> It is said that it is a sacred door. In fact, it is above the stone tomb. It is a huge black hole that is spurting the air of death.

And the heartbeat from the depths of the tomb is also a moment stronger than a moment.

The people looked at each other and knew that the maiden was resurrected, only to be within a few breaths.

Bizhu meditation for a moment, it is a tribute to Zong Shou: "Please wait for me to wait for the battle, I will try it with Bai Ruo, can you return this meditation to the underworld. This Gong Yue Shi, also need to ask for a photo !"

Zong Shou’s eyelids jumped slightly, and then he was gently decapitated, and he immediately called Gong Yue to his side.

At this time, the Buddhist scriptures of the Buddhist scriptures became stronger and stronger, and the loops oscillated, covering a thousand miles.

Those pillars are also flashing with the same light. One by one, Sanskrit, is presented one after another.

It is the Great Day descending the magical scriptures, the sixty-ninth chapter can not sleep for Jin Mang Shiyao, and countless suns are really hot, have been led.

But it can only suppress the fog and not spread.

The underside of the gate is still expanding.

Then I heard only a squeaking sound, a plain white hand, and slammed out of the tomb.

Near the place, all the monks have a heartbeat.

Zong Shou’s heart is also slightly sinking. Then I only listened to the muffled sound of the awning, including the tomb, and the surrounding land, all of which were turned into fine powder, which was scattered in the wind.

A graceful figure also appeared in front of everyone.

The clothes on the body are exactly what they were when they were buried.

It was only at this time that I saw this woman, but Zong Shou was stunned.

In the past, Gong Xinran’s appearance was only in the middle. However, at this time, the outline of the five senses is still the same, and it can give people a feeling, but it is actually beautiful.

Even Zhao Yanran, who is next to him, has been compared and is unparalleled -

When this woman appeared, it immediately led to countless black deaths in the air and shocked down.

It is a look of disappointment, looking around everywhere. It seems to be puzzled. Why can you still survive in the world?

Gradually, when the focal length finally condensed, Gong Xinran was a cold smile. It seems that the self-satisfaction of the sixty-seventh chapter is not to sleep, but also seems to be self-pity,

"It turns out that I am happy, but I can still die and resurrect. What about Nine Nether?"

Gong Yue, standing beside Zongshou, suddenly was slightly radiant. Remembering my name, there is obviously a memory of past lives.

It’s just the people around, but they are not moving. Not eager to do it.

Only after the two powerful ideas overriding this are retired, this place is back to the birthplace.

In the heart of Zong Shou, it is sinking again.

I only feel that this Gong is glad, although I am talking. But between the words, within the pupil, there is no feeling of half.

After the resurrection, I didn’t even look at it here, as if he and Gong Yue were strangers.

And the next moment. Then Gong Gongran suddenly looked up and stared at the sky.

"Well, wait, is this going to stop the palace from coming to the world?"

Let it go. That sky is like a tide. The limbs of Gong Xinran’s body were smashed into a black armor. The whole person, volleyed.

Bizhubai Ruo, are silent and do not speak. Only after the number of interest, only a group of fine blasts broke open.

"Hands!"

All the way to the voice, seven chills and swords light, from the sky and air.

Na Gong was faintly glanced at it, but did not care. A black shield, suddenly worn out from the door. Open the Baizhang shield light. The ban was blocked, and the sword light was blocked in the sky.

Then there are countless cold forces, which blast from the sword. In the sound of a ‘噗嚓’, the entire mountain below is frozen in this moment.

There are six people behind Bai Ruo. It is also falling like a meteor. According to the six parties, Gong Xinran and the Ming Gate are just around the center.

The huge wide sword, slammed into the ground. Then the six packs of arrogant swordsmanship rushed. Respond to each other.

Each of them shook a book, and there was no wind and spontaneous combustion. Then the air machine, more and more solemn and upright, just righteous.

Actually, the surrounding air will be swept away. Even the sacred door was shrunk inward.

“It’s awesome!”

When this language comes out, Zong Shou does not feel right. This is indeed a good character, but it is not from these six people. It is the six books that are burning.

It is a book written by Daru, and it is right in the book.

Almost at the same time, around the thirty-six pillars. The 36th Regiment Day has spurred the sky.

Although it is only a big Japanese law, at this time it is like a real hot sun. Countless suns are really hot, going straight to the sacred door and illuminating.

Gong Xinran suddenly frowned, his eyes filled with disgusting colors.

But in the next moment, a person came out from the door.

A body of white bones, riding on the dragon horse, carrying a ten-foot bone knife.

When the bundle of gold came in, the bone knife in the handle of the hand was inserted on the ground.

Immediately in all directions, countless black ice has risen to the ground, firmly resisting the 36th Regiment.

Put all the sun on fire, all away.

At that time, in the middle of the door, the owner of the black giant shield also laughed and walked out from the 'door'.

"Hanshan bamboo swordsman, and Haoran Qing Xuanshi! Hey, a big scene. After he died, he hasn't seen it for thousands of years. I don't know how to break the robbery?"

Out of it, it is a height of eight feet, full body black robe, clear and handsome, like a good son, only a little pale on the face.

One hand, holding the giant shield above. One hand is carrying a big scary hammer.

At this time, the golden light shines, the man blinks slightly, and then he looks at it.

"This light is really annoying!"

The giant hammer, slammed out, and turned into a plane in the air for more than 100,000 feet.

A few pillars facing the south, and squatting away.

Here is the place where Cifang sits and does not look. A little blue lotus seed, dropped the column.

With the Lun Lunsheng, a pillar of lotus, the ground stretched out from the ground. It is also stretched out, and a piece of flower leaves are stretched out.

When it was finally opened, it just happened to meet the giant hammer.

When the lotus was broken, the body shape of Cifang shook and there was a trace of blood in the mouth.

Obviously it has been injured, but still sitting still.

The black scribe wrinkled, followed by a ‘cut’, unwilling to take back the hammer.

At this time, the seven bamboo cold star array above, a little bit of sword gas cold star, is falling incessantly.

The giant shield was continuously pressed down, and the entire shield was almost frozen.

With the black scribe, you will be forced into a group. The covered ice layers are shattered.

The whole face of the giant shield, also with Jianguang, floating three feet,

The next moment, I only listened to the air and scorned.

"Amazing!"

I saw the seven directions in the clouds, which are a large group of dead fog. Gathered in a sword shape, with an infinite amount of smoothies, rushing down.

The shield light from the black robes scribes is riddled with holes.

Even the black robes themselves were injured, but the wounds were not bloody, only white meat. After the shackles, they recovered and went down.

There are countless white bones that rush out from the ground. Like a bone wall, the three are firmly guarded.

Blocking the clouds and swords, the scribes smiled again.

"It’s Lingyun’s horror-stricken swordsmanship, and it’s a set of ground-level squadrons! Your Highness does not want to do it. I and the bones are destroyed, but I can’t hold it. When I go back to the sacred door, I can No wonder."

The bones that are said are the knights of the whole body, and they are heard at the moment, but they are only blinking. However, it is obviously a dumb voice, only swearing: "I and Lian Yu, first entered the realm. The strength is less than 70%, please also ask His Royal Highness!"

The word is like gold, just a few words, and it is concise.

Gong Xinran is still a word, the black entanglement in his hand, a huge incomparable sickle, is gradually taking shape.

Around the gate, it is already full of Buddha light. The scriptures of the Great Day descending the magical scriptures shine on all directions. After converging with Hao Ran, it is even more difficult.

All the dead fog is almost swept away.

Within the sigh of anger, as long as it is a dead thing that can move, it is almost dead.

At this time, Bizhubai Ruo, also opened the altar in the air.

The lord of one is really extraordinary. A person can be equivalent to a large number of ground level soldiers.

The spiritual method is motivated, and the road is full of strength, falling down and bombarding the bones. Accompanied by it, there are a total of twelve poles, full of great long verses of Confucianism.

Some handwriting, of course, is like a dragon snake, and it is from the hands of calligraphy masters. More text, just plain. And some of them are more ugly than ghosts.

But that is a stroke, between the lines, but it is not full of positive and positive.

The look of Zong Shou is slightly loose. In this case, it seems that it is not necessary for him to take the shot, then the seal can be sealed.

As for the three people, even if they can't kill, they can go back to the underworld.

Next to Gong Yue, it is a pair of fists. The eyes are slightly worried and unbearable, and there is a struggle.

Zong Shouxin was straightforward and sighed softly. He could only comfort himself and patted him on the shoulder.

The maiden is the weakest, and most likely, when it is banned.

Gong Li’s identity is the last resort.

Only when you have no choice but to help, will you try it.

Even he was guarded, and he did not dare to take risks.

The dead fog around has been scattered, and those black gas has been compressed to the range of three thousand feet ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ can be everyone, I think the overall situation has been timed. But see Gong Xinran, raised the huge sickle.

"The place where this body descends is the dead world!"

When the words fell, countless black tides poured out again. The air of dying, the essence is congested.

The arrogant and the Buddha's light, all without resistance, were washed out.

The thirty-six pillars in the distance are okay, and the six Haoran Qingxu, who are close by, can only support it. Holding a broad sword, that makes it stand up. But the six open scrolls are burning faster.

And Gong Xinran’s sickle is finally falling like a train.

"The place where this body passes, the dead must not sleep!"

The twelve faces are all smashed by this black knife.

When the cypress muscles are in the muscles, there are countless wounds in the open, and the altar under the body is bursting into a crush. (To be continued) RQ