Chapter 609: Crazy Miro (2)

After the Solo swordsmanship, Luo Hu was taken care of by the oysters, Gongsun 交 gave the Solo swords and the Sen Luo Jianfu to Chu Tian.
With the "Dream of the Dream", the anti-crime of the gods, how can all the strategic arrangements of Mi Luozi be able to survive?
This metal squadron has long been waiting for the elite army under the arm of the Miroshi; and this Solo swordsmanship is precisely for the power of the 800 hundred robbing forces.
For this big battle, with the help of Mi Luozi to order the construction of the transmission array, the Taiping believers of Chutian have already opened up countless localities within a billion miles, and now they are driving this big battle. It is the endless spirit of the heavens and the earth contained in countless veins within a billion miles.
The one who controlled this big battle was also the power of 800 hundred robberies. It was the man who was seconded by Gong Tian in the three months before the outbreak of the Great War, and they all used the identity of Tian Ting. The secret sneak into the mountain gods of Chutian is for this battle today.
The two sides are quite equal, and they are quite similar. However, Chu Tian’s side is unintentional, and even the Sen Luojian array has trapped the enemy.
I was forced to scream and struggle with the 80-year-old power of Mi Luozi. In the face of the same training as the 800-year-old Sen Luo Jian Zhen, they were caught unprepared, and they were seriously injured when they contacted, and more than 100 people were seriously injured. dead.
Miroshi’s incredible ‘watch’ scene, he turned his head sharply and wanted to say something to Chutian.
The words have not yet been exported, and the eight hundred talents that Chu Tian seconded have joined forces to provoke the Sen Luo Jian Fu.
Luo Huxiu is a low-level person, and his life is extremely limited. He can use the Solo sword to break through the mother's nest of a family of horns. Nowadays, the eight hundred can join forces to promote the endless world. The spirit is swallowed up, and this Sen Luo Jian Fu finally broke out the horror power he deserved.
A transparent figure of up to a hundred feet emerged out of thin air. He held a long sword and waved blankly.
The silent annihilation of the Wanli Mountain Ridge, a black lacquered large pit with a diameter of 10,000 miles in the field, the 800-year-old catastrophe instantly vanished. The eight hundred powers that control the sword array simultaneously pointed to the southeast. This transparent figure was swept away with a sword, and the one billion-year-old monk with great hopes of the Miro newspaper suddenly became a fog.
On the ground, countless metal cymbals marched forward with neat steps, and the chaotic fire screamed sharply. A group of black and red fires covered everything. Breaking through, countless monks who deliberately stayed in Chutian were completely overwhelmed by the fire.
Anyone with a discerning eye can see that the general side of the Miro has gone.
Chu Tian stood in front of Miro, and said slowly: "Some people say that this seat will take at least 5,000 years to unify the mountains."
With a smile, Chu Tian secluded and said: "Five thousand years is too long, we are only vying for the night... In fact, you are such a person, you are not the opponent of this seat. You are the rich family of this family. Pride, how can I fight with me? I am a wolf who can desperately eat for food, and you, but a piece of bones that have been raised by the splendid piles, are soft..."
The face of Mi Luozi was red and white. The triangle of the gods behind him rose and the tree on the gods spurted infinite fire. A wave of horrible hot floods swept in all directions, and the vast mountain shrine Instantly flooded by fire, the entire hill was melted into magma.
"罗不平! This game, you won! Wuliangshan to you, your life, bring it to me!" Mi Luozi screamed and shouted, all over the body, a set of red-red gods hanging on his body Stretching his hand to the bottom of the boiling magma, the infinite heat condensed into a long flame of rising flames, appearing in his hands out of thin air.
The Mi Luozi stepped on a lotus-like fire, and the body shape brought a stream of light to Chutian, and the long scorpion became a chest thorn.
On the cloud, Gongsun’s frowns:
A good rogue Milo, hehe!

Gongsun’s stepping out of the clouds is about to fly to Chutian. The fire cloud that has just appeared suddenly flashes out of thin air. The red-hearted emperor walked out of the shrine in the fire cloud, and stood faceless. In front of Gongsun.
"Hey, are you going to have bad rules?" Red Heart Emperor said indifferently: "The following people do, what do you mix?"
Gongsun’s look looked coldly at the Red Emperor:
Red heart, who is bad? We have agreed that people above the power of the robbery are not allowed to shoot!

The red-hearted emperor smiled: "What we have agreed is that they are not allowed to shoot above the power of the robbery, but there is no agreement. They can't take the shots themselves. So, uh, let's just look at the results quietly. The infinite mountains have lost to you, do you care about this?"
Gongsun Yan looked at the red heart emperor with no expression.
The red-hearted emperor smiled and looked at the Gongsun, and the corner of his eye was a quick glance at Xiqiaojun and others. His face twitched and he was envious and jealous of Gongsun, and he could not wait for a sword to die. This group of VIPs grabbed their own home in the southern heaven.
Long sputum stabbed, heat waves hit people, and the front is difficult.
Chutian slammed back and slammed back with the fastest speed. Now he is Luo Ping, not Chu Tian. Luo Weiping is a smashing of the ruined family. There is no weapon in the hand.
In the face of the heavily armed Miroshi, ‘roaring’ is simply impossible to cope with.
Not to mention, the dead wood rafts of the ‘Luoping’ cultivation are just being restrained by the Miriam.
Retreat, retreat at the fastest speed.
Mi Luozi was chasing after him, and his hands were swaying in the sky. The sky was fiery red, and the ground was even more deliberately sown by a miscellaneous dragon. Where the red-red gods passed, the hills were melted into magma, a city, a village, and countless settlements. Countless low-ranking monks and mortal people were burned to ashes.
Mi Luozi 'giggle' smirked, he intended to do so.
"Tai Ping teaches? Taiping believers? Haha, you dare to betray me, then all go to hell!" Mi Luozi was particularly bright, and his eyes were red and he had completely lost his mind.
Eight hundred hundred robbery power, one billion and a half steps up the big monk, all over!
This is the reinforcement of Mi's family to Mi Luozi. It is a family aid provided by Mi Luozi to build merit in the Wuliang Mountains. This power is also precious to the family, and is a backbone of the family.
However, it is all over!
It’s all the time, it’s all over.
Mi Luozi does not know how to explain to the family, he can only hysterically push himself into a crazy situation, and then let go and kill!
"Give me a kill!" Mithro's hysterical screaming, more than a thousand red fires on his head tree fell, turning into more than a thousand small suns whistling to the mountains below.
The sky was full of fire, the natural disasters came, and hundreds of millions of souls looked at the endless fires on their heads, and at the same time sent out a desperate sorrow.