A palm shot of the dead silver konjac, in the eyes of Bo Yazi and others, is simply shocked as a man of heaven.

Because even if it is the two masters of the spiritual city, Bo Yazi and You Long Zhenjun can not do it.

But for Li Daochong, he did not realize that the silver-backed konjac was not worth mentioning in his eyes, that is, the strength of the medium-winged ghost.

Li Daochong glanced at the beast in his hand, but he did not crush it but was included in the Nayu ring.

Just then, more than a dozen different shapes of giant shadows came.

Li Daochong’s flash of light flashed, and his hand stretched into the air and appeared in his hand.

"Dao friends, be careful, can not be strong, these Warcraft flesh is strong, the attack of the early monks of the gods may not be able to hurt them." Bo Yazi reminded.

Li Daochong glanced at the fangs and then regained his gaze, and the people disappeared.

bass!

A ray of brilliance flashed past.

More than a dozen of the beasts of the beasts and their beasts, together with their mounts, were all degraded in an instant.

Amazing skill.

Bozizi stood there and was stunned. He was almost beaten by the konjac after the loss.

The shock on Xin’s pretty face became more intense and dull. “Mother, I am not dreaming? Is there such a powerful devotion in the world?”

The middle-aged lady looked blank and could not answer the question of the girl.

Xiao Yan feels that everything has become unreal, can spiritual repair be so overbearing?

Not only the four sons of the fangs, but also the martyrdoms of the spiritual repairs around them were shocked by this scene.

More than a dozen beast door masters were so smashed by a knife?

The blood rain fell from the sky, and more than a dozen Warcraft arms and legs that were close to the king's level were scattered.

When they fell from the sky, they burst open one after another.

Oh...

Qingying passed, and more than a dozen beasts accepted Li Daochong’s hands.

At the same time, a white shadow flashed, and the souls of the more than ten monks were instantly absorbed.

The falling cherry yarn absorbs so many powerful souls, and the color of the face is full of satisfaction.

The injury of the falling cherry yarn has completely recovered, and it is a step closer to the heyday. At this time, the phantom is quietly changing a little, and it is already stronger than the singular star.

A palm shot of a dead silver konjac is considered a stunning story.

A knife smashed more than a dozen beasts, Yuan Ying, Feng Feng master, and with all their magic pets, it is somewhat shocking.

Whether it is the side of the beast door or the side of the spiritual city, they stopped at this moment and looked at Li Daochong.

Li Daochong was stunned, and a flash appeared in front of Bozi, and he punched the big konjac with a punch.

"You are the city owner?" Li Daochong asked.

"Yes, don't you know who the friend is?" Bo Zhizi faced Li Daochong at a close distance, and an inexplicable sense of oppression made him feel a little bit like running away.

The breath of this ridiculously young and spiritually savvy is not that powerful, at least the healing that the singer perceives is nothing more than the Golden Age.

But the power of the people is there, obviously it is impossible to be just a Jindan monk.

Bozi can't detect the depth of the other party. The only possibility is that there is only one. This young spiritual repair is far above himself.

"You burned the gods, it won't last long, but I can continue your life for a year, so that you don't die immediately, and I can help you clean up the beasts." Li Daochong said to the door.

The thing that falls from the sky, the singer is a god-goal monk who will never believe it.

The old man naturally understands that this young monk should be looking for what he wants, so he said.

"Since the Taoist friends said this, it must be conditional? Let me, what conditions? As long as the old man can give or can do, it is good to say."

There is no room for choice for Bozizi. It is worthwhile to pay some price in exchange for the massacre.

"Do you have a fairy heart?" Li Daochong asked.

In the heart of Bozi, the first reaction was to be shocked. This secret is not known to many people in the spiritual city. Only the elders are qualified to know.

How did he know?

However, the doubts only lasted for a very short time, and the mood of the fangs returned to normal, and a bitter bitterness appeared on the old face.

With the strength of this young man in front of him, he has no need to bargain with him to do anything.

If you want to grab it, what can you do?

In the face of absolute power, all the cover-ups are meaningless. Instead of being stupid, it is better to admit.

Although the heart of the elf is one of the three inheritances of the spiritual city, but now the spiritual city is almost finished, and what kind of inheritance is still entangled.

The son of the son did not cover up and directly returned to the Tao. "Yes, there is indeed a fairy heart."

"My exchange condition is the heart of this elf." Li Daochong faintly said.

"Yes." Bozi didn't want to agree to it. As long as he could save the spiritual city, Bozi had nothing to bear.

Li Daochong nodded slightly, and his palm hit the chest of the son, and he was like a young man who was hit by the string fairy.

In fact, Li Daochong is using the fierce temperament to extinguish the fire of the Yuanshen.

Of course, only when Li Daochong’s strength is far greater than the other side can be done, otherwise it will be useless.

A black blood spurted in the mouth of the fangs, and the young looks like the flowers contaminated by the filth, quickly withered.

After a while, the fangs are still older than the original state for decades, with white hair on them, and the dense gullies on the face barely see the original appearance.

This is the vitality that the burning gods have been taken away. If it is not Li Daochong’s shot, the Bozi will be turned into a dead bone at most half a minute.

Li Daochong hit the palm of his hand, and the person has disappeared. A green mang shot into the beast, followed by a white shadow.

One green and one white, where the film is left, the film is not left, the blood is raining, the demon wolf does not know how it is going to be bombarded into slag.

The Beast Gate prides itself on the army of the beasts. It is not as good as a group of ants in front of Li Daochong and Falling Sakura.

The powerful konjac is also vulnerable, and the wolf is not feeling right. He wants to escape, but they don’t wait for them to turn around. A round of glory is accompanied by a white virtual shadow.

Oh...

The wolverines only had time to make a few intermittent calls, and they were completely obliterated on the void.

Nothing left, no blood, no body, nothing, and the real thing is evaporated.

Only one of their beasts, Dan, was not included in the Li Yuchong.

The real purpose of this baggage is to collect these beasts.

The ground beasts began to appear chaotic, and many devils and wolves began to escape in panic.

But the air can't escape, and how can the ground escape.

The beast doorman has already scared the courage, letting Sha Lao Er and Sha Mucha, no one listens to them.

"Fucking, who dares to escape, kill innocent." Sha Erji cursed.

"When you want to cultivate resources, you are like a wolf. Now you have to use them. The second is the dog that will be lost. What do you want from Laozi?" Shamu was mad.

However, the doormen of the beasts who fled from the four scattered people did not care what Sha Lao Er and Sha Mucha said.

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Seeing that it is useless, Shamucha directly hands, and one palm beats the two escaped doormen.

This not only failed to stop the escape of the beasts, but made the scene more chaotic.

Shamu looked at the color of the cross, simply no longer managed to escape the doorman, silently recited the mantra.

The big konjac and the flying lizard quickly moved closer to Shamucha.

Sha Mucha jumped gently to the shoulders of the big konjac, and the flying lizards were suspended on the side of the body.

Sha Mucha pointed his finger at Li Daochong and roared. "Magic rock, streamer, up, tear that spirit to me."

Bang!

Sha Mucha’s voice just fell, and a blue-golden lightning fell from the sky and squatted on the big konjac.

Electro-optic flow, hey, returning to the big konjac.

Bang, the big konjac two eyes turned white, fell on his back, and his body was black and black.

Sha Mucha was also invaded by Lei Li. The vestments were burned and the black corners of the mouth were slightly creeping.

The flying lizard reacted quickly under the lightning bolt, and it was a flash to the side.

Just did not let the figure stabilize, another small lightning fell, bombarded it into slag.

The fierce beast tide, after Li Daochong and Falling Sakura yarn shot, a few breaths of effort will be defeated.

Li Daochong collected more than 50,000 kinds of beasts, and the goal of falling cherry yarn was the door of the beast.

More than two thousand demons were swallowed up by the cherry blossoms, and this meal was full and full.

If it is not for Li Daochong to remind the fall cherry yarn not to kill, our Wushou Empress will definitely eat more than 5,000 beasts.

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