actually looking for a dead end!

The practitioners are full of vitality, even if they are seriously injured, as long as they do not want to die, they can stimulate the infinite vitality of the body to maintain their vitality, and the same injuries are placed on ordinary people, and may have died many countlessly. Back, but what Zhao Changhe did at this time was abandoning that life, and the body no longer locked in anger. Let life leave and leave.

He was nailed to the stone tablet by the party, and he has not even blamed Jindan’s ability, but he can still get it.

The one who was so proud of himself was the face of the South China and the monks of the Shenzhou. In the general whipping of the prisoners, Zhao Changhe’s heart has raised a sense of despair. In this case, what if he survives? Falling into the mud from the clouds, and never returning to the feeling of being a high-spirited son of the instrument, it is back to the Zongmen. I am afraid that I will be removed from the title of the Son of God and become an ordinary disciple. I will not be able to stop the world and will always accept the guidance and mockery of others.

More critically, this little devil has set himself up in Shenzhou and will become a sinner.

The situation will develop into a self-made Nanzhan monk.

This made Zhao Changhe's heart completely desperate, and under the shame, he chose to be self-destructive.

"Snapped!"

The last whip of Fang Xing was beaten on Zhao Changhe, but he was already full of life and could not feel it.

This symbol is a god, and he voluntarily gave up his life and became a dead body.

To put it another way, it is Fang Fang who really killed him alive.

"Hey, if you have this kind of enthusiasm, you will not be defeated under the hand of the young master!"

Fang Xing looked at him with a cold eye and stared at him for a long while. He suddenly recovered the stone tablet and let him fall to the ground.

When he arrived, he admitted that Zhao Changhe was more embarrassed than himself. At the very least, he couldn’t get it.

At this time, the mountain and the mountain, it was sensed that Zhao Changhe’s vitality was cut off, and the repairs were also in vain.

In the northern part of the Shenzhou area, even the face of the symbolist Taoist, even hard to kill the symbol of the gods Zhao Changhe, this scene of horrible and terrible, but really shocked the northern region of China, destined to become In the northern region of the Great Shenzhou, the biggest event in three hundred years, it is estimated that it will be passed down for thousands of years, and the symbolist, watching the scene on the mountain, has not been open for a long time.

He had already planned to save people, and he clearly felt the self-destructiveness of Zhao Changhe, but he did not say a word.

Dumb in general, just looking at the little devil who took back the stone tablet, and Zhao Changhe, who fell to the ground.

"boom!"

Just as Zhao Changhe’s figure was about to fall to the ground, he suddenly shot, and his hands were like the sky.

At this moment, Long Jun’s robe has no wind and no wind, and he rises up. He is like a tidal wave, and he is attached to this symbolist.

The two masters of Chunyang Road and Yinling Road were also shocked by their hearts. They got up and looked at the genius.

However, they did not shoot, because the controller of the genius of the road was pressed, but it was not anger, and it was shot to the side, but a gravitational exploration, and Zhao Changhe, who had already had no vitality, was taken over. The mountain, hugged in his arms, then he turned to look at Long Jun and the monks of the South, and turned and walked. After passing through the pure yang and the Yinling two masters, the figure was slightly stopped, and the faint opening: The rules of the meditation are as big as the sky. At this time, there are too many people watching the game, so I will not shoot!"

The figure was slightly stunned and his eyes became cold: "But after ten days, this child is going to die..."

The pure Yang Taoist and the Yinling Taoist looked at him and fell silent.

The direction of things, even they have been unable to grasp, at this time, saying anything is superfluous.

The Yinling Taoist, even looking at the ninth line of the mountain road, frowned tightly, as if he was worried.

After a long time, the pure Yangdao Taoist gently opened: "Even if it is not in compliance, we will also hand over him to the Fudao Road!"

boom!

There are a lot of monks around the South who have heard the words of this pure Yang Dao, and the heart is in chaos.

Someone couldn’t help but swear, but soon they greeted the gaze of the main sign of the genital road.

At this time, the party and the youngsters of the South, have already thrown the body of Zhao Changhe on the ground, and the sacred sects of the sacred priests, but at this time they are deadly miserable, and they are almost inhuman by the whip, not far from the crowd. The disciples of the instrument, looking at the eyes of the party, all of them are deep hatred, biting their teeth, sinking their sorrows on their heads, like the faint manifestation, wanting to swallow people.

On the side of the Nanzhan monk, it is also a bit miserable.

A total of 18 people entered the line, and the helpers went through the work. But no one thought that the sixth line of the line was broken. They didn't help. The seventh line of the family and the younger brother helped a lot. It was a force to break, they also Did not help, it was easy to go to the eighth array, help, but for a while, they lost five people, injured seven people, eighteen people entered, but only 13 people left, and one person Seriously injured.

"Kids, there will be a big disaster soon..."

The dragon king under the Fengchan Mountain has far-reaching views and looks at the square on the mountain.

Beside him, one left and one right, two girls, one holding Yaoqin, one tightly twisting the clothes corner, it is coincidental and Chuci, when they went up the mountain, they both also Going up, but being smashed back by Long Jun, I pressed it to the side, not letting them go forward, the two girls could not escape under his hand, just watching, Longjun is just smiling. One will praise the clever eyes and look good, and then ask Chu Ci how to maintain such a small waist.

"See it, if you just went up, it is estimated to be dead now!"

Long Jun saw the situation on the Fengshan Mountain, and the smiling smile was clever and Chuci said.

The two girls didn't know what to return, but they were still unwilling to be reconciled.

Long Jun laughed and said: "Don't be sulking. I will bring you back together because you went up and can't help him. On the contrary, if you don't go up, you have a chance to help him, and it is really helping. When he arrived, it was not a mess..."

"Before...predecessors, what you said is..."

It should be a coincidence with Chu Ci, but some do not understand the words of Long Jun, after a long while, should be cleverly asked.

Long Jun smiled a little helpless, and he said: "He will have a big problem right away, that big disaster, only you can help him!"

Chu Ci’s face became pale: “Is there someone to kill him?”

When she turned around and looked around, she could not be repaired. It can be seen. In the mountains, I don’t know when there are many murderous monks, there are Yun family, there are literati, there are monks of the monk, and even A dexterous ancestor of the ancestors, murderous in the void, everyone understands that this is to avenge, and the killing is so heavy, no one can persuade them.

However, Long Jun glanced at the void, but shook his head faintly, saying: "Not this kind of disaster!"

After a meal, he added another sentence: "More serious than this!"

It should be clever and confused with Chu Ci's eyes. I don't know what Longjun refers to. (To be continued.)