Vol 2 Chapter 375: Slayer Project

Chuanyun Feiyang kept moving at a constant speed.
Like a flat boat in the water, the long tail dragged out disappeared.
Anyway, Lu Ping is the youngest elder of Luo Zong. Although he is better at refining and building weapons, it is not a problem to take the helm.
The woods and grass below are normal except for a withered piece.
After observing it for a while, the withered areas are all formed into pieces.
Lu Ping smiled as he tried his best to serve you guys and looked back. After some time of observation, he found that there was only this youngest apprentice, who seemed to be very simple and good at speaking.
So Lu Ping turned his head to make the smile brighter and asked softly, "Nine, Mr. Nine ... how am I at the helm?"
Little Kite gave him a white look and said, "It's so-so."
If it had been put in the past, Lu Ping dared to ask her this question, and she had already slammed it.
After listening to Ming Shiyin's words, she felt very reasonable and replied symbolically.
"Ah? Sloppy?" Lu Ping scratched his head, it shouldn't be, he just bumped twice before, and the others were smooth, how can it be so low?
"It's a far cry from my four brothers." Little Kite said.
Lu Ping glanced at Ming Shiyin standing next to him.
I thought to myself, obediently, even Mr. Mo Tiange was only at the helm? It seems that my helm is glorious!
The Ming Dynasty observed the withered area below.
Said: "Master, the withered area in front has become less."
Luzhou Fuxu nodded.
At this time, Leng Luo, who was watching next to him, said: "This is not easy ... Is anyone fooling?"
Pan Litian remembered the scene in the Blackwood Forest and remembered that it was withered when the forest was in fire: "Old doubts, some people want to go against the sky and borrow their lives from the sky."
The big brother finally discussed the high-end topic.
Lu Ping quickly raised his ears, and carefully listened carefully.
Luzhou said: "The method of borrowing life is everywhere in history, and no one has a good ending."
In the history of spiritual practice, many practitioners have studied various methods in order to prolong life ... This kind of people, without the life of Baye, got sick of Baye.
"Master, do you need to go down and investigate?" Ming Shiyin said.
"No need."
Luzhou looked at the direction of Mo Tian Ge and said, "Go back to Mo Tian Ge first."
...
In Yizhou, Netherworld teaches the rudder.
Yu Zhenghai pointed to the west side of the map and said, "Yizhou's overall situation is under the control of Ghost Religion. Wei Zhuoyan's people are vulnerable to attack ... Within a month, Yizhou is my world of Ghost Religion . "
Si Wuya said: "Wei Zhuoyan was ordered to suppress, but unfortunately, he is not the real commander of the three armed forces. However, be careful of this Li Jinyi ..."
"The younger brother's words are reasonable, this Li Jinyi shot twice in a row ... indeed some means." Yu Zhenghai said.
"Now I'm not worried about Wei Zhuoyan's men ... but ..." Si Wuya pointed to Loulan's direction.
"Interracial?" Yu Zhenghai frowned slightly.
"Yizhou is in chaos, if Loulan enters while taking advantage of it, we are enemies." Si Wuya said.
Yu Zhenghai nodded: "Then send someone to watch out ..."
Thinking of being enemies in the belly, Yu Zhenghai suddenly asked: "What news can the Devil's Pavilion have?"
Si Wuya said:
"After the original barrier disappeared, all the famous gates were waiting for the opportunity to wait and see, and prepare a new plan for the devil ..."
Yu Zhenghai burst out laughing:
"A new carnage plan? Master Tu but his old man?"
Si Wuya nodded irrevocably and said, "However, it seems that the relationship between Brother Two and Master is reconciled."
Yu Zhenghai heard the words, frowning, and sat down slowly.
Yu Shangrong returned to the Demon Heaven Pavilion. Where are those famous people who dare to act rashly?
Snapped!
Yu Zhenghai suddenly cracked the table in front of him with a punch, and hummed softly: "I would not dare to show mercy to his men ... I have already said that the second brother can't do things for others! Now, do you believe?"
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Si Wuya was stunned, what does it have to do with me?
"Second Senior Brother made a list of deaths, all of whom were besieging Jin Tingshan at the beginning, and everyone who was on the list was the soul under the sword." Si Wuya said.
Yu Zhenghai disagreed and said: "He has such a temper, he will suffer sooner or later ... I think that after entering the eight leaves, there is nothing under the sky to get his stuff?"
If there are no formations, barriers, immortals and the like, Ghost Religion has already captured all the martial arts and achieved great control.
For example, God is in a tenth battle. Yu Zhenghai has studied for so many years and has not found a suitable solution.
"Brother ... It's better to look after your eyes first. After Yizhou won, I suggest ... to go northward and take Liangzhou." Si Wuya said.
Upon hearing this.
Yu Zhenghai was happy and said, "Okay!"
He stepped forward again and slapped Xi Siwu's shoulder and said, "If there is a younger brother, why don't you worry about the world."
...
Jianxu Mausoleum.
Among the dark sword ruins, there is only a circular notch on the upper part, which sheds a faint light.
The two shadows stood outside the seven-strike array and watched the neatly flying sword array.
"Are you sure ... can help me reach the power of Nine Leaves?" One of the black shadows looked at the body in the sword array.
Another shadow said hoarsely:
"Hehe ... when Jiuye is white rice, everyone can eat it? Jiuye is unlikely, but ... it can be better than Baye."
"Bama, if you can't do it, don't promise! You promised me!"
"Zhang Yuanshan ... you are on Yu Shangrong's list, you have no choice! If you regret it, you can go now!" Bama's voice was deep and powerful.
Standing next to him is the head of Zheng Yi, Zhang Yuanshan.
After being destroyed together, Zhang Yuanshan had nowhere to escape, and the fate of others was already very poor, and now there is a mouse over the street.
I was on Yu Shangrong's death list.
Looking at the cultivators one by one, he was beheaded by Yu Shangrong, a ghostly sword demon, and he felt despair.
"Good." Zhang Yuanshan's eyes widened and he spit out a word unwillingly.
"I have spent my whole life researching ... using witchcraft to gather all life energy. I am on the same boat as you! Trust me!" Bama's voice seemed extremely confident.
"So what do you ask me to do here?" Zhang Yuanshan was a little incomprehensible.
Bama did not speak.
He slowly raised his hand and said that the purple energy kept gathering in the seven-strike formation.
Sword array in the sky, as if not feeling ...
"Here is the place where the sun has just crossed, and there must be a strong man practicing here. Unfortunately, I didn't find it. But ..." He turned sharply and pointed to the corpse in the seven-strike array ~ www.mtlnovel. com ~ This is also good. "
"Body?" Zhang Yuanshan was confused.
Just when he was puzzled--
Creak, creak.
The corpse actually moved.
"The technique of puppet manipulation." Zhang Yuanshan was shocked!
"It's a master of Buddhism ..." Bama felt the condition of the corpse.
"What are you going to do?" Zhang Yuanshan said.
Bama looked at Zhang Yuanshan and said: "I will use all the vital energy to enhance your strength. Remember, you only have two or three shots."
Unwillingness flashed in Zhang Yuanshan's eyes and nodded.
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