Chapter 459: War

On the entire floating island, except for a few people, everyone else died.
There is silence around.
Wang Hongdao squinted and looked across.
Qi Yan held a long sword like a sword in his hand, wearing a bucket on his head.
The edge of the fight is very low, so I can't really cut his face for a while.
However, Wang Hongdao swept his eyes and recognized the identity of the other party.
It is indeed Qi Yan.
There is nothing in the slightest difference.
Qi Yan looked at him with a faint look.
The two looked at each other and did not stagger at the moment.
Wang Hongdao first removed his gaze and carefully looked at the long sword in Qi Yan’s hand.
He said: "No, you must not be Qi Yan."

How can I see it?
Qi Yan asked.
"Qi Yan, the kid never uses a sword. He is good at the five elements of fire and the array."
"Maybe I have recently become interested in swordsmanship." Qi Yandao.
Wang Hongdao shook his head: "One of the swordsmanship is the most difficult and dangerous. It can't be done at a glance."
He raised his hand and made a move.
A brightly colored bug rests quietly on the back of his finger.
"Although you are carrying a fight, I can see that your general state is based on your strength. It is not enough to look at me, so if you want to live, immediately tell me the coordinates of the new world." Wang Hongdao said .
Qi Yan held a long sword and did not answer the moment.
Wang Hongdao saw it and continued: "Let us waste a little time, no matter who you are, now hand over the coordinates of the new world, and then let me ban, so that we will have more time to chat."
"Wang Elder is very anxious?" Qi Yan asked.
"That's not it, just don't have to talk nonsense."
"why?"
"The more nonsense, the more variables."
The voice of Wang Hongdao became full of killing: "Give you the last three moments, immediately drop the sword and surrender, otherwise I will kill you directly."
Qi Yan has a sword.
A swordman flew out and squatted in the air.
Roar! ! !
In the void, a huge monster suddenly appeared, making a painful cry.
It was cut open from the head by the sword, and it was stretched to the tail.
The yellow blood is like a torrential rain, with the sword wind blowing toward the sky.
The worm died on the spot and the body fell to the ground, motionless.
"Wang elder, you said to give me three interest time, how did you suddenly start?" Qi Yan cold channel.
Wang Hongdao’s face sank again.
"This kind of low-level realm, but there is such a sword, it is rare."
"But depending on your strength, I want to be proud of the old man, and it is still 100,000 years old."
Wang Hongdao said slowly, the spiritual fluctuations of his body began to become horrible and blazing.
The entire floating island is gently trembled.
"Is this kind of power, is the mysterious period?"
Qi Yan felt the spiritual fluctuations in the void, with a little emotion.
"The last chance, surrender to me, otherwise the next moment is your death." Wang Hong knife faceless expression.
Qi Yandao: "About my death, in fact, my family will not agree."
"Your son?" Wang Hongdao raised his voice fiercely.
This title is really surprising.
This sentence represents more meaning that is hard to say for a while.
Wang Hongdao paused.
Next second.
Qi Yan suddenly showed a look of attention.
Wang Hongdao also looked up and stared at the sky.
"Boom!"
There seems to be something that has been broken.
Then, a series of vibrations sounded across the island.
Boom!
Hey!
Hey!
Hey!
The eager and urgent slamming of the drums is faster than one.
The sound of the drums spread throughout the island.
This is the highest level of warning in Guangyangmen, which means a dangerous situation of life and death.
Once such a drum sounds, all the monks have to put down their hands and rush to the bottom of the floating island.
Everyone has to guard the life and death guards there.
Because this drum sound represents the most important issue of the law.
Large spiritual isolation array!
It is related to whether the demon can explore the island!
At this moment, this array has been destroyed!
For a sect, this is an endless war.
The ancient drums, so the sound of the whole island.
Wang Hongdao's face changed greatly.
At that time, the spiritual power of his body was collected and received, and at the end of the day, even a piece of spiritual power was not lost.
He almost used the fastest speed to get the spiritual power clean.
But the situation is changing too fast and suddenly, too fast.
Even if the action of Wang Hongdao is fast, it will have a slight impact.
In the void, there is a dense black mouth.
The unconscious body of the demon is all coming.
These large mouths hang around the floating island and are aligned with Wang Hongdao.
The big mouths are eager to move, and they gradually calm down.
It’s a pity that the spiritual power in that position is a little bit off.
Just a little bit, they can find delicious food.
More and more black mouths are gradually filling the whole piece of void.
The floating island where Guangyang Gate is located is completely surrounded by the unconscious body of the Jiemo.
Wang Hongdao looked at this scene and gritted his teeth: "You are a vicious boy..."
"There is no way to do this. Your spiritual realm is too high. The son does not approve of using your spiritual power." Qi Yan said leisurely.
They stood on the high agenda.
The island where the entire Guangyang Gate is located can no longer emit any spiritual power.
Because from this moment on, anyone who dares to use spiritual power will be discovered by the unconscious body of the demon, and then eaten by the devil.
Whether it is the Wang Hongdao of Xuan Lingjing or the Zhao Wu hammer of Taixu, it is impossible to use the spiritual power of the body.
The black big mouth on the sky opened downwards, revealing sharp fangs.
They are already in place and are waiting patiently.
Waiting for souls to reveal spiritual power.
Once the target is found, they will swarm up and leave the scum of the monk.
"This is the way you deal with me?" Wang Hongdao stared at Qi Yandao.
Boom! Boom!
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
The drums are as fast as a shower, urging people to fight, and to guard the law for the Zongmen.
As long as the law is not fixed, the drums will never stop.
The original moment is the moment when all the monks rise up to guard the sect.
However, almost the monks were killed by Wang Hongdao.
No one can guard the law.
This is really the most embarrassing moment in Wang Hongdao's life.
His hand unconsciously reached the storage bag.
"I know that you have an escape boat, but now you dare to use the storage bag?" Qi Yandao.
Wang Hongdao looks at the sky.
The sky is already invisible, and it is all the unconscious body of the demon.
They can't stop shaking to sense the spiritual power around them.
Wang Hongdao's face is gloomy.
Opening a storage bag requires a touch of spiritual power.
But the emergence of this spiritual power is likely to be captured by the unconscious body of the demon.
The consequence is death.
Wang Hongdao does not dare to gamble.
"But you thought about it, so you can't run it yourself." Wang Hongdao said.
"I never thought about it." Qi Yandao.
He admitted so eagerly that Wang Hongdao could not believe it.
"I absolutely do not believe this, no one can ignore his life and death." Wang Hongdao shook his head.
"Listen, I rarely hear the sound of such an ancient warfare. This drum sound is unexpected and makes people feel good." Qi Yan faint.
He clenched the sword and leaned forward slightly.
"Today, here, it’s not that you are dead or that I am dead. Everything else is divided into life and death."
He finally said.
"Slow!" Wang Hongdao shouted.
"You stupid goods, some things can be slowly talked about, why don't you tell me, you control the floating array of floating islands!" Wang Hong knife bites his teeth and cuts his teeth.
"Nothing is necessary," Qi Yandao said. "And not to mention my son, even I feel that there should be a battle in the battle. It is really boring to calculate what."
A long sword like a sword, pointing straight to Wang Hongdao.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The drums are rushing.
The war is strong.
It seems to have smoke.
"Yellow Spring, mountain girl, please enlighten me." She said.