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 list, the two scorpions are running, and the 72 sorcerers are cold, looking down.

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

Yin Yu rate of 800,000 jīng sharp army attacked the Jiuchi Palace, of which there are 30,000 people with the army's spiritual master.

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.

Part of the entry was made by the sacred king of the Zong Shou exhibition, 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.

From the beginning of the beginning, there have been half-rì, 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 the half-rì.

After the gradual prosperity of the spirit, the 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 **** lines on the knife, and his eyes were excited and cruel.

Only the guardian array is completely broken. The outer 100,000 iron rides can be rushed in, killing all the creatures, enjoying the pleasure of killing, may be too excited, behind the tiger Zhongyuan, even emerges a pure The black tiger of the black sè, the eyes are equally fierce.

"It's disgusting!"

The first snow held the **** knife and opened his head. I thought that the uncle was a discouraged disciple before, but it was not like this, so I didn’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 -"

This guy's knife, these few rì did not know how much into the blood, at this time I do not know how many ‘bacterial viruses’ found in later generations.

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 that. 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 sè in the distance suddenly flashed for a while. Zong Shou’s pupil was suddenly violent.

However, he has not waited for his instructions, the two above-mentioned source of the sea, the magic sword array, has 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.

"All in, no flaws!"

"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 it, let me go -"

Some black sès 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 sorcerer's 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 sè Guanghua, also rushing away.

The silver ant of the sacred fire is born with suffocation. However, in the recent period, there has never been a killing. If you want to make these squats not rebellious, you can't suppress it 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 strength 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 anger the saints, regardless of the consequences.

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

Seeing the worries of Mingyu, Zongshou’s heart was slightly warm, and the face was softer.

The heart is a sigh, it is no wonder that the choice of the teacher's choice in the year, will be the latest entry of Wei Xu, not the older brothers.

"Worker brother is worried! But Master Ming Yu, now the righteousness of my Majesty is in my hands! Not Confucianism -"

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

"The magic of the Taoist practice, often into the blood sacrifice, the disciples under the door are often xìng temperament, like to enter the generation. The **** case is everywhere, the squatting of the squat, the hardships for a long time, but because of the cloud battle Up, nothing can be done."

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

Confucianism and Taoism, dare to join hands with the magic door, is because of the Confucian pen, chūn autumn, palmarism and paradox.

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

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

But nowadays, the one who is in charge of the righteousness is the patriarch of the worldly sage!

"Lonely smashing sorcerer! It is for the sake of the sacred, in addition to this cancer."

Zong Shou is looking cold and cold: "If they dare to take the liberty of the shackles, they will not be able to ask 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, which was the idea of ​​the situation. 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?

"Right! Sooner or later there will be a rì, 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, 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 rì, under the blessing of God, you can be born in the new world.

Zong Shou glanced at it, and a sword light flashed out, and the sword was smothered, and the **** red sword was on the statue.