Chapter 1789: Wind and rain

The first seven hundred and eighty-nine chapters
Long Po Po and others did not speak, but they secretly guessed the origins of the three people. From their wearing, it can be seen that these three people are probably the same as the demon corpse, and should be the hand of the Tibetan immortal. Starting from the sacred son and the thunder emperor, there are at least fifteen monks in the top 50 of the list of the powers of the road, and have been passed down to the demon corpse!
"Why don't you talk?"
The face was covered under the black robe, and the woman who couldn’t see the face looked cold and looked at Ning Qi. The other two black robes were scattered and searched. I found that the inside of the big market was in front of me. The three dragon-in-laws are the eight-robbery creator. There is no other eight-robbery creator. This shows that the Tibetan magic is not here.
"There is indeed a Tibetan magical monarch."
Ning Qi smiled and nodded.
"And then? Where are others?"
The woman repaired the cold road.
"People are dead."
Ning Qi got up and smiled.
The monks in the Great Wall suddenly heard the direction of the main hall, and there were a few terrible tragic sorrows. Then there was no sound. It didn't take long for the nine dragons to ring.
"It’s the Kowloon Supreme Age."
The face of the monk in the Great Wall showed a sigh of sigh, and he looked at the direction of the villagers in Chaoyun Village.
"The three of them just watched the dresses who should be the Taoist priests. They must have come to find the magical lords. Now they have been trained as medicinal herbs by Ning Bei Xuan. This time, the gamble wars, the desperate situation of our death is either victorious. Either will be combined with the desperate and the thunder of the road, and the one who kills will not stay."
Sakyamuni sighed.
Sakyamuni and Xiao Wuyue and others surrounded the side of Sakyamuni, and the face suddenly felt a bit of worry. If you know this gamble, there will be such a change, they will say nothing. In this period of time, I entered the desperate situation of death. Unfortunately, things have come to an end. It is useless to say anything. I can only think about how to save my life in the next fierce battle.
"Help! Help!"
Outside the Great Wall, a monk came to the air and chased a few monks who were desperately thundered. The monks in the big market saw them and helped them. They were shocked by the thundering monks. Solve, this time, similar to this kind of picture, repeated performances do not know how many times.
In addition to Lei’s desperate monks, they also killed a lot of monks who were desperate. In the usual days, no one would be so nosy, and Mingzhe’s self-defense is the right way, but this time the big gambling war is different, since Lei Huang and others want The blood sacrifices them, they naturally want to keep more dead monks, and let the Lei emperors get rid of them. Moreover, there are Ningqi sitting in the big market, so that the monks who have a lot of scruples in their hearts, let go of their hearts, and they are unrelenting!
The time passed quickly for a month or so. During this month, a message was heard in the battlefield of desperate battles, which made many low-ranking monks frightened.
In order to verify the truth of the news, the monks who died in the dead and the death of the dead, in order to verify the truth of the news, the monks who died in desperation rushed to the Great Wall, and the monks who were in desperate circumstances also learned through various means. In the end, those who were in desperate conditions The monk discovered a frightening and desperate truth.
There are fewer and fewer companions they can see every day. Among the ten monks who are active in the battlefield of desperate battles, nine of them are thundering monks.
"impossible……"
Several seven-robbery lords who stood in desperate times stood together and looked at the places that had been bombarded by thousands of thunders. They could feel the grievances of this place, and I don’t know how many people died!
Behind these people, there are still hundreds of ordinary creators standing.
"This is the handwriting of Lei Huang. It’s just that there are Tibetans and real people here. How can Lei Wang easily break through this place?"
"Is it true that the news that has recently been circulated is true? The three strongest desperate people have joined hands to prepare blood sacrifices to hide the desperate and the desperate situation of death, so that Lei is in desperate destiny and draw a horrible force to help them break through the realm. shackles?"
"Then I wait, isn't it dangerous?"
The three men looked at each other in horror. The sixth sense told them that they must leave this place quickly. They must really decide to do this. They will not leave a living for the two desperate monks. After all, they are in two desperate monks. Many people are not low in the outside world, or they are the ones who are the masters of the sects, or the elders of the sects of the sects, and even some of the old immortals who have retired. They also enter the desperate and seek opportunities to break through. If they do not kill them, let them go out. Promoting it will inevitably shake the outside world!
As soon as the three of them turned around, a terrible breath descended from the sky, and the three seven-robbery lords were killed in a moment to become a pile of meat.
After seeing this scene with hundreds of their creators, they suddenly stayed in the air, staring at the sky, where they stood seven or eight figures, there are demons, races, giants...
"These ants, who are you?"
A white fox spit out words.
"Let me do it!"
The giant spirit monk smiled slightly, and the hundreds of creators on the ground reacted and fled.
"Where to run?"
The giant spirit monk snorted, and the huge body fell heavily on the ground, slamming his feet and shaking the ground. A pale yellow energy rushed out of his body, and the monk who escaped in all directions swept away. The monks who came to the light yellow energy seemed to be suppressed by a mountain, some were divided, and some became meat patties.
With a little bit of effort, they will die.
"Hey, the road is almost extinct, and I don’t know how to die in the end of the dead.
A white fox smiled.
The rest of the monks heard the words and nodded with a smile.
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"Is there no movement on the side of Yanzizi?"
The Tibetan Immortal and the Emperor Lei stood side by side, and the brows were slightly wrinkled.
The two have already faintly felt that Yan Shengzi is probably an accident, but in the three great desperties, in addition to the two of them have the ability to suppress the Yanzizi, who else will be the opponent of Yanzizi? This plan is extremely important and cannot be mistaken. If there is any mistake, then their efforts in these years will be wasted.
"Why didn't your brother-in-law really come back? The three monks who sent you to the big market before, can you have news?"
Lei Huang suddenly spoke.
The Tibetan gods were swept away. They did not find the traces of the three people. They turned and looked at the group of people. "They haven’t they returned yet?"
"No."
The men behind him shook their heads, and at the same time they flashed a trace of suspicion in their eyes. Could it be that they were left behind by the eight lords of the Great Wall?
"You have a deadly monk, and you are almost dead. The rest of them are left to deal with the existence of several power charts. Next, we should go to the big market in person and see if the Son is out. Something else, or another abacus."
Lei Huang cold channel.
"Right on my mind!"
The eyes of the Tibetan immortals looked at the big market, and there was a cold mans in the eyes.