Chapter 899: Bizhu took life for Hao Xuan

But Qin Haoxuan! It is enough to imprison him! That is, other people want to unlock the imprisonment, and it can't be done in a moment!
Qin Haoxuan suddenly felt imprisoned, and the fairy trees in the body expanded and expanded, but found that ... all the power was imprisoned... The remnant is also the guardian of the West Pole!
This power... comes from the Taixue real person... This power comes from the power of the Millennium Eternal Mountain for thousands of years! This is the will of the West Pole!
The will of the West Pole not only traps Qin Haoxuan, but also exudes a special force field. The force field is feminine but sticky, like a piece of leather candy sticking people!
Huang Long wants to rescue, but he also finds that this kind of power can affect him!
It doesn't matter if he can't sleep! Stick him over there! It will be better to delay his speed! This is everything that Taixue real people have done to kill Qin Haoxuan!
Rescue...can't! Strong as Huanglong, can not arrive in an instant!
When everyone couldn’t respond, a blue figure flew out in an instant, and with his own body and his life’s cultivation, he succumbed to the attack of the real people who sacrificed their souls. !
Too learned to be real people can not understand ... everyone should be delayed ... how can someone be so fast!
Bizhuzi! Why is the beginning of the bamboo is not affected!
Wings of Liberty! Everyone's sentiment is different, Bizhuzi's wing of freedom...like a thunder-like muddy, he doesn't say it, and it's slippery...stop others, but can't stop the freedom wing of Bizhuzi!
Time seems to be very slow, and the body of Bizhuzi was smashed into powder by the Taixue real people. With the huge cracking sound, everyone in the early teachings could not believe what was happening in front of him.
Whether it is Huanglong or Qin Haoxuan, or anyone else in the early days, all of them stayed at this moment.
The body of Bizhuzi burst in the air, and even a trace of blood was left!
The violent Taoism was shocked by this time, and the deviation from the direction of the sky went straight into the sky. The robbery cloud that had not been completely dispersed was completely destroyed. The whole sky was shaking under this Fawei. The sky seemed to be like Have to be broken through a hole.
The soul of the bamboo remains in the air, watching his body being blown up into powder, and there is no sorrow and joy on the surface. It is only when the early education is under his protection that no one is injured. Silk is gratifying.
With my own life, to change the life of so many people in the early days, value! To change the life of Qin Haoxuan, value! Later, when I entered the Yingling Mountain, I was able to stand up to the ancestors.
"The Lord! The Lord!"
The tears of Bizhutang’s disciples flowed down at once, and they didn’t even react to them. They groaned and shouted, and even the wind that was rolling was shocked by their great grief!
A few young disciples looked at the spirit of the shadow of the bamboo in the air, struggling to hug him, but where can I hold it? It is just a glimpse of the soul that has not yet dissipated.
Bizhuzi once again looked at the natural disciple who was crying and crying on the ground. He looked at Huang Long and Qin Haoxuan, who had a red face and madness. He gently picked up his mouth and thought, what is crying? As long as you are good, I can safely go.
The sorrow of the wind blew, and the illusion of Bizhuzi was blown even more. His limbs gradually became transparent, and they disappeared with the wind at any time.
"No! No! The Lord, the Lord..."
The disciple of Bizhutang screamed and cried, struggling to catch the bamboo that was still in the air, and looked pale, but could not even catch a piece of clothing.
Finally, a breeze blows, and the bamboo with a smile on the face is still missing.
Why is this happening? Huang Long asked himself in his heart, completely unable to accept the fact that Bizhuzi died. As I knew so... I should build a simple version of the Nether Boat to be stronger! Instead of a shot, the damage of the void of the Tissot can not continue to fire! I knew that... I shouldn’t save that little bit of material!
Huang Long, he looked at it all, and the roaring roar of the fury, like the ancient beasts of the ancient mad, shocked this piece of emptiness in constant tremor!
Qin Haoxuan looked at the disappearing Bizhuzi, and the whole person was stunned. At that moment, he didn’t even know what to do. The people who lived in the West Pole had already fled, and they were about to annihilate the West Pole. At the moment of victory, a church owner has fallen!
"Animals!" Qin Haoxuan's eyes were red, once again looked at the place where the bamboo disappeared, immediately turned around, brought a hurricane that could tear people alive, like bloodthirsty demons, rushed into the already smashed In the crowd of the Western Preachers, killing is used to stop the killing of his heart!
"Ah! Kill this group of beasts! Kill them! Revenge for the Bizhuzi Church!"
Everyone in the early days was crazy, and their eyes turned red, and their fury and great grief filled their chests. Only killings, only the blood of all the people of the West Pole can calm their grief!
"Too much!! I want to kill you! Today is the day of the West Pole!"
The raging Huanglong is like a demon god. With his speed of thunder, a breath comes between the mouth and the nose of the Taixue real person. The sword in the hands of Huanglong blooms with a savage Shenhua. His extreme grief and indignation fell!
Taixue looked at the dead bamboo, his face was as gray... he broke out the strongest blow...not just wanting to kill a master...
This one of my own is to kill Qin Haoxuan! It is to kill a lot of too early self! You Bizhuzi actually used self-explosion... to block this attack...
In the eyes of Taixue real people, it is despair. The depth of the pupil looks at the sword that comes from it. It is full of sneer... It’s like laughing at Huanglong. Are you so sad when you die? Then I am in the West! I am exterminated in the West! What should I do!
The body of the Taixue real person was cut into countless pieces in an instant, and the dripping blood stained the sky in half!
"Teaching!"
"Teaching!"
When the disciples of the Antarctic watched the Taixue real people being cut into countless films, everyone’s face showed a pale desperate color, because they knew that this time, it was really finished.
The general trend has gone, and there is no chance of reversal.
Originally still holding the sword, a few people struggling to kill themselves saw their own teaching and being killed. The sword in the hand fell to the ground and made a squeaky voice. At this time, even if they were caught, they did not feel it. Being destroyed, this kind of skin pain caused their brains to be blank and did not know what to do.
Everything became very slow. None of the disciples of the Western Puppets rebelled. They were kneeling on the ground, facing the place where the Western Puppets learned to die. Even if they were tied, they insisted on the ground, tears. Sliding across their faces, crying can't be yourself.
"This... this is too embarrassing..."
"Is Huang Long still a human?"
The people of Jinxu Temple looked at Huanglong’s sword and looked at his face, all of them shuddered from the heart, and all eyes were full of fear of Huanglong!
"No..." The owner of the Feihe Hall never had the arrogance of the beginning. His fingers were shaking. "Wrong, wrong, we shouldn’t provoke the early teachings..."
The owner of the Feihe Hall, the Mingchuan Taoist, muttered to himself, and dispersed with the wind. Even the disciples behind him did not understand.
At this point, the Antarcticism is completely annihilated...
The disciples of the early teachings quieted for a long time in the place where Bizhuzi fell, and Huang Long used his hoarseness to the unspeaking voice to command the people to deal with the battlefield.
The people who were captured by Jin Xudian and the disciples who surrendered after the death of the Taixue real people were all bound by the spiritual law and then brought back to the early religion.
The trapped Jinxu Dian disciples all looked at the Mingchuan Taoist people. The Mingchuan Taoist people were now bound by the spiritual power of the whole body. They couldn’t make a glimpse of the spiritual law. He took a deep breath and then hugged the Huanglong not far away. : "Huang Long teaches, this is a misunderstanding!"
When I heard the words of the people of Mingchuan, Huang Long’s eyes were still bloody, and he gave him a faint look.
This eye makes the people of Mingchuan fall like an ice cave, and the chill of the whole body is smashed out, but the elders are killed. Now many of the disciples of Jinxu Temple are watching themselves. If he does not show it, all of them The situation is worrying.
Thinking of this, the Mingchuan Taoist had to say with a hard scalp: "Huanglong teaches us, but we people come here because the West Pole teaches them to send us invitations..."
In the eyes of Huanglong like ice, ~EbookFREE.me~ Mingchuan Taoist voices are a little trembling, the more the voice is lower, but for Jinxu Temple, he still said with a low mosquito-like voice: "We really It’s coming to be a guest, now... since you have a conflict, we’re leaving...

"what!"
There was a cold color on the face of Huang Long. The sword in his hand was a flash of light. The cold sword light reflected the cold sweat of the Mingchuan Taoist people to the pale face without blood, and then he chopped off when he did not react at all. His left arm!
The Mingchuan Taoist people were dragged down by the Huanglong, and the blood of the mad spray instantly reddened the ground. The people of Mingchuan screamed at the broken arm and mourned to roll on the ground.
"Huanglong teaches! You are too early to teach what this means!"
Several disciples of Jinxu Temple immediately went to the floating hall and asked the Huanglong with a frightened opening.
Huang Long faintly glanced at these people and said in a very casual tone: "What? Since you participated in the war, you want to go? I really thought that the good things in the world were occupied by Jin Xudian? You can't go, old. I am a prisoner here, who dares to move, I will kill."
The people of Mingchuan glared at Huanglong and angered: "You are chaos, can you bear the consequences?"
Standing in front of the people of Mingchuan Road, Huang Long stood like a god. The whole body exudes endless killings: "The consequences? We have just died in the early days of teaching a church! Without you, he will not die! This consequence you think Can you afford it yourself? Tell you, this will not be the end of it!"
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