The city of Monkey King

Hundreds of thousands of lizards, white armor with black light, standing or rushing, or crawling, practicing Qi, building foundation, knot Dan, fake baby... all levels of strength.

This group of lizards, Han Xiu, who is in the middle of the peak of the day, is rushing up.

‘There is a command on the king, even if I get a hair from Han Xiu, I can also receive a reward. ’

A hair is still the same, naturally, the more you grab, the more you earn. If you can grab an arm of Han Xiu, it is estimated that it will be a good one.

In order to reward, these lizards can be regarded as fighting for their lives, and all of them want to tear Han Xiu to life.

Xia Yurou before the tomb.

The loose long hair was draped behind him, and Han Xiu’s robes were already dyed by blood.

‘Soft, sorry, maybe... I can’t go to you. ’

‘Linger can’t be taken care of by no one, that person... can’t die. ’

‘Without me, you will certainly be happy to live in this world, but it’s a pity that you can’t see you again. ’

‘You...what world is it now...’

Looking at the tombstone, with tenderness in his eyes, Han Xiu slowly stood up, his body swaying slightly, and his eyes were determined.

Even if it was the previous bones, Han Xiu at the moment still has a strong vitality. His heart is Jianxin.

Enter the sword!

Jian Xiu is the toughest monk in the world.

If the sword is not broken, it will last forever.

The roar of the lizard came from all around, and at this moment, on Han Xiu’s body, it began to have a burning flame.

This flame is colorless, but it can be seen.

The black light shrouded Kunlun, and the spiritual power was not available. Even if he burned Yuan Ying, it was not useful.

There is only one way.

Take my soul, the meaning of the sword.

The sword is meant to enter the soul.

This is the sword soul!

boom!

The lizard around them suddenly rushed toward Han Xiu, and at this moment, Han Xiu’s body was turned transparent. These lizards were directly passed through his body.

Han Xiu, used his soul fire to burn his body!

In other words, he killed himself.

Just as these lizards are horrified, a sense of self-small swords is felt, and the moment comes to the peak of the sky, and the bang! Taking Han Xiu as the center, an invisible air wave is scattered. It is not spiritual power, but sword meaning! Pure sword!

Such as the same handle knife, swept over, but all the lizards on the peak of the Tianzhu, are in this sword, instantly collapsed, turned into powder.

.........

Song Yunfeng's cave was pulled out. At this moment, the Qin Feng was rushing to the hole with the black light that was falling, watching the tyrants in the sky, and the eyes were full of murderous murder.

However, his body is now overdrawn.

The corners of the mouth are all blood, and the mouth is full of breath, the front of the eyes is faint, the body shape is unstable, and it is actually kneeling down on one knee.

Blood, dripping, falling in the snow under the body.

After all, at this moment, he is only physically, not repaired.

The spiritual power of the great Tianxian dynasty and the body of the **Xuangong cultivation, Qin Feng can be used to repair the fake baby half-step.

But now only half of it is naturally unbalanced.

"I still want to struggle?"

The heavenly tyrant looked at the so-called Qin Feng, and he looked at the extreme. The most incomprehensible thing was the appearance of the arrogant Qin Feng.

"This king will send you the last trip."

The squad screamed and smiled. The eyes of the four corners were dark, and the hand was lifted. In front of him, there was a huge black light group.

From this group of light, there is a very strange, yet very depressing breath.

Black light group, bigger and bigger, bigger and bigger!

There is a big hill, and a huge black light group appears above the Kunlun Mountains.

"Hahaha! Let's die, die!"

The tyrant screamed, and the black light group in his hand smashed toward the Qin wind.

However, at this moment, a sly green sword light flashed through the falling black light.

boom!

The black light group that the tyrants condensed out was actually blasted in the air, and the black light instantly turned the entire Kunlun Mountain into the night.

"who is it!"

The tyrant's face is violent and violent.

When his eyes condense, he can't help but squat. In front of Qin Feng's body, there is one more person...accurately speaking, not a person, but a soul.

A sword soul, Han Xiu!

Qin Feng looked at the emergence of Han Xiu, but also the eyebrows wrinkled up, he has a great inheritance, wide-eyed, naturally can see the state of Han Xiu.

Soul body.

Han Xiu... He killed himself and used his lifelong sword to integrate into the soul! Gathered the sword soul!

It is because of the soul he uses, so this black light can't suppress him.

"Han Xiu, what are you doing!"

"War with the soul, if the soul is scattered, you will never enter the reincarnation!"

Qin Feng sighed.

If Han Xiu had died before, then it was dead, and the soul entered the land, and he set foot on it, and he would not be able to reunite.

But the soul is scattered...

Although Wanjie has the legend of the souls of the souls of the souls, it is just a legend, no one has ever really been to the Ming Dynasty.

The universal consensus of Wanjie, the soul of the scattered, will never reincarnate, that is, from this world, the disappearance of the ancient times, leaving no trace.

"For Linger, you can't die."

Han Xiu is only faint.

"Can't die? You must die!"

At this time, the tyrants on the sky, the face is already violent, he did not expect... Han Xiu would actually kill himself, but would even think of using the soul to fight with himself.

‘阜光光辉’ can seal spiritual power, but it can’t seal the soul.

With anger, the slap in the palm of his hand and the palm of his hand, and the black light went straight to Qin Feng and Han Xiu.

However, these black lights were all blocked by the swordsmanship of Han Xiu, and his swordsmanship was actually strong enough.

However, Qin Feng can see that Han Xiu seems to be strong, but in fact it is barely supporting...

Since the body is dead, the soul should enter the government early. At this moment, it is strong here. Even if it is a soul that embodies the sword, every second, for Han Xiu, is the pain of deep soul.

"Han Xiu, don't you want to see Xia Yurou again?!"

"Go away!"

Qin Feng had a raging color on his face, and he was yelling at Han Xiu, but Han Xiu did not listen to Qin Feng’s words, but when Qin Feng wanted to go forward.

Han Xiu’s swordsmanship began to condense on Qin Feng’s body. On the ground of Qin Feng’s body, there was a pattern of green and golden swords.

That is, a sword array.

Han Xiu uses his own swordsmanship to engrave the lines!

"With this sword array, protect you for three quarters of an hour, after three quarters of an hour... the black light of the lizard king must be dissipated."

Han Xiu looked over the eyes of Qin Feng and looked calm.

"Linger, I will give it to you."

At the same time, the Kunlun Shangqing sword in the hands of Han Xiu made a scream of sorrow... Going to the sky. 2k novel reading network