Vol 3 Chapter 640: Holy mountain handwriting

Rainbow Lightning returned to the side of Lao Tang and fled.
Lao Tang looked at the two souls that stood there for a moment, and sighed: "Why is this?"
Two powerful souls, the loss of life, the body fell to the ground.
With a bang, the smoke is everywhere.
The game is still not dead, but at the moment he feels that he is better off.
In a family, there is no place for the existence of a soul, and the meaning is extremely significant.
The weight of a land of soul is also beyond imagination.
At the moment, the soul of their homeland has actually killed one, which is a great blow to the traveller.
The overall strength of the family must be reduced by at least a third.
With this change, the competitive forces will naturally take the opportunity to rise.
It’s just that the worry of the game is obviously superfluous, because after the death of the two souls, he will not live.
Or, no one who brings him can no longer leave alive.
The powerful attack is approaching again, like Wang Yang, drowning him.
The battle is coming to an end.
There are more than twenty bodies on the ground, and the bodies of the two souls in this place are particularly conspicuous.
Because even if it is already dead, the exuberance of the two people is still tyrannical.
Zi Yan looked back and looked at Lao Tang, ready to appreciate each other.
The guardian power of Lao Tang is too strong.
It was only very soon that Zi Yan was seeing Lao Tang’s face pale, as if he had been seriously injured.
Obviously, before the sudden killing of the two souls, Lao Tang paid a lot of money.
Lao Tang looked at Zi Yan and said: "I have no power to fight again. I will rely on you."
The purple scented voice slightly changed and looked around, never seeing one person.
"Ghost!"
He screamed softly, and the ghost flew from a distance, landed on the shoulder of the purple sable, and then looked up.
In its eyes, there is a flash of light, and finally the line of sight is fixed somewhere.
The purple stick had a long stick in the hand, and nearly two-thirds of the lines were lit up. The stick became purple, and he volleyed.
Hey!
A purple gold stick shadow stretched out horizontally. When it came out of contact with Baizhang, it burst into bursts of fluctuations.
In the undulations, the figures appear and then fly backwards.
There are actually five people, all of whom are human souls. I don’t know when they are hidden in the dark.
The ghost's gaze continued to move, and it was fixed in one direction. The purple scorpion held the stick again, and the stick shadow swept the world again.
The second wave of people appeared.
It is no coincidence that the enemies are forced to appear twice precisely. The ghosts can see through their hidden means.
Then, there is no need for the purple scorpion to start, and the brilliance of the brilliance flashes again, and the figure of the road appears.
This time, the people who came here have more souls and the number is nearly one hundred.
They can watch the game and die with Chen Kai, of course, not two people.
In this area, there is only one place where you can mobilize so many people.
Holy Mountain!
It seems that the chance of the purple scorpion from the holy mountain is so great that some people do not want the sable to leave alive, even if he voluntarily gave up the sacred place and exchanged his freedom.
Lao Tang watched these people not speak, and Guo Tao and others in the rear were shocked, but they did not dare to exclaim.
The souls of these appearing people slowly approached and formed an encircling circle, the old Tang of the earth's soul, not in the encirclement, nor the earth's soul to contain him.
The purple scorpion began to gather, standing back to back, staring in four directions.
"The enemy is prepared, we have to fight."
Zi Yan said, he actually does not worry that the enemy will use the number to suppress him, but there must be a limit to everything. For example, he has just fought against the soul of the earth, and the consumption is not small. So many people are now encountered. In the soul, it will naturally be a bit difficult to fight.
Moreover, if he does not expect it, the souls of these people are not small, they all have real skills.
It seems that in order to verify the speculation of Zi Yan, I saw the brilliance flashing in the eyes of the four people, and one soul soldier appeared again.
Those soul soldiers are all holy spirits from the Holy Spirit Mountain. Although they are not a hundred soldiers, they are far superior to the general soul soldiers.
They took out the Holy Spirit and began to accelerate forward, while in the rear, everyone began to seal and used the Holy Spirit from the Holy Mountain.
The purple scorpion lifted the pen, and a red-winged tiger appeared and went to the front.
Many nearby attacks were shot down by them, but more attacks came.
These attacks are naturally not as good as the ones that hit the earth's soul. They can win in a large number, and soon the red-winged tigers will burst.
The sable rushes out of the bursting energy and holds the stick shield forward.
Using fighting techniques, the purple scorpion that enters the crowd is even more powerful.
Fully urging the long stick with purple light, instantly shattering a holy spirit soldier, the stick is not reduced, directly killing a person's soul.
For the purple scorpion, this is completely a massacre.
But the consumption of power is also great.
At the time of Ziyan’s shot, the ghost is also quietly killing the enemy. At the moment, killing a person’s soul, there is still no problem.
Lao Tang stood in the distance and looked at the battlefield silently, as if everything was as he said, there was no force.
Further afield, two people stood ~EbookFREE.me~ Their figure was covered by clouds, and the people below couldn't see it, but they could easily see what happened on the battlefield.
"Your holy mountain is really rich and rich, and you have taken so many people's souls to consume each other."
A middle-aged man standing on the left side, looking at the front is obviously a one-sided battle, feeling a sigh.
The person standing on the right side said faintly: "The number of people recruited by the Holy Mountain is too many, and they need them right now. And before we come, we have reached an agreement with Jingling, these people have left Part of the soul, even if it is dead here, can be revived."
The person who spoke before exclaimed: "The mirror spirit is really omnipotent. Looking at this continent, only the mirror spirit has such a means. And every time there is such a big fight, there is only a holy mountain."
"Blue Brothers won the award, this battle will soon end, and we both debut. Everything is as good as before, your Blue House provides accurate information, and you can take a hundred soldiers after the event."
The two descended slowly from the sea of ​​clouds.
Above the battlefield, the four people of Ziyan and the ghosts all used their full strength.
The number of people's souls has decreased one by one, and the pressure on several people has also eased.
It’s just that everyone’s heart is not easy, but it’s more dignified.
Because the enemy sent out hundreds of people's souls, can you hide in the dark?
boom!
The energy giant shock, the last person's soul fell.
The purple cicada's chest is ups and downs, his face is slightly pale, and there are more than a dozen subtle wounds on his body. He was injured in this battle, but his consumption was enormous.
An intuitive Tang, suddenly turned his head, then frowned.
There are two souls that have no hidden atmosphere, appearing in the field of vision and flying towards this side.