The city of Monkey King

"Open up!"

"Quickly open!!"

"fast!"

"Hurry up!"

"..."

The entire Eight Immortals, the monks of the souls and cents, and the elders of the Jinxian are the leaders who led the Majesty, and they made the most familiar prints.

The disciple of the soul fairy, every soul of the immortal, the first thing to worship the mountain gate is to practice the death of this soul.

The disciples of the tens of thousands of souls are also printed at the same time, between the time... in this sacred city, there are a strange wave of power fluctuations. These strange powers and each city gate merge into one place, and these eight places It is Qiqi gathering in the sky above this fairy city.

The streamer of eight purple mixed colors appears, and it gathers into a huge purple mixed color light ball above this fairy city. From this light ball, the strange fluctuations are multiplied!

At this time, when the light ball appeared, there were thousands of purple mixed colors floating from it, and it was toward Chang Qiyong, who was bound by the Qin Feng.

At the moment, Chang Qi, when the discovery of the Soul of the Souls opened, the face also showed a touch of joy.

Hey~

As the purple light mixed with the aura did not enter the body, Chang Qi's body is also beginning to skyrocket, the atmosphere of the whole body is already straightforward. In the end, it is directly breaking through the quasi-central product!

When Chang Qi’s strength reached the middle stage, by borrowing this power, Chang Qi finally broke away from the pressure of Qin Feng’s pressure on him, and gasped with a big mouth.

"It’s stubborn, it seems that I can only take your life today!"

Breaking away from the bondage, he often thought that he could fight with Qin Feng and regain his body, with a smile on his face.

When you start the sorcerer's squad, you need a lot of manpower and material resources. At the very least, the existence of Yang Ping's sect is only qualified to launch the squad, so often, in this small right ambassador, there is no power. of.

Therefore, Chang Kai at the moment is the first time to feel the strengthening ability of the soul.

Being able to be in the soul of the soul, feeling the power of his own surge of several times, Chang Kai can not help but emerge the confidence that was not previously.

The reason why I was afraid of death was because my own strength was too low and Zhu Tongming’s death, and now I have the blessing of the soul, which is obviously becoming mad.

This is the case with a bag. When there is no strength, it is natural, and when he has ‘power’, he will be mad!

"Bad boy, kill you! I am the master of this sect!"

"Hey, offer your head!"

The nature of the mouth cannon is not changed. Chang Kai said, holding a hand and a purple long knife in his hand.

At the same time.

Above the warships outside the Liangmen, there are many soulless monks and monks. When they see Chang Kai’s troubles and break the pressure of Qin Feng’s pressure, these people are greatly relieved.

Especially Yang Ping, the dignified look is slowly diminishing with Chang Kai, and the thoughts that originally wanted to run are also vanishing.

"Section, subordinate estimation does not need to separate your shot, right enough to kill this child."

On his side, there is a gray-haired old man respectfully saying that this is obviously to please Yang Ping, but did not expect that Yang Ping would not like to listen.

"Ok."

Yang Ping nodded slightly, although this is no better, but Yang Ping is still very upset. He just wanted to let Chang Qi go to give himself a head start to explore the real situation. Who knows that he is now ordered to open The soul of the soul.

If this is the beginning of the victory, the promise of his own will have to be honored, and the referral of Chang Kai as the head of the soul of the 10th Xianwei in the division, but in the eyes of the mind, Yang Ping does not want to do it. In this matter, it is simply the shame of Yang Ping if he recommends such a bag to sit on the position of the lord.

All the souls are divided into monks, this time is closely watching the battle above the fairy city, for those who pass the soul of the immortals, they are all tempted to win a battle, so save A lot of work.

Unfortunately…

This is their wishful thinking.

Including Chang Kai, who is already mad at the moment, but only doing his dream of spring and autumn.

"There is a soul-breaking battle, my strength is enough to grow five times. What do you use to fight me?! Don't think that I can only be shackled once!"

"I tell you!"

Chang Qi Meng raised a long knife in his hand and pointed to Qin Feng, just when he wanted to continue talking.

Rubbing...

A crack appeared on the long knife body, and the hole was often shrunk. The whole person couldn’t help but squat, and then it was this kind of effort.

boom.

The cracks on the entire long knife spread and were completely broken into ash. Then, in the hands of Chang Kai, there was only one empty handle.

"This…"

Chang Qi looked at the handle of his hand, and the whole person had not responded. The familiar feeling of the previous one was already in the heart again, and even more... more intense!

Subconsciously looking at Qin Feng, it is found that Qin Feng is no longer in place.

"Is it comfortable to find death?"

There was a voice falling into his ear. Behind Chang Qi, Qin Feng’s figure appeared here, and his look was as usual.

Such a faint phrase, in the heart of Chang Qi, set off a huge wave.

"I, I, I..."

Chang Qi still wants to say something, but there is no chance.

The sound of the sword whistle was introduced into his ear, and a pair of eyelids reflected the blue light of the scorpion, followed by... dozens of scorpion swords pricked from the front and rear of Changqi.

The whole person became a blood man when he was a child.

Knowing the sea, Dantian, the soul, everything is smashed under the sword of the sky.

And all this happened, but only a few seconds before and after, even from the face of Chang Kai has been sluggish and lost, the former arrogant color that has not completely disappeared.

The body that had been stained with blood was falling down at a rapid speed.

boom.

It fell to the ground and became a muddy mud.

Eight gates of Xiancheng, these souls are divided into monks, all at this moment are paralyzed.

Everything happened very quickly. These people did not react at all. After all, Chang Kai in the previous moment was still arrogant and arrogant, and how the next second became a mud.

Especially outside the Liangmen, Yang Ping, the front end of the main battleship and his hands behind him, suddenly collapsed in the pupil, and his eyes were incredibly horrified.

Only...

The tendency to kill is simply beyond his imagination.

To know... Chang Kai in the soul of the soul, the strength has reached the quasi-holy middle!

A quasi-sacred Chinese product, even so sharply spiked, such a thing on anybody's body is enough to cause a shock to the sky! 2k novel reading network