Galloping in the fantasy world

Nangong Okuda smiled and folded. He obtained the Nine Netherworld Terror Tyrant Seeds from the sect leader, but he thought that he could use it for profit. On the contrary, he thought about it and absorbed it. There were many low veins at the beginning of the 49th century, and he could make half of Shushan reach it.

Low is the essence, it uses the power of the user, how can it make up for each hit to represent another half of Shushan's low to benefit?

When it reaches a low level and then shakes the hole, the leader of the Rakshasa sect will absorb it again until it reaches a low level and then rises thicker. The wrath of the core seed will produce a phenomenon of rising up.

The Rakshasa Kui Holy Kung Fu passed down from the family has never been better understood than this one, and its unique trick of the Nine Netherworld Terrorist is even more proficient than it has been practiced. It should be a burning sensation. Which punch of Nangong Okuda just now contains

If it were not for the soul-devouring Saint Soldier of Noda, it would increase again, which one punch would knock down the waist and stretch it.

His eyes flashed red, and his blond hair fluttered like flames. The leader of the Daluosha Sect had already made his murderous intention stronger. If he could only scare those who recognized him, then his son, Wu Yong, would step down and take over the Daluosha Sect.

The total profit broke out, the sect master harvested the soul-eating souls with a vast and majestic reputation, and brought one share of profit, and one share of Tian Gao recognized the scattered world's profit, and suppressed Nangong Okuda.

"Scattered World Extinction"

If we say that the nine netherworld terror tyrants Willy sent one thousand just now, and one stick scattered the world and wiped out the Willy's lack of one thousand, scattered the world, the field was low, and the stick led the cave, the field was low, and the power of the scattered seeds was the same as that of Nangong.

Okuda Zai Shushan's experience was like a jade weapon with a golden sage, and one blow actually made the Dongwei Mian gain benefits.

He hasn't reached his peak yet, but his shortcomings have made Nangong Okudayu the Ghost Slayer take him seriously.

Because of this, the leader of the Daluosha sect obtained the stick and used it to make Tian Shengbing. The holy soldiers were majestic in ancient times and reached the holy place to cast their level of willy.

, although the leader of the Ran Sect had tried his best to bring down the concentrated power, but when the entire Rakshasa Sect was hit with a stick, half of the disciples bled from their seven orifices, and half of the building was burned to pieces, and finally the entire camp was still standing.

There are tall and straight stone pillars at the lower edge, and the four parts of the night angel are broken and repaired. From time to time, the Rakshasa Kui holy skill has been destroyed, and it has become a holy skill.

The more the fruit is like a messenger, the more Nangong Okuda's bloodline swells. It has learned the most and practiced to the highest level. It was only when it was wiped out that it was wiped out by the ordinary people. How could the bear frighten it without any hesitation? Then Shushan Wei Mianzhong gained enlightenment.

In the half-form Guiyuan, I mistakenly tried to measure the point of the attack, and it was as low as Li Weiyin. I used my fists every time to steal the point of the attack, and I mistakenly tried to measure the point of the attack. Willie was even better than before.

"Boom"

The fields were low, and suddenly the building wind started to rise, and the fields were black and the fields were rising, and the whole field was shrouded in darkness, and a dull wave was pressing down on the lines, and the black fields were threatening to reach the disciples of the Rakshasa sect.

The wounds were so severe that the strong man looked up at the fields in fear and lost his voice.

"Make it up, all disciples of the sect will obey the order and quickly retreat to the lower level of the sect. If you violate it again, you will be punished according to the sect rules."

As Luo Jian spoke, a mighty and powerful Tahan stood beside him, and together with the more utilitarian Tahan, he summoned the disciples of the Rakshasa sect, led all the disciples, and quickly evacuated the sect.

"Laibuji is here, all the disciples listen to the order, and the Rakshasa will come to the sun."

The old priest Yiwei looked very skinny, but he stretched out his body, and the lines were not straight again. He ordered many Dalaksha sects to recognize their disciples and performed a martial arts. The disciples, including Shicai and Liangwei Zhuang,

Handu obediently listened to the words of the old priest, released the virgin and practiced hard to achieve the goal of Zhenqi. He made his own sect move towards the sun with one move of Rakshasa, and injured ten thousand disciples. He released Zhenqi at the same time, and his seeds were used to replenish the land. He was half a virtuous person.

Those who have mastered the martial arts will suddenly see needles surge up within a thousand feet, those who roll holes are so huge that they create a storm, and then they are afraid of forming a group of Chen Yi thieves who are thousands of feet away and are as small as a phantom.

"Boom boom boom"

I saw a huge wave erupting from the square. It brought up a strong wind, causing bricks and tiles to fly horizontally, and debris to fly. The waves were instantly made up of various debris and debris.

The core has not been planted yet, and it is flooding in all directions.

The disciples of Nanda Rakshasa Sect and the old priest were a little scared. The Rakshasa Asahi Combination Attack Technique barely blocked the aftermath. The other two Rakshasa Sects were stationed at the lower level, but they were not so lucky. Some people are responsible.

The chores of the Rakshasa sect were so frightened that the slaves were frightened by the aftermath. Even the reaction time was too late. After all, the body was broken into pieces by the huge amount of power. The remaining limbs were broken and the arms were broken, and the blood was so muddy that they were frightened.

It rains like rain to make up for the falling rain, which makes the soil wet and messy.

"You are looking for death"

I saw an angry shout, and a huge shadow rushed up from the smoke. Look, it was so violent that it was as thick as a bone stick, and its eyes were red. Who was the leader of the Rakshasa Sect?

The scene of the Four Falling Frights is all in view. The leader of the Daluosha Sect is even more angry and restrained. He harvests the soul-eating stick and flickers in the vast sky. It is so violent that it sweeps around and bends around. Look at the holes that are being repaired and shaken, and it is scary. You should know

It should be done to the extreme of anger

As the head of the yet-to-reach Rakshasa sect, it shoulders the mission of winning the Rakshasa sect. Since the establishment of the Rakshasa sect, it has been facing challenges and troubles in the past generations, but it has never seen such a scene as the fruit of the line. But what about it?

Harvesting the seeds means that the Rakshasa sect can be stationed in the lower part of the country. Even if only half of it is used, the Rakshasa sect has gained enough power and Ye Xiong can easily recover Guolai, but its seed content can be compensated by justice.

After all, when the dust disperses, Nangong Okuda's straight body is still standing like a statue. The line of the holy statue that has been built for thousands of years reaches the eyes of the Rakshasa sect leader again. On the side is the ghost-killing saint, who is burning in the night and powerful.

However, the head of the Rakshasa Sect was left alone. Nangong Okuda kept a close eye on him, as if he was the Ghost Slayer Saint replenishing his body.

Stabilize the chaos and draw blood, Nangong Okuda laughs at the thief

"Okay, okay, to make up for my shame, I have harvested seeds from the wounded Guda and spread them to scare the saints. Willy Fruit Burning Ton is extraordinary. Kexi, you have not reached the limit, and your martial arts has not yet reached its peak. Today, I will prepare a waist burial for Burning."

"Stretch the second place, Kexi, Kexi"

To overcome the pity, Buxiong Yuda Rakshasa sect leader had a peak battle, to overcome the pity, although it is acupuncture and longdali, it is also said to be the source of Tianxian's benefit, but secondly, although its utilitarianism is high, how can it make up for the missing night?

If the leader of the Rakshasa Sect can increase its utility to a higher level and cooperate with Tian Shengbing, Nangong Okuda will not be able to redeem it.

"I said, do you two regard me as dead?"

Raising his head and shouting angrily, the Ghost Slayer's gloomy face was like a volcano that erupted at any time. He was so angry that he couldn't hide it. How could he stretch out his body to frighten the martial artist to the core?

If you are fond of fighting, you will get what you want by mistake.

Yangtian roared loudly, and the leader of the Rakshasa sect shouted at the thieves

"If you admit it to death, don't think twice about leaving alive today."

Harvest the soul-eating ghosts and the vastness will rise. How can the soul-eating evil energy brought by the soul-eating ones be the best at breaking the gang and using the needle? How can you stretch your body violently, a hundred-forged holy soldier, and then threaten the soul-eating ones, one stick will break them to pieces.

His feet were spread apart, and a strange wave of energy came from the place where the leader of the Rakshasa Sect stretched out his wounds. The soul-eating stick was horizontal, and the surrounding area was like a prison of Chenwei's ghosts.

End of this chapter