Divine Brilliance

The knives rushed in, and the fierce temperament burst open immediately, and the skull soul of Yan Mingluo was blown up.

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With a shake, the prince of the night prince was thrown off the flying claws.

The look is a bit stunned, I don't know what to do. Continue to fight with Zong Shou? It can be said that Luo is dead, even if he fights again, this person can't live, and it doesn't help.

But if you just give up, it seems that something is wrong.

Zong Shou is already collecting swords and has returned to thousands of feet. I glanced at the girl in front of the plain, and then the first one was a gesture: "Farewell!"

Although there is still a sense of nostalgia in my heart, I did not hesitate, but I tore the void and return to the direction of Qixia Mountain.

After half a moment, I returned to the cloud world again and stepped on the Qixia Mountain.

I saw the battle here, and it was a definite decision.

One hundred and eighty thousand nights of demon, there are already half and half corpses, and the number is one million.

Naturally, there are some night magic powers with strengths up to the six or seven steps. They are far from the chasing of the iron horses, sneak into the nearby forests and continue to rush to the east.

Zong Shou did not care, the overall situation has been set. Some escapes are also expected.

It is naturally best to be able to expel it from Huizhou Island later. If it can't, it doesn't matter.

The cloud industry is vast, but there is no place for its survival. A little bit of night magic, it is difficult to become a big problem.

The spirit surges, and within a few years, this Huizhou will have hundreds of seven-order powerhouses.

Even if he does not need to deliberately clear, these night demon will naturally die out.

At this time, there is another more important thing to do a spiritual dilemma!

Zong Shou’s double fists slammed. I made a ‘click, the crackling sound, and the whole body swayed.

The Lord of the Taoist Palace, since he had prepared such a great feast for him, can he keep his tribute?

At this time, Zongyuan was already leading the five thousand blood cloud rides.

Just stepped on a million nights, and gathered a lot of blood. It is the blood cloud that is full of momentum.

Next to Kong Yao, it seems to know his mind, condensed: "The overall situation has been fixed, if you want to do anything on the Jun, you can not use the jealousy, the minister here is no problem. That Ling dynasty committed me first, if not Counterattack, but it’s a small one."

Zong Shou looked at Kong Yao with a strange look, and it was already obvious.

When I was ambushed with Yan Minglu, it was not difficult to guess where the handwriting was.

Carefully, the natural * sailing *-=· acridine · 0-= provide * can also guess, that is ambush in the Xiaxia Mountain after the fine riding mouth ※ ※ ※ ※ ※ distance from the seven Xiashan two thousand three A hundred miles away, in a valley. The Promise is riding on a treadmill, Zijinlin, and some are waiting anxiously.

Originally like his realm, this is not anxious, it should not be.

But I don’t know why today, from the early morning, this heart is a little uneasy.

At this time, behind him, a full seven thousand knights are standing quietly in this valley.

They are all purple and bright, with a yin and yang pattern between the chest and abdomen. Holding a long gun, his armpit is Xuan Yan Jin Lin beast.

This is the sixth-order Taoist soldier who passed down the Tao Ling, and Zilin flame gun ride!

The air machine of thousands of people is like one person. It is only those Jinlin beasts who have passed on the blood of the phlegm and blood. At this time, I don’t know whether it is the state of mind that has sensed the Promise. It’s a little different, and the four hooves are constantly lifting up and down, making a burst of nose.

As time went by, the endless brow was already wrinkled into a Sichuan word.

Minghui and the seven true swordsmen are responsible for killing the sect.

He rate * set sail · - = · acridine · 0- = provide * seven thousand Zilin flame gun ride here, but is prepared to ambush that blood cloud ride that once unbeaten in the cloud industry.

At this time, the day is right, no matter the success of the failure, there should be news from the Qixia Mountain.

But until now, there is still no half letter sent back.

This is a matter of stability, but it is really suspenseful.

There is still not far from here, it seems that there is also a Taoist who is not on the side of his side.

After several trials, I don’t know the roots. Although it was before an hour, it has already been withdrawn. However, it is also a battle for today, and it has changed a few points.

After a while, the golden light finally fell in the sky. Let the endless brow, pick a little, the eyes flashed a touch of joy.

Just in front of the character, only fell into his hands for a moment. The promise of the face is blue and white, white and blue, and uncertain. A stagnation of gas in the chest, churning, venting.

A dilemma against the enemy, the night magic army collapsed. Minghui 陨, 珈明罗 escape. The master of the two sects of Xuan Tong Ling, together with the seven true swordsmen, will undoubtedly survive.

After a long time, the Promise was violently spit out of the blood, and the voice was inexplicably inexplicable.

"Ming Hui! You are guilty of sin, you are wrong."

If this person is not resentful, he will go beyond him, and the palace owner will do the same.

This sentence is broken. Promise of the mood, but can not have a partial improvement.

The mind continued to flow in that sign, and the dawn was gradually cold.

Fighting snakes is not dead, but not to mention this guard, not a snake but a tiger! After this war, the strength has not been reduced, but the military has increased greatly.--With this person's disposition, once the hand is released, how can it not revenge?

Suddenly thought of something, infinitely rushing to the horse, riding on the fire purple Jinlin, ran outside the valley.

"Go! Go! Go away, I am afraid I will not be there!"

Those purple flaming guns are all incomprehensible, but they are also instigating their own beasts. With the Promise, ran out of the valley.

Along the rocky avenue, go all the way. An hour is nearly 1,500 miles.

Promise directly copy the near road, when the night is deep. The entire team is already seven thousand miles away.

Zong Shou Ming Zong, Ren Tianxing and other days, expelled the people of this place to the west of Huizhou beyond Wanli.

Therefore, there is no smoke on this road. All the way up, only some empty buildings are visible.

At this time, I felt a little bit in my heart. All the way to this place, it should be safe.

Yu Shoujian's wall is clear, so that the night magic can be found without food. But he also made him a purple flaming gun ride, this road does not have to worry about exposing the trace.

Although the blood cloud ride is a fifth-order iron ride, it can be said that with the blood cloud secret technique, the consumption port of the riding beast can be tens of thousands of miles per day, and the speed is even higher on the sixth-order soldiers of the Zhuzong.

But even if this blood cloud rides faster, I think it will be difficult to catch up at this moment.

But still do not dare to relax, still rushing at full speed. If the riding animal is tired, then change it directly. The feeling of instinct, at this time from the Qixia Mountain, away from the sect, is as far as possible.

Two thousand miles here, it is a flat horse, the terrain is wide, and there is nothing more to pass. At that time, the seven thousand rides were scattered and scattered in all directions. Even if it is unexpected, there will still be more than half of the Zilin flame gun rides, and you can return to the spiritual environment.

Bypassing from the side of the wall of a stone city, when the whole Zilin flame gun rides, once again set foot on the wide barren road, ready to accelerate.

The promise of the face, but it has changed awkwardly.

I saw a figure in front of me, and I was alone in front. Hand * sailing · - = · acridine · 0- = offer * special sword, a plain white gold robes, face is weak, but it is ambiguous. The vast swords are pressed, and the sky is coming.

The face is familiar, so that the pupils who can't help themselves are shrunk.

"Zong Shou!"

The heart was shocked, the Promise of the Spirit, the subconsciously scattered search, but could not sense the figure of the blood cloud.

A slight accident, but also feels at ease. That blood cloud ride, even if it can not insert the wings, it is catching up at this moment.

On the contrary, this is the front of the person, with its nine-stage repair, come alone, it is not difficult to catch up.

Promise is more aware of it in its hands, and there is only a magical god.

In other words, the only ones blocked in front are Zong Shou!

Mengma Lema, the Promise stopped on the ancient road of the wilderness.

At the back of the seven thousand Zilin flame gun ride, more than 20,000 horses of Xuanyan Jinlin beasts, both stopped at the same time, Qi Qi stopped.

Everyone is holding a purple pistol and waiting. Seven thousand people joined forces to counter the sword pressure of Zong Shou. The momentum is not allowed to be divided, and there is a counter-attack.

Determined to look at the people in front of me, violently spit a sigh of anger: "Just on here, is to force one person to stop me and return to the West?"

Zong Shouwen’s words are ‘嘿, a smile, not for this Zilin flame gun ride that kills the Taoist dilemma. Why did he run here with a thousand miles?

I am too lazy to speak, only holding the nameless sword, standing there like a stone statue.

The figure is thin, but it is like an insurmountable mountain, stuck on the stone road.

The whistling day suddenly suddenly was uneasy, and he got out of his sleeve and jumped over his shoulder.

Then curious, looking at the opposite of the Xuanyan gold phosphorus beast.

Sniffing in the nose, the strange color in the sputum.

There is a scent of the same family, but the inferior blood is unified and then swayed his head, indicating disdain.

The two tens of thousands of beasts, but they are all miniature, more and more uneasily flipping the horseshoe.

The Promise is completely ignorant, the look is slight, and then it is a sigh.

"Today's various kinds of ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ is my Tao Ling dilemma is not right, it is really confusing. It is no wonder that on the king, there will be ignorant anger.

It is a pity that it is based on the instinct. Even if I can't be friends with Jun, I can't be an enemy. I don't care about today, but it is the result. ”

Speaking of this, the promise of the voice, with sincerity: "I really have no room for change? Is it necessary to become a deadly enemy with us?"

Zong Shou shook his head slightly. Before today, he was willing to do this later, and he also asked the Ming Hui.

It’s been a long time since I heard this!

The only thing he was curious about at this time was this spiritual dilemma. Why did he take such a big risk, and the morals and the doctrines of the cloud industry should also be involved in this war?

However, this sentence does not need to be asked, and after careful investigation, it is natural to know.

Cold and cold looked at the Promise, Zong Shou and his lips were light.

"After today, under the rule of the orphans. All the Taoist monks, do their best, kill innocent!"