Vol 6 Chapter 292: Domineering

Chapter 292, domineering
The third chapter was sent, and Meng Lei’s domineering debut. Church
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The snow is flying, and the earth is covered in silver.
The year is approaching, the roads are scarce, and occasionally passing by are also rushing away, no one wants to stay in this ice and snow for a half.
At the foot of the Qianji Zong, on the avenue in front of the mountain gate.
One person walked on the avenue, and the snow of the goose feathers flicked off as he was about to fall, as if there was an invisible hood on his body.
Along the way, he did not have any snow on his body.
The man with a headscarf, shirtless upper body, black and muscular lines, in this ice and snow, even if the master of the empty world can not stand the chill, but he looks like this, it can be seen that repair is not weak.
The most surprising thing is that he carries a pair of sarcophagi on his back.
The stone sarcophagus is dark green, like a moss covered, there is no peculiarity in the body, but this stone scorpion weighs at least a thousand pounds, but it is strange to see it on the back but not a trace of it.
Silently walking towards the mountain gate, his eyes were filled with a hollow.
"What?"
"I want to worship the teacher early next year, and now the year is off, the thousand machines do not accept disciples."
The Shoushan disciple shouted loudly that there was no high momentum in the tone, but instead a goodwill reminder. The juveniles in front of their hearts are absolutely good.
Moreover, the inexplicable feeling of an evil hit the heart, can not help but tremble.
"I am looking for someone."
The eyes that recited the empty eyes were slightly raised, and a faint spit out.
The voice just fell, the two shoushan disciples are more chilly, the heart is like frozen.
"You, who are you looking for?" asked one of the disciples. Because it was too cold, the voice became a bit awkward. They were just outside disciples, and the strength did not reach even the realm of refining.
Otherwise they will not fall to the gate of the mountain.
"My young master." The reciting person is cold again, and the voice is as if it is in hell.
"What is your young master's name?" There was a trace of impatience in the voice of the defender, and his heart secretly complained that he was cold, and he felt colder when he spoke to him. He thought about just giving him a reason to send him.
"Qin "") "Reciting people faintly, just saying the word "Qin Tian", the eyes flashed a sharp light, with thoughts.
"Without this person, hurry."
The Shoushan disciple didn't even think about it, immediately said.
The teenager who carries the coffin is Meng Lei.
The one who was once 250 kilograms of fat man, thick and fat, is a fat man who is too wise, but at this time there is no such kind of honesty on his face, but he is calm and restrained, with a hint of chill.
Qin Xiangtian laid down the cliff, refining and refining in the blood pool for thirteen years, and finally absorbed all the blood and water in the blood pool, breaking through the ancient formation and climbing to the top.
Going back to this world and discovering that everything has changed.
The Qin family became the largest family in Qinghe City. The great elder Qin Xiangtian died. The patriarch Qin Zhantian also died, and Qin Tian went to the Qianji Zong.
To this end, he was looking for a thousand machine.
In the past ten years, Qin Tian is the only person he cares about, because Qin Tian is his young master.
Shoushan disciple's ‘no such person’ let him cool from the bottom to the bottom, looking up at the falling university, and gently said:
Young master, where are you?

Turn around, shrug, lower your head, like an old man, step by step, step away...
"Qin Tian, ​​Qin Tian, ​​I remembered. Didn't he be beaten into a magical disciple by the three elders of the elders ten years ago?"
"It was really, when it was a sensation, it shocked the whole fairyland."
"Yeah, from that moment on, the machine has been unlucky, and the forces have plummeted. Even the top ten sects are not guaranteed. Now they are second-rate sects, oh..."
During their conversation, Meng Lei, who had already gone far, suddenly stopped, slowly turned, his eyes sank, his body moved slightly, and instantly appeared in front of the mountain gate, directly holding the neck of one of his disciples and lifting it to the semi-airway. : "What happened to my young master?"
"Let, let go, let go of me, here is the Thousand Machines." His face was pale and his voice was rushing.
Another disciple suddenly took out the sword and attacked it with a sword.
Meng Lei glared at him, and a breath of his body instantly hit.
"Hey!"
The long sword in the hands of the disciples was broken into two pieces. The man was even more dumbfounded, constantly retreating and ran towards the top of the mountain.
The disciple who was lifted to the air, danced with all four limbs, grabbed the headscarf on Qin Tiantou with one hand, and his eyes were terrified, "Devil,,, Devil, Devil!"
The headscarf fell, revealing a bald-headed bald head, and the lotus on the bald head, bloody, like lines.
"Say, what happened to my young master. ("")"
Meng Lei was furious, glaring at King Kong, his eyes were like two swords, sharp and incomparable.
"He, he, he was beaten into the magic circle by the three elders, forever, and will never come out."
"Can't you ever come out?"
Meng Lei said coldly and then released it. The disciple fell down weakly. After a long time, he woke up and turned his head. Meng Lei had already disappeared on the road up the mountain.
There was no one on the avenue, and even the disciples of the sect did not see it.
Since the unintentional summoning of the magical array, the entire Tianyuan continent has been turbulent.
The Seal of the Devils seals the head of the Ten Devils, the Huangquan Emperor of the Almighty Saints, and the tens of thousands of devils. As long as they break the seal of the Tiantu of the Kowloon Town, they will be saved. When the Mozu counterattacks the Immortals, it is simply at your fingertips. .
In the past ten years, thousands of talents have withered and their forces have been separated.
From the original heyday, hundreds of thousands of disciples to the current tens of thousands of disciples, the strength of even the second-rate Xianzong did not, if there is not the lord Long Xiaotian and the three great elders to support the scene, the thousand machine sect may even destruction.
"Who dares to marry me at the gate?"
"When I have a thousand machines?"
A big drink was passed down in midair, forming a strong pressure, and Meng Lei, who was flying towards the moment, pressed.
"roll!"
Meng Lei’s eyes sank and he sighed in the sky.
The smashing of the invisible pressure shock, not only that, the elders of the reincarnation of the realm of the reincarnation are even squirting a blood, the body twitches more than a few seconds, and the eyes are stunned!
Spike!
A stern apprentice who directly kills the reincarnation of the realm.
Overbearing.
When the elders of the outer door died, they immediately alerted other elders. Dozens of elders from the outer door did not start first, but quickly flew in the direction of the inner door.
Meng Lei step by step, the whole thousand machine is in a trembling.
"嗡!!!"
A loud noise, the inner door guards the mountain to start.
The streamer shimmered, and the incomparably powerful force surged out.
Protecting the mountains and having a powerful force, even if it is a normal big perfection, there is no way.
Nowadays, the thousand machine sects have been scared. When they encounter an enemy attack, they will start the mountain squad and reduce unnecessary casualties. If it was before, it would definitely be tens of thousands of people rushing out and Wan Jian murdered.
Meng Lei stopped in front of the nurses' array, his eyes staring, his shoulders moving, the stone shovel on his back fell, and the bang was banged, and the bluestone under the stone smashed into powder.
"Giggle..."
Meng Lei's body swayed gently, and the whole body's bones rang loudly, and the whole body became reddish. The blood lotus on the head was even more enchanting.
"drink!!!"
Meng Lei sighed, his arms suddenly smashed twice, the blue veins violent, the fists agitated, and roared out.
"call……"
"Booming!"
A punch burst, the guardian mountain swayed, the boxing wind had not yet fallen, and another punch burst out, followed by a thunderous bang.
"Hey, hey, hehe..."
One punch is heavier than a punch, and each punch is purely powerful and bombarded. It contains millions of force, and all the punches are hit at one point.
"Hey..."
"The big mountain guardian is going to crack!"
"The demons are going to attack."
The inner disciple screamed in panic.
"Boom!"
"Dangdang."
The powerful guardian of the mountain was so smashed by Meng Lei with his fist.
Gently picking up the stone scorpion, stepping into the inner door, bowing forward, as if breaking through the mountain guardian is not him at all, silently recited a word in his mouth.
"Young Master, I will definitely save you, I will kill all those who bully you..."
"There is too much deception. Is it really my class?"
Nangong Lie violently rushed out from the Tianyang Palace, and the whole body burned like a fire, and the breath released was extremely strong.
Nangong Lie, Qiankun first order.
In the past ten years, I have gained countless gold and gold, and finally broke through the realm of Qiankun six months ago, and the strongest among the Eight Great Palaces.
In a step and ten, in an instant, the powerful force between heaven and earth constantly poured into him.
See the bald head of Meng Lei, two eyes a meal, killing and recruiting.
The flames rise from the body, and the cultivation is the god-level fire system. A set of fire fists has reached the point of becoming a ruin.
Meng Lei slightly looked up, looked sideways, stopped for a half, saw Nangong Lie rushed up, no change on his face, still bowed his head.
However, his pace is somewhat different from the previous one.
There is a lot of phantasm at the foot, and there is no speed. It seems that I have already taken 10 million steps when I take a step.
"Dead!" Nangong Lie was heavily drinking.
Meng Lei sneered a little, and his right leg lifted slightly.
"Hey, hey, hehe..."
"Boom!"
Nangong violently spit blood, and flew out, heavy squatting on a stone wall, the stone wall quickly cracked open, and finally the sound of 哗 , fell.
Bombing!
dead.
When I came to the inner gate square, I was not filled with inner-door disciples, but no one dared to take the shot. Even Nangong Lie, who was in the realm of Qiankun, died, and they would not even be opponents.
Meng Lei stopped and looked up at the sky in the air, bursting out, "Get out!"
"Booming!"
The sound is like a huge thunder, and the whole sky is like a blast.
"court death!"
Long Xiaotian screamed and angered. In the past ten years, his lord has suppressed too much anger. Since Qin Tian said that he colluded with the Mozu to deal with the lord's possession, he suffered tremendous pressure from the whole.
If there is a demon who kills the door, can he not be angry?
Seeing a demon lotus on Meng Lei's bald head, his heart sighed and screamed, and the powerful and powerful perfection was reduced by the sky and slammed down.
The bluestone slabs on the square do not break open, and Meng Lei’s forehead is also covered with fine cold sweat. His eyes are slightly raised, his hands are suddenly printed, his blood is shining, his feet are dark and red, like a root. The filaments spread rapidly.
In the end, within a radius of one foot, the blood red is very incomparable~EbookFREE.me~ After the formation, the blood water rolls out, Meng Lei is even more angry, "blood lotus field..."
With a sip of water, the blood of a square will instantly form a lotus shape, and the power of dark red will rise to the sky.
"嘭!!!"
Long Xiaotian’s great perfection was instantly disintegrated, and the heart-wrenching earthquake was extremely uncomfortable.
"Booming..."
A flash of lightning broke through the sky, and the silver-gray sky suddenly exploded.
Then, the wind was raging, and the deep vortex of the clouds was rolled up over the thousands of sects. The power of terror was infiltrated from the inside.
"Nine days of Xuan Lei."
"Heaven robbery, someone is robbing..."