Chapter 610, the rest of the spirit
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Blade and Sword God Sovereign
- Luan Shi Kuang Dao
- 1905 characters
- 2021-02-03 05:39:17
A black soul, like a streamer escapes, screaming and flying.
At the same time, a white streamer shot from the door of the Swordsman Mountain at a faster speed, and swallowed the black spirit, and the white light instantly turned into a somewhat obese, white-winged cat. The mouth, the last trace of black soul flame was swallowed into the belly!
"Good job." Ding Hao appreciated.
The evil moon will face the against Ding Hao, saying: "Hey, don't talk to you, you are stinky!"
opposite.
The strongest of the major gates is a bit confusing.
Everything happened between the sparkling fires, and they understood that one of the four ghost kings had fallen, and it was too late to help.
"Kid, do you dare to kill my ghost Wang Zong? You are dead..." After the three major [Ghost Wangzong] Wuhuang stayed, all of them suddenly became angry and turned into three black and dark black fog, frantically Struggling toward Ding Hao.
The reason why the ghost king Zongwuhuang died before was because of the enemy.
The three have not yet put Ding Hao in their eyes.
"Then you will die!" Ding Hao was in the middle of the eye, killing the plane.
He held the rust sword and did not hesitate to spur the supreme power of the sword.
Instant rust swords bloom out of the gods of the general silver brilliance, dazzling, like a new sun between the heavens and the earth, the rust sword of the sword body flew out, turned into a horrible red streamer surrounded by crystal clear jade The blade flies.
call out!
A sword broke out.
Invisible power swept through the heavens and the earth.
The three sinister and horrible dark fogs were instantly divided into two places. From the high-speed circulation state, they suddenly stopped, re-formed into a human form, and stood in the void. The white ghost face on the face shattered, revealing three faces without color. A face that is fearful and embarrassing.
Hey!
Three sounds.
The three [Ghost Kings] Wu Emperor burst open, burst into powder, and fell.
"Hey!" The evil moon turned into a stream of rounds, and the souls of the three ghost kings swallowed mercilessly.
"Isn't it stinking? I don't have the ability to eat the spirit of my fight!" Ding Hao tweeted evil moon.
Under his tongue, he had already had a good one (Back to Xuan Dan) melted, and Danli turned into a heat flow into the limbs, because the Xuanqi that was evacuated by the rusting sword was slightly restored.
"Don't talk to you." The evil moon is playing with his furry tail, but his eyes have fallen on dozens of masters in the distance [Hung Ho House] and [Silver Azong].
In the eyes of the evil moon, these people are not the high-level foreign masters, but a delicious and delicious soul.
opposite.
[The silver armor] and the [Red Dragon House] are like the petrified.
They have already produced extreme fear because of extreme shock.
A chill has spread from the back to the uncontrollably.
God, how is this possible?
The four ghost kings are the strongest in the realm of the Emperor Wu. If they really fight, they ask themselves, their respective people can only barely fight with the four ghosts, but in the hands of the Tsing Yi teenager, it looks like It was swept like garbage, and there was no room for it.
It’s overwhelming and unstoppable.
A sword!
Just a sword!
The breath of the sword just now... It is clearly the power of the supreme level!
And this fat cat, whose speed is too fast to capture from their sights, looks at the eyes of others and waits like it is like watching a lamb waiting to be slaughtered and watching a delicious meal.
This boy, who is it? !
Is the still a monster?
"Ding... Ding Ding Ding... Ding Hao," a young master of the silver armor has scared his teeth and trembled: "He... he he he is... Ding Hao!"
Ding Hao? !
At this moment, the masters of the big masters blew open in the head.
[Red Dragon House] The female leader who took the lead looked at the young female disciple around her and saw her look dull. She immediately understood that it was correct. This young Tsing Yi teenager was really the one who was before them. See as Ding Hao, who is a fat sheep.
This time, whether it is the silver armor or the red tower, everyone has a kind of shackles that are difficult to ride and retreat.
When Ding Hao’s eyes came over, they had a terrible feeling of being hooked to the neck by the Death Scythe.
Ding Haoyijian can kill the three ghosts Wang Zongwuhuang, and killing them is also effortless. It is like killing a chicken. At most, it is only two swords. Everything is reversed. Now they are fish, and Ding Hao is a knife.
[Hung Hau House] The female powerhouse of one of the four flower gods tried hard to squeeze a smile to ease the atmosphere, but found that her facial muscles were stiff and could not even laugh.
"You look for me?" Ding Hao held the rust sword and looked at the two strong players.
"This……"
"Ah, this...maybe a misunderstanding..."
Before the momentum, I wouldn’t ask the two great men in the eyes of Jianzong. At this time, I couldn’t even put a fart.
"This time, I will not kill you. I will go back and tell other people who are in the big gates. Don't come to provoke me. My patience is very limited. The next time I dare to appear in front of the mountain gate to make trouble, under the sword, one does not stay!" Ding Hao stared at them, word by word: "Listen - Ming - White - -?"
"Understand!" Whether it is the silver armor or the strong man of the Hung Hom House, it is like a chicken glutinous rice.
In the face of death, they are broken.
"Okay, then let's go!" Ding Hao waved his hand impatiently.
The two groups, like Meng Da, grew a sigh of relief and turned away.
"Wait." Ding Hao suddenly remembered something, recruited and shouted.
The two groups of people were stunned in the air and slowly turned around, fearing that the little killer suddenly changed his mind. In such a terrified atmosphere, some people feel that their calves are turning.
"Snow is already chaotic enough. You don't need outsiders to come in again. You tell me those foreigners who don't know how to live in Xuezhou. In ten days, I will get out of Xuezhou. If not, I will One to greet them, when, don't blame Ding Hao's sword under the ruthlessness." Ding Hao's words are screaming, killing the plane and shooting: "Go!"
The strongmen of the two major sects, this was a sigh of relief, and turned to escape the first time.
Yin Jiazong urging [Silver Aegis] turned into a silver light, the red ribbon at the foot of the red dragonfly building, is a treasure [a red dust], between the floating, the shuttle, the female strong with the above In a twinkling of an eye, they disappeared into the distance!
Ding Hao looked at the two big men disappeared, slowly exhaling a sigh of gas.
So far, it’s not a real super sect to ask the swordsman’s foreign state sect. The strongman who is the best is only one or two martial artists. It is not his opponent, but his place. The power of the supreme taboo in the rust sword is to leave the breath of supreme power outside the Sword Mountain Range, which is a shocking effect.
Now that Selangor is already in chaos, Ding Hao really does not want these Zongmen from the outside state to come in again and pick up the water.
......
In a blink of an eye, four days have passed.
On this day, the sun is like gold, cloudless, and beautiful.
Asked about the large array of guardian mountains around Jianzong, revealing the true face of the mountain gate, the closed stone monument on the side of the mountain washing pool was also removed.
From the moment when the sun rises, ask the sword sects of the ancestral disciples of the ancestors to set up a pale yellow stone monument with a height of ten feet. The stone monument is simple, like a long sword with no open front, it is stinging to the sky, the monument The body is smooth, and the names of more than a thousand people are engraved on the top of the door. They are all in the sect of the Zongmen, in order to guard the disciple who asked the swordsman.
This stone tablet looks quaint, but it exudes a divine glow.
It has a strange power that permeates it and envelopes the entire British cemetery.
Only those who have experienced the city of the pseudo-god will recognize it. This stone tablet is carved by the hard rock of the pseudo-god city. Even if it has been hit by thousands of years of wind and rain, it will never decay. It can exist forever, and the words engraved on it will never be annihilated.
Songtao bursts.
This piece does not know how many cemeteries that asked Jian Zongyinglie in the past, and now has added more than 1,000 new graves.
Numerous questions about Jianzong disciples gathered here to send the teachers and friends of the past to the last journey.
The black-pressed head, the filial piety of the clean and snowy, everyone's costumes, all with a mournful color.
The atmosphere is heavy.
Behind the stone tablet is Li Jianyi and Roland's crown, and the tomb that abandoned the green shirt and the tears of Tang Buddha.
Tang Buddha’s tears entered the question of the sword and the heroic circle. This caused a lot of controversy. In the end, Ding Hao and Li Lan came forward to restore the cruel truth. They told the Tang Buddha’s tears to ask the merits of Jian Zong, which convinced Many disciples and disciples, many of whom asked Jian Zong's disciples, this understands the pains and wisdom of the three giants of the past.
Ding Hao eventually did not follow the will of Tang Buddha tears and disclosed the hidden truth.
If you sacrifice the dead, you can be more excited.
At this moment, ask the swordsmen to mourn the ups and downs, everyone is in good faith, remember those heroes who died in battle.
The bell rang, long and lingering, mourning and mourning the dead.
The golden scorpion of the Great Leiyin Temple also appeared in the sword, and personally sang as the curse of the past, the sacred sounds cover the sky, the Buddha's light shines, and the super-dead.
The heads of Zongmen, such as Yuri City, Tianyin Valley, and Wu Nianpai, all appeared on the door of the Sword Mountain to show respect for Li Jianyi, the abandonment of the green shirt, etc. - of course, it is because These large gates, they know that they are now asking the true strength of Jianzong, did not hesitate to stand in the camp of the sword.
These sects have chosen to enter the disciples of the [Hundred Battlefield], such as the knife, the city, the sound, the tears, and other people have no news, I do not know life and death.
At this time, a bell suddenly came from the mountain.
Under the gate of the sword, there were five or six figures, upper body, thorns, ten steps, and slowly came to the top of the sword, they did not dare to protect themselves. Halfway through, my knees have been worn with blood and blood, and my forehead is also swollen and bloody!
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Locked to the black out, and overestimated his fighting power, the update is late, sorry