Watching the Dawn

There are about thousands of left-handed demons in the siege of Hanshan Temple, which gradually divided into three small groups during the year. The first group was composed of scattered people, the bottom sect of Xiuxian Realm, and some people who had little loneliness. They were surrounded by Hanshan Temple, and they expected to be lucky to get this batch while they were in chaos. The number of people is the largest, the combat effectiveness is the worst, and there are many people who are fooled.

The second group was stationed in the village near Hanshan Temple. This group of people basically includes some prestigious solo travelers, some of the elders ’disciples and more powerful martial arts. The number of them is about one hundred. Although the number is smaller than the previous group, they actually use the big grabbers every day. The main force of attacking the temple. Those in front are nothing but cannon fodder.

Above the sky, twenty miles south of the robbery cloud, there was a cloud of dirty paint, and seven or eight people stood on it. They stand in very scattered positions, intentionally separated from each other. It was during the year of the siege of Hanshan Temple that the words of the killer, which were gathered by some of the side entrances and the left side of the gate, hurt the killer's style, which really shocked him.

But when the Wuyun Gui clutch strangled to a third of the mountain height, I felt that the number of weeds was almost dead, and no more cannon fodder was enough, the red-haired ancestor suddenly said, "Heaven is normal, it is still enough "After he finished speaking, he reached for a beat, and a huge red cloud shot his hands towards the hill for the next moment. The ring flew into the sky, collided with the big hand, and rolled back to Hanshan Temple.

Outside the Hanshan Temple, the ring-shaped clutch Wuyungui returned from the sky, as if a bright moon rose from behind the mountain. The bright and transparent ring stands up, and the crescent is steep and clear, and it is so vast that it occupies half of the cliff behind the Hanshan Temple.

Mingyue hangs above the sea of ​​fire submerging Hanshan Temple, while Lu Yuan stands on the crescent of Wuyungui, a few hundred feet from the ground, and flutters in immortality.

Another two thunders fell, and this time he actually spread his hands and let the thunder hit him. He was lit up like a light bulb, but he endured it with a smile on his face, as if enjoying something.

Through a series of trials just now, Lu Yuan has roughly estimated his position after building the foundation. The forefathers of the horses who were surrounded by the hills, who were able to cut him and bite him in street fighting, have basically been completely reduced to weeds. As for those stationed in small villages, their strength has fallen greatly, and some of them have fallen Infants succeed, and some just come out with the teacher to meet the world. In general, one-on-one is not his opponent, but the human sea tactics are still very effective; only the seven old monsters in the south, the gap between the spiritual depth of the two sides and the realm is still somewhat large, and the foundation cannot be greatly shortened. This gap.

To put it simply, building a foundation allows him to crush the miscellaneous soldiers, but it is still useless to fight. Just like the red-haired ancestor said, after all, it was only a catastrophe.

If you use a sword and a suitable tactical environment, you may be able to achieve one or two results, but only if there are contradictions within the enemy, can you break each one. Sure enough, it is not the time for a decisive battle now. Lu Yuan sighed, packed his mind, and carefully felt the transformation of the body of the Heavenly Tribulation. Forget it, let ’s put the target on those weeds temporarily. When Lu Yuan ’s eyes looked at the evil pawns, his eyes suddenly turned cold.

In fact, although the same is the evil way, those old monsters who have practiced for thousands of years do less harm to mortal society. After all, the mortal society is too ordinary, and there is nothing so ordinary that these old monsters need; instead, those scum who have just joined the left door and have already possessed more power than ordinary people, but still retain the mortals, they are so beautiful. Color, enjoyment, and wealth, and the martial arts have no restrictions, so they plundered the mortal society as a ranch.

Such a **** is more damaging to human society than those old monsters. Since Lu Yuan had no choice but to look back on himself as a bait, he deliberately gathered these people together, so he had no intention of letting them go alive.

At this time, ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ happened to fall with the last five thunders. Obviously, Heaven Dao already feels impatient with this tough guy.

Lu Yuan looked at the five looted thunders, and suddenly remembered the moment he learned when he was fighting with Nu Wa and the Five Elements God summoned by her. Now looking at the Five Thunder that is falling like a five-pointed star, suddenly my thoughts are like a river rushing across the embankment. All the ideas suddenly penetrate this sword style, and they are formed and perfected in this moment.

"This is also a fate," Lu Yuan smiled, and he shouted loudly, "Friends under the mountain, how are you?" When the five **** thunders encircled him in the middle, each of the ball-shaped lightning bolts of the size of the washbasin snapped into the middle, and the little thief would be turned into fly ash.

Someone said in the bright light.

"The Royal Thunder Sword Five Elements Acacia"

The endless red line flew out of the gleaming thunder, and it rained down from the night sky.

ps: Keep two changes, fight three changes. The more I want to write, the more clogged, **** author. To be continued.

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