Chaotic Sword God

The world around the world has already been crowded with people. Many princes and volleys are suspended in high heaven and watched silently. After some powerful gods and gods have seen the powerful strength of Mingdong, they are very shocked and look at Mingdong. In the eyes of the eyes, the colors of fear emerged.

As for those generations of gods, they are expressionless, indifferent, calmly watching this scene, and no one continues to come forward to stop the battle between the two, even if the battle between them makes the volcanic eruption around them fierce. It’s all about having a bad attitude.

The retreat of the previous 20 masters of the gods gave them a wake-up call to let them truly realize the background of Mingdong, fearing that it was very difficult to provoke. Therefore, they naturally will not provoke a strong enemy because of this point for them, it is simply a trivial matter.

Unless they are related to their own core interests, they will let them stand up without recklessness.

At this time, Ming Dong’s embarrassment to Junkong was already awkward. He stopped adding the fists of Junkong and re-raised the sword of the best sacred level. He smashed his body and succumbed to the eyebrows of Junkong. Sting up the past.

Junkong has already lost his fighting ability, and even the repairs in his body have been sealed by Mingdong with a secret law. In the face of the sword of Mingdong, he has no ability to escape.

Although there are many gods around, and there are many generations of gods from Tianhuo, no one has helped him.

Because these people have already understood the acting methods and temperament of Mingdong, knowing that this time is in the early days, let alone unable to save the general air, and they have to be continually involved, the final result will only be irritating.

"stop!"

However, at this moment, a squeaky voice suddenly came, and the voice was soft, just like a lark.

The spread of this voice made many of the gods around him a glimpse. Mingdong’s strong killing of Junkong, anyone can see at a glance, no one can stop it. Once you dare to make it, there will be no good end.

However, there are still people who are not afraid of angering the anger of Mingdong. At this time, the strong gods of this season have looked at each other and looked at the direction of the voice with amazement.

I saw the veiled Shangguan dynasty on the face, and the more than ten gods with the sacred voice of the sect of the sacred sacred from the distance, flew straight toward the direction of Mingdong.

The sword that Ming Dong stabbed to Jun’s eyebrows came to an abrupt end. He turned his head and looked at the Shangguan curtain, which was approaching quickly. Naturally, he recognized the identity of the latter at a glance.

From the beginning of the Tianyuan mainland to the moment, Shangguan is the first old man that Mingdong saw. Originally, the meeting between the two was a very worthy congratulation, but the fall of Jian Chen made Mingdong not happy anyway. Only a hatred of hatred and revenge was overwhelmed in the heart. Filled his entire chest.

"Da, do you want to save him? Or do you want to kill him by hand?" Ming Dong pointed his finger at the eyebrows of Junkong, killing the intentions without losing points, and turned to the Shangguan curtain.

There was no excitement, no joy at all, and there was no slight fluctuation in mood. The tone was very cold.

In fact, Ming Dong also saw that the Shangguan dynasty’s current cultivation has already reached the king’s realm. For the Shangguan dynasty to reach such a realm in such a short period of time, Mingdong also feels very confused and at the same time There are also many questions, but the fall of his life and death, so that he is sorrowful, almost annihilated his reason, let his heart, only revenge! revenge! revenge!

Shangguan Screen's pair of phoenix eyes stared at Mingdong tightly, and his eyes were full of surprise and unbelievable look.

She knows that Jian Chen has been thinking about the sudden disappearance of the Ming dynasty in the ninth floor of the True Tower. After coming to the Holy Land, I have thought about the idea of ​​looking for Ming Dong more than once. Unexpectedly, the Ming Dynasty, which has long disappeared in the Tianyuan Continental, suddenly appeared in the Bohai Jingu Shrine, and it was still so strong.

"Ming Dong, can you find you, you know, in the years that you have been missing, Jian Chen has been thinking about you all the time, even when he first came to the sacred world, when he was not really strong, I just want to embark on the long road to find you." The slap in the curtain said softly, did not mention the matter of Junkong.

Mingdong's eyes were full of sorrow, he closed his eyes in pain, and two drops of tears rolled out uncontrollably. In his mind, why not always miss the sword dust that once lived on the Tianyuan continent, and lived with him and fought together, but when he set foot on the journey of finding Jian Chen, he only got the death of Jian Chen.

Ming Dong took a deep breath. When he opened his eyes again, his gaze was already a ruthless indifference. Once again, he said: "Da, you just stopped me from killing this person, want to save him? Still have to commit suicide. he?"

Shangguan’s gaze finally fell on Junkong’s body. Looking at the empty sky like a dead dog, her look did not change at all. She said: “Jun Kong is my brother, and his master is kind to me. Mingdong Let him go."

"Let him go?" Ming Dong’s gaze suddenly became fierce, and he said with excitement: "You know that this person has already killed my brother. You still have to let me let him go? You are so Is it worthy of my brother? Is it worthy of my brother's spirit in the sky?" At this moment, the singer, like a crazy lion, the words of Shangguan, made him very disappointed, extremely angry.

"If I insist on killing him, do you want to stop me?" Mingdong screamed loudly and was very excited.

“Hui!” Shangguan’s voice said calmly: “Junkong’s master is one of the four ancestors of the Taoist sect. He once had a favor for me. I saved him this time. It’s the face of his master. On the other hand, there is no slight relationship with Junkong himself. Since then, even if Jun Kong once again encountered a crisis, it has little to do with me."

After listening to the explanation of Shangguan Muer, Ming Dong took a few deep breaths and calmed down calmly. He said, "Well, since this is the case, then I will give you a face and let him not die."

Ming Dong put away the long sword in his hand, looking at the handsome air in front of him, and kicking out Jun Jun directly with a kick, bursting out: "Roll!"

Jun Kong’s muddy body was caught by the more than ten gods of the sacred Taoist priests, and all kinds of healing drugs were poured into the mouth of Junkong without cost.

And Mingdong, but not too much with the Shangguan screen, but turned to the palace, Baiyi and Goshawk three people go, although the body is strong, but the back is bleak, with a bit of silence and loneliness .

"Empty brother, you shouldn't do it. You shouldn't kill the sword. You know that Jian Chen is my husband. Since you are going to be an enemy with him, it is also my enemy." Shangguan curtain turned and no face. The expression stared at Junkong and continued: "This is not the end of this matter. Are you not always looking down on my husband? I believe that you will see him soon, and I will not help you again." ”