"Nature is to escape!"

Zong Shou smiled and answered unambiguously. M [read the novel is ~]

He would not say that his little terrier, not only Kirin, but also the blood of the Kirin royal family.

However, all the sixth-order soldiers, the supporting exercises and the armored mounts are closely related, indispensable.

If you really sent the Zilin flame gun to ride out, then the fun of the Taoist dilemma can be great.

"You this person -"

Although Shui Lingbo had expected this for a long time, it can be seen that Zong Shou’s answer was so simple, he was not hesitant and shy, but he was still speechless.

In the end, it was only a sigh, and the dagger shook slightly: "If the family is the dreamer, no matter how much the price. Even if it is the risk of smashing the body, you will definitely be in the middle of the earth. You must not live. go back!"

"Unfortunately the sister is not!"

Zong Shou did not care, his eyes picked up, and once again looked at the direction of the spiritual environment: "Now look at the Yuanmengzi predecessors, how will they choose?"

At this time, the sun has sunk, and it seems that I am not impatient. Zong Shou snorted and heard again, and the sound passed thousands of miles.

"It has been half a day since noon! Is it true that people who are in awkward situation are dead? Or do you want to be the turtle of the shrinking head and dare not fight?"

The sound of clearness is far away. It can sense the emptiness of a few tens of miles away from the void.

After a while, it was calmed down.

Zong Shou once again sighed, this spiritual dilemma seems to be an idea and refused to come out.

There are tens of thousands of embarrassing people inside, it seems that there are some eggs. There is no movement within the Taoist dilemma. But after being familiar, it is not far from the surroundings. There were a few voices that should be heard.

"The monarch is so angry! One person is alone in picking up the situation, so that the main gate of Daomen can only be closed to the door. This is the only one since you have been forever!"

"Blood Sword Monster, the name of the invincible world, the king is deserved!"

"The people of this family have always been so shameless. Now the face is gone, what is it?"

"Fear of bullying. There is no bloodyness! If the Daomen are a few of them, they know that their descendants are so incompetent, but they don't know how to feel?"

"The monarch is willing to enmity and hatred. I admire! Such a feat, when it is a big white! Unfortunately, this time is not right, otherwise you must find the king to arms up. (Read the novel is coming to))

A few loud voices, shaking the sky, constantly echoing, full of ridicule.

Zong Shou snorted and was too lazy to talk to these people.

At this time, the desperate lowness of the soul, the oil on the fire, is clearly intended to speculate.

He does not want to take care of it, but he does not want to pay attention to it.

In the dilemma of dozens of miles away, at this time someone was unable to endure under these words. Strongly rushed out.

There are more than forty people, including two of them, and the speed is fast.

In addition to the barriers, it is also faint, the swaying air. It is more and more.

Zong Shoumei picked up and sneered. Squatting a sword, swaying out.

Forcing the space in front of the body, forcibly breaking open and folding. When the blood is red and the sword is shining, there are more than a dozen silver spots. Also attached to it.

In a few dozen miles, the **** red sword is just a little flash. The body of a spiritual monk is broken in the air!

Ten silverlights are scattered in all directions. Among them, five sacred fire silver ants, around the speed of the naked eye, surround another spiritual environment, a convolution. The limbs of the limbs are separated from the body. It happens to be five knives! Coming to the extreme -

The remaining dozens of silver streamers are also flesh and blood. Dozens of diligent disciples, regardless of their cultivation, are instantaneously killed.

Then all the silver spots were violently retracted, attached to the **** sword shadow, and again back through the air.

At this time, there are hundreds of spiritual laws within the dilemma. However, it has been late, and 18 silver ants have returned to Zong Shou’s side and flew around.

Within a few hundred miles, suddenly it was a dead silence.

People here have already guessed the ending of these people. But never thought of it, separated by dozens of miles. Zong Shou is still able to bear the rest, killing those forty people in an instant, and falling so fast.

And within that dilemma, the breath that was almost violent, calmed down again.

The code still inserted the nameless sword in front of him, and looked at the distance with pity, the dozens of bodies.

- These people are really pitiful. I was slightly provoked and ran out to die.

Next to the water wave, then a sigh. (Look at the novel)

Those who know that they are like this, if they are not prepared enough, they have no more than eighty spirits. Then there are more people coming out, and they are also sent to die. However, I still ran out. I really don’t know if they are incompetent or reckless.

Even more worried about this situation of the spiritual environment, even the disciples of the door have been unable to control, showing how much the situation has deteriorated.

This time, I am afraid that I have to be defended by Zong Shou.

And hundreds of miles around, there is no sound. From time to time, there are a few yin and yang sounds, but no one cares.

It seems that those who speak, are not willing to continue to use words to stimulate, so that more elites of the Tao, buried in the Zong Shoujian.

So this space is silent again and silently -

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A hundred miles away, Yuan Mengzi did not know when, has already reached the high cliff again.

The same is in the distance to the ground, the dozens of corpses, the heart is full of heartache.

These people, should be the elite of the Taoist dilemma, and the pillars that the future Daomen can really rely on.

Then at this time, it can only be lying there without any sound. The body was cold, and many people could not even keep a soul lamp.

With this in mind, Yuan Mengzi is required to stir up and dance his sleeves. In the eyelids, it is struggling.

Just the **** sword light, still in front of me. By his means, this is easy to break -

Can you do it yourself today?

If you sit back and ignore it, you can only let this shoud be swayed before the embarrassing situation.

If you shoot, then he dreams. Just a little slower, there is a danger.

Others don't feel it, but he can know that the idea of ​​Qiankun has always been outside the wandering world.

The first line of murder is always firmly locked. With a little movement, you can sense it.

This person is really worthy of the ancient dragon! Only a few years old. The sacred environment that has been like the heavy light for more than two thousand years is actually a heavy blow to its hand.

As for the other, it is also suppressed at the moment. Can't move.

He Yuan Mengzi, not afraid of death, up to tens of thousands of years later. Come back again.

It’s no problem to let go of this body.

Just risking the same end, killing this child, is it worth it?

The mind is uncertain, and the qi in the body should be turbulent.

After a while, the dawn of Yuan Mengzi was gradually firming.

- This vertical, not removed today, it will be a big worry!

Take some risks for it. What's the matter?

Even if it was only for the dozens of disciples in front of him, his Yuan Mengzi could not help but ask for justice!

Behind the space, suddenly there was a turmoil. The figure of Qingming’s scorpion appeared behind Yuan Mengzi. A cheeky face. It’s all anxious.

"Shi Bo! In the dilemma, I also invite you to come and see it. Now it is already in a crowded situation, and many people are already unable to control it!"

The voice is urgent, this time to go out, just to die! Nothing at all -

That Yuan Mengzi heard that he was a brow. Then it was a gratification.

"My Taoist disciples, I still have some blood. Not all of them are those who only know the right to fight for profit, and who are weak and reluctant."

Qing Ming suddenly became stunned, and some looked at Yuan Mengzi.

The words are so good, but this blood is also a time to watch.

She herself, in fact, can’t wait to kill, and fight with that one!

Even if it is dead, let people know the blood of the door. In the future, but the need for seeds, the need for pillars.

Thinking like this, Qing Ming is about to persuade. But see the Yuan Mengzi, and squatting on the sleeves.

"Because they are troubled, they don't need to persuade. The one who keeps the body is on the verge! Just half a moment, from the visible! If I can return, everything is fine. If not, you can be a third generation disciple. The first generation is obsessed with the environment."

Qing Ming heard a mist, and then collapsed in the space next to him.

The scene in front of me suddenly changed, and when I opened my eyes again, it was already in the dilemma.

First, it was a mistake, then it was a surprise.

Is it true that Yuan Meng Shi Bo is ready to shoot? Can you safely return to the environment later?

The latter sentence, clearly is to explain the matter!

On the cliff, Yuan Mengzi hesitated again.

In fact, if you want to protect everything, the best way is to have some movements within the dilemma to divide the sect.

Immediately and dumbly, laughing, can you bear the disciples and disciples, and die for this?

Yuan Mengzi, no shame!

A silver needle is smashed into the heart of the eyebrow. Then a dozen or so silver light, will continue to penetrate into the head of the hole.

When the soul surged, a reel was thrown from his sleeve, and it was turned into a hundred-foot-sized array and fell to the foot.

Then the majestic idea also condensed like a needle and went away.

Almost at the same time, hundreds of miles away. The Guardian who is closing his eyes and keeping his eyes is only aware of his eyebrows. It is a pain.

After a little dizzy, the whole person fell into a white space.

It’s all white and flawless.

"This is - illusion, dream?"

Just for a moment, Zong Shou knew that this is the Yuan Mengzi, already started.

At this time, I am in a dream, but I don’t know what it will be next.

Deeply sighed, Zong Shou made the heart's emotions completely calm.

Knowing this blow, if you can survive, Yuan Mengzi is mostly degraded. If you can't support it, you will have no life.

The next moment ~lightnovelpub.net~ I saw that Yuan Mengzi, from the far side, came to this side.

With the pace of this person, a lot of white around, was dyed dark black.

Then the ink gathered and turned into a huge behemoth.

"The technique of the town?"

Zong Shou’s heart is slightly sloppy. This person uses non-sorcerery, but introduces the evil spirits of the Quartet into his dreams.

Even today, even if he can hold to the last moment, most of them will be slandered by these evil spirits, but they will lose all their senses, and the soul will be destroyed.

Then the next moment, I felt that I had one more thing on my shoulder.

If you don't have to look at it, you know that it is a small earth dog.

At this time, the opposite side, that Yuan Mengzi also slightly unexpected color. I saw that the body of the body, there is a trace of white air.

I don't know what it is, but it is inexplicable to make him feel a sense of heart. (To be continued)