Chapter 1291: It’s hard to leave with one eye.

The remaining four elders had a layer of dignity, but even so they did not dare to die against Zhang!
Zhang was full of violent and cruel, his eyes were red, with endless ambiguity, his heart was like being burned with a fire, and he tasted the strange sadness. At this moment, only the extreme killing can resolve the anger of the heart!
"dead!"
The arrogance in the arrogance of the arrogance, the bone sword in the hand seems to feel the arrogance of the master nowhere to dispel, the breath of Senran instantly filled out, the sharp and unparalleled light blasted from above, with the mad slash, the sharp sword The light is spreading all over the world, and the screams of the disciples of Puguangge are ringing!
Brush it!
The arrogant warfare is getting stronger and stronger, and the elders of Tiankuang’s Ten-City Tenaires have lost eight lives in his hands!
Everyone, watching the mad eyes have changed, the remaining two elders have been stunned by Zhang, and then dare not come forward!
"This is the purple species... the ability of the purple-free species?" On the Puguangge battleship, the short-lived man stared at the battlefield and muttered, "It’s a purple species, but it’s just like this now. Can kill eight elites in the late stage of Xianying, if he really grows up, how terrible is it?"
I have been sitting on the battleship all the time. The unrestrained Tianying Hall owner Dong Xiu Xi also hooked the lips and lips, and the sound of the spring water was heard from her mouth: "I have heard that a purple species can achieve a On the big religion, it seems that this is true. Wait for this purple to enter our sect..."
Dong Xiu’s words were not finished, but some people heard her in the place.
Once the purple species is completely part of the Puguang Pavilion, it is not difficult to completely become an ancient religion in the position of the Puguang Pavilion.
Pu Guangge's teachings to pay for the real people are very serious and look at the madness on the battlefield, one word and one sentence ordered: "No matter what the price, give me the purple species!"
......
Endless anger swayed in the chest, and Zhang’s madness was similar to the madness of killing, which made many of the disciples who were ordered to besiege him to fear and never dare to step forward.
Just when everyone was stagnation and dare to go forward, a silver long whip swept from the far air!
The long whip seems to be light and heavy, and it contains shocking power. It is like the ancient animal that crossed the sky, the long whip has not arrived, and the dragon in front of Zhang’s mad body was crushed by the crushing force. A piece of powder to eliminate the world!
Zhang screaming and screaming, holding up the bone sword in his hand, and then slamming toward the silver long whip!
boom!
The two forces meet in the air, bursting with the sound of a squeaky metal collision, and the strong atmosphere rolled out. The arrogant sword was swayed by the long whip, and at the same time a voice that clearly belonged to the woman came coldly: "I don't know." Live and die."
brush!
The silver long whip slammed into the madness, and Zhang’s madness was as hard as the demon’s body. The whole person was shot down by this unstoppable force, falling like a meteor from the air to the ground. Go, then slammed the ground and splashed a large piece of dust!
Everyone was shocked, and no one expected that someone would dare to put such a heavy hand on the purple!
Watched by countless people, Zuo Meier’s delicate and beautiful wrists shook gently, and the silver whip was gently wrapped around. She blinked and said innocently:
Don’t worry, I’ll not start. Heavy, purple will not die."
The elders of Tiankuitang, who have been holding hands on the purple seeds, have a dumb voice. At this time, it’s not anger, not anger, but they want to get a good purple, so they are so flicked by a whip. Not happy.
Zuo Meier’s filigree fingers plunged in the direction of Zhang’s madness, and then smiled at several elders:
Don’t catch it, what are you doing?

The two elders seem to be returning to God, and they are rushing toward Zhang!
brush!
A figure suddenly fell to the elders of Tiankuitang!
This man has a white hair shawl, and there is no longer a good place on his body. He is blood-stained, and several serious wounds and even flesh-and-rolls roll, revealing the white bone inside, like a ghost!
It is Huang Long!
He was slashed with an arm and stopped in front of these elders!
Song You, who was also infected with blood, followed, and said nothing, attacking Huanglong again!
Although the elders of Tiankuitang did not dare to die under the scruples of Zhang Mang, but now they are in front of them is Huang Long, they can not bear anything, all kinds of fierce killing means to greet Huanglong in the past!
The dragon palace behind Huanglong opened wide, and the pressure of the Taoist palace was soaring. Many people were unable to walk straight. He danced white and watched these people say one word at a time: "No one can pass."
At the moment when Zhang was smashed to the ground, Qin Haoxuan flew past like lightning, and hugged Zhang, who had already fallen into a coma, and brought it back to the Nether Boat!
The energy of the Nether Boat is about to be filled, and countless disciples have withdrawn from it. In the early days, there was a panic in the teachings, and various buzzing sounds, urging the disciples to move faster!
Seeing the madness was taken away, many people in the Puguang Pavilion changed their face, and the killing could not stop!
Because the spirit of the entire early teachings was turned to the ship of the void, the heavens and the earth were also mad, and the rushing toward the ship of the void was finally felt wrong.
The delicate eyebrows of Zuo Meier were lightly wrinkled, and the complexion suddenly changed: "Nothing, there seems to be something there!"
Countless people gathered around, like a big cloud.
Huang Long’s right hand was cut into a serious injury. He left his sword in his left hand and his blood dribbled down the sword. But Huang Long’s posture was tall and straight, and the broken robe hunted in the wind. He seemed to be a giant in front of everyone. Even with bloodstains, there is a breath of tremors!
Song You spit out a blood, and he was also cut by Huang Long to see many wounds in the bones, but he didn't care, just with a murder on the face, and once again grinned at Huang Long: "You are indeed a personal talent. It’s a pity that it’s so dead. Now, I will give you the chance to surrender the last time.

Huang Long raised his eyelids and looked at him without speaking.
Song You’s face suddenly sank:
Your choice, really, too stupid!

brush!
Song You gently shocked, and there was also a huge road palace behind it. The pressure was like a wave, which made many people involuntarily bow their heads!
The Taoist Palace is strong!
Song You turned out to be the cultivation of the Taoist palace? !
At the beginning, many people were surprised and wide-eyed. No one expected that a church owner of Puguangge could have such a retreat!
After Song You released his own pressure, he rushed to the ground, and the Dao was fierce like the sea, and the void was trembled!
Zuo Meier smiled softly, and the cultivation of the peak of the fairy tales in the back of the fairy tales was also completely open, followed by Song, and the silver whip on the hand waved like a cold snake to the Huanglong!
As if getting the signal of the offense, dozens of powerful people around the crowd swarmed up, no way to go crazy, generally hit Huanglong!
......
The squatting man came to the prison in the order of Huang Long, and with a very complicated rune, he removed the imprisonment method that was portrayed in the sacred stone gate before the ethical prison, and then opened the stone gate.
Anheqiao fairy fairy hair black hair, there is no half-decorative thing on the body, a plain face is still beautiful as a picture, but her eyebrows are too cold, look too light, quiet sitting, unlike people, like a ghost.
The squatting man broke the stone door and then bowed his head and said: "The teacher teaches his disciples to let go and let the uncle of the bridge leave."
Anhe Bridge’s face remained unchanged for a long time. The sound of the earth-shattering bombing outside, of course, she could hear it in prison, but Anhe Bridge did not think that this time the situation was so serious that Huang Long decided to let himself go.
At the beginning, what happened in the end?
boom!
The accident was sudden, and the squatting man was not wary of the back. He was thrown away by the palm of his hand and fell to the ground, fainting.
The familiar atmosphere made the Anhe Bridge, which was cold and shivering, tremble slightly!
Qing and Yunlei appeared in the doorway, and the tall figure shrouded the whole room. He always looked at the evil face, with seriousness and thoughts that had never been seen by others, and a pair of eyes greedily fell to Anhe. On the bridge, the voice is hoarse, full of pain and torture: "I found you, I found you..."
Anhe Bridge slowly stood up, and the cold eyes gradually glowed with a fascinating look, as if the dead wood gave birth to green leaves, the wasteland opened the colorful flowers, and all vitality and vitality returned to her body, Anhe Bridge Only one step forward, she was tightly involved in a embrace she had waited for for hundreds of years.
Qing and Yunlei's arms are tightly closed. He feels the truth of the person in his arms. The joy of the lost and the pain of the incomparable heart makes him look red and hard, and he will only repeat it repeatedly: "I found You, find you..."
Anhe Bridge closed his eyes slightly, and a line of tears finally slipped. I waited for you...
For centuries, she has endured the pain of being trapped, endured the daily temperament of the two fires, endured the thoughts of being separated from the lovers, and endured the reprimands of the daily disciples within the sect...
Anhe Bridge did not fall through a tear, it was always light but powerful, but in the moment of seeing Qing and Yunlei, hundreds of years of grievances suddenly came to mind, she finally could not endure, and finally in the arms of her lover I lost my voice and cried.
The tears of Anhe Bridge are like knives. They are cut into the heart of Qinghe. They are heartbroken. He is blaming himself. Why didn’t he come early...
"We can go out from here..." Qinghe took care of the body of Anheqiao~EbookFREE.me~ wiped the tears on her face with the palm of his hand, and looked straight into the heart of Anheqiao, he was serious Said, "I will take you away, no one can trap us anymore, we will be together every day."
An Heqiao licked his lips and nodded seriously. He put his hand on his palm. The next moment, Ann and the bridge's hand were firmly held, and then Qing and took her to go outside.
Finally stepping out of that side of the world, Anheqiao actually gave birth to an inexplicable fear, which allowed her to hold the hands of Qing and Yunlei tightly, thinking that they should never let go.
Hundreds of years of imprisonment, like a nightmare, now Anheqiao knows that he finally wakes up, just like she knows that Qing and Yunlei will come to her, she knows whether her own master or other people in the early days, they All are wrong, and you will be very happy with Qing and Yunlei!
Qinghe Yunlei took the Anhe Bridge and went straight to the beginning of the early childhood. At the moment when he was about to step out of the door of the beginning, Anhe Bridge stopped at the end. Qing and Yunlei’s heart tightened and turned to look at her.
Anheqiao’s beautiful face also carries the dry tears. She bowed her head and said softly:
I’ll take another look at the beginning, just take a look...