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The golden dragon roared in the sky, and Sheng's spiritual power was no better than Ji Mingxue, who had been promoted to the Emperor Realm among the elders of Taimingzong. Wherever the golden dragon passed, the disciples of Taimingzong were directly defeated and flew forward. Hit the ground.

"The spiritual power of the Emperor Realm!"

Lin Wanjun's face (color)-changed, watching the howling Golden Dragon rush towards Lingge, he immediately wanted to pull (身sh　n) to help Lingge, but he was not as good as he wanted, Ning Wuhen just blocked (身sh　n) directly In front of him.

"Where do you want to go? Lin Wanjun?" Ning Wuhen sneered, raised his hand and moved his spiritual power. The fist wind was like a beast, tearing the air, the sound of breaking, the ground suddenly exploded, the bricks and flying debris, Lin Wanjun was the slightest Not weak, rushing towards Ning Wuhen, his face twisted, his fists carrying (gan gan) Jun to break the enemy, like a thunder roar, violent roar, the fluctuation caused by the two is far more than the damage caused by the others. Bigger and more terrifying, the two fight in the air, and the air has become their battlefield.

"Junior brother!

Bai Suling was also struggling with people, she couldn't (脱tuo)(身sh　n) at all, and the person who was fighting with her was not someone else, it was Ning Wuhen’s daughter, Ning Wujing, and Long Aotian’s voice. It came just now, heading directly to Lingge (to kill sha), this is how Bai Suling can not be anxious, but Ning Wujing did not give Bai Suling a chance to draw (body sh　n). The sharp sword came towards Bai Suling's face (killing sha), if it was stabbed, I was afraid that the head would be directly pierced with incense and blood would be splashed on the spot.

The Bai Ge Sword in Bai Suling's hand-swung directly blocking Ning Wujing's long sword, and with a bang, Ning Wujing's mid-rank military soldier was directly cut off by the Bai Ge sword. Ning Wujing's military soldiers are of a very high level, and they are not comparable at all. I have a lot of things like Xuanpin military soldiers.

"Step aside!"

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With a cold shout, the Bai Gejian in Bai Suling's hand burst out with a violent sword aura, and slashed towards Ning Wujing, the sword light burst out (shooting sh　), Ning Wujing's pretty face (color) changed. She didn't dare to insist, Bai Suling's realm was almost the same as hers, but the martial arts in her hand were not at all-a grade of basalt martial arts-the sword came down, she was the lightest, and had to suffer-a heavy blow.

"Where to go?"

-Shouting loudly,- the famous young man came directly to Ning Wujing (body sh　n), fisted, and pressed against Bai Suling, Bai Suling's hands were not afraid of Bai Ge Jianyi, just like cutting white Tofu, cut his fist away, and found a chance-a twitch (body sh　n) wanted to rush towards Lingge. In an instant, a long sword flew (shot sh　) and stood in front of Bai Suling, youth -A vertical jump came to the side of the long sword (body sh　n), drew it up, and immediately took out the sword. The sword light was dazzling and dense, forming an airtight sword net with nowhere to go.

Ning Wujing followed closely, and did not dare to neglect, Bai Suling's Wu Bingtai (强qiang) Sheng, only two people suppressed together at the same time, can not let Bai Suling (脱tuo) (身sh　n) .

On the other side, Mu Yueqing and Nun Nun were surrounded by people. After them (body sh　n), there were still Taiming Sect disciples fighting.. The two hugged each other. They were able to pick them up freely among people. Their strength has long been there. He has reached the Spirit Profound Realm, plus the original (body sh　n) is not weak, and there is a group of martial arts that Lingge has helped to use as the trump card. If it is not an elder-level existence, Dao is not too dangerous. The two cooperated extremely tacitly, and the Xuan Qizong who had surrounded from all directions was repelled by the two of them. Mu Yueqing squeezed her fists, her beautiful eyes were full of coldness (exposed), and she directly punched the ((胸xiong)xiong) bone which was hit by a disciple of Xuan Qizong who was going to commit the crime, and flew backwards and landed on On the ground, motionless.

Mou-mu Xiaowan Nuan usually looks like (娇ji　o) small, but it is not soft, and between the waves of the palms, the shadows of the palms are heavy, and they are printed on others (身 sh　n), bang bang bang bang to ((肉The rou) rou) sound is horribly awakened. Among the crowd, Mei Luo easily wandered among them, but between the wanderings, every time she made a move, she killed more and more Qizong disciples in her hands. There were more and more corpses piled up in front of her. Also more and more. As a result, the disciples of Xuan Qizong who wanted to encircle (kill sha) Mei Luo were scared. They regressed, did not leave, but did not approach. They were vigilant, but Mei Luo was impatient, before (身sh　n) For the ghost king, why did you have less blood in your hands? The corners of your mouth are lightly-hooked, leaving behind a faint purple light afterimage, and the white palms have already passed through the throats of these Xuanqizong disciples. Hey! The blood is uncontrollable. Splashes from the arteries in the throat. "Lingge! Long Aotian turned into a golden dragon, hovering around Lingge, several dragons chanted with (强qiang) big dark energy, wanting (强qiang) to smash Lingge, but was resolved by Linggeyi, indifferent. Lingge. An impatient look (color) appeared on his face (exposed), the corner of his mouth twitched, and he sneered, "What is it called, mud loach." The golden dragon roared abruptly, fell quickly, and turned into a figure. I saw a (身sh　n) dragon in a golden robe, standing proudly (body sh　n), staring at Lingge with a cold domineering look. . "Dare to fight with me?!" Long Aotian's eyes were cold, cold and stern, Ling Ge's eyes narrowed slightly, watching the crushed'Protagonist Halo' actually showed signs of healing. No (forbidden jin) whispered: \"So this thing can heal automatically?" Long Aotian saw that Lingge ignored him, not (forbidden jin) condensed his eyebrows, his hands were condensed into claws, and he rushed towards Lingge. And go, a pair of golden dragon claws more than ten feet big, fell from the sky!-"Good morning,

Pickled Pepper Dragon Claw! Ling Ge suddenly raised his head, stretched out a hand, and directly crushed the double golden dragon claw. Then, looking at Long Aotian, his eyes were full of goodwill. Long Aotian felt his scalp numb, and sneered-"Lingge, go to another place with me, and have a duel-Fan, today (日ri) I want to stop you, Long Aotian (body sh　n) ) Golden Dragon, flying away. Lingge watched the Golden Dragon fly away without blocking, her eyes were indifferent, she looked at the situation on the battlefield at this time, and spoke to the charm voice that walked easily in it, and then left. Mei Luo is here, this place can be completely controlled, so there is no need to worry.

sf light novel The golden dragon soars in the sky, rushing towards the high mountain, Ling Ge unhurriedly followed behind (身sh　n), broke through the Dao space, and immediately followed Long Aotian’s Behind. Suddenly, Long Aotian turned into a human (body sh　n) and landed on the top of an extremely desolate mountain peak, where there were only some weeds and rocks, and there was no way down. "Your strength is really not easy." Long Aotian's domineering still remained in his eyes, and he flicked his fingers lightly, not hurriedly, as if he had expected it. If Ling Ge really only had the strength of the Spirit Profound Realm, then she would definitely not be able to keep up with his pace and came here. Lingge was holding the grass roots in her mouth. Hearing what Long Aotian said, she didn't even bother to raise her eyes. He spat casually, and said lightly: "If you have (fart pi), let it go. Long Aotian hooked his mouth and suddenly stretched out his hand gently. - Shoot. Lingge's feet suddenly lit up a few array symbols, the golden light rose, Lingge was instantly wrapped in it, and suddenly his face (color) changed. "This Eight Desolate Dragon Formation, enjoy it. Long Aotian rubs the palm of his hand, the clouds are light and breezy. Lingge's face (color) suddenly eased again, grinning and grinning: "Is it fun?.....ps: The first update today, the fourth update today!!!!!!!!!!!

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