Chapter 2250: Have to be buried here!

With no clothes, if Xian also opened, I looked at Lin Tian with a look of concern: "Hey, how are you? The weight of the injury is not heavy? Is there any pain?"
"Nothing, little injury."
Lin Tian looked at the clothes and Ruoxian, smirked, wiping off a trace of blood on the corners of his mouth.
At this time, he had a lot of blood on his body, but most of it was the blood of the enemy. His own blood was not much.
Immediately, looking at the undressed, his heart couldn't help but be amazed. What height is it now? Dozens of seventy-two elders of the guardian of the heavens were besieged together, but they could not even touch her clothes.
"This girl..."
In the distance, the big slain, the old Taoist priest looked at the undressed, could not help but squat.
Forty-five seventy-two wing strongmen of the guardian of the heavens joined forces to besieged without clothes, completely ignored by the clothes, and that feeling was like the process of forty-five people working together to kill the clothes, like in Doing juggling in general.
On the star, the key and the Tsing Yi man were completely stunned.
They have been worried about no clothes, fearing that the guardians of the heavens have no clothes, but never thought that there is no clothes. Their daughter is so powerful, it is already far more than all the 72 wings.
In the killing line, the old man of the purple shirt and so on, forty-seven of the seventy-two wing strongs are all shocked and shocked.
"how is this possible?!"
These people are unbelievable. They attacked together forty-five people, but they couldn’t even get close to the clothes. This is not the case with the key that was in the peak state!
However, very quickly, the expressions of these people have become chilly again.
"The ritual killing, the sacrifice of the spiritual map, the three people, together!"
The old man of the purple shirt chills, and the current seal, urging the big killing and dozens of sacred pictures carved here.
The killings and dozens of sacred figures here are the big killers they have spent months preparing. He believes that this killing and dozens of sacred figures are enough to suppress everyone in this place.
At the same time, the other forty-seven seventy-two wing strongs also printed together, together to force the killing and dozens of spiritual maps, and instantly burst into the sky to kill the light, the mighty toward Lin Tian, No clothes and if the fairy fell down.
These offensives are undoubtedly terrible, causing them to shrink their necks.
"Protect if you are good."
Lin Tian’s lack of clothing, one step is to cross out, and the colorful swords in the hands are raised, which motivates the reincarnation of the swordsmanship, and instantly sweeps out the reincarnation of Jianguang, which will be crushed and killed. The devouring figure is all broken.
His nephew is cold, only staring at the old man in the purple shirt, smashing and killing the mans and smashing the spirits, the speed is suddenly increased, directly stepping forward to the old man in the purple shirt, waving the reincarnation with the other hand, with the full weather Falling down.
With a bang, this fist is extremely violent. Under the increase of air transport, a punch is the defensive light curtain that the old man of the purple shirt rushed up and steadily fell on his chest.
"puff!"
The water splashed, and the old man of the purple shirt was immediately smashed, and only the spirit was immortal, and quickly separated.
At the same time, the killing and killing of the light and the spirit of the spirit of the suffocating vibration, the other forty-four seventy-two wing strong force together to promote the killing of the suffocating gas again suppressed, the destruction of breath is amazing.
Lin Tianzi's son is cold, always staring at the old man of the purple shirt, completely ignoring the other forty-four people, in this illusionary sea of ​​stars, speeding, leaving a trace of the afterimage, in a blink of an eye is approaching the soul of the old man Recently.
"Hey!"
The colorful swords are waved, and the swordsmanship is smashing, and the soul of this person is directly penetrated into a hole, transparent before and after.
"Humanity!"
The old man in the purple shirt was extremely angry, and the soul retreated. Lin Tian always pointed at him, and his eyes were full of anger.
However, his speed is far less than the speed of Lin Tian.
Lin Tian stepped, and in a blink of an eye it was forced to move closer.
"dead!"
He was full of killing mans, and he did not care about the other forty-four people who had killed him. The colorful swordsman was once again pressed against the purple shirt, and at the same time, the fate of the eye was shaking, and the whirlpool of the air was rolled down with the air. And next.
The old man of the purple shirt did not escape from this time, and the soul of the was born and submerged by the power of the sword and the whirlpool of gas.
"Damn! Give me a drive!"
The horrified roar came out, the old man of the purple shirt used the spirit of the soul to practice, the soul of the light, want to open the power of the sword and the whirlpool of gas, but it is useless.
This is Lin Tianman's killing attack. The power of the sword and the whirlpool of the whirlwind madly tear the soul of it, and the will to destroy is brewing.
"Do not!"
After the two breaths, the screams of despair and unwillingness came out, and the soul of the soul was shattered by tears.
At this time, the other fourty-four people were crushed, and Lin Tian quickly propped up the perfect world and reincarnation, and the students blocked this wave of attack.
"The sixth seventy-two wings!"
Killing the outside, the old gangsters and others are beating. Now, Lin Tian’s breath is fading, and there is no initial advantage. However, in these circumstances, at the same time, facing dozens of 72 wings, In the face of a big killing and dozens of spiritual maps, but also lost a 72-wing strong, this potential is too amazing.
"brute!"
The other forty-seven seventy-two wing strongs are all violent, this is how long, in this place, six seventy-two elders died in the hands of Lin Tian, ​​their family has been passed down for so long, never suffered such a huge Loss.
"kill!"
Some people roared. At this time, they didn't care about the clothes and the celestial beings. All the offensives were pressed toward Lin Tian.
Rumble, dozens of sacred sects, smashing killings and dozens of heavy phlegm boil, breathable.
Lin Tian waved the colorful sword and harnessed the power of air transportation. The front side greeted forty-four people, without any slight jealousy.
For a time, a variety of different forces collided here, nearby, and the big stars were directly shattered.
He swung his sword and flew a dozen people. However, the attacks of the other 72-wing powers also fell on him.
This time, he was not hurt, but his expression was unchanged. The reincarnation of his heart was treated by himself. The colorful sword in his hand waved again, and he was attached to the Excalibur with the power of destiny. Strong wing.
"The breath is weaker, now..."
Killing the outside, the old gangsters and other people condensed their eyebrows. At this time, Lin Tian’s breath declined more, the advantage disappeared completely, and the vagueness of the vagueness began to emerge.
Bang!
Within the killings, the Holy Waves boiled, and forty-four of the seventy-two wings were joined together, and the light of the killings continued to press on Lin Tian.
"External force is external force after all, you can't do it!" One of them sighed: "You things, obviously just an ant, but actually let my family break the seven elders before and after, since ancient times, there has never been such a thing, you Damn it!"
The other forty-three people were also extremely cold and spurred by the scorpion, and they became more aggressive.
Lin Tianzi was cold, and as the efficacy of Hengyi Jintiandan began to fade away, the combat power began to decay. At this time, the body of the murderous tremor was trembled by dozens of people. However, there was no fear in the eyes.
"You can't help me, today, you have to be buried here!"
His cold road.
Almost the moment when his words fell, the whistle sounded like a million-sounding sound, washing the heavens and the earth.
If there is no white dress, if the snow is snowy, the expression is quiet. At this moment, the thousands of snow plays the wheel and returns to the robbery.
"boom!"
Haotian Shengwei swept the entire illusionary star sea, Lin Tianzi was deep, and the spirit of the gods suddenly soared, just like the silence of the endless years of the destruction of the fire-fighting mountain, the birth of dozens of seventy-two wing strong Qi Qizhen spurting Flying.