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Yu Shengfeng also sensed extraordinary power and squatted.

Those fierce souls who besieged him all stopped, and looked at them in horror, seemingly to kneel down.

"Six magic soldiers..."

Yu Shengfeng breathed a sigh of relief, staring blankly at the sky, the real magic phase three heads and six arms, holding the device and turning, reappearing the majesty of the Lord.

Both he and Li Yunqi have captured the magic yuan of the demon Lord. The induction of the six magic soldiers is more intense. The blood in the body is rushing to absorb, and the magic around them is continuously sucked into the body at an unexpected speed. Restored the injured body.

Li Yunqi’s hands were changed and he shouted. The real magic immediately stopped, and five of the weapons slowly disappeared. Only one black chain was left in his hand, black and bloody.

Li Yun’s inexplicable flash of a stunt in his mind seems to have emerged as a mirror, and the black iron ropes are locked.

Qi Shengfeng was also a tremor in his heart. He and Li Yunqi both felt at the same time. The two looked at each other and suddenly understood.

The appearance of the six magic soldiers evokes the memory of the magical elements in their bodies.

"Snapped!"

Li Yunqi's hands were smashed, and his body was immediately covered with magic lines. He was still filled with countless marks and his body was swayed.

In the hands of the real magic, the black iron ropes "squeak", as the nebula rotates.

In the world of Zhou Tian, ​​all the magical powers were sensed, and the madness poured into the iron ropes. All the murderous souls mourned and cried.

I saw that their bodies were constantly torn apart and flew out of countless konjac. Lu Congzi changed his face even more. He felt that his body's magical powers were almost ready to be absorbed by the ropes.

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Not only is the 12th Heavenly Gods squadron, but also the nebula is revolving in the outer circle. Not far from the wall of the demon world, there are more magic elements that come out like a dragon and burst into the battle.

The faces on those walls are also full of fear, and it is horrible to make a low mourning.

The mooring rain at the entrance of the passage looked terrified and unclear.

Li Yunxuan’s face was a bit of a blue, and the power of the six magic soldiers was extraordinary. It completely exceeded his expectations and understanding, and the magic in the square space was almost absorbed.

Perhaps it is the presence of the demon world, or perhaps the absorption of enough magic elements, the black iron wire on the cheerful screams, there seems to be a low smile in the vague.

Li Yunqi knows that he has reached the limit. Although the iron rope is still absorbing strength, if it continues, it will completely lose control. It is feared that this trick will not be guaranteed.

He immediately decisively smashed, and took away the power of the iron rope, and the one that emerged in his mind was suddenly displayed.

"A Shu Fan, three thousand worlds!"

The nebula chain moved up, and only the sound of "哗啦啦" was heard all over the sky. As the chain surged, there were countless wind and thunder sounds, like the Thunderstorm, which was to be destroyed.

The entire array of methods has become dim, and the dark clouds formed by the Tianzhu flag are scattered in the chain, and the monumental monument seems to be inductive, and also emits a strong light to counter the magic.

The whole monument is like the only lighthouse, standing in the sky and not moving, letting the magic yuan roll, still long-lasting.

But outside the boundary of the gods, all the power has become extremely small, all annihilated in the magic.

The speed of the wire rope is getting faster and faster, and then the arrow is moving through the air like an arrow. The place where it passes is turned into nothingness. The big konjac and the murderous soul are crushed under the force of the wire, and the heavens and the earth fall into crack.

The twelve monks also stood there quietly, and there was no anger before, and the array of lights was also dispersed. The only gods and gods are turned into glimmers, like a layer of mist covering the body, resisting the pressure.

Several people, such as the grazing flute, have already gathered together to display their defensive stunts, condense into enchantments, and take care of each other.

The farthest distance from the true magic is the berthing, not only the Achu Brahman, the power of the Three Thousand Worlds makes him surging, but also the power that emerges from the wall of the Devil, like the river roaring, constantly rushing into In the ropes.

There are countless konjac that accompanied the magical spirits, and even the murderous souls were drawn.

Bo Yuqing was almost scared, and suddenly returned to God. When he made a decision, he flew back and fled, so as not to be affected.

At the moment, in the three thousand worlds, everyone is suffering.

Even Li Yunxiao felt that all the forces in the body had been evacuated and gradually lost control of the true magical phase. As the vortex grew larger, he would be swallowed up.

The loud noise of the whistling flute continued to come, "Stop, stop!"

He didn't want to stop, but his strength weakened, and the power of true magical power was still increasing. As if he was constantly adding in, he completely lost control.

Suddenly, the monumental gods seemed to be bright, and the entire crack space was reversed with the flashing of the light. The power of the three thousand worlds of the Afghan Brahma seems to be blocked.

The power on the wall of the demon world is cut off by a knife and instantly returns to normal.

At the same time, the constant violent rushing out of the boundary of the monument, finally falling from the sky, crushing everything, as if a sword into the heart of the chain nebula!

"Booming!"

The thunder of the wind became more violent, and the Achu Fanshu seemed to be shocked, constantly swaying up and down, countless runes swaying out and annihilating the sky.

Everyone is vomiting blood under this turbulence, and Li Yunxiao is not outside. The body's magic has long been exhausted, leaving only the glass of the gods and the golden body, which has been torn apart and countless. Blood man.

Fortunately, after the definitive monument was in effect, the power of the Afghan Brahman began to decrease, and the storm gradually subsided.

The true magical phase slowly fades in the air, disappearing along with the Afanfan Brake.

Lu Congzi stood in the air from beginning to end, and did not move, and his eyes completely lost his brilliance. But the strange taiji fish mask still has the radiant heart.

Li Yun’s hole shrank, and he looked at him with a look. In the absence of any precautions, he suddenly saw each other’s state.

The message revealed in the eyes of Lu Congzi must have been hurt not only. After being looked at by Li Yunzhen, he suddenly turned his eyes and became very fierce. The unconcealed light was completely gone.

"go!"

Li Yunxiao shouted, and the little nerves accumulated in the body were like nectar flowing through the meridians and washing the whole body.

With this last force, the volley of the volley, the world of the monument, the rate of the peak, and the six Dingzhijia counted up.

Hearing the flute and other people is also awakening in an instant. Although everyone is seriously injured, they have lost the power of fighting again. This place is the base of the gods, Lu Congzi’s base camp, leaving a dead end.

Everyone was drinking at Li Yunhao and heading for the direction of the passage.

Among them, Binchen was hit by an injury and was kneeling on the bullfighting bullfighting.

Lu Congzi burst into anger in his eyes, but just now in the three thousand worlds, he was also hit and wounded. Under the anger, a blood spurted out and ran down the sides of the mask.

And the mask forced him to increase his strength. Obviously there were no side effects, so he screamed, throwing his eyes and holding his head in both hands.

The mask disappeared, and this was restored. I was angry and watched Li Yunqi and others leave.

In today's World War I gave him a lot of shock and jealousy. If they let them run, they will become a disaster, and it will be hard to kill!

"Block them, stop them!"

Lu Congzi screamed and stared at the passage, and the park was standing still.

Yan Shengfeng and Li Yunqi and others are all face-changing.

Po Yuqing can be unscathed, the extraordinary strength of the peak of the strong, slowly pulled out the sword, stopped at the passage.

Yu Shengfeng Shen Sheng: "Yu Qing!"

The two men and the teacher looked at each other and seemed to have passed a hundred years.

The past is tumbling in the brains of each other, and the scenes float from the front.

"Hey!"

The sword shadow flashed, pointing to the wind and throat, and the hand of the park was slightly trembled and stopped in the air.

Yu Shengfeng looked at the sword and said: "You really walked out of your own path. You can't feel any fluctuations in your sword at this moment. The emotions have not affected your heart. At this moment, you are as cold as a neon."

Bo Yuqing finally couldn't resist the emotions, and trembled: "If this life re-selects, will you still go this step?"

Yu Shengfeng sighed: "The teacher has already got it wrong, naturally it will not."

"Hey!"

The sword crossed the throat of Yu Shengfeng and brought a little blood, but it only pierced the skin. "Let's go!"

Bo Yu Qing face color iron blue, the roots of the blue gluten roots are tight, obviously the inner struggle is extremely strong.

"No!"

Lu Congzi roared: "Kill them, kill them!"

Under the anger of the heart, he again vomited a few bloodstains ~www.readwn.com~ Po Yuqing did not move, said: "You can't order me, I will only go my own way."

In the eyes of Yu Shengfeng, he flashed a complicated look and said: "Thank you, from now on, take care of yourself."

Li Yunqi and other squid rushed in and flew into the passage.

Yu Shengfeng took a shot of the shoulder of the rain, and also entered the passage.

Suddenly the sound of a sword was swept, and then the blood was splashed. Li Yunqi and others were all trembled and turned around.

I saw that the chest of Yu Shengfeng was pierced by the sword from behind, and the blood ran down the sword and fell from the tip of the sword.

Yu Shengfeng suddenly stunned, looked down at the sword, and tried to go back and said: "What... What?"

The big sweat on the face of Bo Yuqing rolled down, and the eyes burst into the stern, cold channel: "Because this life... can never be re-selected!"

The dead silence in the whole crack, even Lu Congzi also stunned, and then could not help but laugh.

"Ha ha ha!"

Only his ridiculous laughter in the passage seems to be fluent, seemingly ridiculous, and seemingly helpless.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Qi Shengfeng also suddenly laughed at the sky, and his right hand suddenly grabbed it. The ancient dust sword came out of the air and was held in his hand.

The sword is as simple as a dust, and it has gone through infinite years.

"You are my disciple, this ancient dust is a heritage, I will pass it to you today." (To be continued. "This text is provided by the breaking update group @ch8296929 (典典汉纸)")