Divine Brilliance

In southern Xinjiang, within the Valley of the Magic, countless auras flashed and thunder shook. This place, located in the sixteenth of the 19th Lingfu, has almost been drowned by the Dafa, which has been bombarded in all directions.

The guardian array in the valley is already in full force.

However, it is still unable to protect this valley intact, and the surrounding mountains are falling apart.

At this time, at the top of the scene, the two Scorpio Taishang Magic Swords are running, and the 72 source sea sorcerers are cold-eyed and look down.

On the ground, there are tens of thousands of spiritual masters.

Yin Yu rate of 800,000 elite army surprises Jiuchi Palace, of which there are 30,000 people with the spirit of the army.

In addition to the Taoist soldiers who belonged to the Taoist Demon, the rest of the spirits were captured.

At this moment, they are either willing or reluctant, and they are fully urging the spiritual law to bombard the valley in the distance.

Do not hesitate to consume the Lingshi Lingdan, madly gather spiritual power, and then vent it.

Some of them were served by Zong Shouzhan’s sacred king’s meteorological service and the active source of the sect. The other part is that the knife is placed around the neck, and it doesn't matter. At this time, I dare not let it go.

Plus the master of Dagan itself, it is a whole forty thousand!

More than 40,000 spirits joined forces, and the vast psionic power gathered has already drowned this valley!

Even if it is a holy place, it can't be resisted.

It has been half a day since the beginning of the game, and the Lingfu guardian of the law, has finally been unable to sustain, there have been some cracks.

Zong Shou stood in the foothills, remembering the Shangxuan Xuan Lingzong of that year, and the third Lingfu’s guardian mountain array is undoubtedly stronger than the magic spirit.

However, he was forced to crack only under the pressure of three thousand blood clouds.

At this time, this demon spirit, after the bombardment of the 40,000 spirits, can still support for half a day.

As the spirit of the tide has prospered, these large arrays have also increased.

"It seems that it can't hold it!"

The tiger’s original smile, the tiger’s knife was in his hand, and then the tongue was licking the dark brown blood on the knife, his eyes excited and cruel.

Only the guardian array is completely broken, and the outer 100,000 iron rides can be rushed in, killing all the creatures and enjoying the pleasure of killing.

It may be too exciting. Behind Hu Zhongyuan's body, there is even a pure black iron tiger, and his eyes are equally fierce.

"It's disgusting!"

The first snow held the **** knife and opened his head. I thought that although this uncle was an annoying disciple, it was not like today. People just don’t know what to say.

Zong Shou is also speechless. What is the habit of learning from the Central Plains? With a tongue scythe, is it cool?

"It's dirty, you are careful to get sick -"

On this guy's knife, I don't know how many people have blood in these days. At this time, I don't know how many 'bacterial viruses' discovered by later generations are on it.

But as a monk, you are not afraid.

Tiger Zhongyuan was slightly stunned, and he used his sleeves to wipe the saliva on the knife. He looked at the valley in a serious way.

The code is sneer, look at the sky. Those few ideas of the situation still swayed on him.

But what about this? I can only look at it, watching him destroy the magic spirit!

The blood red light film in the distance suddenly flashed for a while. Zong Shou’s pupil was suddenly violent.

However, he has not waited for his instructions, and the above two sources of the sea, the Scorpio, have already started. Two sturdy swords slammed down, and immediately smashed the guardian spirit array, tearing open a huge gap.

The tens of thousands of swords burst into it, sweeping instantaneously, and smashing a huge sword mark in the valley.

And the foundation of the guardian spirit matrix began to collapse.

The four thousand spirits also followed suit. Countless spiritual methods, one bombardment, the last remnants, all sweeping!

"You can go, after two quarters of an hour, kill it again!"

Zong Shou floats in the void, his tone is cold and indifferent, and there is no feeling.

"Everyone, nothing!"

"Leader!"

The tiger Zhongyuan haha ​​laughed, and first ran before the ride.

Waiting quietly, and the tens of thousands of spirits are still in constant bombardment.

In the depths of the valley, there were also horrible mournings from time to time.

"Zong Shou, this magic fights with you!"

"Abominable and disgusting 1"

"I don't want to die! I didn't kill anyone, let me go -"

Some black dawns flew up and tried to rush out of the valley. But often just appeared, it was tens of millions of spiritual methods, and it became a broken powder.

And even if there is a rain in the net, the two Scorpio Magic Swords in the air can kill only one sword.

Even underground, it was blocked by a large area of ​​fossils. The law of all the mantles has almost completely failed.

Just in the third moment, all the spiritual laws were all together and stopped.

Then the 100,000 iron rides are like iron flow. In the roar, rushing to the valley. And the forefront of the riding array is the 20,000-year-old sacred dragon of Cangsheng Road!

Zong Shou has another sleeve, a group of gold and silver brilliance, also rushing away.

The sacred silver ant is born in the sky, but in the recent period, there has never been a killing.

If you want to make these heavens and earths not rebellious, you should not suppress their nature too much. At this moment, it is time for these silver ants to enjoy.

The first snow also held a **** knife, a flash, and went to the mouth of the valley.

This is for the Central Plains of the Tigers, to guard against this demon spirit, and to fight against the sacred strong.

The code is outside, so I look at it. Those few ideas of the situation are even more fierce.

Even pressing his bones is constantly squeaking.

Zong Shouquan did not care, but instead borrowed his strength and refined his body.

These people are hateful. Should you crush his ancestor to the broken bones?

Just want to be so good! Obviously hate the bone marrow, but it is helpless.

"Teacher, I know that you are not afraid, but you have to be a little better -"

There was a sigh in the back. A white robe youth was in the air, and walked on foot: "You are so provocative, let the few saints, what is the face?"

"Ming Yu brother!"

Zong Shou turned back and then smiled without temperature: "Is it Xiu Guan Shi Bo, or Wei Xu brother let you bring this sentence?"

"No!"

Ming Yu’s heart slammed and shook his head: “Shi Bo said that you can do it, and Wei Xu’s younger brother said that it is fine. Just—”

In the battle of the gods, he saw the three gods of Confucianism dissipate and retreat.

Confucianism, this is the Confucianism. Therefore, the instinct consciousness will not be an enemy of the Holy Emperor.

This is also the reason for the two roads, after the 60,000 Zilin flame gun ride, even failed to try to save the defeat.

Zhu Zi’s power alone has been unable to resist the suppression of the Seven Swords.

The advantage of the strongest is swept away. In Zhu Zi, he could not solve the resistance of the Confucian three gods. Before the recovery of the Taishi Mojun injury, the Taoist and the Devils were the three disadvantages.

At this time, Zong Shoufang killed the demon spirits, and the three religions were supreme, but they all swallowed their voices and never intervened.

"It’s just that the younger brother is doing this, too, too."

It’s just over, it’s just that the few people can’t get off the stage, and they are slap in the face of the supreme demon.

He himself is not afraid, but he is worried about the danger. I really want to completely anger those holy people, regardless of the consequences.

Then even with the ability to show off, it may not be able to protect Zong Shou'an.

Seeing the worry of Mingyu, Zongshou’s heart was warm and his face was softer.

In my heart, I sigh, and it is no wonder that the choice of the teacher in the year was the latest entry for Wei Xu, not the older brothers.

"Worker brother is worried! But Master Ming Yu, now the world is righteous, in my hands! Not Confucianism -"

Ming Yu’s eyes provoked, and some did not understand.

"The magical method of practice, often with the blood sacrifice of the people, the disciples under the door are often temperament, like the murder of the generation. The **** cases are everywhere! The people of the world, have been suffering for a long time, but because of the chaos of the cloud, can not help but ""

Having said that, Mingyu has been thoughtful and has some insights.

Confucianism and Taoism, dare to join hands with the magic door, is due to Confucianism, the Spring and Autumn Period, the palm of the world.

As long as the goal can be achieved, some small flaws will not be erased in history. Who knows later? After the final decision, who dares to blame?

Even if someone writes it down, it can be said that it is the two filth of Confucianism and Taoism.

But nowadays, the one who is in charge of the world is the sect of the worldly sage!

"Lonely smashing sorcerer! It is for the world to be born, in addition to this cancer."

Zong Shou is cold and cold and looks at the sky: "If they dare to take the world by themselves, they must seek for it! They must make Confucianism and Taoism, and they will never die!"

In the last sentence, Zong Shou’s right hand burst into a **** fog.

It was the thoughts of the two places, and at the same time, the pressure from Ling was increased to the extreme.

Zong Shou was finally unable to resist, and a blood mark was cracked on his right hand.

Zong Shou is not angry at this moment, but instead laughs loudly and arrogantly.

In addition, what other means can I have?

"The erect! Sooner or later, one day, I will use your body as the candle, and take care of this world!"

The cold voice of the uncle, Li Bie Xue, passed away.

Zong Shou was too lazy to pay attention, and the same warm stream of spirits passed over, causing the wounds in the body to recover instantly.

This is Lin Xuan-shuang's shot, with the source of the spirit of the decision, repairing his body.

At this time, the killing sound in the front of the Magic Valley~www.readwn.com~ has gradually stopped.

Zong Shou, a flash, went to the valley. Just in the middle of the tiger, standing in a **** corpse, looking up at the sky, grinning.

"Jun Shang, has been killed, one does not stay!"

Zong Shou slightly decapitated, his spiritual thoughts have swept through the whole valley, and indeed there are no living beings.

Then another one is flashing. Going to a strange hall that has been completely destroyed by the bombardment of the Spirit.

Everything here is shattered. However, only one of the statues inside is still intact.

"Destroy the gods?"

The teaching of the demon gods is that the world will eventually be destroyed. Only Chongxin will destroy the world, and after the end of the day, under the blessing of God, you can be reborn in the new world.

Zong Shou glanced at it, and a sword light flashed out, and the sword was burned. The blood-red swordsman was on the statue. (To be continued)

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