Vol 7 Chapter 72: Support

"I don't know how Changling is doing now."
In the thousand dusty mountains outside the Yinshan Mountain, the Fujian-Taiwan Guanjian looked at the direction of Changling and could not help but say.
"If there are no more people coming, Changling is no longer related to us." The black robe juvenile tomb returned him.
The passage of time has a sense of distortion in the squad that is laid at the cost of life at night. The light is sometimes dark and sometimes bright under the interference of thousands of dusty mountains, and it is impossible to distinguish between day and night.
There are many huge snakes and other dead bodies around them. &nb novel sp; Teng snake is a real dragon, even if it is not as strong as the secluded dragon of Bai Lisu snow, but even a part of the residual limb that is separated by the sword gas is like a mountain of meat, falling out of the ground, giving people a special Unreal feeling.
Not just tired.
Donghu Laojiao and Qian Tomb can no longer fight.
At this time, the best situation should be the swords of the Fujian and Taiwan, but I feel the thin real yuan in my own sea, listening to the words of the thousand tombs and laughing at the swords of the Taiwanese, but my heart is still coping with the confidence of a seven-level master. nothing.
He is not a man of ordinary words, but because he has no confidence, he can't help but say nonsense.
Ding Ning knows this emotion very well.
In many of the battles he has experienced, some military generals are not afraid of death, but when the situation is extremely unfavorable and they feel that death is coming, many of them will think of many things that they would not normally think about. Say something nonsense.
Some people even think of some things in their childhood, and even have some hallucinations in their spirits.
"The base of the accumulation of Jiaodong County for hundreds of years has been so easily occupied by her."
In these thousands of dusty mountains, the clouds are twisted into a very weird shape. The blood of some monsters is supported by the strength of the air, and occasionally the drops fall and bloom into blood.
The long-term Sun Xuexue is a person who likes to be clean, and this environment makes her feel uncomfortable.
She leaned against Ding Ning's body, her face pale and pale, and she did not try to adjust her interest. Under the repeated wars, her physical endurance has reached its limit, just like the land that is barren to the extreme, and it is no longer possible to produce food.
"As long as we kill us, the whole world is probably hers, but if we are not dead, then she will lose a lot." She looked at Ding Ning and said.
She also has more words than usual.
Only her mood is very calm.
The fact that the same life and death together represents the firm, but it is something that most people in the world can hardly do, but she has done it very easily.
In the shadowy sky, the whistling sound of the snake and some strange animals was heard again.
Another wave of attacks is coming.
The distant Jiaodong County imperial convoy was obviously out of her instigation, and she did not care much about how much these snakes could be left. He carefully divided these snakes and beasts into many batches, not letting them once. Sex kills a lot with powerful swords, and does not let them have a chance to rest.
There are already several strong fluctuations in the heavens and the earth between the distant forests where the royal lord of the Jiaodong County is located. It is obvious that there is a battle between the seven realms. The guru who has come to help wants to kill this imperial ambassador. Jiaodong County is strong, but obviously it has not been successful.
"Do you remember the Su Night Temple?"
Just then, Ding Ning looked at her and asked.
The long-term grandson shivered slightly, then nodded.
The Su Night Temple is not the name of a temple, but the name of an old offering in the old Mausoleum.
Yuan Wu was not the only prince of the Daqin Dynasty in that year.
The old sacred temple of the Changling Imperial City is supported by another prince.
Therefore, when Yuan Wu’s wings became more and more threatening to the great cause of the emperor, this old offering made a very direct matter. He personally assassinated Yuan Wu’s most powerful supporter, Wang Jingmeng.
The result of that war was that he was stunned by Wang Jingmeng and Yan Xinlan.
"Helping Yuanwu and killing people, now the descendants of the Su Night Temple are coming to kill us. Is this a very ironic thing?" Ding Ning took a deep breath and said bitterly.
The long-term shallow snow body is slightly stiff.
She understood the meaning of Ding Ning's sentence.
"If it can only be like this, it is also very good."
Then she relaxed her body and held Ding Ning's hand and said softly.
At least this time, you can die together.
......
Donghu Laojiao just sat down and sat down. The Guantai and the thousand tombs heard the dialogue between Ding Ning and Chang Sunshue, and his face suddenly changed.
There was a loud burst of sound in the sky, completely covering the snoring of those snakes.
Then, a huge column of smoke with fire, such as the real meteorite fell from the sky at a horrible speed.
When the pillar of smoke appeared, the grass immersed in the blood of the ground was violently pulled away and quickly became yellow.
A loud bang.
The column of smoke hit the ground, causing severe vibrations on the ground.
However, when the shock wave visible to the naked eye spreads out in the air, causing thousands of dusty mountains to shake a little, the eyes of the swords on the platform are quickly reaching the extreme.
The center of the impact has a real flame burning.
It is the result of the violent friction between the heavens and the earth and the air of a certain characteristic, and the horror of the horror.
However, in this flame, there is no life.
The body of a practitioner, pierced into a cracked pit, in a quirky posture, like a sword.
Under the strong impact, the practitioner's spine was broken into several pieces, and the body looked like a fold, which was half shorter than usual, and naturally it was impossible to live again.
Ding Ning is also stunned.
The scent of this practitioner is familiar to him. It is from the old city of the old city that he offered a pulse. However, he did not think that this practitioner had just been perceived by him, but it has become a one that fell to the ground. With a body.
A strange cyan shadow appeared again in the sky where the vitality was fluctuating.
When Yantai Guanjian saw this moment of blue shadow, he was filled with surprises in his eyes. However, in the next moment, he was really chilling and shocked: "How come you are coming."
The cyan shadow was abrupt when it was close to the ground, hovering silently for a moment, then gently landed.
His body was wearing a gauze-colored gown of the Mt.
At the same time, seeing the face of this person, the long-term Sun Xuexue understands why the reaction of the Taiwanese sword at this time.
In addition to the Baili Su Xue and the Fujian-Taiwan swords, there are two other people in the Lushan Jianzong who are the most taboo of the outside world. They are the knives and the scorpions that are known as the demon breeders.
At this moment, the jade-colored gowns on this person are very ruined, and they are not trimmed.
Yantai Guanjian himself is not in Changling, and he is already very worried about the safety of Lushan Jianzong and Baili Suxue, but now Qingyan has arrived here, then... he just couldn’t think.
Qing Yan was slightly sacred to Ding Ning and his grandson, Xue Xue and others, but he did not respond immediately, but looked up at the sky where he was.
There are a few huge and huge heads, just through the clouds in the streamers, the faint yellow eyes, full of cruel and bloodthirsty light.