: 582. You two, you will die more miserable

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Before Yang Zhanhua’s death, his face was full of shocked expressions.
He couldn't figure out how Yan Xing song dared to kill him, dare to face the door of his door, and suddenly killer!
If Yan Zhaoge secretly kills him and then escapes hiding, he does not think that Yan Zhaoge can escape a death, but he can understand his behavior.
But now Yan Zhaoge actually deliberately kept him, and waited until his same door arrived, only to shoot.
In Yang Zhanhua's thought, this is not a problem of daring, but crazy.
"How dare he do this? What is his temper to do this? Why does he do this?"
Rao is Yang Zhanhua, who was born in Guangmingzong. He is highly educated and knowledgeable. At this moment, he only feels ridiculous and unbelievable.
With that Wu Sheng avatar? Yes, yes, this is the avatar of the Wushen dual realm, the strength is extremely powerful, and there are more holy soldiers.
With that weird bamboo branch? Yes, yes, Yang Zhanhua has never seen such an eccentric treasure in his life, and he has the same product as the sergeant.
With this dragon-filled palace? Yes, yes, this palace can trap yourself in such a short period of time.
But all this, together, is not enough to support a person to make such a crazy decision!
All of this, can you get a strong man of the three realms of Wu Sheng, are still unknown, let alone three?
Yang Zhanhua feels that his life is dying, and his pupils gradually lose their brilliance and have no focal length.
The last scene that stayed in his vision was through the open door of the Dragon Palace, and three people appeared in the distant horizon.
Liu Feng, Wu Sheng, the three realm of the realm, like Jin Jie, is the guest of Qingmingzong, not the Guangming ancestral biography, but an amazing cultivation is enough to be rampant in the eight great world.
Sun Hao, Wu Sheng, the three realm of the strong, the Guangming ancestral Orthodoxy, the practice of the Guangming ancestral three-pulse rumor, the sun and the moon, the Thai law, and his own practice of the light and normal law, said that tyrannical.
Deng Sen, Wu Sheng, a four-strong realm, his own rumored uncle, this is the first strongest of the Guangmingzong who came to the Eight Great Worlds, stronger than Liu Feng and Sun Wei.
Yang Zhanhua believes that it is the strength of Yan Dazhen in the East China Sea that there is a rumor that Wu Wusheng is one of the most important players in the world. As long as Deng Sen shot, the other party could not turn the sky.
Such three strong players shot, Yang Zhanhua can hardly imagine how Yan Zhaoge resisted.
But all this has nothing to do with him.
Bei Ming’s gunshots completely destroyed his vitality!
After Jin Jie, another Wu Sheng two-stronger, the upper bound of the Ming dynasty Ming dynasty Wu Sheng Yang Zhanhua, fell under the Guangchang Mountain!
Everything is seen in the eyes of everyone.
At this time, everyone had no other thoughts and was shocked to be almost numb.
And the three brightest people in the distant Guangming ancestors came together, and everyone's mind trembled, and their minds were almost blank.
With the approach of the three people, the entire void around the Guangcheng Mountain is turbulent, and the heavens and the earth seem to be under great pressure, and will collapse at any time.
That powerful force seems to have surpassed the limits of the universe, and it is necessary to break the sky.
The scene of Yang Zhanhua’s death is also in the eyes of Deng Sen’s three.
The three strongest people felt wrong. They didn't think that Yan Zhaoge was in front of them and killed Yang Zhanhua without any mercy.
After the mistake, it is anger.
Yang Zhanhua's rumored uncle, the three strongest Deng Sen stepped out, and instantly arrived at the Dragon Temple.
Wherever he went, the void was collapsed, and the light lines of the Taiqing Dao Dao Road were directly broken and disintegrated and dissipated in the air.
Deng Sen stepped into the group of dragons and directly attracted the dragons in the hall.
However, Deng Sen’s whole body shines brightly, and he will open his way to the North.
Bei Ming was shaken back, Deng Sen caught Yang Zhenhua's body, and the real yuan was continuously injected into it.
Yang Zhenhua's body began to radiate, and the skin seemed to have recovered blood, but still no breath.
Deng Sen's face sinks into the water, and the real yuan continues to stir up, trying to reawaken the vitality of his master.
The bright and shining radiance of the law, the enduring power of the atmosphere, filled the Quartet.
The bright Ming dynasty, Liu Feng, saw the group of dragons and felt the fullness of the true dragon, and could not help but brighten his eyes.
He also rushed into the group dragon temple, took a deep breath, and his face showed a look of satisfaction: "I really can't estimate it. There is such a lot of real dragon spirit here. ""
Deng Sen’s palm pressed at the same time as Yang Zhenhua’s vest, and said with a blank expression:
Liu Feng, the person who killed the place.

Liu Feng raised his hand and hit the North.
The road was red and foggy, and suddenly filled the entire group of dragons.
The group dragon hall slammed between the shocks, and there was a tendency to disintegrate.
Bei Ming was divided into a arrogant cold robes, a dragon-scale gun, and the North Mighty Gun did not retreat with Liu Feng.
But the blushing fog, sleek and undulating, entangled the guns of the North Mist, and it was difficult to get in.
The horror of light and fog is turned back to the North, and the arrogant martial arts are suppressed.
At this moment, the vast ice sea was gradually dyed red.
Yan Zhao song nodded slightly: "It can be compared with the old man who just surpassed the holy time."
Liu Feng also praised: "Good gunfare, good skill, but unfortunately, but I don't know the current affairs. If the treasures are given out and the light is valid, it may not be able to fight a good future, but you killed the authentic Guangzong elders. Killing a Wu Shengkeqing, no one can hold you."
"Is advise you not to struggle, die in the hands of the old man, there is still a happy, if you let Deng elders take the shot, you will die very miserable."
His palms were red and the fog was rolling forward, and the North Ming dynasty trembled steadily. The figure fell backwards, and the arrogant martial arts fainted.
But Bei Ming was not in a hurry, and his mouth even showed a few smiles: "How can I, don't care, I only know that you two will die very badly."
"Hmm?!" Deng Sen and Liu Feng looked at the same time.
The gates of the Dragon Palace are closed!
Within the hall, the space changes, and suddenly it turns into a myriad of overlapping time and space, as if there are countless small worlds superimposed together.
From all the time and space, together with the horror of blackness, it is like thick ink.
Extremely rich and dead, condensed to the extreme, turned into a horrible silence, filled the entire group of dragons.
The gas of silence turned into a horror of horror, sweeping the tide of the heavens, rushing to Dengsen and Liu Feng!
"How can there be such a scale of silence? This kind of silence can almost destroy the eight great world!" Deng Sen and Liu Feng Qi Qichang: "This... the true dragon here, All the dragons gather after death. In addition to the true dragon, there is endless death. How many real dragons are there?"
Bei Ming was separated, but at the moment he was taken over by the Dragon Temple, and he disappeared into the chaotic time and disappeared.
Yan Zhaoge laughed: "The dead air is always a hidden danger. It is not cleaned up. I can't let go of the real dragon essence here. I have been waiting for someone to help me block this robbery. Now I decided to You two."
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