Chapter 818: Bomb Dance 0 Autumn

"Boom, boom, boom ..."
On the wide square in front of the gate of the 3rd Yanhuang School, there were explosions on both sides. There were mechanical teams, cavalry teams, and a lot of emperors in the air. Li Huaqiong pulled out all the elites and confronted these aggressive teams.
"Well, what about sanctification? In my eyes, ordinary saints are like ants!" Lu Haoran said aloud, the mist spreading, as if someone was splashing ink, drawing everyone from Yanhuang School to ink landscape painting.
"Not good, it's ink space." Li Huaqiong was extremely nervous. She had never encountered such a battle. Headmaster Yan Huang and other branch schools sent many masters to suppress the three schools.
Just as the ink landscape paintings were about to close together, with the sound of "chirp" spreading, Li Huaqiong drew a bright light in his hand, causing a crack in the light ink color.
"What? What is this trick?" Lu Haoran was extremely shocked, but when he looked closely at Li Huaqiong, he couldn't help sneering.
Li Huaqiong had blood dripping from the corners of his mouth, and blood was dripping from the corners of his eyes and nostrils. He must have used an unbearable force in the first blow.
"Come on! Let's work together to block the elites of the three Yanhuang schools, and then dig out Mai Qianqiu." The girl with a hook nose beside the principal of the fourth school shouted loudly.
"That's right, we are benevolent, we haven't taken your life, we just temporarily blocked it." Lu Haoran shook his hand and rendered ink, and he saw the infinite amount of mist spreading. This sealing method is wonderful.
At this moment, a beam of light suddenly appeared on a hill near the square.
"Click, click!"
"Pap, Papap, Papap ..."
The ground cracked, and sword light flew out of it.
Lu Haoran's ink color meets Jianguang, just like snowflakes meet the scorching sun, and quickly evaporates and disappears.
"How is it possible?" Just blocked by Li Huaqiong just now, and now broken by Jian Guang again, but he is a sacred presence of the moving people, and he continued to lose in front of the gate of the ruined third school of Yanhuang, and suddenly felt his face could not be hung. .
"Don't you want my life? Even if you come." There were voices from the hills, which surprised many people. Unexpectedly, the third school still hides such amazing people.
The girl with the eagle hook nose shouted: "It's you, dancing Qianqiu. That tomb is fake. You haven't been in the tomb and ran to the school gate to practice."
"Oh? Yun Bing'er, the defeated man, are you here to avenge your brother? Many acts of unrighteousness will kill you, your brother murdered so many innocents, slay!"
"Fuck, my brother's super power is to draw the power of life, and has become the Devil Emperor. The thirty-two-year-old fifth-level Demon Emperor! How many people can reach it in the human race? Give him a hundred years to enter the Holy Class. Realm. What are the dead people? My brother said that the purpose of killing is to open up the situation to the human race at the fastest speed. Do you think it is good for him? It ’s you, you destroyed my human race ’s greatest hope. "
The girl with eagle hook nose turned into blood flames and flew to the cracking hills. Before she arrived, she raised her hand and pressed down, forming a big fingerprint between the world and the world.
"You should take your brother's old road, and you should also kill it!" Sword light suddenly bloomed in the hills, the sword light was soft and soft, and destroyed.
"Boom, boom, boom ..."
In an instant, Jianguang pierced the big handprint and changed the route, swarming to Yun Bing'er.
Yun Binger froze for a moment, and secretly said, "What kind of sword light is this? Why is it so powerful? Wu Qianqiu is also sanctified? Damn, it feels better than me. Could it be that many years of waiting will be reduced to fantasy?"
It was at this time that a burst of fire came coldly, bombarded the hills, and dispersed together with Jianguang.
"Click, click, click ..."
This group of fire lights with thunder sound, no matter how far away you can feel that kind of terror, as if this group of fire has already been printed in your heart.
"Dancing Qianqiu, Fufa!" Drinking from the air, a tall six-arm figure appeared. Not one, but twenty-three, glanced down, and immediately turned the hills into magma, tumbling and flowing in all directions.
"Ah! Is it a priest? Twenty-three six-arm priests, this is a holy power." The team of Yanhuang University did not dare to act rashly, for fear of dissatisfaction with these priests.
"It seems that the god-level existence offended by Qian Qianqiu couldn't help but send his men to collect debts." The principal of Yan Huang Si, who was trying to support Yun Binger, clenched his fists, and he felt humiliated! Even if the dance is turned over, it is up to them to do it. This ca n’t wait to jump out, which is equivalent to killing the last dignity of Yanhuang University. But very helpless, this is the strength, do not put the weak people in the eyes.
The roaring sounds one after another. Twenty-three servants shot and directly suppressed the hills where the magma was burned.
Dancing Chiaki's breath is weaker and weaker, no matter how many years she has accumulated. Suddenly suffered such a blow, feeling unsustainable, watching the flames burn to the body, and a life scene appeared in my mind.
She dances once and for all is beautiful! He was once proud of him! Chivalrous justice! But the higher she climbed, the more confused she was, and it was too difficult for the human race to get ahead. In other words, those strong and ancient strong have blocked all the rising space, and the human race has no status at all.
In the border area, human life is like a mustard, and the strong people can trample on it.
She refused to accept it, she stood up to fight, and finally wiped out the evil that caused the evil! However, the other party is a son and has an invincible backstage. Even if the two best friends maintain and involve the Zheng family and the demon ridge, there is still no way to escape.
Dancing Chiaki never gave up hope ~ EbookFREE.me ~ She wanted to do as much as possible for the human race, she felt that it was worthless to die for a wicked person!
So she would rather be a living dead person, rather bury herself underground, but also to accumulate strength to fight.
It's just that today the enemy comes to the door and all ideas are lost. After all, she will turn into a ray of dust. Those old ambitions have all gone away, and her consciousness has gradually become blurred ...
"No!" Li Huaqiong mourned!
"Teacher Qianqiu!" Among the teachers of the third school, some of the emperors who were given instructions for dancing Qianhui wept bitterly. Is it wrong to fight evil for the human race? In the end, he was spurned, and even the Yanhuang University, who devoted its youth, sent people to come to dump.
At this moment, some people sighed, some sneered, and some hatred.
If you want to survive in the border area, you have to have a numb heart. Don't think too much about everything. Wu Qianqiu died better, and he could take over the industry of the three schools, and I heard that Luo Yang had made a lot of industries for Li Huaqiong, otherwise today there will not be so many elite chambers to resist.
The flame is burning, the hills are burning, and the figure sitting on the ground is about to be engulfed.
However, no one could see clearly, and suddenly a dark-haired young man appeared above the flames, with cold eyes, a straight nose, and an arrogant body, and he stood there and scanned everyone unscrupulously.
The voice came out: "In my most troubled time, get the teacher! Wu Qianqiu is my teacher, you dare to move her, you are against me."
"Luo Yang? He came, he dare to come?"
"Block the 3rd Yanhuang School, threaten him with Li Huaqiong! Hahaha, the killing is done, and sacrifice him alone can bring me a great glory for Yanhuang University." Lu Haoran was overjoyed, looking at Luo Yang like he was watching prey. R1148