Who is the sword of the fifty-seventh chapter?

\"The remains of the Yinlong Valley are built by the ancestors of the ancient people. It is the thing of the world [the sky] people, when will it become the private property of your dry Tianshan?" [.. Quality novels, true quality, good novels! 】

The person who speaks is upright.

Zongshou is vaguely feeling familiar. Turning his head and looking at it, he only sees a familiar figure, and is descending from the sky.

Sure enough, it is an acquaintance, it is Dao Lingzong Fang Ming, with hundreds of knights behind him, it should be the sixth-order soldiers of Dao Lingzong. At this time, it is also a condensate look. When Fang Yi fell, he asked Zong Shou: "Is this statement on the monarch, is it ridiculous?"

The unsatisfactory scattered around, the rumored disciple who had seen the magical lotus palace, was also killed by the sect on the spot because of a disagreement.

At this time, the person who saw the sixth holy land, the Tao Lingzong appeared, immediately shocked the spirit, stopped the body, and the crowd was raging.

\"It’s not Mr. Fang Mingfang, eager to be righteous!”

\"It is exactly! Yinlong Valley is the Yinlong Valley of the world [the sky] people, how can it be based on the dry Tianshan family!"

\"I really have this reason, to force people, this dry Tianshan and Shangyu, is not the same! It is too overbearing-"

\"The person who resists the opportunity, such as the enemy of life!"

These voices only sounded soon, and in the distance, there was another contempt.

\"I do Tianshan, how do you overbear? The monarch speaks like a mountain, and whoever dares to enter this Yinlong Valley today, that is to be an enemy of me!"

The voice is low and the pass is passed on. When the voice falls, a blazing flame is burning around the Yinlong Valley. Those forced retreats have all retreated.

When Fang Ming saw it, suddenly his brow wrinkled into a Sichuan word, which seemed extremely dissatisfied. In the eyelids, a rune flashes, which is the power of countless ice and cold. Put that white flame quickly and put out.

But the voice, then with a bit of ridicule, smiles: "Come on!"

When the voice started, the white flame turned from the flame to the cold, and merged with Fang Ming's ice power. At that moment, the land of the hundred miles around the Yinlong Valley was completely frozen.

To make those scattered, it is even more impossible to save, and have to retreat to the distance.

When Fang Ming saw it, it was also a shock. Then I squinted and looked into the void, I saw an old man, just woke up in the void,

\"It turned out to be a patriarch! The spiritual method of this ice-fire conversion is really good! But I don’t know the brother, where is the Dafa learned from?"

Zong Fei was proud of a loud laugh; \"It’s not a spiritual law, but a magical power. From the blood, I have a good fortune! There are people who can sublimate the blood and go down. So there can be this blood-like difference-- ”

\"It turns out that, that's a congratulation!"

Fang Ming looks as usual, but his heart is ups and downs.

Those who know that they can sublimate the blood, must have mastered some kind of avenue, and imprint these blood information into their own blood.

It is even more remarkable to be able to go down the journey. At least the strongest of the gods, a slightly stronger blood, it must be a holy place undoubtedly -

After the Tianshan Mountains, in addition to the Long Ying old man and Qiankun, there is another strong sacred place.

Then he looked at it again, and with the arrival of this flight, several ninth-order monks came to the air.

It is far from visible, and it is rushing to the air. The thunder is like a thunder, the momentum is horrible, it is the four thousand blood cloud ride!

Zong Yi kept the other side, but he heard a glimpse of it. This non-zero fire transition was seen in the eyes of others. It may not be anything other than magic.

He took out the inside and had the shadow of his own black and white two-hole method. Is it from himself?

By the way, Zongyuan and the weak water have said to themselves before.

It turns out that this method is supernatural, and only when it is condensed, can it have such abilities?

But how is this possible? Is it true that God wants to fake his own hands and make this road alive. [.. Quality novels, true quality, good novels! 】

This makes this avenue merge with your own blood?

Even if you can't complete it yourself, you must be among the descendants of your own generation.

correct! When it comes to blood, when I climbed up from Xuanyuan Yiren, I felt wrong.

The blood of the fox that day was faintly agitated, and even recently, I almost couldn’t control the foxtail.

Say yourself, since the seventh order. The blood has advanced to the point of eight tails, and there is no possibility of improvement in a short time.

Therefore, even if he looks at the scenes of the early days, he has a great life, and this blood has not changed much [Tianzhu change].

At this time, in the depths of the body, there is still some kind of power. When it is surging, accumulating, burning, it seems to wait for the explosion.

If it is not a feeling, this change [Tianzhu change] is harmless to itself, and it has long been a worry.

However, at this time, it is also somewhat heart-wrenching.

Suddenly, the heart is fretting, too lazy to pay attention to this Fang Ming. Zong Shou turned to look at the leisurely, looking at somewhere in the void.

The mind is carefully identified. Zong Shouqian’s lips were slightly picked, and the big hand went forward and grabbed it. The void in front of him was forcibly caught by him.

A figure is also in front of everyone. It seems that I don’t know my figure, I have been noticed, and I fell to the depths of the Yinlong Valley.

Zong Shou looked too lazy to look at him, and a sword swept over, and directly cut off the person's head.

This person has the magical method, and twists the space with the soul force, and hides itself in it, as if it does not exist. Like an illusion effect.

It’s a pity that he is a singer, but he has a great book!

Dealing with this person, Zong Shoucai looked at Fang Ming: "Do you have a dissent in Lingdao?"

Fang Ming shook his head: \"I am not the Tao Lingzong, and the next day [the sky] monk, will be dissatisfied! Do you not hear the fairness of the people?"

Zong Shou ‘Oh, his eyes swept in the past, but it was silent. No one answered, and there was no more dissatisfaction.

Some people simply turned into a dawn and flew away.

Although he looked at it normally, it coincided with the fact that the Mingdu Liehe had already flown. The ten big hollows were opened. Although this time, the space was not completely locked, but it also caused a lot of scattered repairs within this large array.

Then there is the blood cloud ride that stands in the side, and it looks like a sly look.

It is even more murderous -

Fang Minghua said that there is no answer at all. At this time, Zong Shou, also curious to see again.

\"The way of the road to Lingzong is to fight with my Tianshan!"

Fang Ming’s heart was suddenly abrupt, and he was equally jealous. He looked at the four thousand blood riders. Directly over-the-head: \"Jun Shang is pressing the people, and the force is forced, Fang Ming has nothing to say!"

\"Popular pressure, force to force!"

There is a non-communication on the other side, directly anti-deprecating: \"I don't know the seventeen medium-sized Lingshi veins of Lingzong. In the end, is it known? Since it is a natural property, it is also the world's [the sky] people. Fang Daoyou said that it is better to open up the veins of the nobles and set the example for the world. Let me wait for one or two."

That Fang Ming did not answer this time, only swearing in the mouth, a disdainful appearance.

Zong Shou listened to a smile. He wanted to kill this person for a long time, but he never had a chance.

At this point, I want to see, Mr. Fang Da, what will happen in the future.

Just thinking about it, I heard the thunder out: "All are here!"

When the voice falls, I see the void, and suddenly the light and shadow of the tide surges and rolls down.

However, for a moment, there were more than a thousand monks on the outskirts of the valley, but they belonged to various factions and had Buddhas.

The leaders of several teams are obviously nine classes.

However, at this time, I did not speak, and many of my thoughts echoed and seemed to be communicating.

Then there was a silence. In the end, I only heard one person say: "The past rules of Ling Yunzong are all 60%! Even if you replace Lingyun now, you can't exceed this many?"

This person who speaks is just an ordinary disciple of Tailing.

Zong Shou was too lazy to answer and did not explain. Just waiting quietly, the answers of the people who were the masters of the sect.

However, in the void, it is a sneer: "80% is not too much! If you are annoyed by this guy, take your head down and estimate your parents, I am afraid I will not speak out-"

When the laughter of the person’s eardrum oscillated, a figure was also embarrassed.

Everyone noticed, and they couldn’t help but look at one side. This sound and appearance, unique within the cloud world, is the sword madness without harm!

Zong Shouyi raised his eyebrows and looked at the past. I saw that part of the body that this person was cut off has been restored. It’s just that the injury still seems to be unhealed and his face is pale.

I hesitated in the heart, whether to give this guy a slap. But I saw that the original is harmless and goes to this side: "I came here to find the medicine for the wound! I didn't have the right mind with the first sword of the six swords. The last time you defeated your hand, the wound has not healed, now you can Half-point grasp! Zong Shou, you will not be in danger, but bully?"

I didn’t say anything about my defeat, and then nodded: “When you arrive at your site, you are naturally disciplined! Two achievements are two!”

Zong Shou is still hesitating, saying that this madman is still removed.

At this time, all the people around, but they all stunned ~lightnovelpub.net~ After the battle of Shangyu Zong, many people are guessing whether Zong Shou can beat the original without injury, whether it is the first sword in the cloud.

At this point, I realized that it was originally harmless and lost in my hand. Listen to his words, or seriously hurt the defeat -

The voice of the talks is endless, but above the sky, there is a clear voice: "The people who can't even get together with Lingwu can dare to claim to be the first in the cloud. It is really funny."

With the voice, it was a group of blue light, which fell one after another. All the colors are blue robes, driving into the dragon sword light.

The first one, twenty years old, is a little younger than the original.

But the other person who spoke is another, the same 20-year-old, looks thin and looks at Zong Shou with sarcasm: \"In front of Jianzong, who dares to talk about sword? If you don’t use Wang Dao’s martial arts, don’t rely on blood cloud ride Help, my Taiji teacher, you will be defeated!"

But next to him, the leader of the youth, screamed: "" Brother, stop! Don't let the same jokes -"

Although reprimanded, there is an unshakable conceit between words.

Zong Shouyi, then listened to the thunder and laughed at the side: \"I am too windy, wind brother!"

The opposite side of the original did not hurt at this time also blinked at him, pointing to the wind is too violent, and wiped the neck. It seems that this person is annoying, do you want me to help you cut him? [.. Quality novels, true quality, good novels! 】