Zong Lingwen said that he was shocked. Know Zong Shou, this is to borrow the head of the Zong Shi, and once again stand up. I took a look at the Zongshi, who was desperate, and he did not hesitate to say: "This person colludes with foreign enemies and wants to stab the shazi. It is the culprits who disturb the sacrifice ceremony.圌 圌 圌 !! It’s time to 诛shā, to the wrath of heaven!”

His voice fell, and thousands of people under the altar also fell to the ground at this moment. Everyone bowed, and the expression was both fanatical and inexplicable.

Many people have not yet recovered from the shock of Fang Cai, only to feel that the chest is full of heart and tide, it is difficult for themselves.

The rumor is not credible! Shizi, he is not a waste! Not only is it not more, it is more spiritual and double-educated, and it’s amazing! It is the dry Tianshan, the real demon king will follow, and it will be the future, which will make the Tianshan Mountain truly the king of the cloud!

They are hot in the chest, as if they are flowing magma. At this moment, Zong Shizong Yang also hated the extreme!

If it were these villains, the embers of the Zongjia dynasty were making waves. Dry Tianshan City, why is it so lost?

Think of the thrilling situation of the talent, but also make everyone cold sweat. If it was not the world's heroic martial arts, I had mastered the emperor's martial arts and the mountains and rivers.

It’s the battle of the people, maybe they will be defeated by these people. This makes them, what face to see the first prince who passed away?

"Please ask the world to kill the ancestral world, Mingzheng's sentence! In the interest of the sky!"

The voices of thousands of people converge, and immediately shake the entire mountain. Among the people present, only a dozen of the clan were old and never left. Standing under the stone altar, it seems to be the mouth of the sudden, but this moment, the eyes of these dozens of people have shown a hint of helplessness.

Zong Shou sneered, and the Jiu Lin sword in his hand slammed. A blade of shadow has just been drawn, and suddenly there is a sigh in the distance: "Stop! Even if there is a mistake in Zongshi, it will be punishable after the stipulation of the sect of the ceremonial ceremonies! The son is not the patriarch demon king, arbitrarily Broken, not trial and embarrassed, not too overpower?"

There is a trace of fine blue silk in the void, winding from a distance to the mouth like water and water, like gold and gold, between invisible. After being close to me, an invisible force immediately obstructed his sword.

The sect of the world heard that the eyes were suddenly ecstatic. The original despair is also gradually fading. And the more than a dozen of Zong’s family members are also in the same eye. There are Zongbo here, even if you can't take this slain, you will surely be able to suppress the arrogance of this one!

Let these people know that the family is not scornful! It’s not the case of Zong’s predecessor.

The code is a brow, looking at the sound. I saw only one person in the distance. Stepping on the bamboo slips under his feet, his body is tall and long, his face is forty years old, his eyes are very vicissitudes, and he doesn't know the age of geometry. Holding a blue round pill in the hand, it seems like a myriad of filaments, which are the source of those blue silk.

Surprisingly, when he was lucky in binocular. I only feel that this person's **** is actually brilliant. It seems as if there are ten symbols, floating in this soul.

"Ten true characters?"

Also Yang Ling Ling, after the nine true signs, is the peak. But as long as you can accommodate the soul, this can also condense. You can accumulate power faster to impact the day of the day!

This person should be the Zongbo of Zong’s, and Yang’s peak, after the disappearance of the ancestors. Tianhu Zongshi is still the first big family in the dry Tianshan city. It is not only the population but also the strongest among the people. It is still the head of the dry days.

In the eyes, there was a hint of chilling, almost thinking about it, and it was a sword. Within the mind, I once again passed through a heart, once again snoring

"Only because of love and hate!"

The bright swordsmanship is as if it is a stun. When the party flashed, it was already hundreds of feet away. The sword suddenly reached the extreme and was almost at its best.

The darkness of the flowers, the power of the Fanghua, has disappeared at the moment. But this type of 'infinite sword' is a moment, the master will keep all the strength, all the soul energy, all together in one place. Like the love of silk, Wanli Acacia can not be cut off. Also hate the sky, endless. All Ideas are gathered within a sword.

Make this sword, as fine as a gossamer, and Taotao is endless!

Just listening to 嗤 , 拉, a soft bang, the few lines in the air, was suddenly cut off.

The sharp and fierce entanglement of Mian Jiansi still did not give up, but also stabbed the middle-aged man's throat.

This day, Fox Zongbo, first of all a violent anger. It seems that he couldn’t think of it. Zong Shou dared to use force against him, and then he looked at it.

A few consecutive spirits were played, and a five-line spirit shield was standing in front of the body, condensing in front of the body. A total of nine layers, stacked in front of each other.

However, these shields have not really come together. I saw that the sword of the gossamer was actually from the most unexpected position, suddenly the corpse.

"Hey!"

On one side, the five-line shield is scattered in an instant and instantly cracked. Actually, it is at the node where the psionic energy gathers, arranging the original psionic power, all the disturbances, and the crushing of effortlessly,

The back is even more like a broken bamboo, and several layers of five-line shields are the same, and they can't stop the sword silk for a half.

In middle age in white, it is even more gaze. A large sleeve is a spurt of a strong soul. In midair, he made a giant eagle with a wingspan of seventy feet. When the wings are unfolded, it is a soul energy that can be absorbed immediately.

All the people present, under the realm of Wu Zong. It’s all cold and sweaty, it’s just a huge pressure, it’s a crush on the mind.

Only when the form appeared, the giant eagle screamed and slammed the claws of the giant steel tongs down.

Zong Shou was laughing, and the nine-sword sword in his hand turned slightly. That slap in the air, it has changed the trajectory. Avoid the claws, only cut from the chest and abdomen of this giant eagle. Then, oh, oh, the six-step peak soul beast was instantly split into two halves.

The white clothes were seen in the middle age, but they didn't care. The soul beast's combat power, although it is lower than before birth. However, as long as the soul stone is not destroyed, the spirits have enough souls to infuse the restoration, and they will continue to regenerate.

But in the next moment, but the pupils shrank, and in a moment, it became a needle!

I didn’t know how to play the sword, but I sent out a force of whirlpool. The soul smoke that dissipates the giant eagle, absorbs most of it, and bursts open,

The soul stone in the middle-aged sleeve of white is also broken. The soul of the gods is also an unsuspecting shock. In the mind, there is a violent dizziness.

And the fine sword silk in front is already in sight. At this moment, he could hardly make any spiritual law. He only tried to control the bamboo-like spirits under his feet. He flew in madness until hundreds of feet, and this stopped his figure.

But I saw a cold in the neck, and I touched it with my hands. It was full of blood. This wound, I do not know when it was hurt by the sword. Into the meat close to the inch, from the throat of the throat, only a small amount!

When he was in the middle of the white, his eyes were sharp and full of unbelievable colors.

I was actually hurt, and Yang Yangfeng, actually still lost to this 14-year-old nephew! It’s really a shame!

The ten-family old man of that ancestry is now lost again and can’t speak. Even Zong Bo, they were relied on Zong Bo, who was relying on the Great Wall. Is it also lost?

"Hey! Today is the day when I was enthroned. I am in a good mood. I don't want to kill anything else. I am a native of Zongbo, and there is no big mistake. Let's leave your life forever!"

The singer smiled coldly, not trying to kill, but not killing. It’s Xiaojin’s guy who is out of the chain and the spirit is running out. Only at the last moment, I had to stop.

However, anyway, bragging is not illegal, and no one will refute at this time. I am afraid that this Zongbo himself is impossible to detect.

"As for this world, I said that if he dies today, he will never let him live more! You are a little Zongbo, less noisy in front of me!

And Jianguang’s hand waved and fell again. Directly put Zong Shi’s head and smashed it! The blood of this person has been exhausted, but the broken head is rolling on the ground, and his eyes are still round and can't look.

In Zong Shouyi’s thoughts, he was slightly distracted. Ten thousand miles of rivers and mountains have been set for ten years, and that it is better to have a battle in the past; it is better to hold a cup of drunkenness, only because of love and hate!

He used to concentrate on martial arts in his previous life, and he did not touch the poetry.

Nor are these few sentences correct or not rhyming.

However, I know the meaning of these sentences, I am afraid that I am in harmony with Zong Weiran’s state of mind.

It was a series of thoughts that came out of my mind.

Is this really created by the ancestors? Why is the first martial arts classics that I saw in my previous life?

There is some faint fear in the chest, fearing the truth after this.

Until Zong Ling lightly coughed a reminder, he woke up and bowed again. Then just complete this final step and the whole ceremony will be completed.

In the next moment, I heard a scorn: "Slow!"

Zong Shou could not help but rolled his eyes and shouted? I had no choice but to turn around~lightnovelpub.net~ I saw the middle-aged white, and the complexion has recovered: "I heard that Zong Mingzong, are all in your hands?"

Zong Shou did not answer silently. Although Zong Yi was killed by Zong Yuan, he was also indirectly killed by his hand.

"There are nearly a thousand my sons of Zong's Tianhu, who were also ordered to kill?"

Seeing Zong Shou does not deny that the white robes are suddenly glaring and screaming: "The sect of the sect is only when you are not returning, to vote for the demon king candidate. What crimes do you have for more than a thousand children? Is it punishable? Do you have any evidence to say that they are rebellious? So cruel and murderous, tyrannical, also qualified as my Tianhu patriarch?"

On the Temple of Heaven, it was a silence, full of sullen and oppressive breath.

"It’s really reasonable to say this by Zongbo.

Zong Shou is happy, but the eyes are curious: "But what I am inherited today is the position of the demon king, and the patriarch of the ancestor He Gan? I really don't understand, and why should I keep it as a laborer? Fox patriarch?"