The first thousand five hundred and twenty-seven chapters

These Changchun suffocates quickly pulled their spirits to the top, and the injuries in their bodies recovered.

Boom!

In the twinkling of an eye, the masters of the Zhengzhou League immediately formed a fierce battle with a group of black people.

Just on top of them, a flash of light flashed through the thunderous explosion, and the suffocation fell, violently exploding among a group of black people.

I only listened to a scream of screams, seven or eight black-handed masters, and even the crickets were immediately stunned by Song Yuanyi’s Changchun.

"court death!"

At the same time, at the same time, the side of Xie Guangting flashed in the eyes, but also shot at the same time.

......

Not to mention Song Yuanyi and Xie Guangting, at the same time the left side of the passage, the five groups of people also bear the crazy attack of the black man.

However, unlike the Zhengzhou League, the five groups of alliances do not have such complicated formations and tactics. There is only one way to fight them. That is to do their best and fight hard.

"howl!"

Just listening to a horrible beast, a huge black dragon slammed out, and the long tail slammed, just a hit, and more than a dozen black people, like a broken kite, smashed out.

Boom, the dragon claws, heavy stepping down, a black man full of horror, even can not do it, can be caught by the dark dragon claws, the whole person made a beach of meat mud.

"Hey, I want to kill the old man, I have to see what you have!"

The cold voice of Xuan Yin's ancestors echoed above the battlefield.

Behind it is a cliff, the five groups of people have been forced to desperate, the dog will jump to the wall, the beast is still fighting, let alone the Xuan Yin ancestors have such a wicked python.

Almost at the same time as the Xuan Yin ancestors, the earth shakes, and a huge atmosphere is like a storm, appearing in the perception of everyone.

Hey, just behind the black dragon, a huge bone demon, full of thirty or forty meters high, full of black smoke, looks very incomparable, appeared in the eyes of everyone.

"The Wrath of the Bone!"

Among the electro-optic stone fires, countless bones rose from the ground, gathered in the right arm of the giant bone demon, and turned into a thick, thick bone fist composed of thousands of white bones, slamming down the ground.

Rumble, bones fell, the earth shook, the ground collapsed, and even the places where everyone stood were as if they were going to collapse.

Under the attack of the sorcerer's ancestors, a black man was screaming, and the black man who was as strong as the semi-Uru, and the black man who turned into a black flame Shura could not resist even a single move. The ancestral giants burst into flames.

And a strong atmosphere of death, rushing into the body of these black people.

Actually they were turned into a white bone and fell to the ground.

"Bastard!"

Seeing this scene, a strong and powerful, not inferior to the top of the three fighting people, the look of the cockroaches suddenly rushed out, toward the direction of the bones ancestors and other people rushed over.

The battle was extremely fierce, and the sound of screaming and screaming was endless, but in a short period of time, the sky was filled with blood and fog, and the ground was covered with dead bodies.

Despite Song Yuanyi and Xie Guangting, there are also Xuan Yin ancestors, bone ancestors, ancestors, and sectarian elders, and many idle martial artists, but the overall strength of the black man is still far from The above is comparable to these sectarian warriors.

Their martial arts are violent and overbearing, like wildfires burning, and the number of martial arts and martial arts in the sectarian world are completely different.

For the sectarian masters who are accustomed to the two different sects, this kind of secret, powerful martial arts is unbeatable and completely not an opponent.

"Come to us!"

Just when the crowd was fighting the fiercest, with a bang, the Wang conflict went two steps forward, and at the same time raised the big Luo Xianjian in his hand, a huge force, like a tide, surging in it. The Excalibur is much more powerful than Wang Chong’s imagination.

After experiencing the battle with the bone-blowers, Wang Chong has become more and more proficient in the use of this big Luo Xianjian, and gradually understand how to play its role.

"These black people are really like the bones of the bones, everywhere, but now, it is time for us to fight back!"

Wang Chong looked to the front and was in the dark, and the black man who was constantly advancing in the direction of everyone, passed a very fierce light in his eyes.

The so-called endurance can not be tolerated, no need to bear. Now that he has done his best, he has been ill and has a sword, and there is nothing to worry about.

"Master, this thing is for you, this is what I got from the altar. The rest, give it to me to deal with it!"

Wang Chong threw the porcelain bottle he got on the altar, and then dragged the Da Luo Xianjian. Like a **** of war, he went forward with a momentum of invincibility.

Hey, as he stepped out, the earth trembled, and a huge breath swept out of him like a storm.

"boom!"

In the eyes of Wang Chong, the cold flashed, and instantly turned into a tortuous lightning, which quickly disappeared into place.

Boom!

Ten feet away, a light hair, the purple traces that are hard to see by the naked eye flashed from the void, the next moment, only heard a series of violent explosions, Wang Chong's Da Luo Xianjian smashed through the void, drawing a long The arc, and where the arc passed, a black man was suddenly torn apart by a devastating force.

In a short period of time, the black man has killed more than a dozen masters, and all this is just the beginning -

"what!--"

There is no sign of the slightest, a black man who is fighting the sect of the sect of the sect of the sect of the sect, and the two masters of the sinister evil, suddenly panic and screaming in the mouth, and they are trembling one by one, as if they are completely uncontrolled. The most uncontrolled is the suffocation in their bodies.

Boom, like the rivers and rivers into the sea, Wanliuguizong, a famous black man who was wrapped in black Moro's inflammation, black Yan Xiuhuai, the body's hernia also completely uncontrollable, out of the void Zhonghua became a stock of the sea of ​​smoke, and rushed toward Wang Chong.

Hey!

In the blink of an eye, a black man's body quickly dried up, withered, and then fell to the ground. And the repairs in their bodies all poured into Wang Chong's body.

Great yin and yang heaven and earth to make achievements!

The first singularity of this evil road, after Wang Chong's restoration of his power, sent out a powerful force. Compared with before, the power is even higher.

Rumble, arrogant, with Wang Chong as the center, a powerful suction broke out.

With the tremendous power of the Da Luo Xianjian, Wang Chong's yin and yang heaven and earth creations have been promoted to the micro-environment, and the power has improved by more than one level.

Hey!

A black man screamed, smoky and rolling, and trembled and fell to the ground.

"Bastard!"

On the other side, I feel that the strangeness behind me is exerting a "big void", the figure is like a ghost, and the shape is changing. The third black-shirted man who is smashing and killing has a cold eyes and fiercely twists his head.

"Oh, it's you! I dare to find it myself!"

In the eyes of the third black-shirted scorpion, there was a glimmer of sharp and sharp light. When he first arrived in the core area, he had already noticed Wang Chong, but only three big immortals were there, and the third black-shirted martyr did not dare to let go. But now it is another matter.

In this place, Wang Chong can't escape even if he puts his wings!

"Want to die, I will fulfill you!"

"Hey!"

A screaming metal screamed through the place, and the third black-shirted scorpion instantly disappeared into the void. Oh, and in the deepest part of the void, a slender whip, sharp as a knife, left a long trace of horror in the void, moving toward the fog, standing still and rushing.

The black metal long whip in the hands of the black man has a powerful breaking force, which can easily tear the suffocating suffocation of the warrior, and even tear the two halves together with the suffocating air.

"Humph!"

Seeing this scene, the king conflict laughed. This is not the first time he has met this black man. He used to be in the dark river. At that time, Wang Chong's strength dropped, and he was still in danger of getting rid of the fire, so he had to take the initiative to avoid it.

Now, for a while, even the bone-blowers are dead in his hands, not to mention black-handed people.

“It’s just right!”

Wang Chong's mouth slowly rose, showing a smile, then the body swayed, not waiting for the black-clothing people to come over, Wang Chong took the lead to launch the attack.

"boom!"

When the light flashed, Wang Chong’s figure instantly disappeared into the void, and far after he rushed over, the bang, a huge spiritual force, was as heavy as a mountain, and he hit the air in a step by step. The third black boxer.

The speed of the big emptiness is much faster than the emptiness of Wang Chong from the black man. On the speed, Wang Chong simply does not fight for the third place.

But unfortunately, Wang Chong did not need such troubles to deal with the third black-shirt fight.

His substantial spiritual power has even surpassed the strongman who entered the micro-environment. The third emptiness of the black-shirted scorpion has no effect on him.

"what!"

In an instant, I only heard a bang in the depths of the void, and then there was a scream of unprepared. I haven't waited for the third black-shirted man to rush over, a purple hair that flashed like a hair from the void, and then wrapped in devastating power, hitting the third black with a thunderous speed. The clothes are swearing.

"boom!"

Not waiting for everyone around to react, the third black-shirted screamer screamed, and immediately flew out like a broken kite.

With a bang, he squatted on the wall of the wall a dozen meters behind the battlefield.

In a flash of smoke, the gravel splashed, and large swaths of rock fell. The third black-collar man was directly smashed into the cave wall by the horrible power of Wang Chong’s sword.

"Bastard!"

At the same time, the incarnation became the leader of the fighting man of more than 30 meters high yellow towel, and turned sharply. When he turned around, countless rocks fell, and all of them were suffocated by his practice.

At his feet, there are countless eyes and gods, and the sectarian warriors who have long been breathless.