Chapter 1421: :Thousand Kings Kill

"Bai Ziyue, what have you got in the fairy palace? The so-called seeers have a share. Now that the fairy palace is back to the lake, you should not want to swallow the fairy tales that belong to everyone."
At this time, Hong Yao stood up and said with a smile. ★ starting chasing book help ★
"Yes, a few, what have you got in the fairy palace, why not take it out and share it with your friends?"
Zhao Fengqing also stood up and sneered.
"Hey, two kinds of cockroaches, the defeated army, what do we get, why should we share with you, then do you want to share the elixir you get in the secret?"
Flashing stood up, sarcasm.
"Everyone, it is because of you, the first step into the fairy palace, triggered the Jianhu enchantment, which led us to enter the fairy palace, now the fairy palace retreats to the sword lake, I can not get the fairy edge, shouldn't you blame you?"
A strong sage of the sacred religion stands out.
The name of this person, Huang Xin, is the strongest of the top ten in the Guangming holy world.
"Yes, I have missed the fairy tales. You can't get rid of this relationship. You, everyone, will share everything you get. Otherwise, so many friends, do you think you can leave here safely?"
A strong man in the Taoist Temple sneered.
"Everyone has their own lives. Since this fairy is obtained by us, it means that we have a relationship with us. If you miss it, you can only sigh, but now it is no different from a robber."
The extension of Qinghai stood out and looked at the indifference of the people.
"Rang? Haha, the fate of the monk, is not the one who is vying for it, the nonsense, the surrender, or the dead end"
The strongest of the Tianzongzong directly overbears the indifference.
"Good tyrants, Tong Qing, who do you want to die?"
At this time, a voice of indifference came, and a woman with a black pleated skirt was shining, and said indifference.
"Linger sister"
Bai Ziyue and others are bright.
"Second sister, I..."
The boy's face was gloomy.
"Do not talk nonsense, roll, you are not allowed to hit their ideas."
Mu Linger chilled and shouted.
"The second division, even if you are a sacred sacred woman, you can't stop us from taking the chance."
Tong Qing’s face is gloomy.
"They are all my friends, do you want to be against me?"
Mu Linger's eyes turned into a dark gold of indifference, and the magical tumbling and boiling, the magic, has turned through the mysterious.
"we……"
Tong Qing and others can't speak. Mu Linger can scare people behind the gates of Zongmen. They really can't offend.
Hundreds of people have retired from the Tianzongzong and were forced to retreat by Mu Linger.
"The demon sacred sacred woman, by the power of one of you to protect them, it is not too realistic, we are not the people of the demon."
The bright saint Huang Xing said with a sneer.
"You can come and grab it."
Mu Linger is cold.
"Linger sister, we are not soft persimmons, come over to grab the fairy tales, I have to look at it, you have several people who can have life"
Bai Ziyue said that the powerful swordsmanship in the body broke out.
"To grab it, I will fight, I will never hesitate to fight!"
The expansion of Qinghai is also a sullen face, more than 60 people stand up, and a share of the stocks rushed out.
The whereabouts of the monks in the presence of the monks, face each other, look forward to each other, and the eyes are exposed to cold and murderous.
The bright sacred Huang Xing stood up with hundreds of bright saints and sneered: "If this is the case, then I will come out to teach."
"And our Tianzong Zong"
In the Tiansong Zongmen, a strong person is indifferent, and hundreds of Tianhan Shengzong disciples also stand out. There are no more than seven or eight hundred kings on both sides.
"Lei brother, what do we do?"
The disciples of Vientiane Shengzong asked Lei to break the sea, and Bai Ziyue and others were also the same disciples. They were not good at starting.
"There is no door in front of Xianyuan, we don't grab it, but it falls into the hands of others."
Lei broke the sea and smiled coldly. Others also flashed greed in their eyes, and no one would give up the fairy edge.
"Everyone, grab each by yourself."
Huang Xin was indifferent, and his body was turned into a milky white sword, and he was violently killed.
"war!"
Others did not dare to fall behind, and they flew to Bai Ziyue and others.
Nearly a thousand kings, besieged and went.
Zhao Fengqing, Hong Yao and others in the Jiuxing Sword Emperor Sect are all looking indifferently.
"Fighting, fighting!!"
To expand the roar of Qinghai, a powerful sword in the body broke out, and the rolling coldness swept out. The body was turned into an icy sword to kill the enemy.
"kill!"
The others at the front of the battle are low-lying and they are killed. They only have more than 60 people. For thousands of kings, there is no chance of winning.
boom……!
The extension of Qinghai's swords is smashed out, and the coldness of the sky condenses the Baizhang cold ice swordsmanship. The Tongxuan sword is accidentally released, and a sword is thrown out, and the power is smashed, turning into a cold ice sword rainbow.
Eight disciples of the Taoist Temple blasted a battle mark to resist, but the power of this sword was too overbearing, directly smashing the battle pattern of eight people, Jian Hong shocked the body of eight people.
Hey! Hey! Hey! ......!
Eight people broke out in the body of the ice, and the body has been broken into ice. Today, the power of this sword in Qinghai is also terrible.
Bai Ziyue slashed a sword and killed it. Thousands of swords and spurs went away. His swordsmanship has been passed down, and his strength is more overbearing than before.
Ten people resisted Bai Zi leaping to Jianguang, but Bai Ziyue attack was too fierce. Ten people were pierced by countless Tong Xuan Jian Mang and directly shot into a sieve.
The other people at the front are also fighting hard. Everyone must face dozens of their own enemies.
And Mu Linger, finally at this moment, showed her true strength.
I saw her back with a pair of black wings, there is a radiance, a white magical pattern appeared on the white skin, the terrible magical force broke out, holding a long one-length long, dense and sharp blade winger soft The sword is killed.
Her speed is as fast as lightning, and the magic power is poured into the soft sword. The soft sword is shot at the sword and turned into dozens of feet. The ten bright religious disciples are shrouded in swords, directly strangled, and the power is overbearing. The attack is very different.
Other war-fighting disciples, not the Xiu Xian method, or the Xiu Luo blood, are all strong in one block, more than 60 people, and even thousands of people have been around.
However, the other party is too many people, and the joint attack is too strong.
"what……!"
After a warrior killed several people, he was sneaked into the back by one person and smashed a terrible blood.
Subsequently, various attacks were killed and drowned the warriors.
The screaming disciples screamed, their bodies were smashed with blood, their arms were blown up, and their bones were blown up a lot, falling directly into the void.
"Deng Cang!"
Bai Zi Yue roared and quickly flew to Deng Cang, who was seriously injured, but at this time, a thunderous surging came to him.
Bai Ziyue slammed the sword and opened the thunder. More than a dozen people came to him at the same time, and Deng Cang fell to the Sword Lake and was torn by the terrible sword.
Bai Zi eagerly looked at these people, and his heart was filled with anger. These people are the people of Vientiane.