Too Early

Under the helplessness, the Taixue real person can only hold the sword in front of him to resist the mad slashing of Huanglong.

Huang Longzhen went to life and death, the more madness in his eyes, the aura of the whole body condensed in Jianfeng, and the sword was smashed, as if there was only one thing left between heaven and earth!

cut! Oh...

The dim sword of the aura is lifted up in the hands of Huanglong, and it is lifted up and then squatted...

A sword, a sword, a sword, a sword, another sword!

Taixue real people just took the next sword, but before they even had time to catch their breath, Huang Long’s second sword, the third sword and the fourth sword came over again...

"Hey..."

After a hundred loud noises, like the rusting sounds of mortals playing in the iron shop, the sounds are endless, creaking, and the clouds that have shook the sky for nine days are instantly dissipated, under the force of the raging power of the sea. The ground cracked into a deep crack of a thousand feet.

"Are you crazy?!"

Too learned to be a real person can no longer resist, violently yelling at the tyrannical Huanglong, he is flesh and blood in the Huanglong ruined land, successive attacks under the crack, blood flowing, the sword in his hand is cracked The pattern is going to be scrapped.

Huang Long’s situation is even more fierce. There is hardly a perfect place on his body. He raises his sword and learns to be a real person. The strength of each sword will shake Huanghuang’s own blood, and their feet will condense a **** color. Too real people even suspect that Huang Long’s blood is almost exhausted.

"He is crazy, he must be crazy! The injury is so serious, there is still such a terrible power!" Taixue real people have a fear of being stared at by death, and they are shaking all over." He is really crazy..."

The dragon face is like a sea. The whole person is like a killing **** who knows nothing about killing. There is no sense of reason. The sword in his hand is scattered. He has been dull and dull like scrap iron, but he has made a stunned sword. Attacks, there is a faint scent of avenues.

"Dare to kill my disciples, I have to bear the consequences!"

Huang Long screamed out and spurred the endless anger in his heart. Just before the interest rate, he was dragged to death, and he could only watch the countless pre-teachers fall into the slaughter of these beasts. Their blood was dyed all over the earth, and the sky-high hatred and anger were long gone. Breaking through his chest and disturbing this world.

At that moment, Huang Long really has the hatred of destroying the heavens and the earth!

Kill them! Revenge for the disciples who fell down from the early education!

This is the only thought left in Huang Long’s heart and the only voice in his mind.

The raging Huanglong looks mad and moves like lightning. He raises the sword in his hand and teaches him to the West Pole again!

"Hey..."

Under the constant impact of the continuous, the real people of Taixue flew out like a rag.

Huang Long also "wow" spit out a blood, the sword in his hand finally broke, broken into countless pieces falling from the air.

His face was pale as paper, his body was shaking, as if he would fall down in the next second, but he was still standing in the air, and the whole person was supported by a thought: "Kill him, kill the group of beasts!"

Huang Long’s body is just shaking, and even if he is slow and firm, he stands firm, like a giant pillar, like a **** of war that never fails.

Taixue real people looked at Huanglong's broken sword in the eyes of a flash of surprise, at this moment, his mind is not able to counterattack Huanglong, but finally can not be cut by Huanglong!

Qin Haoxuan was heavily wounded and had his wings crossed.

"Teach the teacher, pick up the sword!"

The dragon scale sword crossed a light in the air and instantly fell into the hands of Huanglong.

Huang Long single-handedly took the sword, and the dragon scale sword entered the Huanglong hand immediately and the golden light was flourishing. The sound of the dragon screaming came out, the aura surged, the gods appeared, and the exquisite and deep swords skyrocketed, seemingly able to communicate with the world.

A few golden dragons hang around the Huanglong, the golden scales are looming, the yellow dragons are flying white, the robes are flying, and the whole body instantly condenses a momentum that makes the sky tremble, just like the nine heavens.

Qin Haoxuan sighed in his heart: "This is the real power of the Dragon Sword, and only the master can provoke the true dragon inside it!"

Looking at the Huanglong who came out of the air, Tai Xue’s eyes shot extreme horror, and his hands trembled as if he couldn’t hold the bleak sword in his hand!

When the Western Preachers are taught to be in the shackles, the situation of the elders and elders is also very dangerous.

The elders of the world felt that they were trapped in a world completely controlled by others. The spiritual power of Haotian rushed to the Chinese people who were wrapped in soft white light. The body of a Chinese person was like a vast ocean, no matter how many auras were He is always incapable of inhaling. The elders of the world have tried their best to absorb the spiritual powers around them, and they are still very reluctant to even play a spiritual method.

"How could it be so terrible? What is the realm of his strength?!"

The elders of the Western Preachers couldn’t help but be astonished. One of China’s people came like a fairy in the sky, and the whole body was wrapped in white light. It’s just like lifting a hand gently, it’s like moving a mountain, a heavy pressure The elders even found it difficult to raise their hands.

"Not going to be a palace?"

The elders of the world are pale and have a dark heart. In the power of the top of the 100,000 mountain, the wolf is resisting, and the dusty robes are full of shocking blood.

"No, if it is a Taoist palace, I will not be able to take his one-powered force! But such a terrible force should be a half-way palace!"

Under the offensive of a Chinese person, the elders of the world did not have the power to fight back. They could only resist each other and prevent themselves from disappearing.

The glory of the whole person in China is more and more radiant. Xiaguangdaodao, the avenue of the avenue is like a slow escape from the flood. Every time, the disciples of the West-Eastern Tripartite Alliance are not talking about nose and blood, and flew out. The repair was a little worse, and it was directly turned into a blood fog under the pressure of this heaven.

It’s terrible, a Chinese person is really terrible!

This is what everyone thinks, they are desperately trying to escape from China.

One person in China was seriously injured, but he repeatedly exerted the strongest spiritual method, forced the blood of the body to tumbling, and violently attacked the elders of the world without mercy.

"Booming..."

After a few palms, the elders of the school were beaten with a black face, swollen face like a pig, and the nose and mouth cracked, and suddenly a blood flowed out.

The elders of the world are becoming more and more critical, but all the masters of the Western Puppets are entangled by the people who have been taught in the early days. They are too embarrassed to be defeated by Huang Long, and the three elders of the elders need to fully cope with the three Too elders, no one can give him support.

The elders of the world have no choice but to fight, but how can a Chinese person let him run? The killing of Haotian was thrown out in the eyes of a Chinese person, and he kept a close eye on the real people of the world.

After Qin Haoxuan sent the dragon scale sword, there was no strength in the whole body. Even the wings of freedom could not be displayed. The whole person was crumbling at high altitude.

The Western Pole taught a fairy tree elder to kill from the side, sharp sword light with a squeaking lightning in an instant, straight to Qin Haoxuan's heart.

"clang!"

Qinghong Pity rushed to the scene, using the Qingquan sword that she had cracked to block the blow. The boneless Qinghong fairy turned an exaggerated arc and sent a poisoned dagger into the hand. Human heart.

The elders of the Western Preachers, who were killed by arrogance, suddenly burst into blood, and their faces were dark and black. The five senses all spewed out black blood, screaming and falling to the ground, and the boulder that was blown by the wind became muddy.

Qin Haoxuan looked at her, and the pale face traced an angle and asked weakly: "I haven't asked, how come you?"

Qinghong's black hair is like a waterfall. The blue clothes are moving with the wind, hunting and screaming. The delicate face is a sly killing, cold and snowy, like the female **** of war on the ancient battlefield.

"I found a treasure. I remembered that we had a good cooperation last time. I want to go to see you this time. As soon as I entered the area where I was in the early days, I saw that there was a lot of fire here, so I came to see what happened."

Qinghong has said that it is easy. Qin Haoxuan knows that in the face of the battlefield of the West Puppet Tripartite Alliance, the average person must avoid the early education at this time, let alone fly to help.

Huawangu is a **** person who does not follow the common sense. He will come to help and can think of it. However, I did not expect that such a fairy will come to Qinghong Pity...

Qin Haoxuan looked at Qinghong's eyes with a grateful gratitude. He moved his lips~www.wuxiaspot.com~has not spoken yet, Qinghong Pity intercepted his words, and the shimmering eyes gently licked him. At a glance, the feelings of the silk filled out, and then turned quickly and said: "Don't thank me, that time, I will die without you in the fountain."

Qin Haoxuan smiled and immediately saw a black shadow flying like a blast. The fairy tree behind the 30th round of a fairy wheel swayed with the wind. It consisted entirely of spiritual law. It was about two feet long and resembled a **** crow. Broken into the air, the two huge wings have no feathers, and the black scales of the bright and shining light are shining through the body. Each time the wings are moved, there are large sharp black scales.

"Be careful!"

Qinghong Pity also changed his face. The white jade hand held Qin Haoxuan to the side, and the light blue body protector flashed out, but still could not stop the overwhelming black scales, Qinghong pity a black hair She was cut off by a black scale, and it floated away. She ignited anger on the spot, and the hurricane was everywhere, and the Qingquan sword creaked.

Qin Haoxuan tried to condense a three-foot-long gold sword in the sea of ​​gods under the attack of the dark black scales. The sword front flashed sharply and immediately hit the black shadow.

The scattered work wrapped in thick black mist suddenly stopped, and the mind in his mind swayed like a collapsed mountain. Every time he swayed, it was like someone who took a giant hammer and slammed his head. It was extremely painful. Suddenly his black body swelled away, and the black scales that were like a knife disappeared instantly.

"Kill him!"

Qinghong Pity will present the Qingquan sword in his hand when Qin Haoxuan’s voice is not falling. Qingquan sword is one of the five magic weapons of Jinxu Temple. Even though the blade is cracked, the power is stronger than the general magic weapon. The rainbow, like a river-like spirit, surged out, and the scattered repairs that stood still in place together with the gods became fragments.

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