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"Oh-it's a pity."

From above the cliffs of the valley of Baili, a pitiful sigh erupted at the same time.

Since the black stone pillars shot out golden light, the bugs around the black stone pillars have all flew into the air far away from the black stone pillars.

Therefore, what happened to the black stone pillar in the middle of the valley was clearly seen by the people on the surrounding cliffs.

"There are ten places, and nine of them are spent..."

An ordinary monk beat his chest and feet: wailing.

His voice also expressed the aspirations of ordinary monks who were still alive.

These powerhouses would rather spend the extra places than give them these ordinary monks, it is really damning!

You know, after fighting desperately and bloodily with many insect swarms.

The monks found out. Not every bug landed his forehead. All have key patterns.

"Just give me this place!"

Many monks even spoke out loudly what they thought in their hearts.

Knowing this is impossible. but. Say it and give everyone a little psychological comfort.

"Huh. These wastes. Always pin their hopes on other people's charity. No wonder they only serve as insect food."

Quinn said disdainfully.

Although Quinn has been unable to progress in the understanding of the Blizzard Sword Classic, Quinn has never given up his understanding of the Blizzard Sword Classic.

Even deep in Quinn's heart, there is a kind of arrogance like Blizzard.

These guys showed such a pity to the strong who knew that they could not benefit them, and it made Quinn disgusting!

Old Qian glanced at Quinn appreciatively.

Quinn's temper is very good for the taste of old money, and he doesn't expect anything like pie in the sky.

It can be seen that Quinn's cultivation base is much higher than that of Greer is definitely not accidental, but an inevitable situation caused by long-term self-reliance.

Another strong man covered in gray entered.

These strong men seem to like to wrap themselves in various mists, so that people can't see their true colors.

In the envy of the low-level monks, a circle of faint black ripples instantly spread through the minds of every monk

: From the first opening of the gate of the gods to the last opening, the total time is three hours!

It's so harsh. After the first door was opened, it was announced that the total opening time was only three hours. It was obvious that it would not give those ill-prepared guys extra opportunities.

Upon hearing the news.

There were a lot of high-ranking monks in front of the black stone pillars immediately!

There is no need to hide anything.

However, these high-ranking monks were indifferent to each other, few people greeted each other, but no one had any conflicts.

They all have the key, insects can enter this evil city, therefore, conflict is not necessary.

Old Ancestor Chao also appeared beside him among these high-level monks, and there were six monks.

The left hand of the ancestor Chao has regrown and is as good as ever.

The old money who was observing from a distance saw this situation, and his heart was jerky.

The sun, I only hope that this kid will re-grow his left hand, which consumes a lot of power.

Otherwise, unless the heads of these god-level monks are smashed, it will be really difficult for them to die.

The Diaoling Officer was also there. He took four groups of twenty key bugs and followed thirty-nine monks from Guangming Mountain.

These are all the remaining elite figures among the monks who survived on Guangming Mountain.

But the Diao Lingguan was obviously a little absent-minded, frequently turning his head to check the direction of the valley.

It wasn't until an inconspicuous magical implement on his clothes gave a faint light that Lingling Guan's expression relaxed.

Leading thirty-nine cultivators of Bright Mountain, stepped forward and accepted the black stone pillar's inspection of the key bug.

Sure enough, there is a tacit cooperation between the carved spirit officer and his niece.

The old money observed from a distance confirmed his judgment.

Once Ling Guan's expression relaxed, it proved that his niece Mona, the key bug, had also been gathered.

However, the low-ranking monks were nervous.

The notice came too suddenly and too nervously.

The large group of low-cost monks could no longer take care of the excitement, they swarmed out and rushed towards the insect swarm, trying to gather the insects they needed at the last moment.

"Ah------hurry up and catch the bugs."

There were panic shouts of low-level monks everywhere.

Everyone wants to fight for the last one before three hours come.

A group of seven-tone unicorns was fighting with more than two hundred monks. Among these monks, they belonged to several different factions and surrounded this group of seven-tone unicorns from several directions.

The singing voices of the seven-tone unicorns are not as warm as usual, but like a sailing ship sailing in the sea encountering a storm.

While the sailors on the ship desperately worked together to resist the violent storm, they roared vigorously and indignantly, singing the tragic war song.

Invisible sound

, It’s no longer the time when Old Qian just played against these seven-tone unicorns.

It was unified into the shape of a long tapered knife, full of strength, and killing, shattering all resistance.

Tens of thousands of invisible tapered long knives suddenly combined into dozens of hundred-meter-long sonic knives. With the momentum of opening up the world, they are about to cut the world.

Among these monks, there are more than 30 low-level monks from Guangming Mountain.

They urged the sword tactics frantically, and there was no more demeanor on the hideous color of their faces.

It was exactly the same as the casual cultivators they saw!

The high-ranking monk left, entered the Tiansha City that dreamed of, and went to explore the secret that made countless monks tempted.

When we were fighting with others, we drove us forward to die, but now it’s time to enjoy the fruits of victory, but we don’t even have any soup.

Therefore, when the high-ranking monks entered the Tiansha City on their own, the low-ranking monks of Guangming Mountain in this Worm Valley were completely dispersed.

This group of seven-tone unicorns was originally flanked by two groups of monks on both sides, but when other monks passing by saw it, they also joined in groups.

Suddenly they were scattered into countless non-tapered long knives, from unexpected angles, they criss-crossed in all directions, and attacked like a giant net.

Although the sword light in all directions, like a giant net, there are constantly seven-tone unicorns being strangled to smash because they can't avoid it, but the monks who besieged this group of seven-tone unicorns also did not cooperate with each other.

There were even five or six monks splashed with blood and dust, and they were cut into the air by the blade of invisible sound waves.

However, the low-level monks didn't care anymore.

The high-ranking monks have almost all entered the Sky Fiend City, and there is no one to restrain and protect these ground-level monks.

At this time, no matter what kind of school or face, it doesn't work.

Only by grabbing the worm with the key pattern on his forehead, can he cooperate with others to enter the Tiansha City.

Under this huge temptation, there is only to kill, kill, and kill!

The singing of these seven-tone unicorns became more and more tragic, more and more high-pitched, straight into the sky, as if the sky was about to pierce a hole.

Many monks, even though they had opened their shields to the maximum, were still shaken by the high-pitched singing, and there was an incomparable feeling of grief and indignation in their hearts, as if they had grown up, who made them feel wronged and angry. The past, all came to my mind.

A cultivator with a slightly lower cultivation base has a slow hand.

The vertical and horizontal sword light nets in all directions immediately showed the urgency of the sword power in all directions.

Those with a higher cultivation base did not show much slowness under the impetus of the sword art.

But for those with a slightly lower cultivation base, the activation of the sword tactics slowed down, and it immediately manifested in the tide of sword light.

I saw these seven-tone unicorns, almost giving up their defense in other areas, but converging all invisible sound waves into a sonic blade hundreds of meters long, moving in the direction where the sword light has become weakest. Sweep!

Seven-tone unicorns in other directions turned to gray, and at the time of heavy casualties, the hundreds of meters long invisible sonic knife was splashed with fragments of human limbs and blood. Internal organs!

The shields of the monks, swept by these hundreds of meters of sonic swords, seemed to be non-existent, and together with the flying swords that the master used to resist, they shattered into two pieces or fragments.

Of the twenty or so monks in this direction, only five monks could escape alive.

"What a clever insect head, even a strong man has broken his wrist and has learned to concentrate on breaking through!"

A shout of praise, accompanied by more than a hundred sword lights from a distance, spread across the battlefield instantly.

The sound is like a magnificent mountain, endless, the huge roar of hundreds of meters of sonic swords, and the sound of nearly a hundred swords sweeping vertically and horizontally, can't hide its sound.

It is as if these thousands of valleys are all echoing with this person’s voice. Although it is inferior to the chorus power of tens of thousands of seven-tone unicorns, but one person can make such a sound power. The monk was shocked: He turned out to be a master!

Between this shock ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ a cyan escape light, swift and incomprehensible, instantly spanned several miles of distance, like a cyan rainbow, and instantly hit the center of the seven-tone unicorns who broke out.

The hundreds of meters long knife formed by the seven-tone unicorns was originally a desperate blow to break through.

Although powerful, it also achieved the expected effect of clearing the road to break through.

However, the more grown-up things, the more difficult it is to use.

Under this split, it was too late to stop. This cyan light seized this opportunity and hit it from the front, knocking the seven-tone unicorns on the front as if they were falling between the colorful flowers, and the red sword rainbow suddenly appeared. , Furiously swinging out five or seven thirty-five swords!

Although the crimson sword glow was crazy, like a hundred drunk men swung it out, but these thirty-five swords were like down on a feather, one by one toward the two sides, arranged in a staggered way!

The purpose is very clear, pointing directly to the insect king who is under the protection of the guard! (To be continued, if you want to know what is going on, please log in to m, more chapters, support the author, support genuine reading!)