Plundering the Heavens

At this time, Dajinwu, Wusanger and others behind the party line are already anxious. At this time, the demon siege, this is the reason for the majority of the gains in order to win the square in the South View, the result is this little devil Not only did not transfer the attention of the demon, but even the oil on the fire, is this not enough to stare at yourself? So, how can it be motivated by the siege siege?

Especially Dajinwu, I can't help it anymore, I went to the front line and said: "Small bandits, what are you doing tricks? Dajinye I know that you have more ideas, but today it is a bit bigger, Do you have any idea, do you have a good relationship with your buddies? Even if you are alive and tired, if you want to go to the government to rob, you have to let your buddies have a lasting effort..."

"Put the things of Xiaoye!"

Fang Xing did not explain, but took his own storage bag and the bundle of celestial ropes hidden in the waist, the locks in the boots, the shifting characters in the sleeves, the protective mirror of the chest, etc. The brain was stuffed into the big gold Wu Huaili, and he only mentioned a black giant sword in his hand. He whispered: "Genbo passed us three people and one roll, and today I want to take my one... ”

After the words, he was refreshed and refreshed, and his big sleeves fluttered. He stepped into the void and stepped his sword. ◎,

"The young man has infinite creation, the mountain is different, but I don't know which **** has the ability to take it?"

There was no silence at the moment.

Is this human race monk crazy?

Knowing that you must die, you still have to challenge directly?

Even saying that even Da Jinwu and others are completely confused about what they are thinking. They thought that Fang Xing has been so calm all the time because he thought about his back. I plan to hang someone else. But now I only see that the development of things is completely inconsistent with their imagination. I can't help but think that Fang Xing is already poor and I am desperate, and my heart is like a pinch.

"Small bandits, there is a big golden lord, can you make you alone?"

Dajin Wusong screamed and wanted to help.

Even Xiaopeng Wang, who was also cold-eyed, raised the golden shackles.

But Fang Xing did not mean to let them take the shot. Gently waved and gestured to them.

At this time, the demon scorpion has also been stunned and stared at the side.

This little devil challenged in this situation, and they gave them an unbelievable feeling.

Isn't it the legend that this little devil has never been willing to fight against others, just like conspiracy?

However, this kind of thinking is just a flash in my mind. There are a few people who have thought about it. After all, this is qualified to be in front of the demon hall. The strength of each one is top-notch. To put it bluntly, almost everyone has the pride of invincible peers. In the face of the Chinese monks, they may not dare to fight, let alone the early days of Jin Dan.

"Big words, I am going to fight you!"

After the atmosphere was slightly silent, a sound suddenly drunk, turned out to be the Ziwu Lake Road, once was cut off by the party and the sword, and he thought that he had lost his face, and he was the most eager to save his face. When others were still considering to observe, he could not help but violently became the first person to formally go to the side.

"My Ziwu Lake fish dragon gate, today, witnessed you in the witnesses of your friends, protect my heart!"

In the sound of the big snoring, the Ziwu Lake Road in a purple dress flew out and began to print. The whole body has already risen up with a vast mist of water, and it has changed like a celestial celestial being. In the purple mist, then his body flashed in the fog and flashed again. He rushed to the front of the square, and the two hands were printed. One type of gantry printed the head cover to the middle of the purple fog.

Bang!

His print method, which was condensed in the back, became a gantry with a few hundred feet, and it was so powerful that it was crushed and fell.

A type of dragon door print, heart swords all sentient beings!

This technique is the great technique at the bottom of the purple fog lake. The purple mist lake is a vein of tens of thousands of years ago. The purple mist lake was not a big demon, even the adult. There are not a few monsters. Compared with the true dragons that have been powerful at the time, as the emperor is better than the nephew, it is said that the ancestors of the Ziwu Lake had been made. The dragon king at that time set up a gantry in Haikou. Thousands of aquariums stand up, who can jump from the water, skip the dragon gate, who can inherit the dragon family and help him as a demon.

That Longmen, the height of three hundred and thirty-three feet, is it that the ordinary aquarium can leap?

The aquarium is a dragon king, but only a golden squid at that time was taken seriously. Even after jumping for ninety-nine years, he finally jumped out of the water and jumped over the dragon gate. The dragon king invited him to the dragon king to teach the dragons. The golden carp was made and it was submerged for many years. Finally, it was smashed into a fairy, but it was ascended into a fairy, but in the demon land, leaving this unique purple mist lake.

This gantry imprint was the one that was handed down by the demon fairy in the past. The intention was long and the power was endless. One impression was hit, and the people were printed and smacked. If there was no such demon, the devil would have the pride and ambition of the dragon. This print cannot be received.

The Ziwu Lake Daozi is a golden carp. Everyone says that they have the ancestral wind. When they are young, they will understand the imprint of the demon fairy in the past. When he went out in the past few years, he was With the meaning of this imprint, with the Jin Dan Dacheng Xiu Xiu, the final draw ended, although that time was only a discussion, not a fight, but his deep knowledge, but also can be seen.

It seems that this time, he is also really anxious, so when he saw the side, he printed the seal and was shameful.

"What is the mark? Look at the little man and the mountain to press the dragon door, the big sword is the flesh!"

In the face of this type of purple fog lake, Fang Xing was unafraid, and in the violent voice, stepping out step by step, a **** sway, just like a screaming thunder, and then holding a sword toward the purple fog lake The Tao is hard, and at the same time, with his unreasonable hard attack and hard hit, in the realm of knowledge, the power of Shanbao has become illusory, but it shows a shadow of the mountains behind it.

This sword, the power of the mountain treasure, is as heavy as a mountain.

Bang!

The sword is on the seal, and the mountain is on the dragon gate.

The purple mist lake road that was knocked down by the square was rolled over by the shocking body. He knew that he was very strong. In the face of his own gantry print, I am afraid that the monks of Jindan’s great envoys will have to He treated it cautiously, but he did not expect that the power of the party was so strong, and the sword broke out, and there was a black space crack in the air, such as a mountain collapse.

"Takaka..."

Under the hard attack, the hands of the Ziwu Lake Road, which was pinched up and printed, were “squeaky”, and there seemed to be signs of fragmentation, but only the purple fog lake’s heart was scared, and three blues were desperately sacrificed. Fu Bao, in the air, made three big lakes, and it was like a dream in the middle of him and the side of the square, but as he sacrificed the treasure, his mind had already lost to the square, and the back of the dragon door collapsed.

"Want to come, want to go and leave?"

The party is drinking, stepping over, and it is quite unreasonable.

"嗤嗤嗤"

On the occasion that his black giant sword did not insist on rushing forward, the three-character sacs of the Ziwu Lake Daoji were broken and broken, and the illusory scene disappeared.

It looks like it’s like a sword, a dragon, a sword, and a sword.

The power of pure flesh, to break all vain!

"Hey..."

At the end of the disappearance of the shadow of the Great Lakes, the black sword in the hand has been straight to the purple fog lake road.

"The bastard, there is such a physical force, count me today..."

The face of Ziwu Lake is also a shame, but also an anger, a retreat, and a big drink.

Look at this, clearly not afraid to continue fighting again.

"Go to your uncle, bastard, take your head today, sacrifice my sword!"

Fang Xing was suffocated, and he did not care. He screamed and screamed at the endless fierce wind.

"This **** is so fierce..."

At this time, on the shoal stone in front of the demon temple, in addition to the Bohai Xiaolongwang, Taishi idiot, Shenzhou messenger, etc., several people still maintain a light color, and other people have changed their faces. I did not expect that the monks of this Terran would be so fierce, the Ziwu Lake Road, the outstanding heroes of the Yaozu Juniors, were defeated by the two swords!

At this moment, Fox Xiang Ji turned his head and looked at the shadowless Mountain Mouse Road, and his eyes were a little surprised.

"Since I won, why bother to kill like this? The Terran Party, Grandpa will come to teach you the magic!"

The shadowless mountain mouse family’s small eyes smashed up, and the square line was making full effort to the gap between the purple fog lake roads. Senran’s voice was cold, and at the same time, his body shape flashed and disappeared into the meteorite. When it reappeared, it was already rushing to the side of the square. The skinny and short body jumped high in the air, and the sharp claws slammed into the back of the head.

The mouth said "learning", but even the shot is a sneak attack!

"Get out!"

This shadowless mountain road has been counted as an opportunity, but did not expect that the spirit of the line is powerful, the induction is extraordinary, but turned around at this moment, when the chest is straight, it knows that the sneak attack is not successful. I wasn’t in a hurry. “桀桀” smiled, and the figure was like a phantom. It’s generally 30 kilometers away. The mouth smiled and said: “Hey, it’s very fast...”

"Oh, no, it’s getting old..."

Fang Xing smiled, his eyes were full of murderousness, and the sword was rushing to the sneak attacker.

But at this time, he suddenly picked up his eyes, his body slanted and flashed, and he suddenly saw that a sharp and invisible fire sword light brushed the vest of his chest like a silk thread. It is dangerous and dangerous, and this fire is in the light of the sword. A man's fox xian Ji just loosened the law of the squeezing of the singer, and the eyebrows were killing, and they stepped toward the void.

"Watch the bastard, do you want to be a faceless, can you beat three?"

Not far from the big Jinwu saw this scene, the already angry Qiqi smoke, angry screaming.

"This is a demon, not a fight, why bother to pay attention to one-on-one?"

Fox Xiangji’s voice was indifferent, and he walked slowly, and the other two demons were triangular. (To be continued...)