Chapter 1227: : 豪气凌云

The first thousand two hundred and twenty-seventh chapter: arrogant Lingyun
The first thousand two hundred twenty-seven chapters: arrogant Lingyun.
Many young disciples who did not have the strong protection of the mountain saw the situation, and they all ran to the lineup of Hehuan.
It’s just that Du Shaozhen can’t protect too many people. Those who are close to the mountain door disciples, some of them outside, are swallowed into the whirlpool of Wuguang.
"what……"
The miserable mourning echoed in the sky, and the overwhelming figure was swallowed up by the whirlpool of black light.
At least millions of figures in a flash, can not help but fly in the air, in the black vortex into a blood fog, the visual impact makes people tremble!
Du Shaoxuan's eyes are dignified, and the terrible black whirlpool is like the gateway to the demon domain. As the endless figure is swallowed up, the magic is still getting stronger and stronger, and sooner or later everyone will be swallowed up.
"Is there any way, otherwise, I am afraid that everyone will only be swallowed up!"
Mu Jianchen asked Du Shaoxuan not far away. At this moment, the strongman of Samun Jianzong is protecting the disciple of Samun Jianzong. Mu Jianchen covers the body of the body, like a sword, he can barely resist it. Great power to swallow.
"It’s already at the last moment. If you have a card, you can use it. Otherwise, there will be no chance to use the card at that time!"
Du Shaoqi frowns, this time the leader of the net evil alliance is the youngest generation of the most powerful forces in Zhangzhou, including the Sam Mun Jianzong, who has Mu Jianchen in it, and Samun’s swordsman will definitely have the last The card will never let Mu Jianchen be in danger.
Other major forces should also have the final cards, not to let the youngest generation of the peaks have an accident, but that is the future of the mountain gates.
At this time, I only hope that the final cards of the major forces can resist.
Listening to Du Shaoqi's words, Mu Jianchen's eyes shot sharply, loudly: "You have reached the last moment, don't hide any more, use the last card, otherwise you can't live this time!"
Mu Jianchen’s voice fell, and his hand filled with radiance appeared in his hand.
Five fingers and micro-grip, while the brilliance was crushed, just above the head of Mu Jianchen's head, a strange light suddenly spread out.
"boom!"
There was no tremor in the surrounding space, and a figure wrapped in the brilliance of the glory of the next day, the surrounding light flashed, it was a 70-year-old old man, surrounded by swordsman.
With the appearance of this figure, the spread of a horrible horror is like a sword of a peerless sword, with a fierceness.
This figure appeared on the sky, and it was daunting to approach it. It only looked up, and even the surrounding magic of the Wuguang was also washed away.
"Boom! Boom..."
At the same time, this piece of heaven and earth once again trembled, and the other seven lineups, such as Chang Qingdao and Jiuhuashan, each had their own radiance like the next day and the moon, and seven figures were born.
A total of eight figures, carefully looking at the illusory, but the terrible breath of the body, can directly shake the magic.
With the appearance of these eight figures, the pressure on the coalition forces suddenly dropped.
The horrible black whirlpool over the sky seemed to have stagnated for a moment.
With the appearance of these eight figures, the strongest of the eight forces, such as Samun Jianzong, Chang Qingdao, and Jiuhuashan, also showed their joy, as if they saw hope.
"It should be a avatar of the martial arts."
Du Shaoyan's eyes fell on the eight suddenly appearing figures, and the major forces really had the final cards.
The eight figures are all a avatar. They are not the real martial arts strongmen. When the Seven Star Temple was attacked by the sects for the first time, Du Shaoqi once saw a martial artist's avatar.
"Hey, is this the magic door, someone opened the magic door!"
Above the line of Samon's swordsman, the seventy-year-old man looked at the black whirlpool with a sigh of ignorance. After a little doubt, he looked at him in an instant, as if he had thought of what kind of fear, and he was divided into seven to the side: "You are The magic door has been opened and must be destroyed. Otherwise, the whole city of Zhangzhou will be truly demonized!"
"The magic door is just a legend. I didn't expect it to happen. It must be ruined, otherwise it will be a disaster!"
An old woman in gray coat, dressed in awkwardness, but in the eyes, the hot runes are pervasive, looking directly at the black whirlpool, and the eyes are like a sea of ​​fire.
"It must be ruined, otherwise it will be a big robber!"
A few strong people are apathy, and no face is dignified.
"The shot, ruined the monster!"
The eight avatars were all sizzling, and the eight singers broke out of the runes, carrying eight terrible energies, turning into eight overwhelming sly attacks, and plunging directly into the terrible whirlpool.
"Oh la la..."
These eight avatars plucked out, and suddenly along the way, suddenly burst open, all the way to the space is broken, the terrible power, let people breathe blocked.
"Oh, it’s finally coming out, you are the target, the rest is just an ant, just eight, this is enough for me to go further!"
At the same time that the eight-way Uighurs rushed toward the Wuguang whirlpool, the blood evil laughed, and the handprints in the hands condensed and changed, just as the eight strong men were just near the vortex of the Wuguang, within the vortex of the Wuguang, suddenly A screaming cry of the ghosts of the nine secluded.
"boom!"
In the next moment, a terrible magic storm, like the time and space that straddles the magic domain, penetrates the space, and finally smashes the eight avatars.
"Hula..."
That magical storm was terrible, and suddenly the horror of the screaming force broke out, and it actually swept the eight strong people.
Under the whirlpool of black light, the horrible waves of the wind spread and spread. It was a devastating atmosphere, which allowed the surrounding space to explode.
In the absence of a number of light, the eight strong men in the devastating magic storm, just insisted for a moment, then it was turned into a rune fragment to dissipate.
"not good……"
From the surprise of all the alliances, all the alliances turned into shocks.
The eight strong players are the strongest existence under the martial arts.
There are no problems with the eight people joining forces to deal with the martial arts situation.
However, I did not expect that only a moment, eight strong players, were completely destroyed.
"boom……"
The next second, the Uganda whirlpool is stronger, suddenly suddenly skyrocketing, the terrible sucking power spreads to seal the ancient land, the magic gas raging in the sky.
"what……"
Under the force of horror, the magic gas swallowed the four sides, and the overwhelming coalition army was once again swallowed up by the involuntary, and the overwhelming sorrow and sorrow.
The magic swallows everything, the shadows of the sky, the storm, the sand and the stone sweeping through, just like a tornado storm, everything is like destruction.
At this moment, even those who protect the mountain disciples are hard to support.
The repairers who have the martial arts have been careful to protect their disciples, and they have been forcibly swallowed up. Finally, the blood fog has disappeared into the vortex of Wuguang.
"We are dead, no one can escape!"
"This time, we are all over the army, and we are on evil spirits!"
"I don't want to die, save me, who will save me...!"
In the terrible magic storm, exclamations, fears, mourning, and countless sounds.
"It's getting stronger and stronger, it's hard to resist!"
When Du Shaoqi launched Dapeng Golden Wing and protected the disciples of Hehuan, the terrible pressure collapsed, but it was increasingly unable to support.
Under the terrible sucking power, Du Shaoqi has become increasingly unstoppable.
Overwhelmingly, the figure like a locust transit was swallowed by the whirlpool of black light.
It seems that at this moment those figures are not humans and monsters, but small locusts, the number is more than a million.
That terrible destruction is the real cleansing, and even can be said to be extinct.
Du Shaozhen trembled. If this horrible black whirlpool appeared in the big city of Zhangzhou, the destruction would be real destruction.
"Hey!"
In the meantime, Du Shaozhen felt the inside of the gods, and Zi Lei Xuan Ding was fluctuating, and the wind trembled with ‘嗡嗡’.
The purple Lei Xuan Ding in Du Shaoxuan’s body is like what he feels at the moment. He wants to get out of the body and rush into the dark vortex.
Du Shaozhen's face changed greatly, but the black whirlpool was destroyed. Zi Lei Xuan Ding was not controlled by himself at this moment. He wanted to rush into it. This is definitely not a good thing.
Fully suppressed, Du Shaozhen found that it is difficult to suppress Zilei Xuan Ding at this moment. If Zi Lei Xuan Ding appears exposed at this moment, I am afraid that it will bring trouble to myself.
Purple Lei Xuan Ding is not a thing, it was originally left by the strongest, and it is also related to these seals. At this moment, it seems that what is sensed, maybe it is not necessarily destroyed.
Du Shaoxuan’s mind instantly measures the meditation, and the purple thunder in the shrine’s mind is more and more explosive, and wants to get out of it immediately.

Spell together!

The golden eyes are filled with light, the waves are thundering, and Du Shaoqi Dapeng’s golden wings are on the rise. He said to the discerning disciples:
You protect yourself!

The voice fell, and the golden light broke out behind it. Du Shaozhen fluttered up like a real golden-winged Dapeng, and wanted to rush into the black whirlpool.
"What does the devil want to do?"
"The devil, Du Shaoqi, wants to commit suicide!"
Daddy, there is no number of light in the sky to see Du Shaozhen actually does not retreat, want to rush into the vortex of the black light, are all surprised and surprised.
"Du Shaohao, what do you want to do, you will die!"
Mu Jianchen wholeheartedly resisted the terrible sucking power in the vortex of Uganda. At this moment, he was surprised and shouted loudly.
Du Shaozhen flapped his wings and blocked it under the undulating vortex of the sky. The golden light was square and square, and the golden awns of the two scorpions were thundered, and the atmosphere was overbearing and arrogant, with a bit of unwarranted domineering.
A bitter smile did not leave traces on the face, Du Shaoyan looked at the people under the air, quite loyal and loyal, and arrogant, said: "I can't always watch everyone die, I will see if I can break this monster, I Who does not go to hell, who goes to hell!"
When the voice fell, Du Shaoqi suddenly turned around, fluttering his wings and turning it up, turning it into a golden long rainbow and directly plunging into the vortex of Wuguang.
That golden light back, at this moment, it is really a bit of aspirations, in the innumerable light, suddenly became great.