The Mighty Female Immortal

The middle-aged monk's gaze looked through the heavy ghosts to the opposite ghost, and he deeply locked his brow:

"The other side has a ghost handsome, as long as we use the light to let him kill, even if you and I can not win him!"

"How many time is there, how much time can I support?" Xu Ziyan frowned slightly.

"One quarter of an hour!"

"Good! Struggle for as long as possible! Protect the law for me!"

When Xu Ziyan fell, he poured the entire Yuanshen into the purple smoke space. This is her unreserved trust in the other party. I don’t know why. Xu Ziyan feels from the heart that the other person is a person who can be trusted and respected. Whether this is a friend or an enemy has nothing to do with it. It is a feeling, a feeling of trust.

When the middle-aged monk saw Xu Ziyan standing in front of him, he seemed to have entered a high-end spell. In the belief that Xu Ziyan believed in himself, his heart could not help but rise up with respect, and his eyes showed pride. A person who can be trusted by the enemy is absolutely proud!

Tightly tightening a green bamboo in his hand, he whispered: "Well, the old man will personally protect the law for you. Anyone who wants to hurt you will have to step on my body!"

At this time, Xu Ziyan’s Yuanshen stood in the purple smoke space, and stretched out a finger to pull out the extremely blurred afterimage. The white life between the heavens and the earth frantically rushed toward Xu Ziyan.

A mysterious line was formed in the hands of Xu Ziyan, and these lines quickly formed a mysterious pattern. These mysterious patterns gradually formed a huge mysterious pattern. It was Xu Ziyan who used white life. Void character.

A quarter of an hour has passed, and all the treasures of Nether have been used up. These Fubao are specially made. It is not the kind of genius that is commonly used in the cultivation of the celestial world, so even if it is repaired in the Nether, it can not be used as a light bomb.

The middle-aged monk suddenly screamed: "The first squadron followed me, for..."

When I remembered that I didn't know the name of Xu Ziyan, I reached out and said: "Call for her! Second. Three, four squadrons, each line up, swear to protect the Nether."

"Hang~~~"

The teams on both sides bumped into one piece. Time, killing, mourning, the sound of the blast of the spell, the impact of the blade, gathered in one place, the scene was chaotic and fierce, the junction of the whole Nether and the ghost world gathered hundreds of thousands of monks and Rakshasa. The tragic to the extreme.

Mo will take two high-order ghosts from the air. Slammed down to the middle-aged monk. The middle-aged monk took a huge inverted seven-star array with more than 10,000 people. When I saw the ghost handsome, I rushed over and sighed:

"Seven stars glory!"

Tens of thousands of people suddenly condensed seven large beams of light, stretching in seven directions, and then quickly circling around the center of the big array, sweeping toward the ghost soldiers who rushed.

Numerous ghost soldiers turned into powders under the sweep of the light column, and the ghosts and the two ghosts each released a huge bone stick, and the black air was lingering. The past was smashed toward the light.

"Hang~~Hang~~"

A series of explosions, the mutual strength hit a place, the seven beams of light under the bombardment of the ghosts and the two ghosts together, began to quickly explore. The violence caused by the mutual bombardment of two forces has caused numerous human monks within the numerous arrays to be broken. However, those human monks quickly changed their position. Although the seven-star array was constantly shrinking, the array was still strong. Although the seven beams of light were rapidly weakening, they still could not stop sweeping.

The middle-aged monk in the center of the big array looked at Xu Ziyan, who was still closed, and bit his teeth. Raise your hand. The green bamboo in the hand was sacrificed to the air, and the green bamboo suddenly released a green light, full of infinite vitality, inserted in the eye. The middle-aged monk flipped his hand and pointed to the green bamboo in his eyes. The real elements in the body are continuously transported into the green bamboo, and the face quickly becomes pale.

Suddenly, the seven beams of light were lit up again, and there was still a hint of green in the pillar of light. The ghost soldiers around them died more quickly. The ghostly handsome face was black and violent, and the black gas on his body suddenly faded. The black gas that was pumped away quickly poured into the bones in his hand. The time of the bones became ten and a thousand huge, and the rumbling rumbling continued to the direction of the light column.

The two ghosts who are standing in the side of the ghosts are also like the Mo, but the power is not strong, but it is also the strength of the high-level ghosts, and the rumbling rushes toward the light column.

"Boom~~"

A beam of light dissipated. The monks who formed the inverted seven-star array were ordinary monks. They were far from the repairs of the ghosts. The most important thing was that the monks on the seven arrays did not have the five elements on the Tai Xuan Zong Square. The array of eye-catchers of the big array is so unnamed and Xu Tianwo and so on.

In the following period, the casualties of the human monks are intensifying, and the light columns are also extinguished one after another. When the last beam of light broke down, the middle-aged monk spurted a blood on his face, his face full of despair, and looked back at Xu Ziyan behind him.

The monks of the first squadron around the array have now only had more than 6,000 people. Everyone’s eyes are on the middle-aged monks, and their eyes are unclear. They don’t know why their captains are swearing to guard. The woman in the middle is also full of anger at Xu Ziyan. They don't want to be passively beaten in order to protect Xu Ziyan. They want to rush out and fight with ghosts to kill you.

At this time, Xu Ziyan opened his eyes. In this blink of an eye, I saw the situation in the field of vision, and I also saw the situation of the middle-aged monk. I was grateful in my heart and said softly:

"Give it to me!"

The sound of this sentence is light, but it is clearly passed into the ears of middle-aged monks in this shocking killing. The middle-aged monk also seems to be convinced that the other party can solve the current crisis, and nodded:

"give it to you!"

Xu Ziyan smiled faintly, turning his head toward the ghost ghost who was flying away, and looked away. He pointed out a finger and pointed at him.

From the purple light of Xu Ziyan's fingertips, the bright white light quickly zooms in. Xu Ziyan's emptiness in the purple smoke space is transmitted from her fingers, releasing the scent of life. An extremely mysterious pattern is placed over the entire sky.

From the extremely mysterious pattern, the dense white lotus blossoms are filled with holiness and full of life. The white light is released, hovering in the air, and a white light is shining. The whole sky seems to have a white flower rain. It was quiet and silent, but it was in this quietness that the ghost soldiers melted away. The human monk's body was swept by the white light, but it felt that his spirit was revival, the consumption of repairs was gradually recovering, and the injured wound was rapidly recovering.

"Ah~~~"

The whole Nether sounded a scream of screams, and the ghosts and ghosts will madly flee toward the ghost world, but have not yet flown a few positions, the ghost will begin to melt, in the sorrowful mourning Ablation is between heaven and earth.

Ghost Shuai Mo heard the screams of the two ghosts behind him, and the heart was shaking, and his arms flew toward the ghost world more quickly. However, after a few more flying, he found that he was not strong. He looked down and his two arms had disappeared.

"Ah~~"

A scream of screaming, the ghost's head disappeared, followed by the upper body, but his legs were still running in the air, but did not run out a few steps, it also dissipated in the air.

The mysterious pattern released a half-quarter of an hour, only to exhaust the last trace of energy, and the white lotus in the sky gradually disappeared. However, that is, in this short half-quarter time, more than 20,000 ghost soldiers around the inverted seven-star array disappeared, disappearing without a trace.

Xu Ziyan raised a palm high, and a huge palm appeared in the sky, and a group of ghost soldiers with two ghosts were photographed.

The wind is rushing, the space is turbulent, the rumbling sounds, and a large handprint is printed on the earth on the secluded land. Two ghosts and thousands of ghost soldiers are photographed by Xu Ziyan. The two ghosts on the other side will lead the remaining ghost soldiers to scream and escape to the ghost world without a life.

At this time, all the monks of the Nether finally woke up from the shock, one by one, and snarled and chased the past toward the Raksha Ghost.

Xu Ziyan did not chase out, and the middle-aged monks did not chase them out. There were only two of them left in the entire defense line. The remaining monks chased the Nether and rushed into the ghost world.

The middle-aged monk turned his head and looked at Xu Ziyan in a complicated way. For a long time, he spit out a breath:

"My name is Liu Yu!"

"My name is Xu Ziyan!" When Xu Ziyan arrived at this time, naturally he would not hide it again. He would rush to a hero like Liu Yu, and Xu Ziyan would not hide it again.

"Xu Ziyan?"

Liu Yu exclaimed, followed by bitterness. The name of Xu Ziyan is now famous in the mainland, how can he not hear it. He didn't know about his son's virtue. At this time, he understood that his son was kicked on the iron plate, and it was an oversized iron plate, so that he could do nothing to stand in front of this iron plate.

The spirit of Philip improved, and looked at Xu Ziyan seriously said: "Xu patriarch, you can kill me now, otherwise I will find you to take revenge."

Xu Ziyan’s face can’t help but be bitter, taking a deep breath and whispering: “Liu Daoyou, your son, you should know!”

Liu Yu’s face was awkward and turned slightly: “I understand! But...”

He turned his face again: "But he is my son, and the enemy of killing can't be reported!"

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