The city of Monkey King

“It’s just a group of idiots.”

Shen Tu Angel looked at the tens of thousands of Kunlun disciples, listening to the snoring of the Kunlun disciples, slightly screaming, and his face was disdainful.

"What a **** lord."

"How do these ants have such beliefs, and even naively think that a ‘owner’ can save their lives.”

A touch of mouth, the sound is cold and cold.

On the side of Shentu Angelica, several Shentu clan elders are laughing and laughing: "The patriarchs do not know, these local monks are very embarrassed, and they have to look down on them. There is only one way to deal with them."

"Kill, all kill, just let them be afraid of the bones will be convinced."

An old elder of Shen Tu said this, and there is another old man with a goatee, and he is pinching his own goat: "What is said, I remember that seventeen years ago, there was a guardian in the land of Liangzhou. Forcing it, it is said that it was once the overlord of Liangzhou, or one of the nine great families of Yunshui. The life and death are not convincing, and the arrogance is not good. As a result, it was not the whole family who was stationed in Liangzhou. stay."

"Since then, the whole Liangzhou was called a peace, and the local monks were scared one by one. Liangzhou became the earliest place in Kyushu."

"Ha ha ha, the practice around the moon, it is a wonderful! Wonderful!"

"........."

These elders of the Shentu, all of them are calm in appearance. For those who can't move the whole family, they will talk about it.

It is as if the massacre of such a thing is very sparse in the tenth fairyland.

"The patriarch, there is half a column of incense."

At this time, there was an elder who reminded me that this was a story... these elders laughed very tacitly.

There are also children of Shentu, who are also bloodthirsty on their faces.

After half a column of incense, you can kill!

Have fun killing!

As for why the time of this fragrant incense is set, it is also very particular, because in this tenth sacred sect, there are too many forces and too complicated. If the Shentu tribe comes up, it will kill the Kunlun Mountain. It is really speaking. But go.

Once things get to Xianwei Palace, it is even worse.

But if you give this musk the effort is different, then... there is a reason!

Even if other forces, or Xianwei Palace, come to the door, they can stand up straight and say that Kunlun Mountain first killed my child, and I also gave the time for Kunlun Mountain to surrender the murderer.

Kunlun Mountain refuses to give people, helpless people... can only grab hard!

And hard to grab this kind of thing...

Because the two are too different, so one accidentally knocked out the door.

Things are as simple as that.

All in all, this musk... is the excuse and pretext of the Shentu tribe to destroy Kunlun.

"The ants in the Kunlun Mountains, you still have half a column of incense time."

"It's dead, it's alive, think for yourself!"

"..."

The people who still have the Shen Tujia are shouting, the voice is full of disdain and embarrassment, and the sentence is screaming, the people who listen to it are in a hurry, and I can’t wait to bring these guys to life.

However, these Kunlun disciples are very clear, although the anger is extremely incomparable, but the gap in cultivation makes them maintain the last reason.

In the face of these strengths far better than their own Shentu ethnic group, Kunlun disciples ... can only be forced to endure.

Lu Changyi, Gongsuntong, and the Kunlun elders, all of them were frowning at this time, listening to the voices that came from the Shentu ethnic group, and all of them were angry and hate their teeth.

At this time, there are new words coming out of the crowd.

"I am a patriarch of compassion, so I will give you a choice!"

"Everyone immediately kneels down and gives me a nine-headed person, and makes a vow that this life is a slave to Shen Tu, so that I can put you in the life of these ants."

"If it doesn't..."

"Hey, you guys..."

boom!

The person who spoke, repaired as a fairy, at this moment, the sword out, a sword toward the Kunlun disciple, a sword, an unbiased squatting before the tens of thousands of Kunlun disciples, Jianqi Yu Lang picked up, there is enough Thousands of Kunlun disciples were seriously injured under the waves.

For a time, the tragic screams of the Kunlun disciples continued.

Only one fairy, just a sword, just the lingering wave of the sword is enough to seriously injure thousands of Kunlun disciples.

"Damn!"

"Mom! Kill this group of bitches!"

"Look at his uncle!"

"..."

Thousands of Kunlun disciples vomited blood and were seriously injured. Suddenly many Kunlun disciples angered, and all of them were exposed to fierce colors, and they could not wait to go forward.

Even the elders of Kunlun, seeing this scene, can not restrain the anger in their hearts at this time.

"Calm, give me where I am."

Lu Changyi whispered and slammed these Kunlun elders. He knew very well... If these elders of Kunlun rushed up, the situation would be completely out of control.

With these elders taking the lead, those who are already angered and burning in the hearts of Kunlun disciples, one will not take care of their own lives, will inevitably all rushed forward.

And just rushed up...

Both the Kunlun elders and those Kunlun disciples will be completely annihilated, one...can't live!

It is precisely because of this point that Lu Changyi worked hard to restrain the anger in his heart and smother the elders he had waved.

There is only one way to do this, and that is to wait for the arrival of Qin Feng.

You can wait for a scent of incense and a scent of tea. You can't take the lead before a deadline.

"Haha, a bunch of waste! 蝼 ants!"

"You are such a person, only a slave, only for me to wait for the fairy shoes!"

"Useless waste people!"

"I don't even dare to hand it back. What is the meaning of living?! It's better to die than one!"

"........."

Those who belong to the sub-districts, especially those who are young, are all arrogant, and all of them are laughing and laughing.

"Mom! Mom's mother! Fight with them!"

"Fight!"

"..."

Listening to these ironic voices, the Kunlun disciples are almost unable to resist the anger in their hearts. All of them are eye-catching, especially when they see thousands of fellow brothers who have been seriously injured, and they are angry.

At this time, on the side of Shen Tuo Angelica, an old man said slightly and respectfully.

"The patriarch is half-column."

Shen Tu Angelica had a shallow smile on his face, and looked up at the Kunlun disciples who were already angry and raging in the eyes, passing a touch of bloodthirsty color, faintly opening.

"kill."

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