www "slk" tw the fastest updated novel network, no popup!

Shi Qianjue, the ancestor of Dead Zen, Murong Yefeng, and the deputy chief, all of them were giants and lame on one side, and there was a lot of turbulence in the entire Kunlun community. M.slk.tw

The outbreak of the war between the four people, in an instant, made the world chaotic, even the saints could not approach the past.

Huo Zun also stared at Zhang Ruochen, preparing to capture him, in order to check and balance the saints on the side of Sheng Ming.

However, he had just come up with such an idea. In the camp of Disha Pavilion, dozens of holy arts flew out and hit him.

"City of Skyfire."

The sea of ​​fire at the foot of Huo Zun quickly rose up, condensing into a huge city of flames, with four towering walls standing in all directions to resist the dozens of holy arts.

"Booming."

Dozens of holy arts fell on the wall of the flames, just like raindrops, but they slaps a small ripple, which soon disappears.

However, within this short period of time, a golden urn had flew to the side of the Flame City, stepped on it with one foot, and crushed a Flame City wall.

Huo Zun's face changed slightly, and Yu Guang's eyes glanced behind him, and found another Jin Ye rushed up from behind, blocking his retreat.

Two golden urns launched a bombardment at the same time, tearing the clouds of fire in the sky, causing the fire lord to fall from the sky and stepping on the ground to collapse a large area.

"Isn't the guardian beast of Shengming's central empire not reaching the great sacred realm? How could it be so powerful?" The blood of Huozun's mouth shed the blood.

He had been hurt that time.

One of them said, "In eight hundred years, there must always be some progress."

Immediately, the two golden urns attacked the past again, pulling the fire lord into their circle of war.

Both the two saints were restrained. Zhang Ruochen and the Saints of the Ming Dynasty went all out to urge Kaiyuan Luding and attacked the second layer of mountain guards.

"boom!"

"boom!"

...

Every time Kaiyuan Luding hits, the second layer of mountain guards will shake violently, and there will be huge cracks in the mountains without the top mountain.

At this moment, all disciple disciples are afraid, they will be crushed to death after the Hushan array is broken.

On the Holy Wood Peak, no monk of the Fire tribe could laugh, all of them were pale.

They saw it with their own eyes, and even Lord Fire Lord was wounded.

Sheng Ming's ability against the thief, beyond the expectations of all monks, seemed to really destroy the moon worship and the fire tribe.

Qiu Yu was relatively calm, and looked at Huang Yanchen, the sage scholar, the King of Fighting, etc., and said, "Sheng Ming is so mad, does the court care about it?"

The Holy Book Girl said: "Just now, I have asked the Lord of the Earth Temple and the Lord of the Chaos Army for help, but I have not been able to get their response. Perhaps, the two of them encountered something quite important."

Qiu Yu's eyes were cold, and she said, "What else is more important than annihilating Shengming Rebel?"

"How about the Great Saint, can we take it easy?" The sacred lady said something politely, and then said, "Qiu Yu, the son, still calm down first. This is Wudingshan, the general worship of the moon gods. Altar, how can it be so easy for Sheng Ming's rebels to attack. "

Many of the monks around were laughing secretly.

Zhang Ruochen came fiercely and made it clear that he was going to grab a relative. The target was naturally Qiu Yu.

Once Zhang Ruochen killed Wudingshan, it was still a trivial matter to be robbed of his relatives, and he was afraid that Qiu Yu's life would not be able to survive.

Can Qiuyu be in a hurry?

A holy ancestor of the fire clan, said: "Isn't there a copper furnace for the life and death of the holy holy shrine, how can it not be used at this moment?"

Ling Feiyu walked into the square where the banquet was located, and said in a cold voice: "Since it is a copper furnace for life and death, naturally it will not be used until the life and death of the gods."

"Linggong master, is it not time for life or death?" Said the ancestor of the fire tribe.

Ling Feiyu said: "Zhang Ruochen and Sheng Ming's old ministry came to worship the heaven and earth at Wuding Mountain, not to kill people. After they worshiped, they naturally left."

The eyes of the sacred ancestor of the Fire tribe shrank slightly, and Shen said, "Is the Lord Ling Gong innocent, or has he already colluded with Zhang Ruochen? Does the Ling Gong Lord want to be the **** of the moon worship? "

Ling Feiyu's eyes are even sharper than the Billy Sword, saying: "Elder Yan still has to take care of the Huo's own affairs first. Who is the master of worshiping the Moon God? Do you still need to worry about it?"

Later, Ling Feiyu stood on the top of the holy wood and said to the bottom: "The disciples of the worship of the moon will obey orders. No one can launch an attack on the old part of Shengming. The Lord of the Palace can save your life. Consequences. "

Sound waves spread out to the whole Wuding Mountain.

All the disciples who had planned to fight a battle with Sheng Ming's old part all became hesitant.

Elder Yan naturally saw that Ling Feiyu was deliberately helping Zhang Ruochen. If so, how could she succeed?

"court death."

The elder Yan worked holy air, and instantly the skin turned golden red, as if it were red rocks, emitting amazing heat.

As soon as the feet were kicked, the slate on the ground instantly melted.

Elder Yan's body moved like a teleportation, reaching Ling Feiyu's body, pinching his hands into a claw shape, and striking Ling Feiyu's heart.

"Well."

The fire was so brilliant that it was hard to open your eyes.

However, unexpectedly, Elder Yan's claws had not hit Ling Feiyu's body, but instead he flew out and fell to the ground fiercely.

His two arms were even reduced to fly ash.

"What happened?"

"How is it possible? Elder Yan is a very powerful figure among the holy kings. How long did the first lady of the holy maiden practice in the realm of holy kings, how could it be possible to hit him with a single stroke?"

Only some of the top powerhouses present could see that the person who had just shot was not Ling Feiyu.

But another master.

"What's the matter, can't you sit down and say something, you have to do it?"

Just then, a man with white hair walked up from the mountain and reached the summit of Shengmu Peak.

The person who just started talking is him.

The white-haired man looks like he is in his fifties, and looks a bit like Ling Feiyu, but he has a sloppy face, looks a bit sick, and there is no trace of sacredness on his body.

Ling Feiyu walked to the white-haired man, helped him, walked into the banquet, and sat down on one of the seats.

Seeing the white-haired man, the Master of the Jia Family suddenly changed his face, and quickly stepped forward, saluting, and said, "See Uncle Ling."

The white-haired man nodded slightly, signalling that he didn't have to salute, and quickly got up.

At the wedding reception, there was an instant discussion.

Canglan Wusheng asked in a low voice, "Who is this person?"

The sage scholar looked at the white-haired man and said, "Should be the son of the Emperor, Ling Xiu."

"Ling Xiu? Shi Qianju's brother and sister? Ling Feiyu's father?" Cang Lan Wu Sheng glared with a pair of phoenix eyes, some incredible.

The holy book lady nodded.

Canglan Wusheng stirred his mouth and said, "It is said that six hundred years ago, Ling Xiu and Shi Qianze lost their position as masters, and they have abandoned the practice. How can a person who abandons the practice can live to this day? ? "

Ling Xiu seemed to hear the voice of Cang Lan Wu Sheng and stared at her with a slight smile: "If you abandon Xiuwei, you can still cultivate your spiritual power. There are thousands of roads to cultivation, which is not the main road?"

The saintly talented girl clenched her fists in her hands and arched her hands slightly, saying, "Predecessor Ling is indeed a peerless master. After the road of martial arts was broken, he was able to cultivate his spiritual strength to such a terrible height. Ancestors. Admired by the younger generation. "

Ling Xiu shook his hand and smiled: "Ling's mental strength has reached the 60th level. However, compared with your grandfather, it is far worse than enough."

"boom!"

Hearing this, the entire Shengmufeng exploded.

Sixty steps?

Sixty ranks of spiritual power, isn't it the spiritual master?

This is definitely a shocking news. The Moon Worship gave birth to two great saints.

"Meet the Great Saint."

On the square, a large area fell on his knees.

Who dares not kneel before a great saint?

The monks of Qiuyu and Huozuo stared at Ling Feiyu and Ling Xiu, their faces became more ugly.

"Boom."

A loud noise came from under the mountain, and even the Shengmu Peak shook slightly.

The second layer of mountain guards was breached.

Shengmufeng is not in the third layer of mountain protection, at this moment, it is completely exposed. As for the defensive formations in the Shengmu Peak, they are completely useless. How can it prevent Kaiyuan Luding?

"kill!"

Zhang Ruochen, driving Jinbu Longyu, rushed to Wuding Mountain and flew in the direction of Shengmu Peak.

Although Ling Xiu and Ling Feiyu issued orders, there were still a large number of devotees who were loyal to Shi Qianjue and attacked Zhang Ruochen and the army of Shengming.

Gu Songzi yelled, "A disciple worshipping the moon, if he doesn't want to die, he will be honest on the side. Continue to obey Shi Qianjue, there is only one way to go."

Gu Songzi had a monstrous hatred for Shi Qianjue and those monks who followed Shi Qianjue, and took the lead in attacking and killing him.

"Wow."

Luo Xu's hands clenched into fist marks, and he punched upwards. The sea of ​​water under his feet swept up towards Wuding Mountain.

With just one blow, there were tens of thousands of disciples of Mojiao who died in the waves.

The members of Tiansong Pavilion and Disha Pavilion followed behind Jin Bulong, and crushed all the demons who dare to stop Zhang Ruochen in a crushing manner.

Including the palace master of the night palace, Ye Xiaoxiang, was instantly split into scores of blood mist by dozens of holy arts.

Ouyang Yan sat on the top of an array of towers, staring forward, and saw that nine golden dragons, pulling a bright dragon, rushed forward.

Zhang Ruochen sat peacefully in the golden dragon's cymbal, as if the emperor was on tour.

The golden step dragons gathered in all directions to gather dense monks ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ The number is probably hundreds of thousands. Some of them attacked soldiers and some of them used martial arts. They wanted to stop Zhang Ruochen's footsteps.

However, there are the guardians of the Temple of Heaven and the Temple of Earth, even if there are many demon monks, they can't stop the moment of Jin Bulong.

"Well."

The corpse of the demon monk, like rain, fell down, and the whole world turned blood red, as if it were turned into Shura field.

As the golden step dragon owl got closer, Ouyang yang closed his eyes and said, "You won!"

"Boom."

The Kowloon golden dragon and golden step dragon cricket hit the tower and then crushed it, crushing the body and soul of Ouyang Lu into pieces.

From the beginning to the end, Zhang Ruochen seemed very indifferent, and there was no trace of emotional fluctuations in his eyes, as if calming down an ant.

www ~ slk ~ tw The fastest updated novel net, no popup!