: 1400, the killing of the killing

The lore of the nine-tailed king helped Wu Yue to rebel against the ground and achieved a reversal in an incredible state.
This change has made everyone incredibly shocked.
But like the giants of the Yuan, the second person, the elders of the immortal swords, and other giants, they are thinking about another problem.
What was the streamer that had shaken the fairy tales just now?
Who is this power?
"Go to the investigation."
Someone said.
......
In the temple.
Blood from Li Mu's mouth, nose, ears, eyes and other facial features, smashed out, in the face and neck, a trace of blood marks.
His face, sallow is like a layer of gold powder.
Hua Xiangzheng was holding his right hand nervously, and Xianyuan went in to investigate the injury.
Xiao Yaozu stood on the other side and held Li Mu’s shoulder. It was also shocked and uneasy.
The of war leaves the wild waves, and raised his finger to Li Mu. In the eyes of the fire, he said: "You... you stupid, do you know what you are doing?"
Li Mu did not speak.
The celestial body in the body is moving, the body is injured, and the Yuanshen is shaking.
Just to save Wu Yue, he could only take risks and hit the Xiangu platform. He wanted to break the shield and bring Wu Yue to the rescue.
When he shot, he knew there was danger.
However, the power of the resurgence of Xiangu and Taiwan, as well as the punishment power that came down from the void, was so horrible that it exceeded his expectations.
The most important thing is that the sill cover is also blasted.
A failed rescue operation.
But Li Mu is laughing.
Very happy to laugh.
Because he was clearly seen on the mirror image of the water mirror, under the help of the nine-tailed king, the more he took the opportunity to reversal the process of killing the purple sword.
Still alive.
Wu Yue is still alive.
Although I don't know, I will encounter what I have encountered after being driven to the battlefield of Xiangu.
But one thing that can be determined is that as long as you are alive, there is hope.
Li Mu is now eager to enter the battlefield of Xiangu.
He wants to bring Wu Yue alive.
Li Muli did not want to care about the fury of the of war.
Stabilizing the body of the fairy, slowly recovering, Li Mu sighed, gently patted the shoulders of the little demon, did not say anything.
The nine-tailed king is dead.
The earthen jar is inevitably broken.
The general will eventually die.
This long-time demon king who has been killed for the demon repair alliance and the survival opportunity of the demon repairers in the fairy world has finally died in the battle.
At the last moment of life, the wisdom of the nine-tailed king is an experience.
Kill the body.
Not only did he kill his opponent, but Wu Yue created a great opportunity to reverse.
His brilliance even completely obscured Wu Yue who continued to kill his opponent.
What is a hero?
This is.
It is not because of his strength and cultivation, how high his status is.
It is because he completed the impossible miracle with great fearless spirit and wisdom.
The building will be tilted.
The Yangtze River fell soon.
Li Mu looked at the body of the nine-tailed king who was gradually disappearing on the stage, praying and silently in his heart.
The voice of the of war, the anger of the wild waves, still roared in the ear: "Do you know that you almost broke the whole plan of my temples? Your stupid action is likely to be directly involved in the temples... you ... If it is not because of your name, it has been engraved on the fairy scroll, I will kill you now."
Li Mu slowly turned his head and looked at the leaves.
Leaf madness in rage
It was stared at by Li Mu’s eyes, suddenly like a basin of ice water pouring down.
"You'd better pray, then, don't have something like Wu Yue happening."
Li Mu is a word of authenticity.
The eyelids of the leafy waves swelled.
Mumu is just one of his pieces.
But why, at this moment, he is known for his madness, and in his heart, he has produced such a trace of fear.
Hey!
The figure flickers.
There were several figures and rushed into the temple.
According to previous observations, the figure that was shocked by the attack on the ring fell into this temple.
These people are coming to investigate.
......
"What? Is it Mumu?"
"How could it be... he is a little emperor, can you shake the stage of Xiangu?"
"The ridiculous, this seat is more willing to believe, is the leaf mad wave shot."
"This thing is definitely tricky, check it again."
"To check, a person who can shake the stage of Xiangu, the threat is too big, have to guard against."
"Make sure he is dead."
In different temples, different giants, after hearing their investigation reports, expressed their disbelief.
Among them, Li Mu is just a monk-level monk.
Even if there are strange exercises and other secrets, you can kill the sacred sacred, but the four sacred sacred sacred tombs in the Taoyuan that day, are all the first sacred sacred, and are better at assassination, face-to-face battles, The combat power is weaker, so this kind of record does not explain anything.
They simply don't believe it.
So various investigations began again.
......
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In the temple.
God of War leaves the waves and turned away.
He felt that there were some things that gradually became uncontrollable.
So I have to deal with it.
Only Li Mu is left.
The body of Li Mu has been stable and the injury has gradually recovered.
The pure physical shock caused by the counter-seismic force is not worth mentioning for Li Mu.
But the power of punishment that falls from the sky is not so good.
Li Mu runs the congenital power, adapts slowly, refines this power, and removes it.
The look of the flower has recovered a lot.
Quiet in the temple, the air is silent.
Xiao Yaozu clenched his fists in both hands, his face was angry, and he stared closely at the mirror image of the water mirror in front.
Because at this time in the ring, in the ongoing battle, the party to fight is the tiger king.
That's right, it is the Tiger King in the Dongshengzhou Demon League, which is the same name as the nine-tailed king.
Unexpectedly, it seems to be in the sense that the little demon ancestors did not know that the Jiuwei Wang was the candidate for the battle of the Taiwanese, and did not know the tiger king.
This is obviously the planning of the temples.
A huge anger that has been fooled, counted, and exploited, brewing in the body of the little demon ancestor, madly boiling.
Originally thought that this time, the Xiangu taitai war was used to resolve the dispute between the demon repair alliance and the town demon pavilion, and to quell the war between the two forces of Dongshengzhou.
But now, everything has gone bad.
This is clearly a murder.
boom!
On the platform, the body of the tiger cub slowly fell.
But his two teeth also penetrated the opponent's heart.
On the behalf of the town of Xianta, the Emperor Fenghuang’s strongman was broken and his blood flowed like a note, leaving only the last breath.
Even if it was decided in the Xiangu long scroll, his victory was finally dragged to the waiting area by the silver beam, and he died because of the injury.
Although it is
The same goes to the end, but one died early, one died late, so the final verdict was the tiger king who represented the temples, and won the battle for the temples.
Terror!
Looking at another old predecessor, partner and comrade-in-arms, the whole person of the little demon ancestors was ignited by anger.
Is this is
Hey!
Several more people rushed into the temple.
It is the seven powerful powers who come to investigate the people who are inciting the downfall.
"Where is Mumu?"
"get out."
"Quickly say, who are you for?"
The absence of leafy waves makes these investigators extremely superior and proud.
They shouted loudly and screamed.
Li Mu still keeps his eyes closed.
"Kill them." His tone seemed to be telling others to smother the flies that were lingering in the room.
The little demon ancestors broke out instantly.
The killing in his heart is almost impossible to contain.
But there is a figure, but it is faster than him.
The white plaque flutters.
The flower wanted to accommodate the beautiful figure, pulling out a string of slightly blurred shadow lines in the dimly lit hall, and returned to Li Mu’s side before the little demon ancestor had not reacted.
Silent killings have been completed in an instant.
The screaming of the curse in the temple suddenly stopped.
Then the dozens of dead bodies that had been lost and lost their lives, like the sand in the wind, blasted silently and dispersed, completely annihilated after the end, and even traces of a trace of nothing left.
All dead.
Xiao Yaozu only felt a chill in his heart.
He knows that the flower is very strong.
Because Hua Xiangrong is the ‘狠人’ that opened the top 20 pillars of the War Temple.
Twenty-one stone pillars after Li Mu were thoroughly cleared.
But I did not expect it to be strong.
The people who have just rushed in, there are emperors, and even Xiansheng are even some low-end Xiansheng, but Xiao Yaozu asks himself if he wants to kill these people, at least it takes an hour or so. , going through a hard fight.
The flower is a moment of leisure and a moment of killing.
Death, under the flowers of the hand, the beautiful is like the light of art is blooming.
Xiao Yaozu's throat swayed a little, then silently returned, convulsing the breath.
Men are perverts.
His woman is also abnormal.
He is thinking, now that Li Mu and Hua want to accommodate the strength of two people, to what extent.
Xiansheng high order?
Stronger?
Or more...strong?
Then the little demon ancestors thought again, at this time, killing so many powerful forces of the seven major forces, how do you want to be good?
Even the names of the three of them are written on the fairy scroll, and it is difficult to suppress the anger of the seven forces.
This has challenged their bottom line.
The fairy tales will be in chaos.
However, Xiao Yaozu soon realized that it was into chaos.
From the very beginning, this war has become far from the expectations of the people at the beginning.
In this case, why not make a lot of trouble?
He looked at Li Mu, and his eyes burned with a madness, eagerness, and eagerness to move.
At this time, Li Mu also opened his eyes.
Wu Yue’s encounter, the death of Jiuwei Wang and Hu Yuwang, made Li Mu realize that he and others were counted.
Then, he thought of a better way to solve the dilemma and not let other relatives and friends who might have been invited to encounter this situation.