Under the Purple Mountain.

The sky is covered by flying swords flying in the air, and a chain of chains is traversed, just like a big net.

Between the chains and the dance, one big demon is entangled in the chain, and then the flying sword above the chain is turned into pieces.

Standing on the Purple Mountain, Kim Min Jong rushed out of his eyes. "What is the situation? How can the Yanshan army be fine to this point? This is much more elite than the Yanshan army who killed the sand!"

However, Jin Hao has not given up, he still has more than 100,000 troops, Jin Hao waved: "Flying sword, give me a flying sword!"

In the sky, there are tens of thousands of flying swords in the sky, flying toward the blood-stained swordsman. Ling Xian took a look at these flying swords, but only a thousand handles, the other party is not like the Yanshan general unified army, more like It is a combination of demon king tribes.

Ling Xian smiled contemptuously. "It's really a blow! This attack, itching is almost the same."

The **** gas bursts instantly, and the **** temper of the 30,000 blood-stained swordsmanship rises like a huge red cloud, blocking the attack of the 10,000-handed flying sword. The flying sword falls in the red cloud and loses its continuation. The power of flight. Occasionally, a few flying swords fell in the blood-stained swordsmanship, and they were also blocked by the armor of the blood-stained swordsman, and they could not be hurt.

Ling Xian waved to the other side of the demon army: "Flying sword, kill!"

The flying sword once again emptied, and the blood-stained swordsman was not prepared for defense. A sword light passed, and thousands of big devils were shredded.

Blood swayed in the air, fell in the safari of hunting, and then fell on the ground, condensed by droplets, gathered into a small stream, the entire battlefield, instantly spread all over the blood, the big demon who died at the head showed the body, in the body The blood flows like a small river.

Ling Xian looked at this posture, and commanded several rounds of flying sword attack. Jin Hao saw his eyes numb. How long did it last? He had lost 20,000 horses. This is a one-sided slaughter!

Jin Hao reached out and took out the token from the waist. "I ordered it in the name of the Purple King of the Demon King, and sent out the squad of the lion department to give up their formation!"

Among the Purple Mountain, forty demon kings rushed out and gathered together in one place, rushing toward a square of **** swordsmen.

Ling Xian smiled. "The king-level army is amazing. Today, let you take a good look at the power of killing Wang Jian! San!"

Forty demon kings wanted to kill the blood-stained swords and guards. What they didn't think was that the blood-stained swordsmen actually gave them a way directly. Forty demon kings were overjoyed, directly toward the blood-stained swordsman. When the army rushed, it was at this time that Lingxian continued: "The inner circle, the king-level army, the outer circle, and the outer demon army!"

Forty demon kings still haven't figured out what's going on, they see that there are thousands of chains in the sky, like the Tianluo weaving net, they are blocked in it, and then thousands of swords When they attacked, their bodyguards dissipated. When they wanted to continue to mobilize their mana, they found that their own mana had become sluggish. At this time, thousands of swords were attacked. Come!

"Do not!"

"What the **** is this strange soldier!"

"My mana, my mana has become sluggish!"

"what!"

A stalked flying sword passed through their chests, passing through their limbs, and blood spilled from their wounds, taking away their power.

The **** sword guards gathered around again and continued to attack under the command of Ling Xian.

Jin Hao looked at the king-level army and rushed into the blood-stained swordsman. He thought that the entry of the king-level army would cause huge riots to the other party. What he did not expect was that a king-level army group would be like a mud cow. The audio, and now, is disappearing without a trace.

Kim’s hand was shaking, “This army of Yanshan is a monster...”

Thousands of miles away.

Between the layers of the mountains and the mountains, the golden wool licking the wounds of his chest is fleeing. Behind his back, Zhuo Qingyao holds the giant python, and the giant python is covered with cold awns, chasing toward the golden scorpion.

Golden Retriever glanced at the sky, and there was a green scorpion volley. The fairy road on the top was strange. He didn’t play against himself directly, but once he wanted to escape, he volleyed directly toward his head. Call and push yourself to the ground again.

Liu Mang is quite relaxed at this moment, shouting to Zhuo Qingyao: "This old lion is not very strong.

What, but after all, there is a vein of nine lions, how can you surrender him as your mount? ”

Zhuo Qingyao shook his head slightly and said: "Master said that this old lion must die!"

Liu Mang has no more words. This is Chen Ming’s arrangement.

At this moment, the Golden Retriever is also full of mountains and waters. It turns into a Zhuo Qing Yao, and turns into a double-headed lion with more than 30 feet. The two blood basins are screaming toward Zhuo Qingyao: "Yanshan Grand Master, I am also good." One of the 100,000 mountains, you Yanshan is so strong, I just trust you.

Zhuo Qingyao smiled and said: "You, this man, Master said, like to use some mean tricks, and capricious, Master, only said let me take your head to see him, but did not say let you live to see he."

Golden Retriever angered: "Since you don't give me a way to live, then I have to fight to death."

Rumble!

A loud noise echoed in the mountains, and the surrounding beasts fled everywhere. Many flying birds vacated. The big demons had already fled their battlefields, leaving only some demon kings to dare to look far away. "The Yanshan lord, among the 100,000 mountains, I am afraid that it is the strongest under the Maharaja."

"I didn't think that Yanshan was really strong like this. Even the big demon king who has dominated the Golden Retriever for a long time is not an opponent."

"Look at the appearance of the Golden Retriever, I am afraid that I will die in the hands of the Yanshan Grand Master today."

Three days later, on a hill, two huge lion heads fell from the hills, like two huge stones landing, hitting the broken mountains, Zhuo Qingyao stood breathlessly on the lion that lost his head, will The giant clam in the hand wiped on the lion, Zhuo Qingyao looked at the surrounding demon kings. "From today, there is no Zijin Mountain, only Yanshan, this place, surname Yanshan."

Many demon kings look to Zhuo Qingyao, and some of them are just awe, and they are all hand-in-hand: "I have seen Yanshan Buddhism!"

"The Yanshan Buddhism is invincible!"

The news spread quickly over 100,000 mountains. The Golden Retriever, who dominated Zijin Mountain for more than 400 years, died in the hands of the Yanshan lord Zhuo Qingyao. Yanshan used his horrible strength to announce again that who is the true of the 100,000 mountains. Overlord. 2k novel reading network