White-Robed Chief

He patted it with one palm, and the wind rose again.

Two streamers fell straight, and Cheng Yuan and Lu Qingxue both performed the advent of the gods.

"Bang!" In the two muffled sounds, the strong wind dispersed.

Cheng Yuan and Lu Qingxue showed their bodies, staring coldly at the old man in gray robes.

Standing in the void, the old man in the gray robe narrowed his eyes slowly and nodded slowly: "It really is the advent of the **** of heaven. You are just fine with this, you need to borrow external power.

"You are the same." Cheng Yuan said slowly: "Forcing us to this step, it really is an old monster, you will die here today!"

He disappeared in a flash, and the next moment appeared behind the old man in the gray robe.

The next moment Lu Qingxue appeared in front of the old man in the gray robe, and the two attacked one after the other.

The two knew each other well, but the old man in the gray robe relaxed sideways, catching their palms.

"Bang!" The explosion rang like thunder, and all three flew out.

The old man in gray robe flew sideways and waved in the air.

Cheng Yuan and Lu Qingxue flew upside down to meet the silent palm force in the air.

The sky wind is invisible or tangible in one thought, but the two hands of the old man in gray robe are invisible and indifferent, which is completely different from the previous howling wind.

"Bang!" "Bang!"

The two flew upside down again, and they couldn't hold back the old monster after performing the advent of the **** of heaven, but they were calm and abnormal in their hearts. After the advent of the **** of god, there would be no shrinking or fear, only calmness and calculation.

"Oh!" Cheng Yuan pointed out and broke this palm.

Lu Qingxue fluttered, and the palm knife split the sky wind palm silently.

"Bang! Bang!"

"Hmm! Hmm!"

The three battled together, flickering, appearing illusory.

The people who fell to the ground widened their eyes and looked at this side as they exercised for healing.

Qin Mengyun's heart sank constantly, and the two great masters couldn't hold down an old monster, but there were twelve old monsters like Tianfengzong. If they were dispatched at the same time, could the gate be blocked?

The thought of this made me feel cold.

"Qingxue, it's time to desperately!" Cheng Yuan said in a deep voice.

Lu Qingxue said: "OK!"

The two of them shot radiant light all over their bodies, like two rounds of sun falling, and appeared in front of the old man in the gray robe the next moment.

The old man in gray robe hummed, "The wind is coming!"

The silent wind appeared around him, and the two of them couldn't get near him.

The old man in gray robe hummed: "Don't think that you are invincible with the advent of the gods. If the old man can't find the restraint method, he will come to die?"

"What kind of wind are you doing?" Cheng Yuan said in a deep voice.

"Jiuyou Yinfeng." The old man in gray robes proudly said, "The Jiuyou Yinfeng that the old man spent thousands of years to conquer, erodes the soul, and you have tasted this taste?"

He knew the weakness of the advent of the **** of heaven, and he was afraid of hurting the treasures of the soul. Once he hurt the soul, the **** of **** would be injured and the exhibitor would need to spend his life to make up for it.

Although there are few treasures that can hurt the spirits of the heavens, it is not without them. Nine quiet winds are one kind. The winds from the coldest to the coldest in the world are very strange. If he had an adventure in the secret territory, he won the treasure and had The secrets complement each other.

With these nine gloomy winds, he is the nemesis of the gods, and the lords are not afraid. Of course, the nine gloomy winds also need to be carefully cast, because it seems to be overbearing and fragile, and the number of casts is limited.

But with this, it was enough to form a deterrent. Later, the suzerains did not dare to perform the advent of heaven.

Cheng Yuan sneered and took out a red bead from his arms.

The magnificent rays of light shone on the beads, Yin Hong was bloody.

The old man in gray robe shouted, "Red blood beads!"

"Haha ..." Cheng Yuan laughed twice and waved the red beads: "If you don't collect Jiuyou Yinfeng, I will use this red blooddrop!"

His deduction technique was extremely high, and he figured out what treasures he needed, and brought it in advance.

The old man in gray robes gloomed and said coldly, "Then look at it with red blood drops!"

Cheng Yuan sneered and crushed the red blood beads directly.

Red blood beads shattered, and a red ray hit the old man in the gray robe.

Like the sound of boiling water, the red light lingered around the old man in the gray robe, becoming more and more prosperous, no matter how he waved his hands, the red light became more and more prosperous as the flame fell on the oil.

In the snoring, the breeze around the old man in the gray robe quickly dissipated, his skull-like face twisted, his remaining muscles changed drastically, and his eyes stared at Cheng Yuan.

Cheng Yuan sneered: "Old guy, this is what you asked for!"

"The old man also gave you a bit of awesomeness!" The old man in the gray robe sneered, holding his hands up to the sky, and an electric light suddenly fell, like a ghost, and he immediately shot in front of Cheng Yuan.

"Bang!" Cheng Yuan was blown out.

"Ah-!" He screamed screamingly in the air.

This sound made people feel pain in the bone marrow, hurting the soul.

Although the red blood beads burned the nine yin yin winds, they could not be burned for a while and a half. This time was enough for him to rebuild the two gods. Lu Qingxue hid when he saw this.

Lu Qingxue could only stand in front of Qin Mengyun and greet him.

"Ah-!" Lu Qingxue also screamed.

Qin Mengyun rushed to the old man in gray robe.

"Bang!" She flew straight out, spurting ground meat in the air.

"Mengyun!" Lu Qingxue hissed.

She appeared next to Qin Mengyun, took out the elixir from her arms and stuffed it into her mouth ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ But Qin Mengyun had no power to swallow, no breath, and died directly, she could only enter the internal force and push the palace Activating blood, crossing into her life and interest, is the real life.

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Cheng Yuan did not want to be injured, and flew into the gray-clad old man again in the air to prevent him from attacking Lu Qingxue.

The old man in gray sneer sneered: "This wind wind palm directly destroyed her soul, and those who couldn't save her, don't have to waste any effort!"

He glanced at the rest of the people and sneered, "There are many people in the Butterfly Dance School. Slowly kill them one by one, to see you give in!"

"You damn--!" Lu Qingxue hissed and roared.

She no longer feels cold, does not touch the fireworks on the earth, her eyes are angry, and pushes on Qin Mengyun. Qin Mengyun is her next-generation suzerain, and her talent is the hope of the butterfly dance.

But now, she was silent, hardened, and even her secret technique could not be saved. Her body quickly became stiff, as if she had died for a day, and she had lost the time to recover.

The old man in the gray robe laughed and said, "The old man is damned, he can't die. For ten thousand years, there is no fun to live. As long as this wish is completed, he can rise, haha!"

He laughed proudly, and did not look at the already cold Qin Mengyun, but his eyes fell on Yang Qingmeng and the two wonderful women.

Cheng Yuan was struck again, hissing and screaming, and everyone was trembling.

Cheng Yuan rushed up again and again, not afraid of death.

The old man in gray robes was surrounded by red light, as if the skeletons walking out of hell, became more and more scary, and gradually walked towards Yang Qingmeng step by step.

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