Chen Dong, the king of Dongyu, stood with a **** war halberd on one hand, standing straight on top of a collapsed Lingshan mountain, with scars on his body and fighting fiercely.

Look at his gaze and look around.

In front of my eyes is the **** sea of ​​corpses, desolate.

Most of the semi-saints and saints who are still alive in Shengdong Mansion of Dongdong District were seriously injured. There are several semi-holy ones, the Eucharist is already on the verge of fragmentation.

The monks in the holy land, led by passers-by and walkers since their inception, are all dressed in black robes, and are covered with thick black mist on their bodies, which can cover their body and appearance.

It is clear that they did not dare to reveal their identities, fearing to leave evidence, and they were charged to the Temple of Heaven and the Temple of Merit.

A figure of black robes stood under Lingshan and did not continue to attack.

Instead, there was a hint of jealousy in their eyes.

Because Chen Xun used a rune to condense into a killing light and cut off a nine-step holy king.

光 The light of killing is quite scary. Even the strong men at the level of passers-by and walkers have not been able to resist them.

Jain is the ancestor of the Chen family in the Middle Ages.

Use this one less one.

Hua Zangying shook the bone-bone fan gently, standing in the air with a graceful voice, with a melodious voice: "Chen Ye, if you continue to resist, you will only kill the Chen family. It ’s better to hand over the" Nine Mysteries " , Can we let you and the children of the Chen family make a living? "

Chen Yan laughed a long time: "Life? Really, Chen is a three-year-old child? To tell you the truth, you can't destroy the Chen family. Even if the king died here, someone will seek revenge from you in the future and liquidate this blood account today. . "

"Stubbornness."

A bald head with a height of three feet, snorted coldly, and said, "Bring the direct children of the Chen family, and I will eat them in front of the King of the East."

Dozens of Chen's immediate children were driven to the side of the bald head.

The shaved head of Xiu was not to pass under the passers-by and walkers, release Shengwei, and all the children of the Chen family were directly suppressed to kneel on the ground.

"嚎!"

There was a long howl in his bald mouth, and an ugly diamond horn grew on his head, turning it into a beast head that laughed.

The beast head stretched over the children of the direct family of the Chen family, exposing sharp tusks, and a pungent **** smell.

A young Chen family child, unable to restrain the fear in his heart, trembled and wept: "Grandpa Saint King ... save Xuner ... Xun'er doesn't want to ... want to die ..."

Chen Chen's eyes burst into flames and yelled, "You must not die."

The counterattack seemed too pale and weak.

"噗嗤."

The man with a head and beast, who is tall and tall, bites the head of Brother Chen of the "Xun'er", and shakes his neck, grunts, and swallows it into his throat.

That picture is quite bloody.

"kill!"

A Chen family saint, desperately rushing towards the creature with the human head and beast, regardless of Chen Ye's resistance.

He flew in the air, his body was burning, and golden cracks appeared on his skin.

"A mere saint in the lower realm, in the way of exploding the sacred source, came to the end with this seat, too much power."

The humanoid beasthead mocked with a laugh, summoned a silver-white bracelet, punched it out, hit the saint of the Chen family, and smashed his holy body.

However, the energy released by the fragmentation of the sacred body shifted in another direction and hit the direct children of the Chen family.

"嘭 嘭."

A series of explosions.

All the children of the Chen family were all extinct and turned into a mist of blood.

The thick flesh fluttered in the air.

Qi Huazangying smiled and shook her head, sighing: "It's miserable, it's miserable, why is it so?"

Chen Chen's eyes were full of bloodshot blood, and he squeezed blood with his hands. For the first time since he became the king of the East, he was so angry as now. At any cost, I want to kill all the enemies in front of me.

However, he doesn't have that power, the enemy is too powerful!

"Boom."

Suddenly, the holy air and rules between heaven and earth trembled violently.

The ancient inscriptions emerged from the ground of the Holy King's Mansion in the Eastern Region, crisscrossing like spider webs.

People, pedestrians, human-shaped beast head creatures, flower hidden shadows, etc. were all surprised, and quickly stimulated the armor and clothing to protect the whole body.

Quickly, Hua Zangying laughed loudly: "You don't have to be so panic, it must be Mr. Shen Ya who inspired the ancient inscriptions. The Eastern City Holy City has fallen into ... we ..."

"Boom."

A thunderbolt fell from the sky, hit Hua Zangying's head, and split him into a mass of ashes.

修 This monarch, who became a powerful nine-step holy king, died instantly, and even the armor of the bodyguard was reduced to ashes.

Zan was a white-bone fan pinched in the hands of Hua Cangying, and it became tattered and plummeted and fell to the ground.

All monks present were shocked.

How did this happen?

"Does the person who controls the ancient inscriptions not Mr. Shenya at all?" Thinking of this, the monk who attacked the Holy Mansion of Dongyu's Mansion was half-hearted, all feeling bad.

The monks in the Dongwang Palace of Dongyu were overjoyed and excited.

"It must be the ancestor of Feather activated the Fire Tower and opened the ancient inscriptions ... great, kill, kill them all ..."

"Ancient inscriptions are opened, and all enemies will be wiped out."

Uh ...

Uh ...

在 At this moment, a tall and towering sacred tower appeared over the holy city of Dongyu.

Zhang Ruochen stood on top of the tower and looked down at the vast land under his feet. The geography of the mountains and rivers of the Eastern City Holy City, like a map, unfolds in front of the eyes.

He is now above all beings.

The monk on the ground, looking at the figure standing at the top of the tower, looked like a small black spot, all shocked.

"Yes, it's Zhang Ruochen."

The monk who had excellent eyesight saw Zhang Ruochen's features and exclaimed.

"It really is Zhang Ruochen. The tower under his feet is not the legendary fire tower?"

"Zhang Ruochen is a monk in the Kunlun realm. Since he appears, he will never let the monk in another world leave, and continue to arrogant in the holy city of Dongyu."

"Zhang Ruochen used to be a student of our Eastern Sanctuary. I am in the same department as him."

I glanced at people and pedestrians.

The two attacked at the same time.

I spit out Zixia in the mouth of people, and a purple sacred artifact was wrapped in Zixia.

"Wow! Wow ..."

The surface of the shuttle-shaped sacred artifact bursts out layers of light waves.

After three breaths passed, the number of light waves reached seven levels, and the sacred sacred weapon burst out with seven radiant powers.

The walker walked with his hands folded, forming a fingering, and pointing out through the air.

Sunda performed a kind of middle-level sacred art in Buddhism. Xiaokuntun refers to more than 100,000 **** rules integrated into the sacred art.

"Boom."

The power of the ancient inscriptions condensed in the void, condensing into two seven-mile-long golden puppet phantoms. The two golden urns flew out and collided with the shuttle-shaped sacred artifact and the Buddha's Taoist light.

The shuttle-shaped sacred artifact was shaken and the seven layers of Holy Light waves shattered and fell to the ground.

Intermediate level of holy art refers to light, which is transformed into particles of golden light.

However, the two golden magpies' shadows did not dissipate, rushing down from the sky to attack the passersby and the walkers respectively.

"Zhang Ruochen was able to control the ancient inscriptions?"? "The ancient inscriptions are unstoppable. Hurry back."

The faces of the passers-by and the walkers changed dramatically, inspiring the strongest defense methods on their bodies, and the fastest body speed broke out, and they wanted to avoid the two ghosts' ghosts.

"Boom."

"Boom."

In the main city of Shengdong Mansion of Dongdong, two deafening sounds came out. Then, two mushroom clouds rose, and a fierce holy storm looted between heaven and earth.

The right half of his body disappeared. Fortunately, his head was not injured, and his life was saved.

The lower half of the walker's body was hit, and below the waist, it turned into blood mud.

"Zhang Ruochen took control of the ancient inscription, and quickly removed him, otherwise all of us will die in the Holy City of Dongyu." The people yelled while fleeing to the King's Mansion of Dongyu.

"Hoo!"

Over the holy king's mansion in the Dongdong Realm, ancient inscriptions quickly converge, condensing into a storm vortex composed of howling wind.

Every wind is sharper than the holy sword.

"Wow."

The whirlwind swooped down and hit the nine-step holy king of the humanoid beast. It uses a silver-white bracelet to condense into a silver light curtain to protect the whole body.

However, the silver light curtain only supported for a moment and was penetrated by the howling wind.

"Ah ... how could that be ... unstoppable ..."

The sacred body of the human-shaped beast head shattered, turning into a crimson blood mist, and the bones became powder.

Howling Wind continued to rush out, attacking other monks in the holy realm. As long as it is swept into the vortex, no matter how high it is, there will be no bones.

Suddenly, more than a dozen monks in the holy realm died in the whirlwind.

"Presumptuous."

A thirty-foot-long blood fingerprint was photographed from a cloud of blood, shattering the whirlwind.

Xun is a mysterious strong man comparable to the realm of the region.

The man, standing in the cloud of blood, could not see his body and appearance, but could only see four huge blood wings.

The blood wing fluttered gently, and a hurricane was blown.

Zhang Ruochen asked, "Who is he?"

Wang Daxi bit his lips lightly ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ did not answer Zhang Ruochen.

"Is it really difficult to do things for me? Anyway, you have already killed so many monks in the heavenly factions. What secrets can't be told?" Zhang Ruochen said.

King Xi Xi clenched her teeth, and Xingyan stared at Zhang Ruochen.

She felt that Zhang Ruochen was a demon, and she was taking her step by step into the abyss.

Just now, she controlled the ancient inscriptions and killed a large number of paradise factions and sacred powers. It must have been recorded by Zhang Ruochen. In the future, even if she escapes, it will be difficult to get rid of Zhang Ruochen's control.

Zhang Ruochen's hand, holding a roll sleeve, opened the roll sleeve.

King Daxi guessed right, Zhang Ruochen did record all the pictures just now.

King Daxi ’s plump and round chest was violently undulating, and he finally compromised and replied, “He is the last generation of the four-winged scarlet angel of the Temple of Blood War, Tianchen, who has reached the rule of heaven and earth.

"You have played against the four-winged scarlet angel of this generation. You should know the power of the four-winged scarlet angel."

"Tian Chen's cultivation, although it has not reached the realm of the realm, but the solution of the realm of the realm of the realm has been defeated by him. Zhang Ruochen, you can't provoke such characters now."

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