Chapter 1381: Only blood, only kill, can sacrifice the disciples

"Meng Pingqing..." He looked at the ruthless wave and raised the disciples and so on. He himself was cold and said, "I am a disciple of the human race, even if it is a small one, still take the human race first, kill the demon guard. Terran, why did you start with my disciples?"
"Haha, haha..." Meng Pingqing saw it and didn't feel a big laugh. "Toward the Holy Spirit, if Meng Mou did not kill the plan of making a disciple, he just wanted to incorporate the building door into his majesty and fall into the Yaozu. Holy tricks, do you believe?"
"I believe!" replied faintly, "But I don't believe that you will start to make a door for me for no reason! You can ask the people on the scene, millions of monks blame, and hundreds of thousands of disciples break their arm. Hundreds of squadrons swear by the righteousness, all of which means that my creation door is truly a human king. How do you dare to start??"
"This..." Meng Pingqing gritted his teeth, and said, "Meng Mou said... This is the personal grudge of Meng and Xiao Sheng, can you believe?"
He bowed to it, he looked at the left, knowing that Xiao Hua was next to him, so he asked: "You say!"
"If I said it, can I spare my life?"
"Haha, you want more!" Laughed to the ceremony, his eyes swept away the thirty-three lords, and said loudly, "Three thousand years ago, I made millions of disciples and peaks, and today you are still in the layout. Want to kill the backbone of the Terran, I am waiting for the lower bound how can you spare your life?"
"Haha, that's it!" Meng Pingqing swept his eyes around the seven swords, and the swordsman's sword in his hand became brighter after the appearance of ritual and ruthlessness, and the silver light was not inferior to the immortals, not timid. A strong, laughing, "waiting for you to wait for Mengmou... let's not delay!"
I don’t have to pay tribute to it. I have already raised the hand of the immortal door. "Oh..." A silver hand grabbed Meng Pingqing.
Seeing the silver hand smashing out, the atmosphere of destroying the earth is approaching, and the seven swords suddenly move!
"Oh..." There was a flash of silver in the heart of the sword, and then the momentum of the sky was also dispersed from the sword. It was more arrogant and more arrogant than the ruthlessness of the people. A slightly hoarse voice sounded, "Hey, the disciples are really arrogant, actually in the lower bounds..."
With this voice, one of the swords smashed the flying sword in the hand, and the flying sword gave birth to a roaring sound, and the idiot disciple who shot the hand!
"Boom..." Jianguang just started, the silver hand of the disciple of the martial arts was stabbed and broken, and the sword smirked. "It’s just a dust fairy..."
"Not good!" Long Do not scream next to the potential. "There are other immortals in the lower bounds. This immortal is at least... Yan Xian high-order, ruthless, they should be high-ranking dust, they can’t fight these swords, they can’t Will fall??"
The situation changed too fast, seeing that he had the upper hand, Meng Pingqing did not feel great!
However, there is no resentment in the heart of Meng Pingqing. Since the immortal sword has the power to kill the lower immortals, why did you just stop it?
Of course, when I think of the immortal, of course, this sword is to protect him, and Meng Pingqing can only interrupt his teeth and swallow.
Seeing that Jianguang wants to pierce the eyebrows of the disciples of the creation, the silver of the disciples of the disciples has been torn, but the disciples of the creations are not afraid at all, and even the eyes are mocking.
Sure enough, when Meng Pingqing was ecstatic, an unparalleled will swept again. "Boom...", the sword smashed and the silver broke!
"Oh my God! Who..." Long Do not sneak completely stupid, and said, "A thought can destroy the fairy scorpion controlled by Yan Xian, this ... This is at least the five elements of immortal? Five elements can also be lower bound??

And then, "Boom and Boom..." a few roars, Meng Pingqing forced, in his eyes, in the mouth of the immortal, no one can rival the sword, so broken!
"Who? Who??" The hoarse voice was also horrified, shouting loudly.
However, I don’t wait for this voice to say the third word.
Brush...
will sweep, the scattered silver disappears out of nowhere, and no traces are seen!
"Xiao Sheng, Xiao Sheng..."
All the monks boiled. At this time, who can not know that Xiao Sheng is also in the lower bounds? ?
"Xiao Sheng, Xiao Sheng!!"
Exciting, more than a few times more than just ruthless!
"Impossible!" Although the dragon didn't have a sore nose and some tears shed, but he still smiled bitterly, and his heart muttered, "Your holy, never come back..."
However, the idea of ​​Longbei’s diving has not disappeared, and a voice that everyone hears clearly sounds:
Kill!

"Kill this? This is the voice of Xiao Hua??" Long do not like to be hit by lightning, he incredibly tried to look into the distance, but how can he see Xiao Hua's body shape with his strength?
"Impossible, impossible!" Long did not understand the moment, "This is ruthless and so on to imitate Xiao Hua's voice..."
"Kill!" To the ceremony, he was already impatient. He heard Xiaohua’s order, and when he first screamed, he raised his fist and "banged up..." A Thunder to Meng Pingqing!
Meng Pingqing screamed, hurriedly urged the mana to resist, but unfortunately he did not wait for him to shoot, the fist to the ceremony has been hit, "Boom..." a loud noise, Meng Pingqing's body was beaten!
"I said, I said..." Meng Pingqing actually had a dozen-dollar dragon-shaped blood shadow flying out, shouting loudly. "Really, the younger generation has a private enmity with Xiao Sheng. The ancestors of the younger generation are the gods of Xiao Sheng. Killed..."
The ceremony was paused in the air for a while, it seemed to be a side-by-side listening, and then "hey..." to the ceremony again sprayed Lei Guang ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Mengping Qinglong-shaped blood shadow played thin, and finally the big sleeve One Yang, take it away!
However, when he was swept away, he found that Meng Pingqing’s blood was gone, apparently being taken away by Xiao Hua!
To the ceremony, look at the Tianmeng 33 ally who is holding a squirrel outside the soul, and whispered: "Kill!"
As the hand raised to the ceremony, a co-owner was beaten with flesh and blood, and even Yuan Ying was too late to escape and was killed!
"Kill, kill..." Seeing the 19 immortals shot, instantly killing Meng Pingqing and the thirty-three ally, even the swordsmen were defeated, and the disciples of the martial arts couldn’t hold back, along with the Taoist League, Xuanmeng, and the various factions. The disciple killed other Tianmeng disciples!
Millions of disciples are watching, and no one can bear to let them look!
Only blood, only kill, can pay homage to them!
Xiao Hua stood in the air in the cold, and Jiu Xia carefully accompanied him. At this time, it was the revenge of the door of the creation. Nine summers did not say a word, but said that he killed the Tianmeng 33 League to help the evil disciple, even if Tianmeng Eighty-Five Leagues are all gone, as long as they can change Xiaohua and smile, Jiuxia is willing!