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Chapter two hundred and three The death of the Lord (on)
After a while, Wan Zun’s deep voice rang again. "Is the base of Wandianfeng going to be lost?" Thick eyebrows locked, thousands of eyes flashing, and finally replaced by helpless color. Although the loss of Wandianfeng is expected, it seems to come a little too soon. The action of the foreign boy … It’s too reckless! "Magic sounds connect with the spirit", the depressed ten thousand eyes are red steeply, their hands are flashing, and one by one, the invisible air waves rush out of the sacred world, and shoot at the Wandian Peak.
"This old devil, what is he going to do with such a loud noise?"
In Jiucai, the alarm sounded. Jiuhua, the agent, has a deep frown. He didn’t feel what happened at Wandianfeng, but the news of Wanzun Evil Emperor shocked him.
The shock wave is vertical and horizontal, and the magic power eats the sky.
At Wandianfeng, the war has reached a critical juncture. In the purple month, most of the mind was put in the air on the operation of the two-instrument sword array of Yin and Yang, and from time to time, it was supplemented by the assistance of the true spirit and colorful talisman. After the cloud was free and the fog was dawn, the intention of rushing down to meet the big plough array of Qianleige was terminated, and the two men were stopped in the air, and the intense consumption abraded their will, looking at the black and bright sword light of colorful hands, and no longer flying in the air.
"This little wretched girl is fierce," Yun Zi, who even turned over the attack but was beaten back, murmured. This is the first time that he has met his opponent since he studied the Great Sage’s Magic Skill. He has been fighting fiercely for several hours, and his opponent’s tenacity seems to have not diminished at all.
The cloud in the state of spiritual magic is relatively calm, but it can’t be attacked for a long time. However, it is impatient to see that the sword light is getting colder and colder in the fog. Ziyue is undoubtedly an opponent who can fight a protracted war. The speed of transforming the aura of heaven and earth can keep up with the speed of real spiritual power consumption. In normal times, he can accompany him, but at this time, the God-bearer who doesn’t know where to hide is like a bone in the throat and a thorn in the heart, and can give him a heavy blow at any time. Every time I think about it. He had a palpitation, which made him feel that he was in a big encirclement that could be ambushed at any time. Fog dawn didn’t shoot too much, but YinZhi with a pair of eyes, compared with the power and prestige, fisticuffs cloud freely, he is more concerned about the surrounding dynamics.
Purple month is also uncomfortable, and the two old guys in mid-air are not generally strong. She used almost all the means she could, but the two guys with bright blood were unscathed, at least they couldn’t see anything wrong with it. The big plough array on the ground is also a threat that cannot be taken lightly. "Why hasn’t Brother made a move yet?" Purple month dark asked.
Actually. Tianxin has stepped in. However, instead of helping Ziyue, only a curtain of enchantment was planted to protect the disciples and disciples of Tianyin 36 Pavilion, and at the same time, a big plough array was pinned down. Judging from the present situation of Ziyue, although it is a little embarrassed, it is not fatally dangerous. Tianxin doesn’t care how long and when the two sides that are not far away from each other will fight. He only cares whether Ziyue can grow up from the struggle, and whether she can fight through stalemate in this life-and-death struggle that is a bit of a loss. Learn to use your head, change your offense and defense, and defeat your opponent, so as to win.
Constant is the permanent way to fight and the ultimate way to win.
Ziyue, who is in the office, naturally feels hard, but Tianxin, who is outside the office, sees many benefits. Whether it’s a cloud in mid-air. It’s still the fog dawn, or the Lord on the ground, or even the blue unparalleled. Their fighting relies on the old rich experience and has no innovation. Ziyue is a newcomer, at the stage of learning, and it is also a critical moment of life and death. It can be said that to get out of the crisis, we must break through and create. It is necessary to learn to identify, compete for and grasp the advantages bit by bit in a fierce form. Therefore, what Tianxin has to do is to keep this war going and let Ziyue be thoroughly tested.
Blue unparalleled despair. The masters of Mingyuege at sea were trapped by the third big plough array, so they couldn’t help her not to say anything, and left her with no reason to "retreat". And under the onslaught of Purple Moon’s black flying sword, she can’t retreat to meet her disciples to jointly resist the bloody plough array of Qianlei Pavilion. Purple Moon often hits her with a colorful charm, which will often make her hurry-scurry for a while. More importantly, Dou Jiu was exhausted, and she flew into the air, trying to get out of the war circle. She wanted to come, and Purple Moon, the main three parties of the small auditions pavilion, could not stop her from being embarrassed anyway. However, a strange thing happened. As soon as she played in the circle, she got a slap in the face, and when a heart was beaten wildly, she automatically fell back to the circle. As the head of a cabinet, of course, she didn’t believe in this evil, but after the third time, she had to give up the idea of going out to fight in the enclosure. The blow outside the enclosure became stronger every time. Her protective magic weapon was completely destroyed in the last blow except for the bright blue glass beads, and her ear seemed to hear an extremely cold warning hum: Run again, die!
What’s it like to be scared out of your wits? Blue one like you tasted it again and again today, and finally I knew it. She can do nothing but return to atrix. Those protective magic weapons instantly turned into scrap metal, which made her understand the strength of her opponent. Oh, my God, she’s still trying to get the peak. Looking at the purple moon’s face slightly red, blue one like you gave birth to fear for the first time in my heart. The tree wants to calm down, but the wind will not stop. Now, she has to fight to the death. She can’t stop, stop, purple moon’s flying black.
Will cut her into pieces. The right to terminate this battle is not in her hands.
The second despair is the Lord of Qianlei Pavilion. He didn’t suffer much damage under the escort of the big plough array. Instead, it was the lingering shadow of fear that overwhelmed him. Maybe, it was wrong from the beginning. Looking at the small figure of Ziyue, this strong man inexplicably feels that the road has come to an end. The firmness of Ziyue’s little face made him feel that he had got into a little devil. He knows his fears, not only carrying the debts of the security personnel of Dongfang Weihuang Group, but also knowing Master Wu Tianming deeply. The old guy’s methods are absolutely horrible. He provided false information, which led to a crisis. Even if this battle is lucky, it may not spare him at dawn. Big plough array is not enough! The Lord found that when the so-called strong man disappeared, he was just a weak beetle that was manipulated by others.
"Beetle?"
The occasional answer made him crazy for a moment, and he would never accept it. He still has the strength to fight back. The old ghost doesn’t have to worry about it for the time being. In front of this little malefic, he doesn’t believe that one hundred and forty-four masters of the God List and his ambitious Lord, a total of one hundred and forty-five first-class masters who can shake the Wandianfeng can’t cope with a little girl, a little girl.
Roar, slam, blood, clouds, fog.
In the big plough array, which turned from defending to attacking, the instruments offering sacrifices to the sky flashed like lightning, giving off all kinds of light, together with the magic weapon itself and the shadow of the flying sword. Attack the hateful opponent and swear to turn the opponent into broken pieces.
It’s a pity that Ziyue is not that stupid machine and headstrong cow, but will stand in situ and wait to hit her upper body. Clever gods provided the situation of Fiona Fang’s kilometers, and the big plough array, which turned from defending to attacking, inevitably showed its flaws, leaving a place where Purple Moon could stay. The previous Ming Yun’s confrontation war turned into a real melee. There are all kinds of loud noises in the misty sand and stones flying all over the sky. When a scream comes, the Lord’s geocentric son tightens. It was an absolute male voice, a man’s scream, and in the big plough array, the master of the God List belonging to Qianleige began to suffer.
"This fool?"
In midair. Pay close attention to the form of fog roaring below. In this level of fighting, the Lord gives up the strict defensive, which is undoubtedly sending his own side into the "tiger’s mouth". Once the little girl moves in space and enters the teleport combat state, the big plough array will lose its role. To curb the little girl doll, unless there is a master who is not inferior to the little girl doll. Himself and the cloud are left in the air, and the guys in Qianleige are obviously no match, and will soon be divided. "Waste, waste!" Fog dawn heart mad scold out loud.
If you can’t do something, you have to get out as soon as possible. This is the law of foggy dawn. "Old cloud. Go, "fog dawn mouth a line, a wisp of strange magic sound, wake up with two instrument Yin sword ten magic sword array fierce hedge cloud at ease.
"Go, old fog, isn’t it a little early?" The cloud is free and awake, and the devil knows it. I knew what was going on. "Although your disciple was confused and not very calm, it gave my little girl a chance, but it doesn’t mean that we are finished." Fog dawn’s attitude surprised the cloud at ease.
"Old cloud. Listen to me, you can’t go wrong. This little girl has a good cause, "Fog Dawn’s eyes are flashing, and he is really embarrassed to say that he has been deceived by the false information of the Lord, and. This is not the time to elaborate on the reasons.
"The cause of success," said Yun, who was in a terrible mood. After years of cooperation, he knew what Fog Dawn’s every move meant. Besides, Wu Tianming is a rational and cold-blooded guy. He won’t back down if he wins, and he will definitely quit in time if he can’t win. This time, the eyes are flashing, which means a lot. However, he is not in the mood to delve into it.
The figure of two people missed flying and teleported into the sky and space. But just as the ghosting was still left in the same place, a cold voice came from high in the air, "Go back!" The first step of the cloud fell back to its original place, and the fog that tried to escape from the other direction followed.
"What person?" The clouds shouted at the air, and the sky was silent.
"It happens," fog dawn eyes flashed a tree.
Two people glances, eyes have the color of horror. If we say that when we just fell back to the original place, we were hit by two swords with two handles forming a sword array of Yin and Yang, and each of them broke a magic weapon for protection, which made two people angry, then the high-altitude power that pulled them back to the original place made them afraid. What power is that? They are in that power, just like ants caught by their fingers, unable to move at all.
Compared with the posture that Yun Zi freely shouts to the sky while coping with two swords, Wu Tianming’s eyes are getting colder and colder, or rather chilly. The power of high altitude is undoubtedly the bearer of heaven. What I just did was to tell them that this road is blocked. There is nothing strange in the quiet sky except the faint wind, but in the eyes of foggy dawn, it is all a death trap. However, even if we break through the two-instrument sword array of Yin and Yang formed by Purple Moon with two handles and ten magic swords below, isn’t the ground a death trap?
Tens of thousands of years ago, the blood of the disciple of Tianyin 36 Pavilion may not be recalled, but the death of Tianyin disciple that happened a few hours ago will not be forgotten so soon, not to mention that Ziyue ordered them to kill the second-generation general cabinet owners and supervisory cabinet owners of Tianyin.
"Death really?
Really? "
Fog dawn’s magic knowledge ruthlessly extends to the holy Lord who is a little in a hurry at this time. Everything is in the hands of this son of a bitch. "Kill", fog dawn mouth cold hum aloud. The master of a cabinet, so again and again, misjudged his opponent’s strength and concealed the information that he could completely measure his opponent’s strength, which eventually led to the arrival of death. This little bastard always harbors evil intentions and loves to play tricks with him. Now he has made such a big mistake, so why can’t he kill him, but he is too late.
Internal factors are analyzed. External factors are salty.
Fog dawn looked at the quiet sky, and the magic knowledge again explored the small figure of Purple Moon and the disciple of Tianyin 36 Pavilion. His eyes began to blush and his mouth grinned. "On the way to practice the Great Sage’s true spirit and magic power, those who get in the way die."
Moment broke out in the fog of absolute power, and the morning rushed straight to the purple moon below. He didn’t forget the two black flying swords that were in the way and the black sword light that was like a dragon snake, and he didn’t forget the colorful magic hand. But he believes that the disintegration of the application will definitely gain something this time.
In the teleport combat state, the purple moon steeply sensed the attack in midair, which was several times stronger than before. It seems that this has been going on for a long time, and it’s time to forget the fighting between the sun, the moon and the sky! She suddenly shouted into the sky, "Brother, I’m exhausted. I’ve entrusted two old guys in the sky to you."
"good." High in the sky, the macro sound came, and Li HeSheng started. "Two instruments and four elephants, Tai Chi world. Multicolored charm, change. "
A few days ago, Yunzi and Fog Dawn, in a violent state, used their strongest tricks to rush and rush. They were delighted that the sword array of the two instruments was loosened. When they wanted to make a breakthrough, they suddenly felt that the flying sword that attacked the sword array of the two instruments was abruptly struck back, and that "crazy blood disintegration" was abruptly resolved. The powerful magic skill of the Great Sage True Spirit was not attacked by the flying sword and the tactics were dissolved, but was stopped. Two people at that time stupefied.
The two ten magic swords in mid-air were handed over to Tianxin, showing real power and prestige. I don’t know how many times the operation of the two-instrument sword array is faster. In the eyes of cloud freedom and fog dawn, there is no sword array at all in the space below, but they really feel that the sword position exists and rush in. It’s weird if it doesn’t break into pieces. In fact, the two men didn’t have much energy to pay attention to the sword array at all, and the colorful magic hand commanded by Tianxin was grasping at them.
As attached to the bone, invincible. The two men’s flying swords and magic weapons kept pouring into their big hands in order to block the mutated big hands in their eyes. Different from before. This time, the big hand was covered with an indescribable golden light. When the flying sword and magic weapon collided with it, it turned into scrap iron, and the great sage, who was proud of himself, worked like tofu, which could not stop the big hand from moving forward. The two felt that the magic power used at this moment was more than the magic power they used before, but it had no effect, but it was completely consumed in hedging. The speed of absorbing vitality is far from enough to make up for the output of magic power.
Being caught is doomed. However, it is a disguised humiliation that two masters of the double-S-level immortal list who have practiced the magic skills of the Great Sage for more than ten thousand years are captured alive. At least now, the cloud is free and the fog is full of such feelings, which makes them feel worse than the ash robbery, and makes their senses feel stimulated. They are not hurt, but they are like poisoned people, weak, and now they are an ordinary person who can kill them.
Since Tianxin participated, the battle on the ground below will of course end soon. The three twelve-chain big plough arrays, which are regarded as the most important by the Lord, collapsed under the hands of three colorful real charms. No one escaped, everyone was exhausted, and then fell into the hands of Tianyin 36 Pavilion.
"Purple Moon, these guys are yours!"
"Ok, brother, I will return to the cabinet as soon as possible to deal with these guys," Purple Moon stamped on the place where the previous auditions disciple spilled blood and screamed and turned to dust, and maliciously tunnel.
"Well, your door affairs, I won’t participate. Remember, the twelve-character rule must be strictly enforced. "
High in the sky, the voice of heavenly heart disappears. On the ground, Ziyue’s little face shone brightly, and a pair of beautiful big eyes looked at the intact prisoners one by one: Yun Zizai, Fog Dawn, hundreds of masters of the God List in Qianlei Pavilion, the Lord, Lan Wushuang and the people in Mingyue Pavilion at sea. Finally, I fell to my feet, and tears appeared in my big eyes. At the foot, that is, at the foot, a group of sword disciples in Tianyin 36 Pavilion can never come back. They were beaten to death by the two old guys Yun Zizai and Wu Tianming.
Looking at the purple moon with tears in its eyes, Yunzi and Fog Dawn were shocked. The Lord of the Thousand Leige Pavilion and the Blue Moon Pavilion are a little embarrassed. The three pavilions talk about swords. They and Ziyue were still laughing and laughing at the three pavilions a few days ago. Now, they have become prisoners under the order and have to make people feel that things are impermanent.
Purple Moon is meditating on who to deal with first. After all, the Lord of Qianlei Pavilion and the Blue Warriors of Mingyue Pavilion at Sea are not people in Tianyin 36 Pavilion, so it is inappropriate to bring them back to the Pavilion for treatment. Suddenly a faint voice came, "Little girl, I have a request, I hope you will agree."
"What request?" Purple moon looks at the source of the sound, and a face of gray fog dawn tries to support the body.