World Controlling God

Ouyang Zhen received a short time to heal, and the neck wound has healed with the help of high-grade grass and medicinal herbs.

Although his injuries have not been exhausted, it is not a problem for anyone under the saints.

With the shock of his voice, all the saints above the nine days also knew that the main smile of the Swordsman Palace appeared.

The two saints once again separated, and all went back in the direction of their respective camps.

Ling Xiao is the fuse of this battle, and it will be the vane of this battle.

Ling Xiao looked up at Ouyang Zhen, and then saw the head of Ouyang Zhen’s hand, and a raging anger burst out.

Mad teeth was actually killed by Ouyang Zhen!

"Bastard!" Ling Xiao stunned and wanted to fly toward Ouyang Zhen.

At this time, the Oriental 姥姥 is coming back to Ling Xiao’s side, “Laugh, don’t want ###!”.

In the other direction, the Leopard also saw the mad head in the hands of Ouyang Zhen, and a sense of anger and anger was born.

"I killed you this old king!" The broken leopard screamed, his eyes glared, holding a blood-stained knives and smashing toward Ouyang Zhen.

He is the same as crazy teeth, and now he is killed by mad teeth, he is not crazy to blame.

The power of the Leopard has been concentrated to the extreme, and countless spiritual powers are coming to him. He has to forcibly break through to the high-order Xuan Emperor at this moment and also to smash Ouyang.

"The light of rice grains dares to shine!" Ouyang Zhen is very disdainful.

Just when the Leopard had just reached halfway, Han Kai, who had been seriously injured, swept the past, raised his hand and stunned the Leopard, and returned to Ling Xiao.

"How are you doing with your brother?" Ling Xiao looked at the pale look, and Han Kai, who had many injuries on his body, asked.

Han Kai shook his head and said, "I can't die!".

Then he took out the spring of life and immediately took it.

The multi-service life spring will not have the effect of extending the life, but the effect of healing the gas is still very significant. For the saints, it is the best life-saving thing, and it will be treated under the eight-medicine medicine. They are not very effective.

In fact, Han Kai’s injury is not as simple as it seems. His viscera has been greatly damaged. The life spring can restore him a lot of vitality, but his life is afraid to be reduced.

I haven't had many days to live. If I can't break through or have other top holy things to prolong, I'm afraid that he will fall after a long time.

Another low-ranking saint friend of Hankai also returned. His arm was almost abolished, and his breath was extremely messy. Obviously he also suffered a big loss.

These are scattered, although they have achieved the strength of the saints, but the saints who have many high-level resources to cultivate with the big forces are definitely inferior in all respects.

Ling Xiao didn't know this person, but he could see that he was fighting for the Swordsman Palace. He did not say that he had handed a drop of life spring liquid to the lower-level saints.

The low-ranking saints looked at Han, and when Han opened his nod, he took it and took it.

Suddenly, he only felt that a pure vitality began to quickly moisten his limbs, the internal organs, a feeling of refreshing and calm, and his arm that was about to fall off was also inductive, I can’t believe it. How long it will take to recover, which makes him very excited.

Many saints, in addition to the madness of the fallen, the Dark Lord is also killed by the dragon tortoise an eighth-order high-order black snake, as well as the mid-level saints and guards of the beast.

In addition, Han Kai’s friend Mo Lin was also killed by Gu Lei, and Feng Qingyuan removed a low-ranking saint.

In this battle, three middle-level saints and one low-ranking saint were degraded. The rest of the people were injured more or less. It was quite tragic.

Fuzhen wants to get rid of the wind and clear the edge, but can't catch up with the speed of the wind, but prepares to merge his two other younger brothers to prepare for the wind and the other low-ranking saints.

Today, Ling Xiao is surrounded by Han Kai and one of his friends, the four great saints of the East, the two great saints of Fengjia, the old monkeys brought by Yuan Zhantian and the four great kings are standing on the other side. The old three of the club also retired.

Ouyang has only half a life left in Ouyang's family, and Ouyang Zhen is also seriously injured. Another low-ranking saint has not fallen, and it is a relatively complete lineup.

The Dark Lord, the ancient family, the ghosts, and the saints who killed the heavens did not retreat.

Since the opposition has already started, and the Lingwuge three are just playing oil sauce, the strength of the Swordsman Palace is obviously weaker than that of the Ouyang family. It is necessary to decide the outcome of the battle.

"Ling laughs at you, this kind of miscellaneous. You still know that there is, I must revenge for my two brothers today!" Ouyang Zhen said with a grin, then he shouted to the surrounding saints. "You all kill him together. Xiao Mis. There are legendary artifacts, he is able to kill my two brothers with the artifact!".

As soon as the words came out, all the saints were hot.

They have been unable to understand how the two great saints of Ouyang’s family will suddenly be killed by Ling Xiao’s descendants. Even if he has a great ability, he will not suddenly blast to the strength of the high-ranking saints.

They once suspected that it was not the return of the evil spirits, only to do such crazy things.

However, after thinking about it, I felt that it was impossible.

If the evil emperor did it, I was afraid that the Ouyang family would not dare to revenge so much. It is more likely that the evil emperor would give the genocide a hand. It must have been the legend of the celestial domain.

This is one of the reasons why they decided to take this drowning.

Now listen to Ouyang Zhen, saying that Ling Xiao is actually wearing an artifact, which also understands why Ling Xiao, the Xuan Emperor, can kill Ouyang Xing and Ouyang Hua several times.

"No matter what he has, Lei brother today. You must first help the wind-clearing edge of this woman!" Fu Zhen did not have the mind to hit the idea above the artifact, he must avenge his dead brother.

Between the words, Fu Zhen hammer has already smashed toward the wind.

At the same time, the two saints behind him also attacked her and another sage.

Ji Lei hesitated a moment and nodded to his companion. The two also helped to really kill the wind and clear the edge. It must be that the ghosts and ancestors could come to help out. He came out to invite him. He does not help now. It is really impossible to say.

"Hey, let me help my teacher to stand up to them, wait for me and Ouyang's family first, but complain, and then help you." Ling Xiao hurried to the East.

The Oriental 姥姥 lightly nodded and immediately told the people around him to help the wind clear the edge.

She is still in the size of Ling Xiao.

Luo Meiying also arranged the dragon turtle in Lingxiao to prevent accidents, while Ling Xiao was to arrange Xiaojin and Mengmen around his woman to protect their safety.

"Do you want my artifacts? Then you can grab it!" Ling Xiao made a roaring voice, thirty-five times the full force of the war, the whole person became the body of the dragon, a peerless real dragon roaring, Shocked the Quartet.

The oriental dragonfly around Ling Xiao skipped the strange color, apparently being shocked by the change of Ling Xiao.

The saints present were also exposed to surprise.

Ouyang Zhen is panicking the saints around him. "Fast... kill him, don't let him take the artifact out!".

At the same time, he had a high-level spirit in his hand and went out to Ling Xiao, and the spirit of the sword screamed and smiled, trying to stop Ling Xiao’s next move.

Poor, the Eastern cockroach is a palm to defeat the spirit.

"Hands!" The charm brake is very decisive, and immediately let the people around her shot to Lingxiao.

The people who killed the organization were also dispatched at the same time, and they did not intend to give Ling Xiao a chance.

At this moment, the sky suddenly spreads the sky, and a little bit of blush is like snow, it is very beautiful and fresh.

At the time when these flying flowers were scattered, everyone was stagnation.

Someone immediately took the lead and whispered, "Flowers are floating in the sky, it is the person of Wanhuazong!".

Sure enough, as the sound fell, the three figures flew away from far and near.

The comers are Wanhua Zonghua Lily, Bipo and another middle-aged woman. They are two middle-level saints and a low-ranking saint.

Bi Po is the peak of the middle-aged saints, infinitely close to the strength of the high-level saints.

"It shouldn't be late!" The flower lily whispered openly.

Everyone does not know where the Wanhuazong is helping each other. They are a bit confused and they are doing what they are doing.

However, Ouyang and Wanhuazong are the forces of the South, and they are somewhat familiar.

Ouyang Zhen asked "Flower Fairy, but came to help us Ouyang home?".

He thought that the Nanyuan forces should be in the same breath, and the Wanhuazong saints appeared here. It is not reasonable to help them.

"Oh, today we came to help Ling Shengshi, my old life, but he can save lives!" Lily smiled at the sound of the silver bell.

This statement is a change in the appearance of the Ouyang family.

Ouyang Zhen asked some unwillingly "Which is Ling Shengshi?"

"If she is doing a good job, it should be me!" Ling Xiao faintly responded.

At this time, he had already had a broken giant drum in his hand. He had already lifted it in one hand and slammed it toward the drumhead.

Ouyang Zhen smashed the hole "fast...stop him, then...that is the artifact!".

After Ouyang Zhen finished speaking, he would have to leave quickly.

Unfortunately, Ling Xiao has already sounded the drums heavily.

Hey!

A savage breath slammed into the sky, and a sly red-fruit giant hugged a giant drum and appeared in front of everyone. He held the drum stick and went to the drumhead.

The sound is like the morning bell of the drum tomb, the long and long, deep atmosphere, and the sound of the horn of the ancient battlefield, urging the momentum of the army and the horse to kill the world.

Ouyang Zhen has reached a few kilometers away, but the drum sound is everywhere, and an inexplicable force seems to explode in him.

He tried his best to suppress it and to resolve this power.

It is a pity that this is just doing useless work. He must be seriously injured before, and his strength is not at the peak. Otherwise, he can still support it. Now there is no such ability.

boom!

Ouyang Zhen's body instantly exploded like a blasted explosive pack, and countless blood flew over the sky.