Divine Brilliance

A huge burst of fire hits the sky.

It is similar to Dan Quanzong's fire letter, but when the flame bursts, it is a huge ‘dry’ word that has not disappeared for a long time.

Just below the sparkle of the fire, two turning clouds are side by side. There are dozens of majestic wildebeests and some figures next to them.

A 60-year-old man sits on top of one of the roofs. The face has thick eyebrows and tiger stripes. The eyes are like the wheels, the eyes are flashing, the momentum is calm, and the majesty is natural.

It was just ugly at the moment, looking at the front.

"Where did you go to the Lord, why didn't you come over? You know that you are in the killing, why do you have to run around? How do you protect your young master?"

It is Yin Yang and Lian Fan who stand respectfully in front of the old man. The former is woodless and not moving. The latter is slightly embarrassing.

As a driver, he also has the responsibility of guarding Zongshou. Just waiting for him to finish the matter, when he came back, Zong Shou was already unaware of it. After two days, he disappeared.

Behind the old man, there is also a middle-aged man. It is also an imposing manner, and the body is strong and sturdy. Gloomy face, face-to-face, no surprise. There are three long beards on each side of the lips. At this time, it is just a slap in the face, it seems to be angry.

On the top of the other carriage, Xuanyuan Yi and Li Yuniang. When I heard the words of the old man, I also looked at the eyebrows and blamed Li Yuniang. "You can know where the world is going, at least in which direction, you always know? Why didn't you ask at the time?"

Li Yiniang shook her head and pointed to the hills next to it, which was an answer.

The heart secretly complained, and with the temperament of the little devil, where can I ask? Even if asked, Zong Shou estimates will not care.

She can see clearly, the little master recently completely regarded her as a mosquito and dust, and she felt both disgusted and unwilling to bother.

Yin Yang is very self-sufficient, but it is the 60-year-old man, his eyes are round and his eyes are awkward. I snorted again and closed my eyes: "Why don't you talk? Dumb?"

Yin Yang’s body moved and leaned slightly: “You should be careful not to take care of the adults. If you don’t need much time, you can rush back. With less energy, you will be safe.”

"With the power of the lesser, safe and sound? Hey, what is the power of the world, I really don't know what the tiger is! I haven't known it yet! Yin Yang, before entering Shen Yunhai, most of the time will make the person protect the world. Only the guy is Xuanwuzong. If you are repaired, you will be seriously injured. In normal times, the child still needs to be guarded by Er. In this sentence, can you actually take it for granted?"

The old man sneered, and looked calmly at Yin Yang: "Can you say it? You are in the middle of the night, running for 20 days and night, please come here, what is it? You know that I am a tiger, though If you are loyal to the king, you will also have the responsibility of preserving the tribe. If it is true, as you said, you can convince me to support the world. If it is not, I will definitely take the opportunity to take the life of the world in order to avoid the next demon. Wang, anger my iron tiger family?"

Xuanyuan sighed with a sigh of relief, gently shaking the lips, and the fists were unconsciously tight.

Even Fan Yinyang, but they are all faint, do not care. Even Li Wei Niang does not feel this threat, how many possibilities can be achieved, but the color of the face is faint.

- That person, how have you not arrived yet?

Yin Yang smiled and faintly shook his head: "Yin Yang does not dare to surpass it, and even if it is said, most adults do not believe it, or wait for the world to rush back and personally say it to adults. Please rest assured that the world will never let the boss You are disappointed!"

When I heard this, Tiger Qianqiu was undecided. The middle-aged man behind him sneered: "I will not let my father down. The decade of the world has already made me go up and down the mountain. I am disappointed. What qualifications do he have? Can you disappoint your father? Ah, yes, I don’t report hope, naturally I can’t talk about disappointment-”

Yin Yang was silent and didn't talk. Tiger Qianqiu looked cold and shouted: "In the tiger, you gave me a shut-up! What about him, is it my own brother? If you say he is not, believe it or not. I put you down in the clouds?"

The tiger’s Central Plains looked awkward and closed his mouth, revealing a bit of unwillingness. That tiger is also looking up to the sky again, only to see the word 'dry', has gradually dimmed.

Don't frown: "Don't stop again! Don't stop. You must wait until the world comes back, then wait for him to come back. I am here, wait for him for half a day. Just be a distraction for the younger brother." —"

Xuanyuan Yiren's Liu Mei, immediately raised slightly.

Can you be satisfied with the tiger, and how can you be satisfied with the situation at the moment?

Could it be that the pulse of the spirit, and the psychic metaphysical Dan? It’s just that this is only a slight possibility that he can practice martial arts.

However, this tiger is a thousand autumns. It seems that Zong Shou specially ordered Yin Yang to come. What is his grasp, so confident?

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The ‘dry’ word of fire, once again shines on the night sky. At the same time, within a few tens of miles, everyone is looking up into the air.

Zong Ling is also the same, frowning and looking at the sky, the eyes are completely puzzled: "Is this fire letter really not really money? What is the real thing? Feng Xiao, is there really Xuanwu Zong?"

Feng Xiao was not sure, and looked at the innate strongman who was holding a sword in his forehand and quietly riding on a hurricane.

Seeing the latter slightly decapitated, he frowned and said: "The temperament is like a dragon, like a golden pillar. It has been the martyrdom of the human beings. Most of them are! This person must be a singular figure, so unconcealed, strength is also Most of them are extraordinary. I saw it for the first time, so arrogant Xuanwu master -"

"Vaguely familiar, it seems to be the person I have seen, is it the Xuanwu sect next to the body that day?"

On the surface of Zongling, there is still some doubts. After a moment of indulging, I will go forward: "Let's go over there and see!"

"The son can't! This person is full of blood, and there is no sign of half-depletion. Most of them are not that person. And now, we don't have the strongest of the Xuanwu class-"

Feng Xiao hurriedly exhorted himself. When he saw Zong Ling, he did not listen to the advice. He was already starting to run all the way, but he had no choice but to urge him to move forward. Keep up with the congenital martial artists around you.

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When Zong Shou climbed out of the dozens of pits, it had already passed two full hours.

Although he was not injured, the death of the sword in the river is also great. If you don't have the Thunder essence, you can almost recover.

However, time is mainly wasted in clearing traces and destroying the dead. He didn't think about it when he got the dark flower. But now that these people have been killed, they can’t help but deal with them.

That sinful spirit is also considered, although it is expensive for a city owner, but he kills and kills, but that is definitely a bit of trouble.

The means of these true magic sects, he is the most clear. Within the Zongmen, it is usually infighting frequently. From time to time, there is always a death. Most of the time, they are killed in the same door. The survival of the fittest is the most ruthless.

But once a disciple is killed by an outsider or died in a business in the door, the revenge must be endless.

I also thought about the dozens of demon slaves who had already died. Zong Shou sighed a little, and I didn’t know that I was shooting at that time. For these people, it was a disaster. Although they are freed from torture, they directly lead to their accelerated death.

But this time, I really found a good thing from that Ming.

The devil's instrument is full of origins, and most of them cannot be used in front of others. But this is the only thing that can be used for nothing.

When jumping out of the ground, Zong Shou just stood firm. Just looking at the sky, the big fire ‘dry’ word.

"Signifier?"

Zong Shoumei’s pick was amazed. With the word 'dry' as the letter of fire, the entire east of Yunlu is only a dry Tianshan family.

The next moment is already in my heart. Most of the people he invited were already there. Calculating the time is almost the same.

It’s not a smile, this fire letter is continuous, it seems that there is something that can’t wait.

This place can't stay too much, and the death of Dou Lingzhen and Ming decided not to last long. It is estimated that only a few hours will affect the Fenghua City army. Once a party wins, someone will definitely re-enter the hole to see what happens.

The moment is no longer delayed, Zong Shou grabbed the first snow and ran forward, urging Lei to take the bones and quickly shuttle between the mountains.

However, after only a moment, Zong Shou is already full of helplessness.

"First snow, how long do you have to stare at me. Haven't you seen enough?"

"The way the Lord is, the Cher will never see enough!"

Chu Xue actually nodded, justified, and then regretted the annoyed color: "Especially when I was white hair, it was really handsome! Xue Er should not listen to the lesser, just open your eyes in advance. Many of the masters are using the Swan River to kill the sword, turn the hair over, and give Cher a good look. The Lord, Xue Er asks you -"

When the words are not finished, Zong Shou can't bear it. A blast hammer knocks on the head of the first snow: "Dead hoe, can you make this swordsmanship free to make it? It seems that it is going to be repaired~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The more you let go, the more you change your mind, the great sorrow, you give me two hundred times to eat!"

When the first snow suddenly screamed, the code was angry and laughed.

Whenever he used to kill this sword in the past, both men and women were afraid of him. Unexpectedly, the first snow was very happy.

Is it difficult to be the appearance of this world? But remember the past life, not so ugly? It is a rare temperament man -

Turning these distractions in the heart, Zong Shouqian’s footsteps stopped, causing the thunder to stay away.

Then look at your eyes and look at your eyes. The woods are lush, and as the breeze sways, there is no such thing as a half-split.

However, in the idea of ​​the lion lion, the idea passed down is not the case. Not only is there anyone here, but it is also speculative.

After a long time, I did not see the slightest movement, Zong Shou and other intolerance, simply like laughing and laughing, directly breaking: "Friends hiding there, do you really think that others can not see?"