Plundering the Heavens

"Do you dare?"

A roar, swaying in the wild, horrible and awkward, like a real, gathered into a cloud.

Fang Xing holds the square painting, standing in the void, Fang Tian painting slanting to the sky, scornful expression reveals. After he rushed in, he pointed to Lu Fengxian, Li Changyuan, the wings of the red spikes, the fire real people, and another foot of the Beishen Mountain Road Nieshan population spurting blood, sweeping a family slave to follow the seven ups and downs, can be described as not too bad It’s a big deal, and these people who are well-born and whose strength is even more top-notch have been offended by one person, but the fierceness of the body has been holding the other side for a while, and the field is silent.

Li Changyuan and others are the disciples of the 12th floor of Bai Yujing. They are half-landed snakes here. They also have their own tyrannical strength. They usually meet the leisurely Yuan Ying, which is also flat and flat, but now he is The paintings pointed at the big cockroaches, and there was no one to answer them. When the murderous provocative eyes were swept away from these people’s faces, although they were all resentful and even murderous, they met the extremes of the party. After the madness of the scorpion, I couldn’t help but look away.

If you hit the small square, you will understand that if you don’t fight, you have to have a momentum to fight. If you are strong, you will be weak!

For Li Changyuan and others, after the qualifiers rushed in, they successively shot and showed too much horrible strength. They were not allowed to avoid the fear of the big snow mountain disciples. They naturally refused to grab the front. To kill and win the sword, but now jumped out of such a hand, then we must measure the consequences of the shot, after all, the identity of all people are here, each person represents a party, if it wins, if it is Lost, it really is lost the face of the entire sect.

Another point is. Even though they are all different in life, the Zongmen and the family are extremely extraordinary, but the party has just made a big head outside. After talking about a period of time, even the favor of the saints. A bottle of wine, an arched hand, two subtle movements have seen the saint's eyes on him, in this case, in front of the face of the people, who dares to take the family to bully him?

The signing of the nine-day alliance is to pay attention to a junior's personal struggle, and to minimize the influence of family power, if at ordinary times. Probably these people will not put the nine-day alliance too seriously, but now it is under the eyes of the saints...

"Devil, at this time, dare to be so crazy!"

In a silence, Lu Fengxian’s first open mouth, holding a dragon-shaped knife, steadily stepped into the air.

After secretly adjusting his breathing and suppressing the boiling blood in his body, he looked at the side of the line and couldn’t help but murder, especially when he saw the Fangtian painting in the hands of Fang Xing. This kind of hate is even more up to the extreme...

That was his own hand weapon, but he was taken away by this demon, and he had to take the dragon knife that the family gave him to be a weapon. It’s just that I’m used to the singer’s paintings. Even if the sword is of higher quality, it can’t exert its true strength.

And after the last time he was concealed by this demon head, he almost died, not only lost his weapons, but also lost the white jade, whether it is the family, or the immortal who dreamed of his own dreams, there is a disappointing color. The immortal taught him too much to go through, seemingly good. In fact, it means that he is not satisfied with himself, and he believes that his original strength can not afford his high hopes.

The family pays more. Originally, the Taihao Lu nationality planned to split into two, while supporting Lu Fengxian to inherit the Taishang Taoism, while also in the family, and then cultivate his younger brother as a Taoist, two white jade orders, it is intended to be distributed, but they are People robbed the white jade order, after the family measured it, but they could not continue the opportunity of the younger brother, and gave this opportunity to himself...

For Lu Fengxian, who has always been proud of himself, these things can’t be shot.

"What are you doing with your hands?"

The party whispered a smile, crossed the square painting, and placed it twice in the void, with a relaxed look and a very low profile.

However, when this was an export, Lu Fengxian was so annoyed that Li Changyuan and others were also shocked.

After knowing that this monk is a party, they are very jealous of this famous demon. Now, after listening to him, it is even more worrying. Lu Fengxian’s ability, they have seen it, this People are born with divine power, faintly on top of themselves and others, but listening to this tone, he actually lost to this devil? How big is this devil?

"Let's go! If you didn't sneak in the last time, can you get me?"

Lu Fengxian’s face was blushing, and he was born with no rivals, how he received such ridicule.

"Hey, if someone didn't save you last time, I killed you as soon as possible!"

Fang Xing sneered, and in a word, he couldn’t breathe.

When it comes to the effort, this natural magical battle can be far from the opponent of Fang Xing. He is not willing to fight with the side, and with the dragon-shaped sword, he will come up, murderous, ready to shoot, and Fang Xing was also acquainted, and looked directly at the people around him, but no one dared to look at the monks who had returned their mouths. He said coldly, "You must kill me, you will give me away!"

"you……"

This group of people all have head and face, and this is a ugly face.

"Hey, this devil is really fierce. Do you really think that you are too big to ignore us?"

The temperament of the hottest real people measured the strength of both sides, Sen Ran sneered, the eyes flashed fierce, the voice was low: "You are friends, we are both alliances, in this magical * into the retreat, then It’s also a good thing to join hands to defend the enemy. This little devil’s name is not evil. If you practice it, it’s a matter of smashing the devil’s head. What’s more... Oh, the rumor I don’t say a baby, that the northern part of the Zen Mountain is called the priceless seal, but it’s on him...”

This remark was really inflammatory, and it was really a bit of a slap in the field.

This devil is fierce, can they be opponents of these people?

The nine-day alliance will not let the family, the realm, the elders deceive, but did not say that they can not join hands!

Besides, they are allies. If they join forces to defend their enemies, they are really righteous.

Fang Xing saw them like this, and my heart sank. He did not look at the real person, and smiled lowly: "Do you mean this tripod?"

Said, the palm of the hand. A small Ding was thrown out by him and flew high in the air. Light fall.

The bronze body is full of three feet and two ears. It seems to have a long history. It is the zen ding that he carried with him.

The real person felt the thick and infuriating and simple atmosphere of Ding, and his eyes suddenly lighted up. It seemed that he did not expect the good luck to come so fast, but he did not wait for his spells to come, and he suddenly picked up a French seal. The slamming of the little Ding suddenly became a hundred times bigger, with the majestic mountains and mountains that are as heavy as the sacred mountains, and the rumbling to suppress the real people.

It is a decisive act of killing and cutting, and it is directly operated by Fengshan Mountain.

This tripod has been on the Fengchan Mountain for tens of thousands of years, and the atmosphere is seamless. It works like this.

"Hey!"

The real person of the fire feels bad, and the fire method is urgently turned into a fire.

But it is also a shot at Xiao Ding. Fang Xing has already shot directly, and the two swords and the big wings slammed into the air and shot in the air. His figure was like a lightning bolt, and he broke through the distance of Baizhang. He came to the real person in front of the fire, swept his wings, and turned it into a black sword. Made a sword field, surrounded him and the real man in the middle, and in his hands. Then Fang Tian's paintings trembled and turned into a poison dragon. Fierce and fiercely stabbed to the real person.

"Devil head dare..."

The fire is a real man, he is the blood of the fire. It has long been cultivated into the body of the fire yuan, and the body shape can be turned into a flame of fire. The ordinary monk will fight him, and he will not be able to touch his half body. However, above the top of the head, Fengchan Mountain is turned into a mountain. Down, the sigh of breath will calm him down, and the body of the fire yuan will not be able to show it. He will only watch the spurs, and he will only scream and scream, and will run through his arms and run forward. Go, try to stop this shackle, and then come with the companion to save...

It’s a pity that all these things are well thought out in advance, the sword field has been scattered, and everyone is separated from the outside. Anyone who is a rare Taoist god, wants to break him to the sword The sword field that is displayed is not a simple matter, and he himself is completely ignorant of how those people rushed, concentrate on it, and slammed straight toward the fire.

This embarrassment brought a kind of murderous temperament on the battlefield. It seemed to be a simple glimpse, but it was all in one place. The horrific power contained in it was hard to use. Words are described as if God would rush and kill.

boom!

Such as 戮 tofu, the fire that does not repair the flesh is almost unstoppable under this smattering of power, and instantly it is broken by the big scorpion containing the supreme power, and then directly through the chest, pick In the air, the square is invincible, the eyes are murderous, looking at the horror of the fire, the mouth is screaming: "Don't you dare to provoke me with this kind of waste?"

"me……"

The fire was so scared that he could hardly believe this scene, his mouth was wide, but he couldn’t speak for a while.

Anyway, he did not think about it any more, and he was picked up in the air between his own moves.

Fang Fang is even more lazy to talk to him, and then he screams, his power bursts, and the sound of "squeaky", the real person directly collapsed into a meat sauce, even a piece of whole meat is invisible, a soft The soul screamed and fled, and his expression was terrified. He wanted to walk away, but he was trapped by the sword field. He had to turn his head and beg for mercy in the air, exuding the cry of pleading.

The party did not look at it, but went straight to annihilate, and it was simply abnormal.

Hey!

It was all over the sun, and the black sword light that turned into the sword field was also gathered behind him at this moment, and it disappeared cleanly... everything was just in a flash, and the monks even saw only the square sword. When the field unfolded, he smashed it out. After the death, the sword field had disappeared, and the fire man who had just called to kill the side of the line, even the soul of the body was completely invisible...

"This is the end of the business!"

The party looked at the surrounding monks, standing upright, screaming and shivering. (To be continued.)

Ps: I am finished again. I am sorry for the boss, I am sorry for the leader, I am sorry for the little sister of the restaurant downstairs...