The city of Monkey King

Chapter 785: Your majesty! Your glory!

"Dead, dead?"

"Frequent right is dead?! This, how is this possible!"

"There is a blessing in the soul of the soul, and the strength of Changyou should be strengthened several times!"

"There is only a few swords that will annihilate Chang You, such power..."

"Too, it's terrible..."

"........."

Beyond the Eight Gates of Xiancheng, the souls of the souls who are maintaining the soul of the soul are divided into monks. At this time, they are all chaotic, and the death of Changqi has brought them too much impact.

If Chang Kai died after a war, they could still accept it. After all, Zhu Tongming’s death was preceded, but the situation is completely different now.

Chang Kai, who has the bonus of the soul, is so sharply killed...

I can't believe it!

Outside the beam door.

On the main battleship of the three warships of the soul fairy, Yang Ping’s face was tight, and he... was not sure. He asked himself that he also had the ability to kill the Chang Kai, but he could never do it. .

"Section, we deserve to... retreat?"

On the side of Yang Ping, the gray-haired old man whispered openly, apparently asking what to do. The old man also had the intention of retreating. The scene that Chang Qi was killed was too shocking.

"It is better to withdraw it for the time being, let the main sect handle it?"

This gray-haired old man saw Yang Ping did not speak, but also said something.

And this is the sentence, so that Yang Ping’s face has changed, and the anger is rising!

The main sect? !

These two words are poked to Yang Ping’s heart.

He himself is very clear that if he retreats today, his future will be completely finished!

Today, the sect is exquisitely finished. This matter has already been presented as the main sect. If this is the case, it will still die.

Where is the face? !

How should the prestige of the soul fairy be established in the world? ! I don't know how many immortal families will laugh at the incompetent timidity of the soul fairy!

Once the matter has been ascertained by the main sect, then Yang Ping may not be the simple punishment of eternal life as a sect.

The situation of a sub-discipline has been degraded. This kind of thing has never happened in the history of the soul fairy. If Yang Ping opened this head, even if his master is the soul of the lord, it is difficult to protect him. Heavy punishment is inevitable.

But if it is not to withdraw...

Yang Ping looked at Qin Feng in the land above Xiancheng. He did not know that he would beat this person, but he did not mean that he would lose. Since he would not necessarily lose... then he must gamble!

The mind made up his mind, and Yang Ping’s eyes suddenly condensed and killed.

The gray-haired old man on his side, at first glance, is a human being. When he perceives the killing effect of Yang Ping, he suddenly does not speak.

Instead, he changed his face and bowed to Yang Ping.

"The main shot, you will win!"

Yang Ping did not say anything, but faintly said: "Let the soul ship gather power, listen to my order."

"Follow."

This gray-haired old man once again salutes, Yang Ping is stepping out, and his body shape is turned into a fairy city.

At the same time, the three huge warships behind this were actually beginning to undergo rapid deformation. In the middle end of the battleship, there was a huge muzzle, and the diameter of the muzzle was full of several football fields.

Three muzzles, with a purple mixed color, slowly condense...

This is also the back of Yang Ping, the soul ship is the unique flying instrument of Soul Xianzong, also the unique range of offensive instruments unique to Soul.

It is said that each cannon is enough to rival the quasi-central Chinese products and even the top-selling!

"Plus!"

At the moment when Yang Ping entered Xiancheng, the gray-haired old man on the main battleship shouted loudly, and his voice spread in eight places.

These eight-soul souls are divided into monks, especially those who are headed by the Jinxian monks. All of them are tight-eyed, and the prints in their hands are once again changing rapidly.

With the rapid changes of these Jinxian monks, their spiritual power is also consumed at a very high speed, and it is the great soul in this fairy city.

Especially the purple mixed color light ball at the center of the fairy city, now bright, this soul squad for Yang Ping's increase, further increase.

Qin Feng did not pay attention to how this soul-breaking array, indifferently watching Yang Ping entering Xiancheng.

For these people, he has no meaning at all. If he kills, he will kill. The things he wants now are somewhere else, and I will finish it here.

tomorrow…

He is going to Xianwei Palace.

Nowadays, the situation in the world is extremely tense. It can be said that it is changing in a blink of an eye.

In the scene I saw earlier, the Buddha world is trying its best to use the ancient relics to control the golden body of Sun Wukong. Qin Feng also believes that Xianting and the Taoist circles will not wait, and must be doing it in the dark. Preparation.

Once the war begins, the current demon is weak, and the demon who is caught in these three forces will be greatly affected.

At this time, Yang Ping, who entered the Xiancheng area, screamed and drunk.

"I am waiting for the erect, killing the sect of the sect, if you don't let your blood bond pay today, I will not swear by Yang Ping!"

Before the start of the game, it is obvious that Yang Ping is doing a light-hearted approach, and there is no sense of violation.

Perhaps Yang Ping also feels that he is very good at this sentence. He can't help but stop the waist, and he can feel the magnitude of the whole body. If he wants, he can enhance his strength through the soul of the soul. .

After his judgment on this soul-breaking array, he has the confidence to let his strength reach the quasi-sacred top quality, and even fight against the peak...

Therefore, in this face of the people who cannot be the greatest power, Yang Ping is not worthy.

however…

Just at this time.

"Your Majesty."

Qin Feng slightly squinted at Yang Ping, faintly speaking. When these two words were exported, Yang Ping was stunned. He did not expect that the instant anger would burn.

In his life, why was he so repulsed? ! Even if it is the soul of the lord, his master has never been so to him! What's more, the word "跪下"? !

However, when he wanted to do something, he suddenly became uncontrollable. It was said that his legs were uncontrollable, and his knees were slamming down. It was so straightforward in the void to Qin Feng. Go on.

this moment…

Do not say that the soul of the Eight Immortals outside the Eight Immortals saw this scene, all the chins were not close together, even Yang Ping himself was also forced, looked down at his legs with a look of horror. Even she did not know why, just now, the knees seemed to be down.

"you!"

Yang Ping suddenly looked up at Qin Feng, his face was angry and he just wanted to say something.

Snapped!

An air slap directly fanned on Yang Ping's face, the voice was crisp and loud, and Qin Feng's double-ice eyes looked low at Yang Ping: "You, you, in your capacity, let you talk to me." Already your great glory." 2k novel reading network

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