Douluo, please call me the dean

If it is not today, they don't know that there are so many sealed Douro's non-mountain water in the mainland, and there is an unnamed life in this earth.

"Night, you pay attention, the injury of the old man's hometown is definitely, you need to prevent his raids at any time. If there is an unexpected, make sure our people are safe."

When Wang Jianzheng did not move, Wang Jianzheng gave the night's voice, there was a sudden shot in the martial arts camp.

Wang Jian and dark night will also vote from the shadow. Thousands of snow wears light golden long skirts, which is shaped in the shoulders of the body. It is like a beautiful art. Her eyes are brightly golden warm.

Bright, holy, sacred and obvious!

She seems really an angel, with sacred and bright, there is a wonderful light behind.

"The Dean of Wang, is it true that the things really arrive?"

Thousands of snow, standing, and the sound of the light is incompatient in all people.

Wang Jian looks micro-moving, with the night, in front of the snow, the many title of the Wushu Temple flash is flashing, which is quite a kind of impulse.

The title of the coalition army didn't want to show the weak, and the two sides looked at each other.

Wang Jianyue's long shirt is moving, and it is a dark night.

Two people a black white, especially stronger.

Looking at thousands of snow, Wang Sword said with a smile: "It is not irreparable."

Ok?

The name of the title of the Wushu Temple flashed in his eyes, and the coalition soldiers were a little confused.

"I also ask the Dean to speak."

Wang Jian took a touch of smile and looked at thousands of snow: "For example ... disband the Wushu Temple."

"Hey!"

"Hey, dissolve the Wushu Temple, is a good count!"

Thousands of snow have not spoken, the title of the Soul Temple is can't help it. One by one is angry about Wang Jian, the angry gaze is like hate him.

The expression of thousands of snow did not change, because she also knows that this is never solved.

Seeing thousands of snow, Wang Jianlang is open: "Thousands of snow, everyone is no longer a child, also knowing that there is no room for recovery at all."

"Whether it is the Wushu Temple or us."

"The Wushu Hall has already embarked on a non-reconvantive road, and we are hard to have such a chance."

Thousands of snow sighed, slightly looked at the sky, and the clear eyes were reflected in the clear sky, and the completion of the four glasses: "Unfortunately this beautiful land."

Wang Jian smiled and smiled, the voice is clear: "Compared to the earth, I think people are more pitiful."

"In this earth, there are countless humans, they have experienced life and death, experienced alien and death and various sorrows."

"Although there is no laughter, you can experience more tragedy."

"Centennial, the heavens and the earth will not change, all destruction will restore the original."

"And for humans, the time is a lifetime."

"Humanism is sad, so some people in this world are yearning for bright, bringing people to stability, expelting soul, guarding four squares, cleaning evil ..."

Many the title of the Wushu Temple, the gods of the gods, followed by sigh.

Wang Jian's next words let more people understand.

"This is the Soul Hall ..."

Chapter 589 kills!

"Demon confusion!"

There are many deaths in the Wushu Temple, and the words of Wang Jian have all known to what they are said.

"call out!"

Several green long needles suddenly broke, and the speed was very amazing.

In the case of seeing colorful capture, these green-green long needles are nowhere in the shape. I saw Wang Jian lightly waving, and the soul of the soul scan these green long needles to one side.

boom!

These a few long needles fall to the ground to pass the low roar, and even a few five or six-m-diameter large pit.

"..."

Wang Jian couldn't help but show it, looked up and looked at the yellow-faced title Douro.

"Long needle ... Isn't you unbeaten?"

The title is cold, and the sound: "What is unbeaten, the Laozi is called Ximen Qing!"

Wang Jian faces, the last expression is a certain weird: "Ximenqing? This is more powerful than the East."

He sighed, and the talents in the mainland are really a lot.

The words in Wang Jiankou have no one can understand the fun, see the surroundings or doubts or frowning, he is a little in peace.

Thousands of snow. "

He once again looked at thousands of snow and tone.

"Let a thousand way out, I know that he has already returned, if he did not recover, you didn't have such a big bottom and we confront."

Thousands of snow golden eyes are moving, slowly: "Since you know this, then you will rate the army."

"What is your brand?"

"Is the horrible soul of the world?"

Wang Jian also smiled and did not deny it. "You will know."

Subsequently, he looked at Wu Sheng City.

The city walls of 80 meters are spectacular. It seems like a hillside of the martial arts in the city of Wu Sheng City, the flag of the Wushen Temple, the martial arts, the soul of the soul, the soul of the martial arts.

In the city, countless people walked out of the door and looked up at the sky and looked here, with a resentment, anger and fear.

It is basically the essential of being able to live in Wuhun City, the madness of the Wushu Temple. In other words, this group is that this group is also willing to accompany the Wushu Temple when it is about to destroy in the Wuhun Temple!

On the most central holy mountain, the angel god found on the golden light, which is a gift to the mortal.

"Thousands of streams, don't you come out?"

Wang Jianhong's voice spread throughout the martial arts, and passed into all people's ear.

The sound is falling, a little silence.

Suddenly fell on the hill, his body wearing golden and white gorgeous tie, graceful and luxurious words can be fit in his body.

After the back, the white wings dance, like a sacred vain.

Thousands of streams have fallen to Wang Jian and others, watching his mighty team behind him, can't help but sigh.

"Dean Wang, we met again."

"See the old pope."

Wang Jian laughed and gave a gift, and the ritual regulations were respectful, like an admire.

"Is this really unbearable?"

His silver eyes look at Wang Jian asked.

"You can look at them behind them, national enviters, no resolution!"

"Ugh……"

Thousands of sighs sighs a sigh of relief, look at the night: "You, please."

call out!

Next second, two stones rushed to the sky.

Two to the strong broke the nine-heavy clouds on top of the Tiam of Tiandu, just a normal communication caused the spatial shock, and the vast cloud smoke was embarrassed in invisible in the horrible soul.

The sky of the original white cloud is switched between the blink of an eye.

At the bottom, the sight of the strong people of the two sides will look along.

No matter what is right, now they are all standing with the intersection of life and death, and any hesitation will let them fall into the endless abyss.

"kill!"

Among this nervous and downtime, there is a quiet voice that sounds.

This marked that this world war was kicked off!

The strong people in the Wuhun Temple quickly intercept the title of the coalition army in Wujun 5 miles, ensuring that their battles will not affect the martial arts.

The vast plains are above the vast sky, and 10 counts of Qi Luo began to fight.

On the plain, you can see that there is a phosphodie snake emperor and diamond slap, and the Nether Cheetah and the White Tiger are fighting ...

In the sky, Blue Power Baowang and Chiyue Bat will become a group, and the golden holy dragon and golden Dapeng are biting each other ...

Wang Jian and thousands of snow opposed each other.

"It has been advanced to the title ..."

Through the exploration of the patriarch, Wang Jian can see the strength of Qing Qian Xue, and the existence of this girl appeared in front of him has become the existence of a title.

"It's a enchanting!"

Wang Jian can't help but sigh, if the protagonist does not have a gas delivery, how can you catch up with you?

If there is no mistake, this now just arrived until 39.

And before this, the youngest title Douro is Tang Hao, and it is necessary to be Tang Hao is also in the age of 40 to enter the news.

And if there is no system, I am afraid it is difficult to achieve something.

"Since you stay here, is it ready to deal with me? Do you know the strength gap between us?"

"Of course, but it is not a battle."

Thousands of snow faces are light, calm.

Wang Jian looked around and saw that there was no title to protect thousands of snow here.

This is obviously not normal.

With the role and status of thousands of snow, the Wushu Hall will not be so relieved to stay here.

And ... he did not see the few people in the impression.

Wang Jian didn't move his voice glanced at the direction of Wu Shengcheng, and his mouth was slightly tight.

Is this ready to give yourself?

Pity……

Wang Jian suddenly quickly printed, the dark rune took his arm as the ink, spread to the ground.

Thousands of snow faces, reach out, one hand in the hands of the show, the angel of the golden red flame is wrapped around the golden red flame, the flame bear bounce, the hot and the light coexist.

"!"

With the thousands of snow, the golden flame is bluntly filled with the whole sky, and quickly flocked to Wang Jian.

Wang Jian got up and retired, and the look was very easy.

On the ground, as the paint black curse is filled, nine body climbs from the ground.

Their skin is dark and there is no expression, just a cold .

At the time of the embarrassment, Wang Jian's face flashed a width of the pale color, and the soul consumed too much.

"kill!"

I have been staring at Wang Jian's thousands of snow suddenly opens a mouthful, and several ordinary dressed souls in Wuhun City suddenly take the killing of Wang Jian.

Chapter 590 Auxiliary Tara

There are six in the title of the title that again from Wu Sheng City.