Chaotic Sword God

"Thank you for the help of Lin's predecessors." Another ancestor of the Tianyue Dynasty came to Lin Fei and said with gratitude.

He knew that if Xu was not trapped, he must be the next target of killing.

Because he clearly felt the cold murder that made him chilly.

Now Lin Fei will be trapped, which is equivalent to saving his life.

After the thank you, the only ancestors left in the Tianyue Dynasty were filled with murderous moments, and they sang lowly: "The Heavenly Moon Emperor’s generals listened to the orders and blood washed Dong'an County!"

"The earthly sects listen to orders, blood wash Dong'an County, Dong'an County up and down, chicken dogs do not stay..."

"Yes! Blood wash Dong'an County, revenge for the ancestors..."

"Destroy the Tianyuan family and avenge the ancestors..."

After the ancestors of the dynasty, the elders of the king of the earth, who were highly respected, were followed by the order.

Suddenly, Dongan County over the sky, the destruction of Dong'an County, the sound of the Tianyuan family was heard everywhere.

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At the same time, in the emptiness of Yunzhou, which is already far away from Yunzhou, the people on the rain press the Gongzhizhi on the rainy road. A layer of light blue rainwater is forming a water polo to keep Gongsun Zhi there.

This water polo seems to have the power of corrosion and is eroding the guardian light of Gong Sunzhi little by little.

Protecting the guardian light of Gong Sunzhi, under the erosion of this rainy road, its thickness is already one-third weaker than when it is intact.

The guardian light of Gong Sunzhi was being bitten by the rain.

Not far away, the mountain spirit of Wushen Mountain floats quietly there, Jian Chen, Qing Shan, Bai Rufeng, Su Qi, Yun Zi Ting, Chu Jian, Yue Chao and others stand on the mountain soul and stare at the rain. The confrontation between man and Gong Sunzhi is inextricably linked.

All the previous battles were seen in the eyes, including the actions of the people on the rain to block the reign of Emperor Huang, Xu Zhiping and Sha Yun. This shows that the appearance of the rain is to save them.

In their impression, except for Jian Chen, it seems that no one has ever had any contact with the rain.

In the middle of the seven of them, the body of the burial has been reconnected. At this moment, he is sitting with his eyes closed and sitting on his knees. Some powder of medicinal herbs is sprinkled on his body. These medicinal powders are being integrated into him at a speed visible to the naked eye. In the flesh, the wound on his flesh is recovering quickly and he will soon return to his original condition.

Of course, this is only the surface. In his body, the injury is still very serious. Even if there is a good grade of healing medicine, it will not recover in a short time.

Just as the last wound on the burial body disappeared, his closed eyes finally opened, his eyes were a bit stunned, and there was a shame that was hard to hide.

He stood up, his eyes staring deeply at the direction of the rain and the public Sun Zhi, Shen Sheng said: "The guardian holy sword of the Temple of Light is too strong, and our martial arts have been passed down in the sanctuary for so many years, now And finally met the nemesis."

"Master, you don't have to be discouraged. The Temple of Light has a guardian holy sword. We have a martial art, and there is also Wushen Mountain." The four-sister brother Yunziting said that Wushen Mountain is the greatest reliance of Wushen. .

"Now we have eight ancestors in the martial arts, only the last one has reached nine. According to the records in the classics, once we have nine rumors, we will usher in an unprecedented, It is enough to fill the glory of the annals of history, let alone the guardian holy sword of the Temple of Light, even if they are born with a strong and strong, we can also compete." Five sister Su Qi opened.

The soul burial nodded, and it was very much in agreement with Su Qi’s words, but he also understood that the number of martial artists who passed the martial arts reached eight people. It has been very rare in history. As for the nine, it is inherited in Wushen. It has only happened once in this long period of time.

"Xu Zhiping and Huangfu from the wasteland have been seriously injured by the rain, and the combat power has been reduced. We must stop them with a bang." Qingshan opened, his eyes looked cold and floated in the void. Among them, Xu Zhiping, who has not dared to participate in the battle between the rain, is full of murder.

"The power of our gods has been lost by half, and the combat effectiveness has also been affected. Xu Zhiping and Huangfu have joined forces. In our current state, at most, they can only be level with them and kill them. It is very difficult." Full of helplessness.

However, the thoughts of Jian Chen are no longer completely relegated to Xu Zhiping and Huang Fu. One looks at the surrounding clouds and clouds, and said with dignity: "We have to find a way to go out, without our assistance, the situation in Yunzhou is afraid. Extremely dangerous."

In the heart of Jian Chen, what Xu Zhiping, Huang Fugui, and Gong Sunzhi are secondary, what really worried him was the Tianyuan family.

"Yunzhou really can't live without us. Otherwise, with the current strength of the Justice League, it is impossible to play the four-image alliance." The soul buried, he looked around and looked at the clouds and slowly said: "Prepare Manipulating the mountain spirit, I may have a way to go out."

"What? Master, do you have a way to go out?"

When the soul was buried, the other seven people who made the soul of the martial arts were surprised.

This is a powerful cloud, but they can see clearly. Even Xu Zhiping and Huangfu’s ones can only be trapped here. It’s not as good as their realm. This is naturally amazement to them.

"Don't be sure, I can only give it a try. OK, don't talk nonsense, now the situation is urgent, we immediately pass." The soul buried a serious face, immediately joined forces with the people to control the mountain soul and began to move.

When the mountain spirit moves rapidly toward the edge of the cloud and rain, Qingshan’s gaze can’t help but look at the rain. Some of the hearts are screaming and whispering: “The rain man who arranged this method can still be here. Without her permission, would she let us leave without such a quiet voice?"

Jian Chen did not speak, and his eyes also looked at the raining people who were struggling with the sword of the gods, and the eyes shone.

"Xu brother, you see the martial arts, what are they doing?" Huangfu returned to the sound of the Wushen, and asked inexplicably.

Xu Zhiping’s gaze also looked at the past and looked suspicious: “They are approaching the edge of the battle. Are they trying to get out of here? Impossible, this is a very famous big rain. The array, the power of the power, the earth-shattering, the unique means of their martial arts, and it is impossible to pass through such a high-level array, unless it is the rain people let them leave."

Huangfu’s eyes flashed in the eye, and Xu Zhiping looked at his eyes. He said: “Would we like to keep up?”

"boom!"

However, at this moment, a deafening roar suddenly came, and the entire turbulent cloud swayed violently, and the array was unstable.

Both Huangfu and Xu Zhiping were shocked. They looked at the violent swaying array of glare.

"This is someone who is attacking the clouds and raining outside, and can actually incite this battle. The cultivation of this person is absolutely above you and me..."

"Six heavens, this is at least the ability of the six heavens to strengthen..."

Xu Zhiping and Huangfu returned to their hearts.

The rain man who is dealing with the sword of the **** of the gods, the eyes are flashing a cold cold mang, cold voice: "attack this big array, blue sky, you are to be hostile to this seat?" The voice of the Master is not big, but it spreads throughout the space.

"Ha ha ha ha, rain on the people, the old man does not want to be an enemy of you, just heard that there is a thing in the hands of the master, named the water cloud **** iron, this thing, is the old man's shortage of things, so special to ask, As long as the master surrendered this thing, the old man immediately left." Over the clouds and rain, there was an old voice.