Vol 3 Chapter 971: Who is the starlight?

Under the chasing of Longfei and the squad, the "Xiao Chen" was finally caught up by the two men, and they burst into a punch and turned into a wood chip.
The two look dull, and they sing: "The count!"
Hurry and turn around, rushing in the direction of the smelting pool, but just did not have time to go far, just heard a loud explosion.
The entire smelter pool turned into a black, a black death storm, rising into the sky to form a direct wind to the sky, the black islands are shaking with violent shaking, rumbling bursts of loud noises.
In the hands of the dragon, the folding fan was fiercely collected, and the winds were bundled together to form a devastating storm, which swept out and saw how intense the shock in his heart was.
"The smashing kiln is broken? How is it possible? The smelting corpse is a big squad. Even if the priest-level Wusheng is in person, it can't be easily broken. What's more, this dragon has no master-level Wusheng on the dragon."
The squad looked gloomy and looked at the direction of the smelter. He said: "If it’s really Xiao Chen’s shot, it’s really impossible. The guy’s doing things makes people feel impossible, but they’ve done it. ""
"Xiao Chen? I don't believe it. This person really has three heads and six arms."
As soon as the figure was moving, Longfei broke out with a devastating momentum and galloped in the direction of the smelting pool.
The smack of brows and wrinkles, feel this momentum, thoughtfully said: "Destroy the will, Longfei actually realized these wills, the hidden is really deep enough."
The place where the Wushen Palace Dragon Jupiter Base Camp is located, Huang Pufeng suddenly opened his eyes and vacated, staring at the direction of the black island, looking at the black wind column that went straight to the sky, and his eyes were incredible.
Beside him, the figure that flew out of the road could not believe it.
After a few moments, Emperor Pu sealed the channel: "The smelter was broken, the roots of the corpse were destroyed, the whole army was dispatched, and the soldiers were sent to the island, giving them a final blow!"
"Follow the adult password!"
In the base camp, a warship flying with the flag of the Wushen Palace, with a flying human warrior, flew out in a mighty manner.
The island occupied by the Tiantianmen, the heavens and the young masters have no blood, is gathering a group of doormen, preparing to send the military to the base of the dragon Jupiter in the Wushen Palace, and won this black wind column, it is also a look.
"The smelting pool, the corpse of the corpse, how was it broken, there is no such smelter, where the corpse still has the power." Qi said with no blood and no confidence.
The face was heavy and there was no blood and Shen said: "Go to the Black Island, the land of the decisive battle has been changed, it is the loss to win, just in this last battle."
Qinghuang Island, led the army of the corpse, is trying to break through the third line of defense, the Guardian of the Fire, and then go back and see the black wind column, his face suddenly changed.
This battle, I don't know how it happened, I can't completely receive the message of Xia Feng. Although it has an advantage, it can be harder to fight than I imagined.
I saw the black peak of the Lord, and the heart suddenly disappeared. Weihua said loudly: "Withdraw, return to the Black Island, and fight again in the future."
The army of the corpse was so dense that the tides generally receded and rushed toward the Black Island.
Seeing the dominant corpse army retreat, the Terran many warriors, feel a loose, but some can't figure out what to do.
Only Qin Wu, taking advantage of the black wind column that has been scattered for a long time, exclaimed: "This guy, really did it, the shovel was really broken by him."
On the side of the white snow-free, Ximen leopard, popular, Huadao, Niu Deng, also slightly topped, heard this, a little bit stunned.
The younger generation of Tian Tianzong’s children is ecstatic and excited.
"The smelting pool has been broken by Xiao Chen's brother, the corpse is finished, we chase!" Jin scale haha ​​smiled, with twenty 昊天宗's next product Wu Sheng, a horse first to the past to the black island.
A little bit of people were driven, and they rushed over and detained Xia Feng. Qin Wu, who is the highest commander of the three defense lines, also smiled and waved the whole army.
......
Below the black island smelter, Xiao Chen was a bit wolfsome, completely unpredictable, and the big array was broken by him in this way, and the energy that broke out was so amazing.
First of all, it was first swept by the qi and waves. The celestial cloak on the body was smashed and smashed. I didn’t know if I could fix it.
The internal organs are full of internal organs, the fear is tumbling, and the throat is sweet. It is a black blood spit out and the injury is not shallow.
The body twirled in the air for two laps. Xiao Chen took off the broken cloak and screamed at the four dead old men who were pressing over. They secretly complained that the shovel was broken and could not get out but it was a problem.
However, without pressure, my own knife can't be formed. Today, I realize that if I don't succeed, I will become a benevolent person.
"Hello, it's really courageous. Can you tell me about the death temper in the shovel, why didn't you turn it into a corpse on the spot?"
The four men each took a holy high-level magical zombie, surrounded by Xiao Chen, but also seemed to be calm, not eager to start with Xiao Chen, headed by the green old man, some curious asked.
The starry light fell, this splendid night sky is really beautiful, a little bit radiant, Xiao Chen smiled, white clothes hold hands and stand, calmly said: "This is the secret of Xiaomou, inconvenient to tell outsiders, sorry."
The green man sneered: "Oh, it is calm, I will let you know, let me know!"
The three cadres and old people, with their magical shackles, each played a corpse martial arts, suffocating and rushing to the sky, and suddenly they could not see any beautiful scenery in this splendid night sky.
Xiao Chen's body shape, such as the peerless sword scabbard, a bright light shining from his body, the black gas burst away instantly, still a clear night.
Hey!
Xiao Chen had six punches, his body was shaking, and every punch was out. There were knives flashing, the wind and the man stirring, and the whistling, the corps of the corps and the magical tricks were all hardened.
The space was turbulent, and the six people attacked in a chain. They did not retreat from Xiao Chen. The unparalleled edge did not weaken.
The old man in green clothes frowned and said: "Don't give me any reservations. I don't believe that I can't beat this edge."
The three old men heard the screaming, not the slightest reservation, together with the magical stagnation, the death of the body, rushing to the sky, between the shots, like a black storm roaring between the heavens and the earth.
Xiao Chen suddenly felt the pressure multiplier, and the Thunder will still have a 90% knife. They all cast their limits to the limit, but they still can't take the initiative. They can only passively welcome a flood-like fierce attack.
The blood in the mouth overflowed, but the smile on the face was not reduced. The sharpness in the heart became sharper under the pressure of this pressure.
One stroke and one style are like the tip of a knife, and the smashing into the other's body, even if it is quite a match, it also makes people feel a sharp pain, pour into the flesh and blood from the inside out, pierced by a sharp knife.
All the gods, the thunder and the knife, the four seasons, the knives, the will, the sword, the smashing, the dragon...
I learned what I have learned, and under this huge pressure, Xiao Chen is dripping out. The wounds on the body become more and more serious, but the thoughts in my mind are more and more clear, and the eyes are bright. In this dark night, the stars and gems are noticeable.
I don't know when, the arrival of Longfei and the squad, quietly standing beside the old man in the green dress, watching Xiao Chen and the battle of the three old men, very fascinating.
The old man in green is a bit embarrassed. The top three martial arts martial arts, the three heads of the magic, against a wounded Xiao Chen, clearly pressed Xiao Chen again.
But Xiao Chen’s edge is not seen to have any weakening. Instead, the three corpse warriors who are playing, some fearful and afraid to collide with Xiao Chen too hard, have obviously hesitated a lot.
"waste."
The old man in the green dress snorted, and his clothes turned for a while, and he wanted to shoot himself.
Longfei reached out and folded the fan on the shoulder of the old man in the green dress. He said, "You didn't see it. Is this skylight all falling on him? He is going to turn it into a butterfly. Why are you helping him?"
The old man in green clothes looked a little, looked up and saw, and saw the vast night sky, the stars, somehow, the little stars all fell on Xiao Chen, as if Xiao Chen had infinite charm at the moment, can attract all the light to himself.
"The descendants of the Qing emperor, really deserved the name, even dare to borrow this mortal bureau to enlighten. I will take a look at the dragon fly, how you will change, you can afford this starry sky, for you."
In the eyes, there is a strong fighting, and the white-faced scholar-like dragon flies, and the folding fan receives it, saying one word at a time. On his body, it seems that there is also a ray of light, falling in the stars of the night.
This night is really beautiful, so good and brilliant, there is a starry landing.