Chapter 1106: If you don't go, die!

If the first one hundred and six hundred chapters do not go, they will die!
"Not good!"
In the middle of the three battles of Zhu Xiantang, there is a feeling of heart, as if there is a terrible existence in the Taiji yin and yang.
"town!"
The power of the crazy law flocked to the two women as a frenzy. The next moment, the claw that protruded from the yin and yang taiji figure, smothered the force of the other's law.
The two women were shocked. The power of the two of them was too little, and there was a bit of difficulty in the face, but the body behind the giant claws was still slowly extending from the yin and yang taiji.
"Good, good!"
Seeing that the second woman could compete with the mid-term monks in the battlefield, the nearby monks suddenly took a sigh of relief and looked at the scene with horror.
At the same time, a group of figures came across the air, the Eastern Holocaust, Li Mingxi, Niu Dazhuang, Jiang Qing and others stood in the void, frowning at this scene.
"How? What?"
After the paragraph handsome and Duan Feifei followed the crowd, the nervous opening asked.
"The two hoes are fighting against the mid-term monk in the battlefield. It seems that they should be able to take advantage of it, but if the other party is shot together, I am afraid..."
The oriental catastrophe frowns slightly, and there is a hint of worry in the eyes.
"It’s so strong, it’s more than I have.

Duan handsome looked at the two women, sighed, and paused, he smiled and said: "The late monk in the battle hall of Zhu Xiantang, has been circulated around the Lingwu mainland, and it is estimated that it can delay some time.

"Just, this time doesn't seem to be enough..."
The Eastern Holocaust looks a little dignified.
Roar!
In the Taiji figure, there was another roar, and the dragon that was several miles long finally broke out. As the gods came, it brought endless pressure to everyone. The man in the middle of the battle hall was exposed. A trace of anger, the next moment, he was swept away by the tail of the dragon, and instantly disappeared into the eyes of everyone.
"Go together!"
The rest of the two people looked at the scene with shock and immediately reacted. They also refused to be shameful and not shameful. If they could not suppress the two women today, it would be true to let Yan Xiantang lose face.
"The situation is a bit bad."
The Eastern Holocaust and others have a hint of worry in their eyes.
After the other two joined together, the second woman was obviously struggling, and the dragon could not win the upper hand. Instead, she was defeated by the fight.
"If the power of our laws can be condensed to a thousand, these two will not be so difficult to deal with!"
Xiaoyue’s heart secretly thought that there was a feeling of fatigue in the body, and the power of her and Zuo Linger’s law would soon be exhausted.
The body of the dragon is getting weaker and lighter.
"Ha ha ha! Can you support it for a long time?"
The other two people laughed wildly, and there was a hint of chill in their eyes. One of them held the dragon, and the other directly reached for the second woman!
"Not good! Shantou is dangerous!"
Duan handsome's face showed a rush of color, and did not wait for everyone to react. He directly hit the two men, but with his cultivation, he could not hurt the defendant.
"court death!"
Feeling the provocation of the ants, the middle-aged monk who was hit in the middle of the battlefield swept the cold and swept a handsome look, deeply remembered his appearance, and after solving the two women, he would The ant ants who dared to provoke themselves caught up and made him die!
"Linger, you go first!"
Xiaoyue suddenly loosened the palm of his hand with Zuo Linger, and reached out to push her hand on her chest, but she greeted each other. Zuo Linger had no time to react and was pushed out to hundreds of feet. Shocked to see this scene, his face showed a trace of despair and sadness.
"Give me the suppression!"
The mid-term monk in the battlefield was exposed to the hustle and bustle. When he was about to suppress Xiaoyue, suddenly, a black palm print, as if falling from the sky, fell directly on the mid-term monk in the battlefield, he was miserable. As soon as the body begins to enter a poisonous state.
The flesh flakes from him, and no matter how he uses it, he can resist the horrible toxins in this invasion.
This change caused another monk in the middle of the battlefield to sneak a bit. This blind effort was directly injured by the dragon, and then the dragon completely disappeared into the air.
"Moon sister! Are you okay?"
Zuo Linger quickly flew to Xiaoyue's side, a nervous face.
"I...nothing."
Xiaoyue nodded subconsciously.
"Who is it! Dare to intervene in my fairy church!"
The two seriously injured Duo Dunzhong mid-term monks immediately stood together and looked up with vigilance. The mid-term monk who had been killed by the dragon before was also slowly flying back. Seeing this change, in the eyes Flashed a trace of suspicious color, but the two still quickly inspire the power of the law, a constant flow into the poisoned monk, for his drive toxins, his flesh and blood peeling speed, this is a little ease.
The rest of the people couldn't help but look up in shock and saw that there was a purple figure standing in the sun.
"what?"
The face of the Eastern Holocaust and others suddenly showed a trace of suspicious color. This figure seems to be somewhat familiar.
"Mo愁 sister?"
Xiaoyue suddenly shouted with a surprise.
Mo Zhen sister?
In the mind of Zuo Linger, she flashed a face, and immediately, her face also showed a hint of surprise.
Purple figure slowly fell in front of the two women, Li Mozhen looked coldly and glanced at them, seeing that the two women were only a little off force, and did not hurt, they nodded, it was said hello, then she looked cold Looking to the three mid-term monks in the battle hall of Zhu Xiantang: "Give you time for five interest, don't leave, die."
"Who is your lord, you know that the three of us are disciples of Xian Xiantang, and the elders Mo Qing will soon come here. If you insist on helping the embers of the Temple of War, I will be ruined by you."
"Five interest has arrived!"
Li Mozhen faintly stared at the three people. The next moment, her hands swept away, but she saw the dust rising up against the wind. The faces of the three men showed a horrible color. They felt a ratio from Li Mozhen. The strength of their own strong laws, the other side, is the peak of the mid-term of the fighting, such a presence, the three of them must not be opponents, had to turn around and flee, not forgetting to leave a swearword.
"The mountains and rivers meet, you..."
The words have not been finished yet, they have been hit by the dust, like the broken wings of the birds, falling to the ground, while there are three black palm prints, respectively, hit behind the three.
The horrible toxins in the blink of an eye drowned three people.