Chapter 1063: Good old you

"That's the man!"
Hearing the footsteps of the heart, the monks at the scene changed their faces.
When this guy had not appeared before, the sound of footsteps made everyone feel a great deal of pressure.
At this time, the other party came out of the blood, even though it was a humanoid, but the feeling was like an ancient monster, suddenly, tearing the void, and raging out.
At this moment, even hurricanes were blowing in the temple.
"Where is that guy."
The guy wearing the armor slowly turned his head and glanced at the crowd, looking a little confused.
I felt the existence of that guy before.
But why, at this time, the distance is close, but you can't feel it?
At the same time, Chu Yan felt that the person behind the gate of had no voice.
Recalling the previous attitude and the words of the guy in front of him, Chu Yan quickly concluded that the guy in armor was looking for someone.
"Is this your old friend?" Chu Yan asked in his heart.
Behind the gates of hell, it was extremely quiet.
Even the monsoon that blows all year round, at this moment, Chu Yan couldn't feel it.
"It doesn't matter if you don't say it, I think so anyway." Chu Yan sneered.
The guy wearing the armor just accidentally exposed a very important message.
He came from at least five thousand years ago.
If he was looking for the one behind the gates of hell.
Then the man behind the gates of hell, at least five thousand years ago, can be regarded as a person.
In addition, if this so-called Big Demon Palace is the former palace behind the gate of hell, if you add the address and the address, you will not be able to find out your true identity.
Chu Yan was thinking about it. Behind the gate of Hell, a familiar intermittent voice came suddenly.
"He ... you can't beat ..."
"How to know without trying." Chu Yan snorted coldly.
But although she was not convinced, Chu Yan was extremely vigilant.
He knew the strength of the one behind the gates of hell.
This is the presence of Wang Ba's spirit, and the ancestor of Qingqiumen must obediently send his soul up.
He said that he is not the opponent of the other party, so even if he is not convinced again, this matter is 90% true.
"That guy, where is it."
At this time, the guy in armor made a metallic friction sound.
"Who the are you, and how did you get into the Lingling Road?" The white monk frowned, shouting sharply.
"I just said that no one dared to speak to me like this five thousand years ago."
"Now it is not five thousand years ago, so I did mysterious work ..." The last word "virtual" of Monk Baiyi had not yet spoken, and his eyes were suddenly fixed.
At this moment, he just felt that the hairs of his whole body were rising.
The unprecedented fear filled his heart.
Almost instinctively, he shouted, his body quickly retreated, and the sword in his hand trembled.
"Lonely smoke in the desert!"
boom!
The swordman waved, and the sand storm rose suddenly on the ground, a dragon-shaped whirlwind straightened into the sky, the sound of a dragon groan broke out, and it rolled towards the position of the armor.
Suddenly, the surrounding vitality was all locked up, the sand particles rubbed fiercely in the air, and they constantly collided with the dazzling Mars.
"Ants."
The armour snorted, his arm waved violently, and his five fingers volleyed and scratched.
Hey!
Five cyan lights, like the claws, tore the rolling sandstorm into pieces.
Qingmang broke through the sandstorm, and his castration continued unabated. In a flash, he was forced to face the monk in white.
At this moment, these five green awns gave the monk in white a kind of towering mountain and wanted to suppress himself and never feel overturned.
Despair immediately spread in my heart.
But at this moment, a white light suddenly appeared on the white monk's chest.
A stalk-like thing flew out, colliding with Qingmang in midair.
Others didn't know what it was, but Chu Yan's gaze immediately recognized that what looked like dust was actually the white donkey's tail.
When I saw this monk in white before, Chu Yan didn't see his white donkey.
Originally thought the other party did not bring in.
It now appears that the other party is carrying a secret weapon, or has a magic weapon similar to the echo ring, which can put living things in it.
At this moment, the white donkey felt that the owner was in trouble, and immediately hesitated to rescue him.
This process is lightning fast.
Almost instantly, the tail of the white donkey was blown open by Qingmang.
There was a mournful cry in the blood.
The white light immediately fell into the chest of the white monk, and was never seen again.
However, because of this white donkey's shot, there was a momentary stagnation on the way of the five green awns.
Taking advantage of this stagnation, the monk in white shivered and returned to God.
There was a look of grief and indignation in his eyes. He bit his tongue sharply, stimulated the brain with severe pain, dispelled the desperate emotion in his heart, and made a long howl, jumping back again, in order to get rid of these five green envelopes. range.
"Will it go?" There was a scornful voice under the armor.
In the midst of the sky, the five green awns suddenly burst into brilliance.
At this moment, as if five horrible scars burning with blue flames appeared in the void, they yanked forward.
Hey!
There was an incredible look on the monk's face.
His body was split into pieces of various sizes at this moment.
Open your eyes hard and stare at the armor, as if you want to see the appearance of the opponent's armor before dying again.
At this time, glaucoma condensed.
boom!
The body of the white monk burst into a thick mist of blood.
Large swaths of blood spots sputtered to the ground, leaving an astonishing array of radiation.
Seeing this scene, the people's breathing was stagnant, but they felt that the spine was cold and numb, rising from the soles of the feet, cracking along the spine, and exploding the scalp.
The purple smoke and monsters used to be weird and scary.
And the guy wearing armor in front of him, as soon as he shot, let everyone at the scene feel the absolute crushing in strength.
With no movement of his body, volleying casts spells like killing an ant, killing a monk at the same level as them.
What did this guy say 5,000 years ago!
Just when the crowd was in shock, the armored guy turned his head and turned towards the monk with a bow and arrow in his hand.
"You just pointed at me."
The faint words, in the ears of the monk holding the bow and arrow, suddenly looked like a lifesaver.
He only felt that his internal organs were filled with ice and water.
Under extreme fear, extreme anger erupted.
"I won't let you kill ..."
Hum!
The cyan torn suddenly emerged behind him, then pressed down.
The monk didn't even have a chance to respond, and was instantly torn to pieces.
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