: 574. Killing and sinking

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Yan Zhaoge stared coldly at the sinking, in the hall of the dragon, and the sound of the dragons that lingered incessantly, the dragon gas overflowed.
The light dragons circled around the main hall, and the entrance to the lower boundary passages began to become unstable.
Everyone in the Temple of Thunder is still in great shock at the moment.
One of the six great holy places in the world of eight great worlds, the home of Zongmen has stood for many years and stands still. It seems to be welcoming the end of the road today.
The first master of Zongmen, one of the eight great sacred places in the world, Qing Lei Wu Sheng Shen Yan, in front of the other side, also appeared to be vulnerable.
There is a black mountain in front, no one can guarantee that his own home is iron and will never fall.
However, everyone in Tianlei Temple did not think that the person who brought annihilation to himself was actually a young man who was less than 30 years old.
In the past, the ruthless exhibition of the East Pavilion of the Black Mountain was also far beyond this age...
In the Tianlei Hall, the warrior who is almost the same age as Yan Zhaoge is in a slump.
It has gradually been known that Yan Zhaoge and everyone are not a level of people at all, but now it seems that this is too much difference, making people feel unreal.
The appearance of the entrance to the boundary channel made everyone feel scared again.
No one knows that Shen Yu still has such a trick.
Originally, Tianlei Temple was deeply convinced of Shen Yu’s own self-confidence. He believed that it was indeed the reason of Yan Zhao’s song that it caused the death of the Terran warrior.
No one believes that the indulgence of the sacred sacred sacred priest will actually escape.
But now I saw the entrance of this precinct, and saw the action before the sinking, and confirmed the words of Yan Zhao, everyone started to drum.
The Tianlei Temple opened for more than a thousand years, and the long years naturally formed the pride and internal cohesiveness of its own Zongmen.
When the enemy is met, the reaction of the descendants of Tianlei Temple, most people are still united and fight against the end.
But at this moment, a group of warriors who used to sneak into the thunderfields, but their morale was low, and their proud heads were lowered, and the pride of their hearts was broken.
It is the home of the Temple of Heaven, which is the only way to break it.
For a time, the Tianlei Temple warriors were full of confusion.
In the middle of the sinking, Bei Ming split two shots, and he was seriously injured and died. The last fight was defeated by Yan Zhaoge with the group dragon temple.
The tone that the Qing Lei Wu Sheng finally mentioned, has to be vented at this moment.
On his face covered with blood, he was covered with a desperate death, and he stared at Yan Zhaoge, which seemed to be exceptionally embarrassing.
Bei Ming was separated from the arrogant martial arts as a squad, and then chased after Shen Shen, and punched again.
An iron fist like a gunshot, piercing the sinking body, piercing from behind, piercing from the chest.
Bei Ming did not receive his fists and his arms were straight, like lifting his body and hanging it on the gun.
Sinking out of a blood spurt, the look is completely defeated, the body's blood is rapidly aging and decaying.
Yan Zhaoge calmly looked at Shen Yu, said faintly: "Sudden bald, when I was ravaged by the mountains, and the battle with the extermination, you are cheap, you think that Lin Tianfeng and others are dead, things are finished. ?"
"Today, it is a new account and an old account."
Indulge in watching Yan Zhao song: "Yan Jia children, you ... do not want to be crazy, although the old man is planted in your hands today, but you, and Guangshan, I am not happy for how long!"
While talking, Shen Yan’s eyes reveal the brilliance, as if returning to the light, hehe laughed.
"Old man, waiting for you below!"
Yan Zhao song raised his eyebrows slightly: "Do you pin your hopes on the Great Day Shengzong? I know that the Great Day Shengzong took the axe from the mountains of Cangwu Mountain, but what about it?"
"I said, this time, I want to calculate the general ledger with you. Don't want to run the big one."
Shen Yan rounded his eyes and stared at Yan Zhao's song: "The crazy boy, I don't know how to live!"
He looked at Yan Zhaoge, hehe laughed: "You are still so confident now, because you don't know, there is a existence in this world, called the upper bound!"
"That is a world that is much stronger than the Eight Great World and the Great World of Fire. No, not strong, it is a lot of 'high', just as it was before the destruction, the world is like heaven, one is on the ground, one is on the sky. ""
"Our people in this world can only go to the upper bounds of the world if they are more than three martial arts masters. How many strong people do you think there are in the upper bounds of the world? How can you imagine the strong?"
Sinking and whispering: "The Great Day saints, huh, huh, they told the old man that they are not well-being, but they want the old man to see how powerful they are, to see how many of our holy places have been in these years. The dispute is just a game of chess on the board."
Yan Zhao song listened, his look did not change, just a sudden nodded: "Dazhi Shengzong this is his own no move, after all, from the upper bounds, please invite people to 'below', you say so, it seems to be people Already in the eight great world?"
"Do you know the upper bounds?" Shen Yan was surprised. He shook his head. "Although you know, it seems that you don't even know at the moment, how terrible there is!"
"The old man is not afraid to tell you, so that you have preparedness, because you are not wary of how to guard."
Shen Yan looked at the calm face of Yan Zhao Ge: "The old man knows what you are thinking. You think that the people in the world are coming in, and the nine secluded real devils enter the Eight Great World. The highest power is beyond the three realms of Wu Sheng."
"Yes, it is true that it is true, but let the old man tell you, the upper bounds, originally meant to deal with your old man Yan Di."
"Yan Di is really talented in the sky. Just boarding Wusheng can fight the big demon, but he only has one person after all."
"The old man knows what level of Yan Di, and the Great Day Shengzong also knows, do you think that people from the upper bound will not know?"
"How many strong people do you think they will come?"
"The old man admits that you are really the number one in the Eight Great World, but Yan Di is still dying, let alone you!"
Shen Xiao smiled and said: "What do you want to do, escape from this border passage opened by the old man? This is your only way of life."
"But unfortunately, you can run, Yan Di in the Guangshan Mountain and the East China Sea Seal can't run!"
"You think that the old man was only leaving the mountain. What did he do? It was the invitation of the Great Day Shengzong, and together to level your Guangcheng Mountain! Received the return of the Zongmen, and then turned around and returned."
Yan Zhao song did not say anything, but his eyes were even colder, and he could not see any fear from his face.
"You..." Shen Yanmu, but no sound, the North Ming behind him split his arm, and then a punch, his head directly flew out!
A bare head flew into the air, and the tumbling exposed the face of the dead.
It was the day, the main hall of the Thunder Temple, Qing Lei Wu Sheng Shen Yu, was killed by Yan Zhaoge in the Tianlei Temple.
Yan Zhao song looked indifferent, turned and left, behind him, Bei Ming was dressed in a arrogant robes, his hands up and hit, and then forced a point on both sides.
The thunder and thunder of the gods collapsed, and the thunderclouds were torn apart. The land of this day was not seen all the year round, and the sun was re-bathed.
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