Chapter 520: The West Wilderness is just like this... (fourth...

The violent roar sounded suddenly between the heavens and the earth, and the dazzling light was like the ability to pierce the heavens and the earth. With the lingering aftermath of the horror sweeping, it was swept the whole world in an instant.
"Two elders!"
Seeing that the two elders blew themselves in the battlefield, all the disciples of the Muximen were blind, and they were like crazy, and they rushed to the West, and the tragic war continued!
"The old man has said that there is only one end of the recalcitrant, that is, the chicken and the dog do not stay!"
The face of the high priest was full of sensational colors, and the mouth whispered, and when he looked at the people below, he did not have any feelings.
The look of the ancestors of the wooden family was mournful, and there was anger on his face. However, he was still unable to break free from the entanglement of the high priest when he was shot, and he was blocked by him.
The bright red blood keeps flowing, and a drop of blood rain falls from the sky, just like the cry of the gods.
The people on the ground have long been numb, whether it is the people of the wooden door, or the monks of the West, the thoughts in their minds are only killing! Constantly killing!
As time goes by, there are more and more dead bodies on the ground, and there are fewer and fewer living people. The entire wooden door is up and down, leaving only 10,000 disciples still struggling to fight and unyielding. fighting.
Although the number of people in the Western Expedition has also decreased, it is much better than the people in Muximen. Even in the kind of life-changing play of Muximen, there are still nearly a thousand monks surviving.
The one-sided slaughter situation is slowly presented. At this moment of the battle, no matter the numerous Muximen disciples, or the wooden family ancestors, the heart is desperate.
"Kill! For the sake of the wood!!"
On the occasion of the desperation of everyone, Mu Chen’s mouth still screamed and rushed toward the west of the West, causing the attention of everyone around him.
"A kid in Danyang is even dare to be so arrogant!"
Looking at the appearance of Mu Chen's constant smothering, a Yuan Tianjing's Western Wilderness snorted in a cold voice, and his body shape suddenly appeared in the woods not far away.
"Mu Chen!"
"Mu Shaoye!"
"Chen Er!"
I saw the monk who was born in Yuantianjing rushing toward Muchen. The many disciples around the world had changed their looks. They all exclaimed, even the wooden ancestors who were fighting with the high priest, their faces were also Showing a nervous look.
Among the crowd, Mu Yun’s face was even white, and he rushed toward Muchen, trying to save Muchen. But when her figure was just moving, the West Worship was already in front of Muchen.
"It seems that you are very important to these people. If you kill you, you will be able to make them feel painful!"
The face of this Western Wilderness showed a sensation of color, and with a sneer, it was a sudden shot to Muchen.
Feeling the horrible palm of the hand, Mu Chen’s face showed unwillingness and powerlessness, as if he had closed his eyes.
But when Mu Chen closed his eyes, a calm voice suddenly sounded from his ear and echoed in the square.
"Luo has not completed his own agreement, you have to give up?"
The calm voice continued to reverberate, clearly falling into the wooden ear, making Muchen's eyes suddenly open, his face showing an incredible look.
I saw in front of Muchen, I don’t know when there was a tall and straight figure. A robes danced in the wind, revealing a delicate face, it was Luoyang from the ancestral land!
"Luoyang predecessors?!"
Looking at Luo Yang, who suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, Mu Chen’s mouth could not help but make a cry. When the sound spread throughout the square, it immediately attracted a look of gaze to Luo Yang.
"Really Luoyang!!!"
"This is great, we are saved!"
"The wooden door will win..."
The sound of exclamations has come and gone, not only the many monks of Muximen have come to see them, but even the numerous repairs of the Western Expedition are also looking at Luoyang. For a while, the eyes in the entire battlefield are gathered together. Luo Yang body.
"He didn't actually leave..."
Above the tiger, the beautiful face of Musk showed an unexpected color, and immediately flicked and flicked, and his face passed a trace of worry.
"It looks like you are more important than this guy..."
Not far from Muchen, the look of the West Wilderness was changed. After the eyes were swept away from Luoyang, a smirk appeared on his face. When the cold laughter fell, it was already a palm print.
"Predecessors are careful!" Feeling the pressure of the palm, Muchen's face changed, and quickly shouted.
The look of Royan was not the slightest fluctuation. When he looked up and looked forward, his feet glimpsed a little, and a black and yellow gas immediately rushed out of the ground and slammed into the palm print.
The palm prints burst into smashing, but the sacred yellow gas did not stop for a moment. Under the horror of the West, he suddenly slammed on him.
boom!
The fierce roar screamed, and the Western Expedition had no room for rebellion. It was a flesh and blood splash that turned into a bright red blood.
"This kid is weird, killing him together!"
When I saw Luo Yang’s blow, I killed the name of the West, and the rest of the Western monks changed their faces, and said coldly.
When the sound fell, the seven figures flew out of the crowd and screamed at Luoyang. The seven people who flew out were all repaired by Yuan Tianjing, and the one that was headed by the West was repaired. The fluctuations that were exercised were even more than half a step!
"The West Worship is just like this..." After the eyes swept over the seven figures, Luo Yang said faintly.
Almost at the same time as his voice fell, his figure was turned into a black light, and instantly disappeared from the place. The next moment appeared in front of a monk in the mid-term of seven people.
"broken!"
Luo Yang’s voice suddenly came out, and the name of the Western Wilderness was then retreat, and it was blasted and turned into a flesh and blood.
Not waiting for the other six to reflect, Luo Yang’s figure has already passed by and appeared in front of another monk in Yuanyuan.
"you……"
The face of the monk changed. Just about to open the door, Luo Yang’s finger had fallen between his eyebrows, and the whole head was instantly split.
"No... this person is too... terrible!!"
The sound of horror continued to sound. Seeing that Luo Yang so quickly killed two Yuan Tianjing monks, Rao was the repair of those who were in the West, but also horrified, and hurriedly retreated.
"What's so scary! He is only a human being." The half-footed person who led the head snorted and shouted loudly.
But his voice has not yet fallen, and a fierce sword light has already passed by him, bringing his horrified head!