Chapter 207: Battle of the sky!

Boom!
Boom!
The tide of beasts like mountains and seas drowned everything.
In front of that small mountain village, the gray-clad man was like a erected in the tide. No matter how turbulent the tide was, he couldn't move forward for half a minute. Countless beasts were killed under the general air wall!
The grandeur's arrogance makes the villagers in the whole Xiaoshan Village as if they have seen the gods, which is extremely awesome.
I do n’t know how many people fell to the ground, thanking God for his life-saving grace.
"Help the Lord!"
"Help the Lord!"
A group of people came out from behind the mountain village, the sword was lifted, and they were held near the mountain village.
Everyone is a martial arts high-strength generation, but watching this overwhelming beast tide can't help shuddering. Before this horrible power, only the strong veins could counter it.
The strong Qiqi pulse can only protect themselves.
Under the pulse of qi, even the whole corpse could not stay.
Because of this shock, it is really terrible. Many of them have participated in the hunting of Nantian Mountain. This kind of power is almost comparable to the 800,000 cavalry of the Golden Wolf King Court.
Woohoo ~~~
Before Laoshan Village, the air was roaring, and the big man was independent between the winds and the wind. The gray robe spread with the turbulent qi, and the momentum was as magnificent as the mountains.
The countless beasts were shattered into mud by their fierce palm force, and a city wall was piled up. Finally, with a scream of screams, thousands of beasts flowed away.
I walked around the mountain village and fled to the distance.
After a long time, Dahan turned back and looked dignified:
"Elder Wang, Elder Fang, Elder He, what is your direction?"
Some villagers looked up, and then they could see the big man clearly. He struck a gray robe, nine feet in length, long hands and feet, thick eyebrows, high nose and wide mouth, deep eyes, like the deep water of a lake, but shining bright Kind of light.
"The situation is not optimistic."
The man named Elder Wang took the first two steps and looked pale:
"Ten dozens of nearby villages have been basically flattened. Although the young women and children in the village have escaped in the cellar, they have no rations, and there are no tiles to cover them. I'm afraid ... . "
Some other beggars looked at the mess around, and their faces were bleak.
They come from poor families, of course, they know that before half their age, the destruction of all the acres means to these ordinary people who can only barely have a belly.
Wang Wanglong looked out at the mountains that were scorching thick smoke in the distance, and a wave of killings appeared on his face:
"Set fire to the mountains, sin should be dead!"
Mengliang Prefecture is mountainous, and most of the mountain people's lives depend on it. Needless to say, the casualties caused by this fire are huge. Even if the fire was extinguished, the problems left were great.
I can be described as a real corpse.
"Master Wang, before I came, I saw the Qianshanguan army dispatched, tens of thousands of troops killed the beasts, and the remaining garrisons were dispatched at other levels. The beast tide should not spread again."
Elder He sighed softly:
只是 "It's just that those displaced people haven't been properly resettled."
"The fire is still spreading, and the beasts are afraid that there will be more and more ..."
Fang Changlong shook his head slightly, not very optimistic.
The mountains of Qiongliang Prefecture stretch for tens of thousands of miles, among which there are countless wild beasts. At this time, they may run out of less than one ten thousandth. The Liangzhou Garrison may still be able to control.
If the fire spreads again, it may not be under control.
"Three elders!"
King Wang Jianglong glanced at the villagers in the mountain village and ordered:
"I will go into the mountains to extinguish the fire, rescue the disaster, and kill the beast tide. I will give it to three people. I have been flying pigeons to spread the helms in various places. I must use the greatest strength to help the victims!"
"Yes!"
The three of them all looked serious and bowed down, saying, "I must live up to the Lord!"
"The old man only said that my beggar was hiding dirt and dirt, and let him see how my beggar is doing!"
King Wang Jianglong waved his sleeve.
The body lifted up, and it had risen into the air, stepping on the airflow, the wind was like a thunderstorm, and went straight to the burning mountains.
"Help the master ..."
I saw Wang Jianglong heading straight for the mountains. The three elders looked at each other, all of them worried.
The king of kings descended the dragon and martial arts reached the peak and the water and fire did not invade. If it was just a fire, they would not worry about it.
But they already knew at this time that the fire was related to the Red Sun King, and Wang Jianglong extinguished the fire. If he encountered the Red Sun King, he was afraid that it was really dangerous.
Although the king Wang Longlong was arrogant, the Red Sun King was the old demon who was famous before Pang Wanyang.
Once you run into it, you won't be surprised.
But as Wang Jianglong intended, no one could persuade him.
There is no regret for falling on the dragon. There is only the wrong name and no wrong nickname.
........
Boom!
Boom!
On top of the mountains, the air roared.
A golden eagle like wings made of pure gold spread its wings and split the airflow.
He and his team stood on the back of the Golden Eagle, watching the flames spreading over the mountains, killing them one by one.
Before the crowd, he was a slender middle-aged man with a golden python gown.
The middle-aged man is handsome and beautiful, with a red light under his jaw, three feet long, with a magnificent and luxurious character.
At this moment, he has a pair of swords and eyebrows standing up, and there is a sense of evil in the eyebrows.
"Master God, according to a message from Jin Yuying, the Red Sun King set fire to the mountain and then stayed in the mountain. He hasn't left yet ..."
A cold-looking young man in a black jersey and holding a black iron stick, bowed:
"Among them, is there any fraud?"
His name is Xiao Qingguo. He is a master of six-door capture, and is a master with Xue Chaoyang and Tuoba.
In today, it is the only surviving arrest.
Another is standing next to him, dressed like a farmer's ram.
公 This ram is far away, and is also the oldest person among the six famous men. He was said to have hunted Pang Wanyang dozens of years ago, and he did not even die.
Among the six major arrests, he was the first.
The status of the twenty-six doors is even higher, because catching God is his disciple.
"Set fire to the mountains in the heart of Dafeng, this red sun is so crazy, that Yang Lin is stupid to join forces with the six prisoners, really stupid like a pig!"
The voice of Capturing God was cold, and the words were filled with the strong murderous force that the winds and winds that roared high above the sky:
"Go back this time, then Yang Lin must explain to this one!"
His words Ling Ling, the will spread like a substance over the sky, and made the rest of the catchers tremble.
Compared with Jin Yiwei Yang Lin, Dongchang Cao Tianzhang, and Qin Tianjian Han taste palace, it is the real killing god.
For decades, I do n’t know how many sects fell into the mountains. The martial arts masters who died under his command were not ten thousand or eight thousand, and they were really fierce characters who could stop children crying.
"This time is not the time to look for blame."
Ram said slowly and slowly:
"Feng Qingxuan is the Son of the Six Prison Demon Sect in the end. The Son is dead and madness is inevitable. Pang Wanyang was not there. The old man was quite surprised.
It seemed to him that he had received a copy of the battle book of the old bald donkey. "
At this time, only he dare to speak to the catching God.
"It is well deserved that Feng Qingxuan's academic skills were not killed by being imperfect. The six prison demon princes were incapable of revenge on the Fenshan exorcism, but it was hateful and ridiculous."
Capturing God turned around and bowed slightly:
"Teacher, why are you here with me? That red sun has become famous for a long time, once the war starts, disciples may not be able to protect you."
"The old man is not old enough to move, how can I need you to maintain it?"
The ram ram was far away from eating his set, and his face was rather cold:
"How many days can Yun Haitian have with Wang Jianglong? My husband and I are afraid that the Red Sun King will not succeed?"
He listened to such impolite words, but all the other head-catchers looked at the nose, nose and heart, silent one by one.
关系 The relationship between the master and apprentice is very strange.
The ram became famous in his early years, and his weak crown has grown up. He was once the successor of the old catcher, but he did not expect that he would be preempted by his apprentice, which is inevitable.
"Wang Jianglong has been with that sea of ​​clouds for many years, and although they are evil, what kind of intention does Wang Jianglong have? The power of the Red Sun King is still above Wang Jianglong, you ..."
The arrested wanted to say more, and when the old man looked bad, he stopped talking.
Looked at the other arresters, especially the newly promoted several arresters.
The six gates originally had only six major arrests, but this does not mean that the six gates have only six masters of Qi pulse. On the contrary, as he fell into disrepair, the masters who trusted him were everywhere.
Not long after Xue Chaoyang died, he promoted several new arrests.
"I will wait until later to prevent the fire from spreading, especially not to allow the fire to spread to Zhongzhou. If the king's paddock is burned, come up and see me!"
"Yes!"
Everyone looked serious, and they should all respond.
He is the ram, far away. After reading the book from UU www.uukanshu.com, he did not dare to violate it.
Howl ~~~
Gradually, the crowd heard the roar of clouds from a distance, like a roar of thunder.
"Fall!"
As soon as the capture of the god's eyes was cold, the golden eagle under the seat gave a soft cry, then dived down and went straight down to the burning mountains.
The puppet fell a few hundred feet, and everyone had felt the rush of heat coming from his face.
I have burned the mountain forest for several days. The highest temperature makes them slightly discolored. Fortunately, after the gas veins have formed, there is no fear of water and fire. If you change to ordinary people, you will soon die under such high temperatures.
Woohoo ~
时 When there were still more than a hundred feet from the forest, many of the catchers above the golden eagle were striding together, as if flying towards the edge of the burning forest.
Afterwards, the golden eagle lifted up and whistled again toward the clouds.
Everyone looked up at the sky, and saw a house the size of a fierce head that was found in the clouds.
Then, the one that was ten tens of feet long, pulling the burning air, the fierce fierce dragon struck down from the sky.
"Liu Yanchang, do you think you can catch up with your husband if you borrowed the Golden Eagle King from Han taste palace?"
Between the two corners of the dragon's head, the Red Sun King stood with his hand in his hands, and the turbulent air roared, but did not raise the bucket on his head.
The words were rumbled with thunder. .
It seems that a big day is suddenly lit up in heaven, and then, like a meteor, it crashes down:
"But the old man is still thinking about it, but you have to take a look at it. You have a few points or two. It's not worthy of catching the name of God!"