Chapter 2066: Decisive

"Ok?"
Tue faintly glanced at Luo Zheng, who floated away like a fallen leaf, and his face was also full of horror. "The curiosity of the body can actually apply the borrowing to this point, interesting..."
In terms of body law, the eight-curved flying smoke is nothing in the realm of the gods.
After all, the eight-curved flying smoke is not a magical power derived from the Shinto.
After being integrated into the true meaning of the Tao, the situation is naturally very different, and Teu is naturally surprised.
After all, in his eyes, this group of real gods are insignificant ants, and one of the ants actually escaped from their feet!
"Ah!"
Tue smiled a little.
The huge body jumps up...
He jumped up like this, just like a mountain leap, and then rushed toward Luo Zheng!
Even if Luo Zheng escapes very fast, he can't get rid of the scope of Tune's coverage!
Looking at the behemoth on the top of his head, Luo Zheng’s face showed a bitter smile, and he could only display the eight flutes of smoke...
"Boom!"
The body like a mountain stepped down, and the whole place of the battle was once again shaken.
Even the bottom of the wood has trembled a little...
The demon's body was suppressed and the momentum was huge, and a hurricane swept under it, messing up the smog.
Luo Zheng is like a light mosquito, flying wildly along the hurricane.
Seeing the picture of Ertu did not go all out, but with a mentality of playing around, it is necessary to grasp Luo Zheng by hand!
Luo Wei looked at the precarious brother, almost no hesitation, his body circling and flying, and headed for Luo Zhengyu.
"Flee!"
"No one is its opponent..."
"It is time to leave the land of contending!"
"Hey..."
The real gods on the scene were pale, and whether they were rich children or grassroots gods, they all fled with no choice.
The gods of the giants alliance have resentment in the hearts of the East, and where are they willing to sell their lives? It is also scattered.
"How to do?"
Mo Nan looked at the precarious Luo Zheng, full of anxious colors.
The giants are gone...
The grassroots gods also ran...
Now there are only the sword family, Luo Wei, and the soybean eye.
In addition to these people, there is also a South China Hua.
This Nanxunhua Road is very timid, and now it has not escaped!
"We... let's go, too," said a sword-sister.
"Yes, this is a real demon!" Another sword-like child also echoed.
To say that there is no fear in their hearts is definitely a fake, and everyone who cherishes the true God will cherish his life.
Upon hearing this, Jian Jian looked around with a faint look and immediately said: "As a sword-sister, you should know more about the meaning of the disaster-stricken sword than I do!"
Disaster robbery...
In the sword family is a ban.
Although this sword is extremely rare and powerful, no one of the swordsmen is willing to own it.
The price paid for using this sword is one of your own lives!
Once the swordsman wears this sword, it becomes the death of the swordsman!
"Since the swordsman has countless gods, there is only one kind of person who has received the robbing sword. That is the dead!" Sword said faintly. "Now Luo Zheng has engraved his name on the top of the stone tablet. So go back with the disaster robbery?"
Compared with other giants and big races, the family rules of the swords are not strict.
The constraints on the disciples in the family are not strong.
Therefore, even if they flee back with the disaster-stricken sword, they will not be greatly punished, and may even be unpunished.
The swordsman is a race that attaches great importance to the reputation. Some swordsmen are dead and not willing to bear bad names!
Swordsman said that the faces of the sword-like children were slightly moved.
"If you want to go, you can leave now," said the sword.
The sword-like children were silent, and no one moved.
"In this case," Swordsman waved, and a red-red blood sword "噌" was pulled out. "Can you dare to follow me?"
This catastrophe is similar to the blood-killing sword that the eastern ghosts condense with blood.
However, the blood stab sword is cast by its own blood, although it is harmful to itself, but when the blood burns to a limit, it will stop and will not have its own life.
The disaster-robbing sword is different. Sacrificing the disaster and robbery sword is equivalent to sacrificing oneself and becoming a victim of the disaster-stricken sword!
"Hey, hey, hey, hehe..."
Under the leadership of the sword, Mo Nan and other swordsmen also pulled out their own swords.
Swordsman looked at the sinister sword in his hand, revealing a lonely color in his eyes. After making a decision in his heart, the sword of the disaster began to scream.
"Yeah, yeah..."
At this moment, the robbing sword made a scream like a baby, which was very infiltrating.
The white and delicate face of Jian Jian’s face showed a reddish color, and the strangely lines of the silky shape covered his skin, and his eyes also blew out the evil spirits.
Not only him, but also like Mo Nan and other sword-like children...
"Knot the sword and fight the sword! Kill the soul and attack the sword! On!"
"Hey!"
Sword said, the first one took the lead.
The other sword-like children did not give up, and fled with a neat array.
Under the stone monument, only the soybean eyes and Nan Yuhua are left.
The soy eyes looked faintly and looked at the distance. Then he took out a small square parcel from his whisker ring. He took out two quaint double-edged swords from the parcel and asked Nan Xihua on the side: "Why don't you leave?"
All the true gods are scattered, and Nan Yuhua is still here, making the eyes of the beans very unexpected.
Nan Yuhua was pale and apparently afraid of reaching the limit, but he whispered: "There is not only this demon in this dispute, but it is still a dead end."
The soy eye clasped a double-edged sword with one hand and smiled: "Leave here, it is also a dead end."
Nan Yuhua shook his head, "not necessarily..."
The demon is terrible, and Nan Yuhua has heard about all kinds of rumors about the abyss.
There is a hunch in Nanxin Hua’s heart, and perhaps staying here is not as bad as he imagined.
"I don't think so!"
The soy eyes smiled lightly, and the figure fluttered away, and there was no fear on the face!
"This time, see how you run!"
The rough voice of Ertu came out of his throat.
For a long time, he did not encounter Luo Zheng even if he was a clothes horn. He eventually lost patience.
From his hands, he shot a blood-red lightning bolt, and those lightnings formed a vortex that completely restricted the Luo Zheng.
Luo Zheng had no way to escape, and he saw the giants of Ertu caught in the face!
"Trouble..."
Looking at the giant hand, Luo Zheng’s eyes are slightly stunned. He is now inevitable and can only bear this blow!
But at this moment, Luo Zheng’s body suddenly flashed a dazzling purple awn.
Luo Yan's eyes are full of decisive colors, with his hands crossed, a purple shadow will wrap her around.
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