A World Worth Protecting

This scream is extremely powerful. Even on the battlefield of the Bingfeng Army, it is still very penetrating, so that everyone around him is stunned, and the scene was once silent ...

Everyone's eyes fell involuntarily on the Lingtao screaming at the moment, whether it was the collapse of his arms, the spit of blood, or the collapse of his chest and the collapse of his weapon. , And the crushing of the black ice cubes under this man's feet, make this scene ... terrible!

Until a pass, Lingtao screamed and fell on the ground hundreds of feet away. The original bluestone floor tiles also shattered a lot. Blood splattered, and Lingtao saved his breath, struggling. The eyes in the middle showed the utterly blankness. When looking at Wang Baole, there were 100,000 mud horses in his head.

"What the **** is this !!" He had been completely stunned, and even what happened to the other side had a strong sense of unrealism. He was very upset in the previous moment, and thought he could lead his army to promotion after reaching the realm of false fairy The top ten, and thus the situation, let us go.

But the next breath ... I just stabbed at Long Nanzi, and for some reason set off a storm that horrified him beyond description, and did not give himself the slightest reaction time.

"There must be something wrong ..." This is Ling Tao's last consciousness. As this consciousness emerged in his mind, he spewed a large mouthful of blood and fell down directly. The death is unknown.

In fact, he only shot, and he wanted to kill Wang Baole with a strong heart, and in order not to fall into the tongue of other people, he prepared a one-shot kill. After all, the accidental killing can barely make sense, so one shot is to go all out, which also makes Under the 17% counter-earthquake, Wang Bao's punishment for immortal shields exceeded the scope of this Lingtao master, making him unable to resist here.

At this moment, while he is unpredictable in life and death, he is concerned about the powerful generations of the first few legions of the war, and the ancestors of the Celestial Master Xingzong, all of whom look transient and invisible. At this moment, Wang Baole gathered from all directions, especially paying attention to his Xingxian mask!

For these powers, I did n’t pay attention to it before. At this moment, with such attention, these strong men in different places look weird. Obviously, after staring carefully, they can see that the level of the punishment mask has reached Seven layers, and the previous changes are so great that it is obviously an unknown method.

These are not the places that make them look weird, but really make them react like this ... This is clearly a metamorphosis, an unprecedented punishment of the immortal shield, which has been intentionally hidden to the third floor.

"It's overcast !!"

"Here ... it's better not to provoke too much!"

"This is a dead man!"

When these big men's minds rolled, Wang Baole also felt faintly from the invisible eyes gathered from outside the sky, the pressure at the bottom of his heart was not small, and he was aware of the problem. At the same time, he was helpless, and he was a little hesitant and looked at the spirit of life and death. Lord Tao, he glanced at the unsightly Xingxian mask in front of himself, and finally coughed, and innocently swept towards the stunned crowd, and took a few steps towards them.

"You've all seen it. This is not to blame me. I'm pondering things here. This man somehow came to touch my torture mask ... This is a touch of porcelain!"

As soon as Wang Baole's words came out, especially the approaching movement, it seemed like a boulder fell fiercely on the water surface, setting off a huge ripple, so that everyone around him instinctively looked at Wang Baole, his eyes seemed to see a ghost, his body was more It's an instant retreat ...

"do not come!!"

"Stop, Longnanzi Daoyou don't be impulsive !!!" During this retreat, whether it is the female nuns of the Bingfeng Army, or the seventh and eleventh army monks in mid-air, all hurriedly spoke, looking at Wang Baole in horror. Outside of the body, the Xingxian mask slowly walking around at this moment.

After all, the former is the cultivation of the same army. Although the retrogression is due to panic, it is not incomprehensible, and the two major legions of the latter can't even raise the idea of ​​revenge at this moment. The speed of the retrogression is quite amazing ...

It seems that in their eyes, Wang Baole is like a nightmare, especially the magic weapon that surrounds the other side of the body. It seems that it is not a tortured fairy hood at all, but a terrible killer. Whoever touches who dies!

Not only them, but even the Shuiyun Taoist, the seventh army commander in the air, and the immortal false immortal, now also have a look of a ghost, regressing faster, and after being shocked, his heart rises. There was a strong sense of the rest of the life and happiness.

"Damn, this is the Tormentor? This Nima is definitely not !!!"

In fact, if he hadn't slowed down a bit and was grabbed by Ling Tao's superiors, fearing that the death and death at this moment are unknown and miserable, it would not be Ling Tao, but himself.

It's just ... Although he went backwards, it was the highest repaired place after all, so he was noticed by Wang Baole, so he raised his hand to say hello.

"This friend, did you just see it, and prove it to me, this person is touching the porcelain!" Wang Baole blinked, with some guilty conscience, and he saw that the guy who had been shaken by himself was very likely at this moment. I'm dead.

The Shuiyun Taoist who retreated in mid-air, after hearing Wang Baole's words, his thoughts were about to explode. He seemed to be afraid of being entangled by Wang Baole, and turned his head to accelerate. His Majesty and the monks of the Eleventh Army also quickly regressed one by one, hesitated in an instant ...

This made Wang Baole helpless. He looked at the nuns around him with a gentle smile on his face. When he was about to speak, all the nuns went back in awe.

"Why, I'm not a cannibalistic beast ..." Wang Baole patted his forehead and sighed.

At the same time, everything that happened here was also seen by the goblin-faced nun who commanded the overall battle in the distance. Her body was also stiffened, her eyes were bewildered, and the departure of a large number of monks also made everyone outside the battlefield see. One by one, they were all surprised to pay attention to the internal formation of the Bingfeng Army formation. They did not see the process of the talents, but they saw the lingering Master Lingtao who was motionless and miserable.

"What happened"

"Isn't Lingtao just coming in, why ..."

"Shuiyun Corps, what's going on inside!"

Faced with the enquiries from fellow colleagues around him, Shuiyun Taoist looked ugly, and immediately answered.

"Whoever wants to fight who fights, Lao Tzu will not play anymore. There is such a monster hidden in this Bingfeng Army, who can fight ..." After roaring, the Shuiyun Taoist did not return, and took his own legion monk, hurried away go with.

His departure, and the unknown life and death of Master Ling Tao, made the coalition's momentum and strength suddenly too weak, and the Chilong Taoist now had no time to fight Ling Ling Fairy. The opportunity to fight back will soon be found by the Bingfeng Army!

The nun with the goose-faced face arranged for someone to detain the Lingtao master for the first time. This person's luck was pretty good, but she wasn't dead ... Then she flew in personally, and took a deep breath when she was in front of Wang Baole. worship.

"In this battle, Long Nanzi Daoyou first made a contribution! Please also invite Long Nanzi Daoyou to continue to help, to help our army!" The goose egg face female face revealed her sincerity, and said a deep worship to Wang Baole.

Wang Baole looked at the woman in front of him, wondering how to decline. He now had a good idea in his mind and wanted to continue his research, but soon, the goose-faced woman whispered again.

"Counting rewards after the war must satisfy Daoyou!"

After hearing this sentence, Wang Baole blinked, thinking that he was quite happy in the Bingfeng Army, especially the Ling You fairy, although he had a normal attitude towards himself, but it was still in the normal range, so he looked up and swept the array. The battlefield outside France nodded.

"I'm a member of the Bingfeng Army, and I should contribute to the Army, so I should!" He said, his body flew directly, and he stepped out of the formation!

One step down, Wang Baole's figure disappeared, and he was already in the air outside of the formation when he appeared. As soon as he appeared, there were seven or eight monks who did not open his eyes. But as soon as he approached, he screamed and rolled down in the roar. Under the blur of flesh and blood, Wang Baole sighed, pondering that this torture mask is probably unable to keep it, and he must be taken away by the big man in charge of Tianzong.

"However, in the scheme I deduced, it was intended to push the superposition method to abandon and restructure, so even if it was to be left ... I just took away my old version, but how to say I am also a member of Zhang Tianzong If you want to take it away, you ca n’t rob it. Then ... use this opportunity to show the value of this punishment mask in order to raise the price! "