Chapter 638: : The finale is a virtual reality!

"Hey..."
The savage beast army culled, violent and bloody.
"what……"
"Help!"
In a twinkling of an eye, there was a scream of sorrow in the disciples who did not die, and everything was transferred.
On the emptiness, the murderous birds spread their wings, and they rushed to the undead disciples who were tempered.
The two demon savage savage beast strongs set foot on the void, fierce and dazzling, they are still barely able to withstand the pressure, but at this moment they dare not go forward, and then retreat in the direction of the Qinghuang.
"Green Emperor, what is going on?"
The faces of the monks changed greatly, and they did not know what happened. These savage beasts actually attacked the undead disciples and listened to the command of the mysterious teenager.
"The boy is very mysterious, and the body seems to have an external force that does not belong to him!"
Qing Huang’s eyes were fixed on Su Yi, and his eyes narrowed and his eyes were soft and fluctuating.
He can feel that the boy's body seems to have an external force that is not his own, otherwise it will not explode that terrible momentum.
There must be many secrets in the body of the boy.
"Amazing teenager, can see where it can be mysterious!"
The faces of the scorpions were gloomy to the extreme, secretly gnashing their teeth, and drunk and said: "The fifth, give me the first to kill the kid!"
"boom!"
When the voices of Zhu Xi fell, a strong breath plucked out, a short figure, but a strange old man appeared, the cold eyes flashed cold, standing in the air, without any help, this is a The real meta-virtual powerhouse.
"The kid is pretending to be a ghost, looking for death!"
The old man slammed Su Yi, and his body shape instantly became a vague afterimage. The right hand and the claws, the sharp winds accompanied by the flashing light, suddenly sounded in the void, and a paw print directly caught the Su Yi. And go.
"Yi children are careful!"
Su Yuntian, the old man, drunk, that is the Yuan dynasty strong in the shot, he is the most clear that Su Yi is now truly repaired as strength, only the Yuan Lingjing nine-fold cultivation is just how to stop the Yuan Xuanjing repair as a blow.
"Oh, don't worry, it's over!"
The three undead gates are weak and strong, and they have already returned to God. The three breaths have no reservations yet. They began to do their best and want to kill Su Yuntian.
"Yi children are careful!"
Su Yuntian's father changed his face and shouted loudly. He wanted to rescue, but he was repaired as a full force and was powerless.
"Wang deacon, fast!"
Liu Ruoqi exclaimed, in this moment, he was too hesitant to open the middle-aged woman of the holy mountain, and the Yuan Xuanjing was the master, and how could Su Yi compete.
The middle-aged beautiful woman did not shoot, and a smattering of the scorpion was secretly smothered and secretly looked at it.
Under the eyes of the pretty city, at the moment, I also mentioned Su Yi’s heart to the eyes of the blind man.
Su Yi is strong again, how amazing at the moment, but it is obviously a strong person in the Yuan Dynasty!
The terrible paw prints are in front of me, and I feel the horrible temperament of the extremely fierce chills. Su Yi’s eyes are also slamming, and the invisible winds cover the void, and it is impossible to avoid them.
The paw prints with the afterimage, ‘呜呜’ sounded with horror, and it’s already in front of Su Yi’s eyes.
Before the paws were printed on the five fingers, the space was full of subtle fluctuations, and the harsh ‘呜呜’ sound was like a ghost crying, making people feel guilty!
"boom!"
Su Yi avoids inevitable, and the broken sword in his hand trembles and directly hits the paw print.
At this moment, Su Yi’s vitality has reached the limit, and he is overbearing.
"Oh la la..."
The broken sword hits the paw print, and in a flash, it is a tremor!
"Not self-reliant!"
The strange old man sneered, the paw prints, and a chilly breath was immediately seized in the hands of Su Yi's broken sword.
The former was a terrible chilly breath shock, and suddenly the size of the cloth wrapped around the sword body collapsed, revealing the broken sword body.
"Hey..."
The strength of the Yuan dynasty was too strong, Su Yi couldn't help but spit out a blood in his mouth, and his body was as low-altitude as a short-winged bird.
"Boom!"
Su Yi's body fell heavily on the ground, and the impact broke a house, and the gravel collapsed and drowned.
"Su Yi Master!"
"Su Yi!"
The wild city exclaimed, some people did not dare to look at each other, cover their faces and sorrow.
"Su Yi!"
Liu Ruoxi was surprised and his voice changed.
"Humph!"
The strange old man is cold and cold, and his eyes are cold. He also sneaked out of the color. The soul sneaked into it and found that life was not alive. The boy did not seem to have died. His energy surged and he swooped down. He must be completely killed.
"Hey!"
Daddy, just behind the strange old man, there is the sound of the wind and thunder 嗡嗡 响 resounding.
This stranger seems to be feeling something about this stranger, and his figure is stagnant, and he is surprised to see behind him.
Looking at the gaze, the stranger's face changed greatly, and a beautiful shadow rose up. The red dress was like a fire, the temperament was holy, and the body was filled with the blazing heat of the open fire, accompanied by the long skirt, if it was pouring rain.
At this moment, Liu Ruoxi was covered in red fire, and a pair of curved knives in his hand took off his hand and circulated in front of him.
"Hey!"
If a pair of machete forms an arc, it will rotate around Liu Liu's body, giving off a terrible radiance and exploding amazing energy.
"puff……"
The handprints condensed, and Liu Ruoxi's red lips spurted out of his mouth and turned into two gods, directly falling on the double knives around him.
"The saint is not!"
Upon seeing it, Wang’s deacon changed his face.
"Hey!"
Liu Ruoxi did not pay attention to the deacon of the king, surrounded by double knives, such as a round of red moon, deep in it, like a saint.
With the death of the retreat, from the outside of Liu Ruoqi, it seems that there is a faint shadow in the faint, so that the whole person looks like a feast of fireworks.
It’s just that at this moment, Liu Ruoxi’s holy momentum, the power of the explosion is terrible.
Liu Ruo's handprints are constantly condensed, and the two knives that surround them are plundered with knives and light.
The handprints were condensed, and the knives of the knives were swept away from the sky, and the sacredness was swayed with sorrow and sorrow, and swept away toward the strange old man.
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The strange old man looks twitching, and he tries his best to stop this road from screaming, and the emptiness trembles.
"Oh, that's a treasure, it's definitely a treasure!"
The eyes of Zhu Xi were instantly stared at the double knives in front of Liu Ruoqiang. It is definitely not an ordinary thing. It is an important disciple of the Holy Mountain.
"Hey..."
If you cut the sky, you can cut it.
Liu Ruoyu stepped on the air, surrounded by knives, and the curves under the red dress were exquisite, and the beautiful face was so beautiful that people were shaking.