Chapter 1577: God arrow

The smog of the big array, shrouded in the heavens and the earth, tumbling silently, silent.
But on the Scorpio, there are always dazzling blood in the air, and there is a sound of mourning.
Long-lasting!
The eight-domain powerhouses hiding in the distant array have been sluggish there, and they are chilling, such as falling into the ice.
I can't see it, I can't touch it, but everyone knows that there is one and the other saint who suffers from the smog.
Everyone's face is full of fear.
Nearly a hundred absolutely sages and a true sanctuary! But was it so slaughtered like this?
How big is that?
Why are you trapped, and the saints are like grass?
"Thirty-ninth, if you add the dead in the hands of the guy, there are already fifty-six people!"
The stone was broken on the face of the sea, and it was cracked.
This time, he was invited to come. Originally, he still had some scornful thoughts. He thought that the green clothes were so strong that they were completely ruthless.
But now, he understands why blood Tsing Yi is so cautious and careful!
The other party alone will kill the siege of the thirty absolute saints, with outstanding combat power and terrifying horrible power.
This makes the stone break the sea and feels the pressure.
At this time, the other party relied on a set of arbitrarily laid out, trapped a sacred sage, this method is simply incredible!
Looking at the day of the day, listening to the sound of the holy voice in the reverberating four fields, the face of the stone-breaking sea is also ugly.
"This is your layout?"
Hua Hong’s face was cold, and he could not calm down.
The green clothes clenched their hands and violently took a few deep breaths before they pressed the anger and sorrow in their hearts.
"This scene, everyone will not want to see, but the situation is not too bad, please look at the two, the power of the big array is decreasing!"
The green dress pointed at the distance, and the voice revealed the hatred of the bones. "I promise that when this breaks, I will be the first to do it, and I will marry this!"
His teeth almost chopped.
This time, he forbears for a long time, trying his best to make the layout, I thought it was enough to destroy Lin Xun.
But I thought about it...
But there have been so many accidents!
......
Covering the sky and covering the sky.
Lin looked for a flash of his figure, his look was cold, and the old black hole was not waved, just like a prey who was battling to kill his own territory.
Wherever you go, saints are jealous!
With his current combat power, he is also in his own big battles. Every time he shoots, he has a slap in the face and smashes the power of the ten parties.
Let your holy treasure be stronger, and the Tao is so good, I will do it myself!
"Hey!"
A holy sound that is full of the power of killing and killing, a sacred sage has turned into a yak sacred beast and sent out a god.
The sound waves are like the tide, just like the nine days of thunder and fall.
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"The scorpion is big, it is also futile."
Lin Xun did not look at it, and he took the lead, but when he heard the sound, it was the righteousness of the Puzhi.
That one word after another is like the avenue symbol, glaring and screaming.
Just like the words and deeds, the mouth contains the heavenly constitution!
Bang!
The yak's shackles were directly broken, even if the power of his sacred sacred world could not stop the terrorist shocks, the body blasted and smashed.
Like this scene, it is constantly happening in the big battle.
Some of the most sages were killed by the Yuan Tujian, some were annihilated by broken blades, some were killed by Tai Xuanjian, and some were crushed by Da Yan.
Among them, there are old-fashioned old-fashioned antiques, and there are stunning and up-and-coming talents. There are unconventional big-aged sacred sons, and there are masters of ancient fairy tales.
Without exception, they are all killed by Lin Xun!
The screams of screams, the unwilling snoring, the screams of anger and madness... sounded one after another.
It is not easy to practice, it is not easy to find the avenue, and it is impossible to achieve the sacred sacred environment. Which one is not a hard-working and hard-working, and has experienced many hardships, and the lucky ones stand out from the crowd?
But when death comes, everything is empty, after all, there is only one bone left!
At this moment, for the sages who are trapped in the battle, it is just like a year, it seems to be incomparable.
Despair, helplessness, panic, and squatting emotions are like the waves of the sea, and they are all bleak.
"Ok?"
Soon, some people noticed that the smog that pervaded all directions began to collapse, and their own perceived power spread.
"Ha ha ha, there is no road to heaven, this battle will be collapsed!"
Someone laughed wildly.
"Stay on, be sure to hold on!"
Someone yelled.
At the same time, Lin searched for a stop, and his brows were wrinkled with imperceptibility, and the power would indeed be shattered.
"There are twenty-nine people left..."
In an instant, Lin Xun sensed that only the remaining ones were absolutely sacred, and they all gathered together.
Taking a deep breath, Lin Xun took out the innocent spirit bow and the blue sky, and the two arrows.
......
"It’s finally going to collapse!"
The green scarlet scorpion shines and the spirit is uplifting.
"This time, I want to die!"
The stone-breaking sea face is cold and the murder is like a surge.
Hey!
Hua Hongjun has no nonsense, and he has a long knife with a simple style and a long and narrow snow. Above the blade, it is full of images of the blood of the saints.
Before, all three had a hatred and anger, and they could only watch the sacred saints in the trapped squad being killed, and they were about to torture them.
Now, it is finally time for them to fight back.
"Architecture!"
The clothes were ordered, and the sound was soaring.
In the vicinity of them, there are still more than 500 true sacred strong people. They hear a single apricot and yellow flag, which are staggered and stand by each other.
In an instant, a pole of apricot yellow flag swayed, filled with a savage sword, each sword, showing a mysterious sacred atmosphere.
Hundreds of swords plucked, and gathered together for a savvy sword. The light rushed to the bullfighting, shaking the stars and smashing the shackles!
Look closely, that is the meaning of the vast sword, as if there are hundreds of thousands of sages sitting in the town, one by one to put the sacred majesty.
"The Holy Spirit battle?"
The stone breaks through the sea.
It is not uncommon for a battlefield to be a means of fighting for mutual assistance.
For example, when the two armies are in the middle of the battle, they will all be placed in battle, and they will be tactically reconciled, often receiving miraculous effects in the fight.
After reaching the holy world, it is not the same to set up a battlefield. It often has extremely demanding requirements. Because the roads of seeking each other are different, the strength is different, and it is difficult to make a perfect fit.
However, Shi Shahai also heard that in the ancient Gophery of the Golem, there is a unique "war battle" method.
It is only necessary for each sacred character to wear a treasure called "The Battlefield". Through the echo between the battlefields, the power of the saints can be combined and twisted into a rope. A horrible power that is beyond imagination.
"Yes, this battle name is ‘Tian Xing’. It replaces the meaning of the Heavenly Way. If there were eight hundred true sacred co-operations, the strength of the battle would be enough to kill the great sacred opponent.

The green clothes sighed. "The hateful thing is that some of the true holy people have been involved in the smog array. Now there are only five hundred people left, but even so, the power of these battles, even It’s me, I don’t dare to be positive.

Hearing this, Shi Biaohai and Hua Hongjun all showed a touch of color.
Blood Tsing Yi is one of the best in the Qing Dynasty. It is the leader of the Gorefiend of the Ancients, but he said that he dare not go to the hard battle. It is conceivable that the power of this battle is so powerful.
"I didn't expect that the blood brother was so prepared for this time. With this battle, it is easy to kill the surname Lin."
Stone breaking the sea and laughing.
boom!
At this time, there was a terrible turmoil in the distance, which covered the sky and the sky, and it was shattered at this moment.
Suddenly, there was a clear vision, revealing a group of absolutely saints.
"What, there are only twenty people left?"
The exclamation sounded.
Blood Tsing Yi, Shi Bo Hai, Hua Hong Yu and others can not help but change.
In less than a quarter of an hour, nearly a hundred absolutely sages, only twenty-nine left, this casualty is undoubtedly too heavy!
As for the true sacred characters who were involved in the big squad, none of them survived, and all were obviously destroyed!
These cruel blows made everyone angry, gloomy, and looked at the distant shore.
There, Lin Xun’s figure stood by the emptiness, the clothes were neat and tidy, and the rhyme of the Qinghui was flowing through the body, and the dust was like a fairy.
But at this time, everyone only felt a sting in front of the eyes, and the spirit had a feeling of being stabbed, and the pores were upside down.
That is because of a bow!
A large bow made of a pile of white bones, the red and bowstrings have been full. Around the big bow, the wind and thunder are stirring, and the voids are silent and collapsed, reflecting a scene of incredible sacredness.
There is gold and blood, there is a big day, there is a saint!
Above the bowstring, a dark and dull arrow on the lacquer is placed on it, and the arrow is pointed at the distance, the fierce atmosphere filled with it, overwhelming!
not good!
Blood, Tsing Yi, Shi Biaohai, and Hua Hongjun all have a cold heart and realize that something is wrong.
It’s just that when they are going to stop it, it’s too late.
collapse!
If the sound of the bowstring is thundered and thundered, the blue-and-dark arrow of the paint will be plucked out, like a sacred rainbow flying above nine days, and the hollow will be directly cut into a straight crack.
The fierce and fierce temper is plucking with this arrow, turning into a horrible light, roaring away.
boom!
The next moment, the twenty-nine sages who had just escaped from the big squad were as hit by the comet.
The void there was drowned by the fierce horror of terror.
In the distance, blood green clothes and other people are tight and tight, and their looks suddenly change, a terrible arrow!
When you look at the past again, the blood in the field is flying and screaming, and the scene is like a purgatory in the world!

PS: Everyone can rest assured that this battle will definitely be finished tonight, and you can't stop sleeping!