Until the figure fell to the ground, it stabilized the figure. M [read the novel is ~] Qing Ming was finally able to separate the mind, watching the scene above, change the truth.

Then I took a cold breath and saw a huge silver-white dragon, fighting with the basaltic sacred beast.

The momentum of the sound is invisible, pressing Xuanwu.

The power is not as good as Xuanwu, but the body can change between reality and reality.

When Xuanwu slams with a snake whip, or power is not as good. It’s made by the real illusion, it’s unharmed.

The faucet, who bite the neck of Xuanwu tightly, swallowed the blood of this sacred beast.

At this moment, even if it is Xuanwu's whole body, it has already condensed a thick layer of ice, and it is helpless.

The neck has been hit first, and it has not helped.

More silver and white flames linger, against the power of the mysterious ice, as time goes by, the neck has been embarrassed, almost broken sound. Among the basaltic turtles, there was a bit of fear and anxiety.

"This is the sacred beast! It is also a god!"

Next to it, the voice of the North Xuan San people came again, but the voice was hoarse and full of incredulous meaning.

"This thing doesn't even have big business! How can there be a small country in Tianshan?"

On the face of Qingming, there is no blood, and it is pale like paper.

At this moment, not only is she and Bei Xuan, but there are dozens of miles around the rooftop, all of which are silent, and the needles can be heard.

Everyone, either ashamed, or pleasantly surprised, or puzzled, looks at the sky!

This is already a winner, how can this change? This is where the country’s holy beast comes from, and she wants to know!

Zong Shou's hands. There is still such a card!

Protect the country and the beast! The guardian sacred beast of Daomen is a few hundred thousand repairs, and even a pure heart is enshrined. How does this protect the country's holy beast? How to sacrifice?

At this time, I thought that when Xuanwu appeared, the look of Zongshou was indeed weird, but it was just weird. (Looking at the novels), at most, it only contains a bit of headaches and troubles. It seems that there is no fear at all -

“Can it help the beast to take it out of trouble?”

That Xuanwu is obviously not good - it has been fixed since the beginning.

At this point, the situation can still be supported, but it may not last long. If she is dead here, then she is clear and sinister!

But it is not unexpected, I hope that Bei Xuan shook his head slightly.

"This dragon is the early stage of the gods, and it is also a genus of the beasts. It has a strong fighting power. I have waited for a few people. But before I first entered the fairyland, where can I get involved? I can’t help but help. Will not let me wait for it!"

Qing Ming turned his head and saw that it was on the roof. Although Zong Shou was coping with the ravages. But there is already a silver flying knife, which floats again and flies around.

The hair will not be sent, so that all the monks above the spiritual world will feel the shock and the momentum is weaker by three points.

Such a flying knife, no one wants to face it!

The eyes were slightly dimmed for a moment, and Seimei tightened the fist again, and the face was reinvigorated.

"According to my hearing, the sacred beast, unless it is killed on the spot, otherwise the injury will be heavy, even if the body is broken, it can be restored. No life longevity. Can live forever. If you want to remove, you must break its roots. !"

Bei Xuan brows a pick, I don't know what the Qingming said, what is the intention?

Immediately, if there is a realization, the root of the sacred sacred martial arts is the Taoist.

Then this kind of silver-white dragon, which does not know the kind, is naturally dry Tianshan.

However, Zong Shou has no children. The dry Tianshan rises and falls, and now it is all in Zongshou.

More accurate. At this time, Zong Shou is the root of this silver dragon.

Is it the root cause?

"Just take the person first, don't wait for us to pay for it! Protect the Faith, you can be safe!"

The voice of Qingming is a slap in the face. Holding the sword behind his back, his eyes flashed purple.

She also has the last resort, just this sword, can squat in the sect.

Just a few notes can make a difference. 【】【】

The North Xuan San people were slightly hesitant, and they looked at the big array in the distance: "Why is it easy? Is it wrong? It is idiotic to say that dreams are!"

Between words, it is full of bitterness: "There is no such thing as the skill of flying a knife. No one can stop it. It is not a broken day. It is fifty. It should have been taken one by one. Rui is half the number. The number of days in the week, here is 364. There are shortcomings, the combination of the two, but it is perfect -"

If it is only when Xuanwu appears, I will look at it again. The 600,000 sergeants in the squad were just getting rid of the danger of being frozen by Xuan Bing.

And the hundreds of spiritual masters on the roof of the sky are also full of morale and excitement.

"So rely on the strength of several brothers!"

Qing Mingzi was indifferent and interrupted the voice of Bei Xuan.

"Shen Ming does not ask the brothers to break, just ask you to wait, can give Qingming a chance!"

The northern Xuan San people's eyebrows glimpsed, with a bit of coldness, and then sighed softly: "Why is this? Just wait for a few uncles to shoot. Solve the shackles, the dilemma here can be solved Why do you need this adventure-"

The voice was blocked by the clear eyes. I saw the girl’s expression, and her lips were ridiculous.

"Senior brother, if it is a basaltic beast, it falls here. You and I are a few people, afraid that you can't escape the sin of sitting! Brothers think that the Taoist ancestors, will spare you and me? Qing Ming is still willing to die, the brothers have come to the door for thousands of years Da En, at this time of crisis, is it a pity?"

The spirit of the North Xuan San people was a sigh of relief. First, the look was awe-inspiring. The eyes looked fierce and glanced at Qingming, and then turned to the nine hundred feet to the roof.

He was forced by a few words of this woman. For other occasions, you can ignore it.

But this time, he knows that a Taoist priest is watching this battle.

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Almost at the same time, outside the cloud world, the virtual world.

The heavy light is squinting, and the face is full of anger.

"This dry Tianshan, how can there be a protector of the Holy Beast? Silver white dragon body, is a platinum dragon? No! Hidden and hidden, virtual and real conversion, this is clearly the genus of Yinlong!"

In the voice, it is awkward and a bit anxious.

That mysterious son is deep frowning.

"Look at its form, it should not be completely transformed into a sacred beast. It is still not tamed by the sect. How did it be sacrificed? If you know this, you should not -"

I immediately felt this sentence, and some were not right. Then the voice is silent, and the mouth is silent.

Hua Yun’s look is even more ugly.

Since it has not been completely tamed, it has not really become a sacred beast. Then, when Zong Zong is dead and dead, he will never show up.

This time, if he does not ask for this basaltic sacred beast, the result is only better.

Even at this time, the situation within the cloud world is in a stalemate. It’s also better than this Taoist Guardian sacred beast, which was just born and was hit hard again.

Long Xuan smirked and praised: "It is still a wise man, ready to be thoughtful. With my knowledge, I will never think of it, that sect and the sacred beast. Only eight fairyland, a copy of the imitation of the sword It’s really a delusion to take that life, and it’s too small to look at him—"

Huayun looked like a face, and this was a little warmer, but it was still a haze.

If he intended to do so, he would not directly interfere with the affairs of the cloud.

The co-contract before the 10,000-year-old is to stipulate the various sects of the sects.

At this time, Dao Ling’s dilemma can be a moral one, but it is a moral loss.

Even if you smash this guard, the situation in the future will be extremely passive.

Xuan Weizi knows his heart, but shook his head slightly: "The younger brother, hesitant at this time! The sword of the sword, under the fairy steps, no one can be a fool! If you go wrong, my disciples will lose a lot." You and I can’t say it, you can only rule out the rules of a bad ancestor. This is a last resort!”

Speaking, Xuan Weizi is paying attention to the opposite side.

I saw a young man standing with a sword. Beyond hundreds of feet, it was Ming Yu.

"Ming Yudao friends, the old road really can't figure out, Daoyou knows that my door is this time, it is bound to get! Er Cangsheng, why should you intervene in this matter?"

This sentence says that the eyes of several people in Daomen are all eye-catching and have paid attention to them.

Especially not far away, a 70-year-old man is full of anger.

If this is the case, this person will suddenly intercept the interception.

At least the life of the old man can be saved.

Dao Lingzong ranked sixth in the Holy Land, and his body is not as good as Dao Ling and Tai Ling.

Breaking the sky is the most promising in the sects, the people who step into the realm of the gods.

This person is dead, enough to let Dao Lingzong, the whole sect is painful.

That Mingyu was glanced at by a few people and looked condensed.

The four holy gods here, even him, can't be turned a blind eye. But still smiled: "I have a lot of benefits for the demon king, and I want more later. This time I have to take some effort."

Xuan Weizi shook his head slightly, but it was impossible to speak.

With his thoughts, this Mingyu should know. They are united by the four parties, and there is no chance for the Kun Kun Long Shadow! Even in a dilemma, it cannot be stopped.

Is it really necessary to put the whole sacred road into it?

"You care about him!"

Heavy light and thick eyebrows ~~lightnovelpub.net~ A cold voice: "First slaughtered the rabbit scorpion and said!"

As soon as the mana showed, the space in front of him was torn open. The big hand stretched out and directly broke into the Tiantai Mingyu. It was locked by several people and it could not be moved. But only the brows are slightly wrinkled, there is not much worry.

As expected, the giant palm of the heavy light was just reaching out to the top of the platform.

There is a void here, and suddenly there is another wave of ripples. The pupil of the heavy light shrinks, and the hand is as if it is a thorn, and it is retracted.

Above the palm of the hand, there was a trace of blood. The heavy light is also a sigh.

At this time, Hua Yun did not laugh. Looking far ahead, looking at the front: "I finally came, I thought you are today, to be the turtle of the shrinking head, will not come out!"

In the direction of the visual, it was another twenty-something man who stepped out. But wearing a golden robe, breathe and sullen, lips sneer.

"Smile, **** seas and hatred, today can be restored. How can I not be?"