Chapter 667: Hit the Hawks

Luo Yang felt, knowing that an enemy was sitting in Yuntou to watch the battle.
This great enemy must be a saint, and it is not an ordinary saint.
The sacred breath is as bright as the sun, and the fierce flames are extremely fierce, causing the climate change between heaven and earth unconsciously.
"The Archaic Zhu family sent out such a powerful saint, but I was here to seize the imperial power, but he did not stand on the sidelines, and he didn't mean anything to protect. Oh, it seems that there are disputes everywhere, and the Zhu family is not a monolithic one. Unity is only relative. "Luo Yang pretended not to know, and continued to reap the lives of those lower and middle emperors. Now that we have the courage to come and rob, we must prepare for the annihilation of the whole army.
"Damn it! We were fooled. Zhu Tiancheng deliberately pitted me and waited!" Zhu Jiaying sent the emperor to scream, and now it is too late to know that it is a pit. Luo Yang has no benevolence for the woman. People are for temptation, but for harvest now.
In the clouds, the four people of Zhu Gucha stood trembling beside Zhu Tiancheng. They were just the median emperor. They thought they were amazing, but when they saw the frozen blue light spreading, the human like a of killing slaughtered with a big sword, and his heart was cold. Coldly, he couldn't help but touch his head and said: "It's still the uncle who has eyesight and knows that the other party is not easy to provoke, so the four of us almost jumped in."
Luo Yang did n’t have time to control what the Zhu Ancient Temple thought. The power of the palace had completely evolved. The blue light from the Taicang temple was rampant. Under the control of the palace of Amisia, even the emperor-level characters fell into it for a short time. I couldn't break away.
Only this kind of magical cold energy, which is rare in the world, can play such a terrifying role.
In fact, for Luo Yang, he only did two transactions. The first business was on the Blue Devils Ice Field, especially when Kun Ling faced the Taicang Temple, pouring God's grace to break the temple was equivalent to using God's grace for magical cold energy.
The second business is the battle ahead, with magical cold in exchange for imperial power. If the gods were to know Luo Yang's method of exchange, he had to vomit blood. Divine graciousness is much more advanced than imperial imperialism. Redeeming from top to bottom is obviously a loss-making business!
However, Luo Yang does not think this is a loss-making business. Shenen is useless to him, and storage for too long can easily attract the attention of relative gods, or should be called surveillance.
Bai Xiubei and Black Capricorn are also in action, but their speed is inferior to Luo Yang, and their lethality is much worse. You must know that Luo Yang ’s bones are imprinted with Xuantian Battle Pattern, and this Xuantian Battle Pattern has devoured the god-level battle pattern crystal, and its power is so outrageously strong that the Taichong sword has no trace every time it strikes, even a trace of light and shadow cannot be seen. The lethality is terrifying.
"Click, click, click ..."
Even the head of the seventh-level emperor was cut off by Luo Yang, and under the magical cold bondage, the leapfrog war became particularly easy.
However, the eighth-level emperor is an insurmountable heaven, and their defense is super strong, not to mention those emperor-level characters who are vast and immense! These Swire strongmen can only be restricted, but they cannot be wiped out.
Even so, Luo Yang also killed enough, the enemies below the eighth-level emperor were almost completely destroyed, and they got the net worth of these emperors. The heads and the body fell into the sky copper city, and many people could be completed in time. .
"Go forward at full speed." Luo Yang shouted.
"Moo!" Kun Ling stretched out his head and hands and feet, stroking his body hard. Those large paladins lost their master control, encountered a blue chill, and it was no longer effective. With the killed emperor, they fell into the sky copper city, and their own slaves picked up loot for emergency treatment.
"We can't let them run away. Today our face is getting big." There was the danger of the Zhu family emperor, stretching out his arms to tear the frozen air, hitting a black light to the Kunling spirit.
"Moo, Moo, Moo ..."
Kunling Roar, as a strategic war beast, besides breathing, is it really impossible to fight if it shrinks its head? That is an illusion.
At the next moment, the rumbling tremors were shaking, and the huge flat feet shot towards the emperor, fanning far together with the black light and the frozen air, and waiting for the other emperor to react, he turned around and forced to shoot The strong man shoots out for a distance, and then slides his body away.
"Why does this make sense! Is this really a young Kunling spirit?" The emperor Zhu Jia was furious, including those who accompanied the old grandfather Zhu Bingren in the clouds.
The granddaughter, Zhu Bingren, has a distinguished status and is the sixth saint among the nine saints of the Zhu family. Legend has it that he is an amazing saint. It's just that no one has seen him shoot, because those who have seen him have already died.
Although the emperor who is attacking Kunling comes from the Zhujia Eagles, they belong to different factions. Zhu Bingren ignored it and saw that many emperors fell, not even blinking, and waited for Kun Ling to leave quickly, plus a sentence poking out: "Well, this group of idiots can also be promoted to the emperor level, which is completely resource pile The residue. Since claiming to be hawks, we must be mentally prepared for setbacks! "
"Yes, the Taigong said yes." Under Zhu Tiancheng's leadership, two hundred emperors stood on both sides like courtiers and echoed.
Two hundred emperors! This lineup cannot be underestimated. And among the two hundred emperors, the next emperor is rare, basically the median emperor, the strength is unpredictable.
In a few moments, someone sent a statistical result report: "Yangming Taigong, you can be sure that the man who controls the Kunling spirit is the human race Luo Yang who the gods and holy men are looking for. At the moment of the battle, the hawks lost a total of 63 emperors Among them, 40 were the next emperor, 19 were the median emperor, and 4 were the seventh-level emperor. The remaining 26 were injured and eight were seriously injured. They are receiving emergency treatment. "
"Huh, just like a little Daoxing and want to embark on the road of expansion, I am really ignorant and fearless." Zhu Bingren's face is not good, if he thinks he does not care, then he is wrong, although you can sit back and watch the death of the other factions of the family, but it does not mean He is still calm.
Zhu Tiancheng knew the temperament of this Taigong ~ EbookFREE.me ~ So he didn't dare to increase his breathing, lowered his head and stayed honestly, he didn't dare to touch Taigong's mold at this time.
There are more than one Zhu Tiancheng who is wise. The old foxes present are not in the minority. Hurry to gesture to the juniors. Do n’t succumb to the wind at this time. The old lady really wants to see the hawks eating deflated, but that human race Luo Yang is doing too much, the storm is going on In the making.
The Zhujia hawks did lose their face this time, and the loss exceeded their bottom line.
I originally thought that this Kunling spirit would be harder to beat, and at most lost 20 emperors in the fiery battle. This was the result of counting the large strategic materials Bai Xiubei and Hei Capri purchased from the market.
But Wan Wan did not expect that in such a short period of time, the loss reached three times the estimated, and those who were hit hard by the emperor want to recover it will take ten years or even a hundred years, during this period is basically in a semi-waste state.
The more this is, the less the hawks are willing to give up, so the emperors chased away from the blue frozen air, but the thunder sound bloomed overhead, and Tiantong City hit the starless shuttle.
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