Chapter 496: Cloud Tianzong's old monster

At the same time, the two thousand fists hit the white sword fog, and a creaking sound was like a stone thrown into the colorful dyeing tank, splashing colorful dazzling flowers.
Although the dazzling flower is beautiful, it can be said to be the most violent bomb flower for the soul of the blue boxing shadow and the ten thousand disciples of Yun Tianzong who made the sword array.
At the same time that the various souls were blown away, Yun Tianzong’s 100,000 disciples also took a sip of blood, and tens of thousands of blue souls also stepped back a few steps, his face was extremely pale, and the soul surrounded by him. The force has faded a lot.
This fire is the end result of both losses.
"Yun Tianzong's swordsmanship is so strong." Ling Xiao several people could not help but a few mouthfuls of air, relying on the 100,000-level Yun Tianzong disciple, if it is with those who are away from the soul, then the ending It is conceivable.
But the sword array they made can finally compete with the 10,000 blue-level spirits, and there is no other explanation than the power of the sword array itself.
After this hard fight, the sword fog did not dissipate. Although the power has been weakened a lot, it can still be pressed against the soul in the direction of the original, as if not to make them bolognese. The fog will never be good.
"Continue." A disease is also a cry, the tens of thousands of people have stood firm in the footsteps, once again blasted 20,000 punches in the sky, the fist shadows screaming, screaming in horror Above the sword fog.
This time, the sword fog is pressed closer to these souls, so the boxing shadow from the soul body is rushing over the sword fog. This time, in addition to the soul of the "叮叮" In addition to the sound of the sword, there are countless sword fragments falling from the sky.
Under the light of the sun, these sword fragments shimmer and are dazzling.
At the same time as these swords were broken, thousands of disciples of Yun Tianzong couldn’t help but vomit a blood. They looked at the chest with difficulty breathing, and their faces were pale. Just like that blood, it’s almost like their internal organs. I have to spit it out.
And those who are not so bad from the soul, while causing heavy damage to the other side, their soul power is more and more bleak, obviously, once again attacked like this, their soul power is estimated to be exhausted.
Although the sword fog has weakened a lot, it still has not disappeared and is pressing in the direction that has been set.
At this point, the sword fog is only two or three hundred meters away from the body.
"Damn." Just as Abra felt that he had to lose a lot, he heard the loud roar of the sounds, and then six large purple of light came in this direction.
Among them, three of them were on the cloud and white fog sword array, and the white mist was turned into powder residue. The other three fell slowly for one second, but they were on the mountain gate of Yuntianzong.
Bang... Three loud bangs almost sounded one after another. The purple big ball smashed over the head of Yun Tianzong. A golden light flashed out and the purple light ball was blocked.
Although the three purple light were blocked, their strong impact was still rushing through the golden light, and the whole cloud Tianzong shook a few times.
The hundreds of elders of Yun Tianzong only stood on their heels, but the disciples of the 100,000 swordsmen were miserable.
First, they were bombarded by the three guns. The flying swords with their soul marks were smashed, and their souls were also strongly shocked. They were already and sloppy.
Now it has been swayed by the three squadrons of Yun Tianzong’s guardian ancestors, so that they are already fragile and can’t be fragile, and they are shaking a few shakes, and they are rushing out of the blood, some unlucky. Even fell directly to the ground and died.
These disciples would have nothing to do with such a few shakes, but they are now seriously injured. The violent shaking is like the last straw that crushes the camels, making them unbearable.
These six guns blasted out, it was just the life of Yun Tianzong.
"Ling Xiao." Li Tian looked mad and shouted, white beard trembled, but he knew that it was not when he was crazy, but he used the fastest speed to get out of the culprit and kill him. .
A disease knows that Ling Xiao is coming, so he quickly put away the tens of thousands of souls and waited for Ling Xiao to appear.
Sure enough, a flying ship that flew quickly appeared in front of Aji, and the person standing at the forefront of the ship was awkward.
Ling Xiao extended his hand and shouted to Aji: "Hey, Ah, come up."
"Good." A disease jumped and jumped high, reaching out and holding Ling Xiao's hand. The two hands were tightly held together. Ling Xiao gently pulled it, and Aji quickly and steadily fell. In the flight ship.
"It seems that I have to ask the ancestors out." Li Tianxun blinked in the eyes, took a bell from the storage space and threw it into the sky.
"Oh..." The crisp bells sounded loudly. In an instant, all the sounds around it seemed to disappear. What everyone could hear was just the sound of this extremely pleasant bell.
However, the sound of this bell is almost the same as the most difficult duck in the world.
Because, as the bell rang, his flying ship was fixed in place, and no trace of movement was possible.
"Call..." A strange wind blew up, and the sky was tens of thousands of miles away, and it was difficult to see the sun.
It was this strange wind that blew the flying ship and couldn't move. It was the sound of the souls of these people who seemed to be blown away, and they were all soft.
"Damn." Ling Xiao's face was furious, and this kind of momentum, Ling Xiao came to see the most powerful after the mainland.
What is the cloud Tianzong lord Li Tianxu, the celestial lord of the celestial lord Ouyang is supreme, the lord of the Haotian sect is sacred, even the momentum of the seven devil ancestors is compared with this momentum, all his mother is a cloud.
Ten people must be white, and the old man in white fluttered in the gust of wind, and stopped at the sky above Yun Tianzong.
As soon as they stopped, the strange winds came to an abrupt end, as if the strange wind was used to create momentum for their appearance.
Even without this strange wind, the ten white-haired old men’s long-legged long-shoulders still have no wind and automatic, and they are quite sacred, and there is a thought of paying homage at their feet.
"Little guy, what are you looking for?" A white old man looked unhappy, apparently, they were not willing to be bothered for no reason.
"Little guy." The crowd was first stunned. As Li Tianqiu squatted on the ground in front of the ten people like a grandson, the talents understood that the little guy in the mouth of the white man was actually Li Tianxun. .
Ling Xiao cried and laughed. This Li Tianxu, who had been a grandfather for a lifetime, turned into a grandson at this time. This life is really impermanent.
"Tell everyone Yun Tianzong's predecessors, it is the devil who disturbs me Yuntian Zongshanmen, the younger generation has no choice but to ask the seniors to take the shot and remove the devil for Yun Tianzong."
Li Tianxu sighed respectfully, and the ten old men did not open their mouths or promised his request. He did not dare to raise his head.
"What, Yun Tianzong is going to be destroyed." The first old man in white did not speak, and the other old man frowned, squinting and yelling: "I don't feel anything at all."
Obviously, this second white old man is really embarrassed, or, with a scorpion.
Another old man in white snorted and said: "I see that the little guys are at large. Where is the Tianyun, Li Tianxun, you are looking for us to chase people for you."
"Cough cough..." Li Tianxu did not consciously cough twice, and was blocked for a long time and could not speak.
Indeed, these ten old people just said that they will only appear when Yun Tianzong has a disaster, but now, it seems that it is not the time...
Li Tianqiu’s words were very hard, and he explained for a long time:
This little devil’s scorpion is good. He killed hundreds of thousands of disciples of Yun Tianzong. Now if he puts the tiger back to the mountain, it will be my Yuntian dynasty. The culprit..."
"Far fart." The third temperate white man angered: "Li Tianxun, where did you go, the sorrow of the celestial celestial lord, I was afraid of a kid, I thought that when we were the lords of Yuntianzong, Who dares to come to our cloud Tianzong to cause trouble, that is, your lord is bad, it will make people bully, and dare to let us wipe your for you, the door is not."
The second old man smiled and said: "The kid on the flying boat has this ability. Look at him like that. It doesn't seem like much age... Hey, he is a chain soul teacher of the Yellow Chaos Soul, though The chaotic soul is rare, but it is not your opponent of Li Tianxun."
Li Tianxun secretly complained, it seems that these old things are not intended to help.
If you don't help, you will forget it, and you will be so embarrassed that you will be able to make a foothold in Yuntian.
The first old man yelled: "Li Tianxun, we are not a scorpion or a scorpion. What is happening outside is clear. You have to do it yourself, and the summoning bell is useless. I will take it back."
When the old man reached out and grabbed it, he took the bell that summoned them back: "Everyone, let's go back and continue to cultivate the heavens. This little thing is left to Li Tianxun to solve it myself."
"Right, this is the style of the strong." Ling Xiao can not help but open the flowers, the enemy has such an "enlightened" predecessor, how Ling Xiao how not to be overwhelmed, could not help but sing a few 80 touches.
However, the fourth old man who stood up and spoke was pouring a cold water on Ling Xiao’s head: "You, this is not good, let these kids escape, and where is the name of Yun Tianzong?"
"The fourth, according to what you mean..." The old men turned their eyes to the old man who spoke to see what he had planned.
"Well, heaven is nothing more than a weak meat, a cycle of life and death. If these guys are too weak, then they can only blame them for their bad lives. If they are strong enough, let us leave them, how.