Chapter 905: Shen Bing

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Under the cover of the Jianhe River, everything is ruined.
An Ruosong was so scared that the soul was flying, and Yue Mei was also a pretty face, and even the South and Nine monks were slightly shocked.
"Zi Tang respected, fled, we are running fast." An Ruosong's soles were soft and looked at the sword river in horror.
Just waiting for An Ruosong is a long sigh.
"Pity."
Suddenly he saw his wide sleeves waving, and in the sleeves, he leaped out of a pagoda.
The pagoda is small and exquisite, like glass, and there are six flying dragonflies, and there are six bells hanging on the flying dragonfly.
The six bells, all of which are only the size of a fist, emit a fire-like glow in the dark night, which is exceptionally good.
When I saw the little tower, the square mother’s lips trembled and shouted.
"God soldiers, towering towers!"
I can't think of it, the purple hall of the lonely moon, actually harboring such a tower.
There are both soldiers in the world, and there are soldiers.
The gods are super-detached from the existence of the heavenly spirit.
The owner of the Sifang City only knows that Zitang’s identity in the martial art is extremely honorable, but he can’t think of it. The other party actually has a soldier.
Only when the soldiers are out, the lives of all are saved.
When the pagoda came out, it flew into the air, and the tower was shrouded in the sky above Zitangsu and others.
Just listening to the bang, the tower body kept growing, and the purple hall and other people shrouded it, the town was outside the mixed Yuan Zongshan Gate.
The tower of the dead tower landed and made a muffled sound.
The Jianhe turned into a layer of sword waves, and the layers hit the tower.
When the power of the sword river comes in, the bell on the tower will be sent out.
The sword of Jianhe, the sky, could not shake the tower.
The witch saw such a soldier, under the mask, his face was dignified.
Not only that, but the tower of silence is like a myriad of divine power. Wu Zhong can feel that the demon power in his body has become extremely chaotic because of the appearance of the tower.
However, he has not had much time.
Lingyue will be taken to the forbidden area.
"Haha, sorrow, how can you be better? I tell you, your sweetheart is dead. As long as she reaches the forbidden place, the old ancestors will kill her, she will fly away, you don't want to think about it in your life." See her again.
An Ruosong saw that he was out of the predicament, and the villain was motivated to sneer at the tower.
Gray fly smoke?
These four characters fell into the ears of Wu Zhong.
As soon as he thought that Ye Lingyue would disappear forever, he only felt that the blood of his body had suddenly poured over his head.
That towering tower is the soldier, the strength of Zitang Su, and Wu Zhong did not have full grasp, and he will be defeated in a short time.
At this time, there is only one voice in Wu Zhong’s heart. Ye Lingyue is in danger. He must go to find her.
"If Ling Yue is missing a bristles, I want you to have three sects and nine sects, all of them will be buried!" Wu Zhong double eyes congested, suddenly pulled out, and rushed to the forbidden land of the mixed Yuan Zong.
"It's too late. At this moment, the little monk has already died. He coughs..." An Ruosong had not finished, and his neck was tight, and the whole person was smashed like a chicken.
"Zi Tang respects, respect you, what is this?" An Ruosong saw this clearly, and the person who grabbed his neck was Zitang.
An Ruosong is the head of the mixed Yuanzong, and he has seen it several times.
In the impression, this one-of-a-kind of the lonely moon, plain and unsmiling, has no expression on the face.
But at this time, his face showed the color of anger.
The pair never gave birth to a whirlwind of eyes, which made people feel cold.
"where is it?"
An Ruosong could not understand it for a while.
"Zi Tang respects, there is something to say, what is it?"
"Zi Tang respects, you first put down the door of An, he is going to breathe." Yue Mei also wants to discourage, knowing that Zitang Su looked at her indifferently, she felt a scalp.
"Anzhangmen, Zitang Zun is asking you, Ye Xiaoyou is somewhere, who wants to kill her?"
The Nanjiu monk is also anxious to shake his head, heart, when is it, Zitang respects, please can you say a few words.
But then again, when did Zitang Zun know Ye Lingyue?
No, it should be said that he cares about the life and death of a player who has only seen it once?
"An palm, An Qi Niang is the ghost of the emperor killed, and Ye Xiaoyou has nothing to do." The Sifang city owner also helped explain.
He also thought that An Ruosong caught Ye Lingyue to avenge An Qi Niang.
Before the Sifang City owner went out of the city, the quasi-disciplinary dragon bag pleaded, so that he must rescue Ye Lingyue.
"This...this can't be said." An Ruosong was greeted by the purple hall and the gas was too much, but he still couldn't say more.
It was at this moment that a piece of fire filled the air.
An Ruosong made a scream.
I saw his right arm and climbed a black fire.
The fire is like a strong acid, see the flesh and blood.
An Ruo Songsong’s intact right arm, in the blink of an eye, turned into a miserable white bone.
"Ah!" Yue Mei was shocked and exclaimed.
She has seen countless confessions, but she never thought that the three-story Zitang Su will use such a cruel confession.
Look at the purple hall, between the fingers, rolling a black flame.
That is... the four-party city owner swallowed.
As a refiner, he recognized the black fire at a glance, and it was the highest level of black fire in the spirit fire.
Zitang Su, he is also a refiner!
And it is the most powerful one.
Recalling the tower of the tower that was used to fight against Wu Zhong in the early days of the Church, the sound of the singer in the mind of the Sifang City.
Could it be said that the tower of the gods and soldiers was actually refining itself?
"Zi Tang Su, how dare you... how dare you abolish my right hand."
An Ruosong had a painful roll on the ground, and there was no such thing as the first major door of the nine factions.
The spirit of black fire is the highest kind of spiritual fire. The body damaged by the black fire, even if it uses the spirit of the muscles, can't cure it.
An Ruosong thought that it was safe to be rescued by Zitang, but he did not expect that the method of Zitangsu was no less inferior than that of Wu.
Zitang Su did not answer, he answered everything directly with his actions.
An Ruosong was a scream, and his left arm was swallowed up in the blink of an eye.
An Ruo Song, who lost his arms, is still a bit hard.
"It is the ancestors of the mixed yuan who want to catch Ye Lingyue. He said that some people in the gods want to kill Ye Lingyue. Others, I don't know anything."
When An Ruosong just finished, Zitang’s fingertips slammed into the chest of An Ruosong, and the latter only felt that Dantian in the body burst open, and the front was black and died.
Did he suddenly abolish An Ruosong and take a step into the realm of An Ruosong?
Zitang Su... Who is he?
In the stunned crowd, Zitang Su did not explain, step by step, people have disappeared into the night.