As he spoke, the South Korean side suddenly panicked and looked forward to the sky: "The four guards of the Guardian are finally coming. It’s really late, call me a good wait--"

Fang Wen is equally moved and relaxed. There are these guards in the world, and then the autumn Yunzi is so anxious, no matter how crazy, do not dare to be too arrogant!

However, at this time, the sky was full of thundering spears, and suddenly slammed down.

The Korean side looked at it with a slight glimpse, and then it was cold and shy, and it was a b-line on the ground. The same group of thunder light will be smashed, and the waist will be smashed.

The electric ú flashed and it was filled with four. In the thunder and thunder, most of the electricity ú, they collided with each other.

But there is still a trace of it still escaping, part of it rushed into the Helling Valley Road, turning that side upside down, zhà out of the corner, and then smashed!

The situation inside is finally in front of everyone's eyes. Fang Wenli looks down and sees the nine hundred mysterious iron rides of Cangsheng Road. It is almost complete. It stands at the exit of the west side and loses more than 40 people.

His eyes are a little bit stunned, but his heart is also slightly wide. When I look at the two places where the shī骸 gathers, I can't suppress the joy of my heart!

Great victory! And it is the overwhelming victory!

The one thousand four hundred purple swords riding, only one hundred years left. And the elite disciples of the two hundred Tai Ling Zong are now only forty!

After this war, within ten years, there is no need to pay special attention to it. This is the first major door.

The already overwhelmed Cangsheng Road can finally breathe a sigh of relief. Taking advantage of this time, free up the power, solve many problems, and solve many hidden dangers!

The result of this war can even deter the Quartet, so that those who are fascinated by the eternal life will converge one or two!

Opposite the black pressure of the clouds, but it is more intense, constantly rolling, countless electricity flashing, seems to be brewing something.

Han Fang smiled, and together with the idea, there was a bright sword that fluttered out and swirled around him. It was unexpected that the four of the autumn Yunzi could be so crazy and full of shots.

Nowadays, there is no such good thing. If you want to fight, then it is not swearing!

In the mouth, he smiled and said: "Autumn Yundao brother! Remember twenty years, I am in Yancheng, I have saved people, and I was stopped by you. I laughed at the old man’s many years of age, but he lost. I can't afford to hear those words that I can't listen to at the beginning. I can't afford to say that it is a battle for the younger generation. I have to rely on my own skills. I don’t want to wipe my hands. Now, the brothers are like ordinary people, and they can’t afford to lose. , are you ready to guard?"

In the dark cloud, it was a silence, and the autumn cloud was silent, and did not answer.

The South Korean side is laughing wildly and incomparably with pleasure: "Before 20 years ago, I am dying with you and being too spiritual, and the water is not a river. I am waiting for my disciples because of tān reading! Three times of thorns shāā , a total of four hundred and thirty-four x ng life, they s long distance, but now, there are two thousand lives to change, but enough to comfort the disciples, in the spirit of heaven -"

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Fang Wenyi smiled, this battle was too spiritual and wounded, and it was more than two thousand before and after. The footsteps of Liao Wang’s violent smashing out of the foot, the blow to Tai Lingzong, is even more heavy.

The teacher next to him, Ruolan, but unrecognized, looked at the following, focusing on the incomparable.

"shut up!"

A scream, suddenly sounded in the black clouds. Interrupted the words of the Korean side.

Then there is a figure, stepping out from the clouds. At the age of 30, the appearance is thin and majestic, with a gold plaque on his head, and his body is also a Tibetan robes.

First look at the bottom, can not help but twitch in the corner of the eye, flashed a heartache in the sè.

One thousand four hundred purple scorpion sword rides, most of them have been smashed in this sand! The remaining Zongmen elite disciples have almost lost their lives.

This sacred road, obviously knows about the Liao Wang, clearly has won the game. However, they are constantly adding chips, yòu they are too spiritual to enter the hub, sending more people!

Is hateful!

In the end, the line of sight was focused on the hand holding the red giant sword, and immediately pointed to the Xuanjia juvenile of Ji Lingzi.

"This is the new teacher of yours in Korea! Good! Good! Very good, really is a talented person. If you can grow up, you will definitely be an unparalleled person in the future, you can deter the world!"

In my heart, I can’t wait for a slap in the face. It is this person who makes the loss of Tai Ling Zong, almost injurious to the bones, and it is difficult to recover for several years.

At the time when this miracle is frequent, it has been hit hard!

But I can only hold back this impulse, if it is hands-on. Among the four, even if there is one, they are born from Tailing, and they cannot interfere without intervention.

Hesitated and struggled for a moment. The voice of Qiu Yunzi suddenly turned soft: "How can I let go of these disciples of Tai Ling Zong?"

In that language, it seems to be a bit difficult to ask for.

The look of the Korean side is also a glimpse, and then it is a dumb smile, slightly shaking his head: "After the autumn cloud brother, why bother? Today is replaced by you, can you promise? Have forgotten, how was my Korean pleading? How did you reply in the first place, and how did my South Korean answer?"

That autumn Yunzi face sè a white, how can he not remember, that was his most happy thing in his life? But now, it is completely reversed and humiliated by this Korean!

It’s just the nearly two hundred disciples below, but he can’t help!

This fashion can survive from the 800-year-old Xuanlongshi sword, and the disciples of the rest of the life can be described as true elites. After a few years, it may not be possible to make Tai Ling Zong and save some losses.

After meditation for a moment, Qiu Yunzi finally breathed a sigh of relief: "Three medium-sized Lingshi veins, I wonder if it is okay?"

The Korean side sneered, and Lingshi is a good thing. Three medium-sized Lingshi veins can be used to support three hundred sects of Xuanlong.

But these, where can be worth the hate in his heart!

"--Add three pieces of mysterious iron manor! I am too spiritually willing to agree with the sacred road, do not commit for thirty years!"

The mysterious iron man mountain is an eight-order spirit, which can defend the energy, but it can be equal to the second-order magic weapon!

Within the Tai Ling Zong, only the monks above the eighth order can be qualified.

This A needs a special spirit, and only the veins of the Tai Ling Zong, have output.

The South Korean side did not care. As for the contract, it was even more unnecessary in his eyes.

If the strength of Cangsheng is tyrannical, why should you fear the provocation of the enemy? On the contrary, it is today's Tai Ling Zong, but more need to worry about the enemy.

Qiu Yunzi smashed his eyebrows, and his fist was suddenly violently gripped. He said coldly: "The original Yanchengguan governor Xue Xi, and all the 134 Cangsheng disciples, are now being my Tai Ling Detained! I am too spiritually willing to exchange, and guarantee that they will repair it as much as possible?"

Xue Xi?

In the eyes of Fang Wen, it was a flash of glory, and it was unbelievable.

His hard-working younger brother is still not dead! And there are 134 of them, who thought that they were already sacred disciples who were buried in the enemy, still still exist?

The South Korean side is also moving for it, and the emotions between the eyes are frequent. After a long time, the calm was restored, and then I looked up at the stars.

Heaven has eyes! Brother, brother, I am now in Korea, and I have an account for you.

Looking at the bottom again, the figure of the defender, the look of the Korean side, is complicated.

This younger brother, I really don't know how to thank him.

In the past, due to the change of Yanchengguan, his brother left. Although he still has news with Cangsheng Road, he refused to return for decades.

Also among the three six-doors, many elders and centuries are separated from Germany.

The idea of ​​exchanging those disciples of the sacred path can be far more than the one hundred and thirty-four singularity of the life, and that the hundred ancestral disciples who followed Zong Shou, the spirit of the moment, are obviously different. !

It seems to have been refined and bloomed with a charm that has never been seen before. There is also a change in temperament, and there is also a strong sè in the eyebrows. It is a unique rhyme that is unique after experiencing life and death.

Maybe, after a few years or even decades, there are thirty or even sixty-seven seventh-order powerhouses, from which!

There must be quite a few, can break through the fairy barrier!

His younger brother, though only seeking spiritual practice, does not want to have too much to do with the sect. However, I don’t know that after the war, within three of the six gates, countless forces will feel their feelings!

Especially that Xue Xi, this time to return, will definitely benefit him for life!

With a chuckle, the Korean side looked up and smiled brightly: "The deal!"

There is no need to hesitate about this matter, but it is a good thing! How can you not agree?

Zong Shou is below, the sword in his hand is all a little intolerant.

The top of the roaring, a bōbō's vast ideas, repeated three times yù crushed down. Fortunately, they were all blocked by the Korean side. Although it is a little scary, he still can't hurt him.

The voice of the two people’s conversations is also heard in the ears. When the last sentence of the Korean side fell, not only the disciples who survived the Tai Ling Zong, but also looked relaxed.

Zong Shou also knows that today's things are already closed, and this person can't kill it again~lightnovelpub.net~ If there is only a few pieces of Xuan Tiewenshan for the Lingshi vein, even if the Korean side promised, he also Still have to do it.

Anyway, this Korean side is his brother, and he can't manage him.

But since it is involved in more than a hundred of the same door, then I have to give up.

Only in my heart, who is this Xue Xi? It sounds like a very important person in the sacred path, I am afraid that it is not just the keeper of Yanchengguan.

He was secretly abdomen, and the Korean side really followed him all the way. It’s also a loss, and there’s nothing to do with suspicion. Passing through several famous treasures, a few low-level top copies in the Shenhuang game, he was strong and tolerant, did not go to inquiry.

After the Zongshou, eight hundred knights, they also looked silent. Although resentment is still unresolved, there is no disobedience.

It is also in Zong Shou, a little unwilling to yù when the sword is put away. That season, the spirit, but the flames in the eyes, despised.

"Can you dare to fight me fair?"! .