Chapter 1233: Candle Dragon Alliance

Seeing the scene of the man's blood rushing in the air, Uzrama couldn't help but whispered, and then looked at Chu Yan.
Seeing Chu Yan still indifferent, she showed an intolerable look between her eyebrows, and asked softly, "Are you still not ready?"
Chu Yan shook her head: "She can handle it."
At this moment when the two were talking, the figure had fallen to the ground.
The white dress on her body was like ink painting at the moment, and was stained with a large blood red.
A little bit of blood, splashed on the ground, like a blossoming plum blossom, looks very shocking.
But when the man stood on the ground at this moment, his body was still straight.
Holding the hand of the spear, the blood continued to flow down, and traces of traces were drawn around the gun body, but this man's exquisite face like a porcelain doll had no expression at all.
The whole body's injuries and the constant flow of blood did not seem to belong to her.
Compared to the battlefield that was shaking at the moment, her figure seemed to be standing between heaven and earth, extremely straight, sharp, and piercing the sky.
Not far away, the three monks who had not shot yet frowned even more at the moment.
One of them raised his head and looked into the air, his face looked cloudy.
Apparently, Chu Yan's appearance of this boat made them seem uneasy.
They are going to make a quick decision.
"The battlefield retreats and surrounds itself, don't let her run away!"
The monk who had just looked at Chu Yan theirs sang loudly at this moment, and then reached out to tear off the cloak on their shoulders.
It seems that he has a heavy focus on the realm of this place and is going to shoot it himself.
On Lingzhou, Chu Yan showed a smile-like smile: "Not only do you deceive more, but you plan to bully the smaller?"
His voice came from afar, and immediately made the monks' complexions change.
At that moment, the girl holding the gun also showed a look of wonder.
He tilted his head and looked into the air.
Then she saw the familiar face.
"Teacher ..." the girl murmured.
A smile appeared on the expressionless face all the year round.
The white dress, the blood, and the beautiful smile of the girl at the moment, it made people look a little dazed.
Shen Qing's voice was not loud, but it had clearly passed to the monks at the scene.
These people instantly understood that this was the other's helper.
"Do it!"
The other Di Yuanjing changed his face at this moment and shouted loudly.
At the same time, he looked up in the direction of Chu Yan and sternly said: "Candle Dragon Alliance work, are you sure you want to compete with Candle Dragon Alliance?"
Chu Yan's eyes narrowed and he spat out a sentence: "Candle Dragon Alliance, what is it?"
"you!"
The monk in the Yuan Dynasty who shouted at Chao Chuyan saw that the other party did not speak badly, and suddenly appeared to be killing. He was about to start working, and suddenly, he felt just a shock.
The next moment, he felt a coolness all over his body.
When he looked around in doubt, he saw that his companion was looking at himself with a horrified look at this moment.
Among these people, even the one with the highest realm among the three who was closest to him was the white-bearded old man.
"What's going on ..." asked the monk in Diyuan Realm.
But only four words were spit out, and a large stream of blood poured out of his throat.
At the same time, severe tingling came from multiple parts of the body.
He lowered his head and immediately saw that the ground under his feet had drilled a vertical ice cone.
These ice cones easily broke through his protective suffocation, and then pierced his feet, thighs, ribs, and chest.
At this moment, a lot of blood was pouring out of the wound, and in a moment, he became a blood man.
In the eyes of this monk, an incredible look emerged.
His thinking had begun to become dull at this moment.
However, he was still able to react, and the shot was bound to be the Chuyan on the spirit boat.
But he couldn't figure out why the other party was also Di Yuan Jing, but why killing him was so easy.
The next moment, the monk in this place was out of sight, completely out of breath.
He could never know the answer to this question again.
At the moment when the monks in the Yuan Dynasty died, the other two monks also moved.
Facing Shen Qing directly, he rushed towards Shen Qing immediately.
A long knife appeared in his hand, and in a moment, hundreds of swords were cut.
Daomang was connected, like a practise, rolled away in rage, as if it were a strong wind, and Shen Qing was wrapped in it and smashed.
The remaining one, the old man with a white beard, at this time Chao Chuyan cast a glance at them, and suddenly he flew into the sky with a torrential momentum pouring out.
He is a monk in heaven! The old man rose to midair, his eyes were cold, and he grinned, "This is what you asked for, and if you dare to fight against my candle dragon alliance, you must do well ... I am!"
Before he finished speaking, he suddenly changed color and exclaimed.
Because at this moment, Zeng Bi emerged from the spirit boat, her face was extremely bad, and she looked towards the old man.
The old man instantly felt the power of crushing level from Zeng Bi's body.
Although he is in the state of heaven, he is only one of them.
But what he felt from Zeng Bi was a powerful force that transcended the duality of the general state of mind.
The old man's face was gray and white, and when he saw Zeng Bi's eyes, he felt that the whole body's blood was draining towards his brain, and his hands and feet became cold.
Suddenly, he turned a corner, threw out a flying sword, stepped on it, and then turned and ran, without any hesitation.
At the same time, the monk on the ground just flew Shen Qing out.
Although Shen Qing's strength is far beyond the same level, but in the face of the terrestrial realm, coupled with her own serious injuries, it is still difficult to support.
At this moment, a mouthful of blood was spit out, and after falling to the ground, relying on the soul-locking gun, this stabilized the figure.
But at this time, the blood flowing from her, along the gun body, has formed a stream on the ground.
Thanks to her being an idol in the prison, she was born with strong blood.
If you were to change to a monk in a general condensed environment, at this time, I'm afraid that the blood would have dried up long ago, and I couldn't die anymore.
The monk in Diyuanjing, with a smirk, was about to rush up again and cut off Shen Qing directly.
But at this moment, he heard a corner in the air.
When I looked up, I saw the white-bearded monk turning his head and running.
At first he saw Zeng Bi, who was also flying in the air.
The pupil of this Diyuanjing monk instantly shrank into a pinhole, and at the same time felt only a heart, and fell straight.
The gray-bearded old man is the highest and most powerful being in their group.
It is also the monks with this heavenly state of mind who are there, that they have the courage to act boldly.
But now, the only state of mind among them is that they have no courage to fight with each other. They met face to face, left them and ran away.
So no matter how embarrassing the other's behavior is, it is inferred from this behavior that the realm and strength of the nun on the spiritual boat is enough to scare people alive.