Chapter 690: Survivor (4)

"Let the people of the world do my best."
The whole body is filled with strong and near-substantial light, and the singularity and aesthetically distorted ten-party squadron projections are tightly wrapped around the body. The 27th ancestor of Dawu is like a demon from hell. The loud roaring laughed and rushed to the past in the queue of Dawei.
Xiahou Rulong's face changed dramatically.
The ancestors of the gods who lived on the side of Wei Wei were the most numerous, but the battlefield of the duel greatly weakened their combat effectiveness.
Not to mention, just now they joined forces to form a small world of paintings. Two hundred and thirty-nine ancestors of the gods and gods have saved their lives, but they have also suffered great injuries and one manpower has been exhausted.
At this moment, the great Wei ancestors were completely the meat on the cutting board, and they were allowed to ravage this group of Dawu.
Xiahou Rulong screamed: "Like Hu Qingqing, I am Wei... It’s falling... From today, there is no big Wei in the world, only Qingqiu... Just ask, let me be there many gates, ancestral blood The food is endless and the incense is forever."
Xiahou Rulong threw the Auntie Seal in front of him to Linghu Qingqing, and then issued an extremely vicious vow at the fastest speed.
The 238-year-old Wei ancestors behind Xiahou Rulong had no war. They looked at each other and then sighed at the same time, shaking their heads one by one, and they issued the same vicious vows.
Linghu Qingqing heard great news, he shouted in the sky, and the heart lamp released a soft and clear water, and Xiahou Rulong and others were also enveloped.
The loud noise of ‘咚’, among the 27 ancestors of Dawu, the strongest, the highest-ranking monk (da) smashed the heavy axe, and an axe smashed into the clear light of the unbreakable light.
Just a blow, the fox spurted the blood and spurted the blood, and pulled out a thin mist at the same time.
It was just a slap in the face of the monk, and the horror of the fox, which was uploaded by the undead heart, almost died. Linghu Qingqing's face was pale and screamed: "We can only barely prepare for one or two, Xiahou Rulong, what means do you have?"
Ten Gods in God's Vision...
At this moment, the foxes and greens even hated the bones.
This group of white-eyed wolves who eat red meat and white cockroaches... If you are a grandson, how much benefit does he get in Linghu Qingqing? Linghu Qingqing used him as a living ancestor, but this guy, this guy...
He did not give any warning to Linghu Qingqing, and let Linghu Qingqing passively fall into this desperate desperate situation.
What makes Wuhu Qingqing more annoyed is that he spent such a large price on the gods. As a result, the gods chose this group of people in the Great Armed Forces... Is there any reason? Is there still Wang Fa? Why is this!
An old blood spurt out, and the heart-lights shine brightly. The survivors of Dawei and Qingqiu quickly gathered together. The range of defensive heartlights was greatly reduced, and the ray of light became brighter and the defensive power also rose to a higher level.
There are dozens of Qingqiu ancestors who formed a small military squad, and injected their own mana into the body of the fox.
The unlit heartlight suddenly swelled to the size of the fist, and a little ignition light on the lamp head circulated rapidly, bringing the sound of ‘飕飕’, and the more radiant and dazzling.
Wu Hao smirked, and he and twenty-six ancestors stood in a circle, surrounded by Linghu Qingqing and others, the weapon in the hands of '咚咚咚', the eternal heart of the fox is a fierce Hit the mammoth.
The radiance of the unrelenting light is violently turbulent, and the fox is green, and the rams and other squads that assist him are spurting blood, and the bones, blood, and internal organs are constantly spurting. .
In just a few dozen bombardments, the monks did not really exert their strength, and they had already beaten them to death.
"Oh, unfortunately, there are only five little ladies!" Wu Hao burst into laughter, staring greedily at the bleak Gongsun Xiu Niang, and her four beautiful female ancestors around her: "This is OK." Trouble, so many brothers, not enough."
Gongsun Xiu Niang sighed with a sigh of green, and she screamed: "My grandmother is dead..."
Wu Hao hurriedly shook his head: "Don't worry about saying awkward words, it is useless to say swear words. If you are dead, Lao Tzu will send all the little gimmicks of your grandson's family to the faculty, ah, squatting on the road, come Men who come and go can use it."
Wu Hao smiled extraordinarily brilliantly: "So, Xiu Niang, you have to live well, otherwise, your family's little girl, you have to eat the bitterness of the day... Let's Dawu's men, the most to the little lady Have a hand, you know!"
The words of the monk are full of threats, and Gongsun Xiu Niang’s face is more and more unfeeling, and her body is violently picked up.
Suddenly, a smattering of the sword behind Wu Hao flashed past.
The thieves did not die, so they survived.
It is also said that with the swearing method of the Pirates, and the mystery of the Pirates, in the chaotic occasion, he is not the main target of the tyrant, and he wants to survive is the simplest thing.
It’s just that the thief’s sword has just been thrown out, and the left-handed Wu Hao’s left hand quickly grabs it. The 叮’s scream, the long sword of the thief’s thief is firmly grasped by the martial arts. Wu Hao’s right foot slammed out like lightning, and the thief couldn’t do it. He was slammed by him.
A loud noise, the thief's abdomen blasted open, flesh and blood flew in the air, the thief was broken in the lower part of the body, and the upper body dragged the dripping blood all the way into the void.
However, his body was just hidden in the void, and he heard a big ancestor next to the monk.
The emptiness around him was violently swayed by dozens of miles. The sound waves were like countless forces cutting the void, and they saw more than a dozen figures in the void, and they were smashed, thieves, and a dozen ancestors who survived. At the same time, it was shattered by this smashing power.
Poor thieves... Seeing that Gongsun Xiu Niang, who was identified as a ban, was humiliated by the martial arts, and he immediately smashed the assassination.
However, the strength of the monk at the moment is not at all imaginable by the thieves.
One inadvertent, the robbers died in the dead, and even a dozen of the thieves who survived easily survived.
Another dozen or so light pillars flew up in the sky, and the monks and the Dawu ancestors became more and more awkward and laughed.
In the laughter, a great Wei ancestors suddenly whispered: "Remember... when we drafted the "Export Secrets"?"
The faces of a group of great Wei's ancestors were extremely strange and widened their eyes. Then they simultaneously smashed and sweared, and sweared at the twenty-seven proud martial arts ancestors.
I saw that the fire broke out from the Dawu ancestors.
The sound of loud noises, twenty-seven Dawu ancestors vomited blood, and was stunned by this sudden explosion. Twenty-five Dawu ancestors sat on the ground and moved again. may not.
The face of Linghu Qingqing and Gongyang’s three thoughts suddenly became wonderful.