Foshan is empty, and the city of the deserted city is reappearing in the world. Yan Luo in red clothes wields his sword, and the sword wings become swords. After an instant, he falls to the sky. net

Jun Wentian condensed his eyes, twirled his hands with three sharp points and two blades, swept through the air waves, thundered and thundered, the powerful form of Lei Yuan, Qilin Mingshi, and greeted him.

Sword Qi and Qilin collided, Jiwei struck each other, aftermath screamed, the sand rolled into waves, and the ground broke into valleys.

"Special martial arts, you are more and more interested in me!"

Jun Wentian stepped in, stepped into the void, the **** soldier slashed, and thunder screamed for nine days.

"In our eyes, you are also very interesting!"

The red-clothed Yan Luo waved his sword to resist, the boundless chill spread, and with a loud bang, he shook three points and two blades.

Divine soldiers confronted each other, and the cold stars merged. The two did not retreat but moved forward. The palms and elbows were engaged, and the fists and arms were joined.

The number of confrontation moves, Shensha curling waves, dust waves, the figure of the king rushed out quickly, the magic sword sword awns swallowed, and then entered the battle.

Jun Wentian folds his body, avoiding Jianmang, and promptly urged by Yuan Yuan to return strongly.

The king is fearless, the sin wings spread behind him, the magic can bless and raise his palm hard.

With a bang, the sky shook, the boundless Demon element galloped, and the aftermath shook its peak.

"Star picker final form, counter-informal!"

The demon was controlled for a moment, and the red-clothed Yan Luo urged the polar element again. When the snow and snow swayed, he reappeared and was immediately printed on the former chest.

"Uh"

With a muffled sound, the figure flew out, ten feet away, Jun Wentian stopped his figure, and there was a spill of blood at the corner of his mouth, which was the first time since the war.

The final style is impermanent, and Kirin's unique ability to reappear. Jun Wentian's body is constantly overflowing, and it is difficult to gather for a while.

Opportunity arises, not to be missed, but seeing the star soul lifts the sword, the blood shines, the red clothing Yan Luo passes by, and a sword stays in the soul.

Artifacts confronted again, Jun asked naive Yuan difficult to condense, the move has lost the three-pointer, and fell into the wind for a while.

In the rear, the figure of the king is the same, and the apocalyptic move of the end brings up the kill, the swords are staggered, and the artifacts compete.

"Oh!"

Star Soul pressed the sharp gun and broke it with force. With a clatter, Jun Wentian's arm Zhu Hong flew down, and the situation was critical.

Outside the battle, the appearance of Moon Weaver and Bai Wangran dimmed at the same time, her eyes flashing dignified.

The prestige of the two men's cooperation is beyond imagination, and even Junjun Wentian has fallen into a disadvantage, does it not mean that they are not opponents.

"What the Holy Secretary is thinking, why not stop this battle!"

Bai Wangran said with a deep voice that the first protector could not be defeated, even if it was two-to-one, he could not be defeated, otherwise, this would cause a great blow to the momentum of the demons.

"Holy Secretary has his arrangements, we only need to obey orders."

Moonweaver looked at the blue Jinqiu man standing in front of the empty sky, staring her voice.

The battle situation was empty, feeling the eyes from afar, Luo Shen smiled at the corner of his mouth, and said, "Holy Division, your two guardians seem to be worried. Why, don't you take action to stop this battle, or do you want to use our help The hands of the local government get rid of this disobedient general. "

"The girl doesn't need to provoke, if Jun Wentian's strength is only so, then why did he come to the name of the first guardian of the magic palace." Xie Tiance said lightly.

"Oh?"

Luo Shen's eyes flashed through the different colors, lifted with his right hand, and suddenly, the airflow from the world slowly moved, and the sand waves rose without wind.

Seeing that, Xie Tiance raised his hand and pointed, and four black and white stars appeared, each falling on one side, calming the flowing air.

"Is the girl going to do it?" Xie Tiance looked indifferent.

"No"

Luo Shen shook his head softly, and raised his hand again. He said, "How can I dare to move here with Saint Division, but if Saint Division is not used to this law, we would not mind cleaning the portal for Saint Division . "

Without deliberately suppressing the sound, the wind drifted away, and everyone in the Devil's Palace changed their looks, looking at the two of the void.

It is a fact that Jun Wentian resists life, and if Sheng Si has made a murderous move, it is not impossible.

Zhuxin confronted each other and hid the sword in his smile. Below, the battle situation was equally murderous. The king and Yan Luo attacked Ling Liwu, and Jun Wentian's defeat appeared.

Fighting again ten times, when the magic sword and the star soul joined together, they punched and added strength, full of energy.

Jun Wentian groaned, and the figure withdrew again for ten feet, and his chest was stained with blood.

"A thousand years, the feeling of death is so memorable!"

Jun Wentian smiled, raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corners of his mouth, and looked at the two people with powerful poles in front of him, three pointed and two blades in the air, two hands running the pole, rolling magic Tao, nine days of wind and cloud changed, Wan Lei collapsed , Falling into the world.

The red-clothed Yan Luo and the Xuanyi King saw it, and their expressions were frozen at the same time.

"drink"

A long roar from Kyushu sounded, Jun asked the whole body of the sky, the different light came into being, the third eye of the brow appeared, and suddenly, the magic wave rolled thousands of miles, and Tianwei moved Xuanhuang.

"Uh"

Qi Qi hummed, the king and Yan Luo backed away a few steps, his face showing shock.

"not good!"

At this moment, Yan Luo's body shook at the same time, and his face changed dramatically.

But seeing the rolling Tao Tao, the eyes of the sky opened, and a dazzling difference came out of the air, the aftermath swept through, half of Foshan instantly capsized.

The crisis was overwhelming, and it was too late to avoid it. The red-clothed Yan Luo stepped forward, Hengjian Ningyuan, wanting to forcibly block the move.

At this time, the figure of Xuanyi flashed, and he stepped in front of him one step ahead.

"Uh"

Beyond the limit, the power of the four realms, the unstoppable manpower, the madness of the end bursts, and the different light penetrates through the body, bringing out a bleak blood flower.

The eyes of Yan Yan in the red dress shrank fiercely, waved their swords to disperse their energy, and stepped forward to support the fallen king.

"Retreat!"

Just before he could say a word, the king's arm hung down and passed out.

The red clothing Yan Luo trembles, his eyes are bloody, the magic energy is looming, the anger is attacking the heart, and the magic phase will appear.

Opposite the battle situation, Jun Wentian, who used the power beyond the realm, dripped a drop of blood from his eyebrows and bite himself.

"Yang, retreat!"

In the war, Qianying, who was in a white dress, swept to the ground for the first time, and raised her hand to suppress the magic that was about to erupt, and said in a deep voice.

After being reminded, the look of Yan Yan in the red clothes shocked, and pressured the magical energy flowing in the body. He looked at the first protector of the Demon Palace in front of him, and said coldly, "This battle is our lose, we will meet again in the future, regardless of life or death! "

After that, Yan Luo in red brought the unconscious king, his figure flashed, and disappeared into the night sky.

When the King of Kings departed, Chu Jiang, Emperor Song, the five senses, Mount Tai, and the Five Halls of Runners did not stay any longer. Their figures faded away and disappeared.

"Uh"

Yan Luo, who left the place, collapsed in Foshan, and Jun Wentian stumbled, spitting out blood, his wounds were bitter, and the wounds were hurt.

"Brother!"

Yue Zhinv passed by, holding the former and showing her concern.

"I'm fine!"

Jun Wentian stretched out his hand and pushed away the woman next to her. He looked at the direction of the disappearance of Yan Yan in the red dress. A flash of fine mansions flashed over, so that Yan Luo, a land mansion, will not be lonely on the way forward in the future!

"gone back!"

In the Void, Xie Tiance glanced at a few people, said a word lightly, and took a step forward, his figure merged into the Void, and disappeared without a trace.

At the top of the nine days, the woman in the blue dress turned away, saying nothing from beginning to end.

"Brother, let's go too."

Moon Weaver whispered.

Jun Wentian nodded his head and looked at the Lord Buddha who had closed his eyes and practiced hard in front of the Buddhist platform. After a while, he stepped on his feet and disappeared into the night.

The people left one after another, and half of the destroyed Foshan collapsed. The scene like the end of the world was shocking.

"Amitabha"

In Foshan, a small white-dressed Sha Mi chants a Buddha number. Even if he enters a Buddhist gate, all four are empty, and he is very vivid for this desolate scene.

At the junction of the three domains, one figure at a time was swept to the head, and Yan Luo in red waved his hands to disperse the god's prohibition.

In the rear, Yan Luo, who was in the same place, leaned forward and looked heavy.

In the Yanluo Hall, everyone took off the Yanlua mask, restored their appearance, and stared at the king who had hit the coma in front of him, all worried.

Ning Chen raised his hand, mobilized by the foundation, and the body of the body of the scroll was continuously poured into the body of the former. From the beginning of the book of heaven, it was compatible with the physique of the world and helped the king to heal the wound.

Aside, Luo Fei stood there quietly, silently and silently.

"Don't worry, he will be fine!" Luo Shen stepped forward and comforted softly.

Luo Fei grinned reluctantly, and continued to look at the person in front of him, unable to hear any comfort for a while.

Behind, Luo Xingchen and others waited solemnly and waited. The ability finally demonstrated by the first protector of the magic palace was not expected. That force obviously exceeded the third realm, which was shocking.

As time passed, Ning Chen's face became darker and heavier and heavier, and a surging wind and snow suppressed the special power in Xia Zi's body.

After half an hour, the wind and snow gradually stopped, Ning Chen closed his hand, his expression remained dignified.

"How is he, is it better?"

Luo Fei went, and it was difficult to suppress his emotions, anxiously said.

"No, it's dangerous"

Ning Chen looked gravely, "I can only temporarily suppress the force in his body, but I can't get rid of it. I must find a way to heal as soon as possible, otherwise, Ziyi will soon be in danger of life.

The figure of Luo Fei ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ The body trembles, the sadness flashes, how could this be!

"Sorry"

The words of apology are guilt and self-blame. Ning Chen clenched his fists and hated his loss.

Luo Fei depressed her heart and shook her head. "This is not your fault. He chose to ask the king. You have done well enough. At least, in the first game, we won."

After talking, Luo Fei hugged Xia Ziyi, looked at all the people in the hall, and said, "I will take Ziyi back to rest first, and the next thing will bother you."

Luo Xingchen, Mu Qianshu and others nodded and responded softly.

"Fate"

Luo Fei left, Mu Qianxi patted the shoulders of the people in front of him, calmly said, "Now is just beginning, don't let us see your cowardice, in the first game, we still won the Shengsi, just out Some unexpected variables, it ’s not that anyone can predict in advance, your responsibility is the heaviest, and you must not lose your calm. What to do next, we still need your guidance. "