Four hundred and ninety battle gold corpse

"Let's go too!" Liu Ying asked.

"Go back!" Ye Kong chuckled coldly, "you have a lively little repair in the middle of gas refining, you can't participate in such a fight!" Seeing Liu Ying still unwilling, Ye Kong pointed again and said, "You also Do n’t be idle. They are staying in the city with the real people of Wan Xuan to prevent sneak attacks by people with dead bodies. "

"Well then." Liu Ying went a little unwillingly, and Lin Xing turned back and said, "This time, I will work hard to practice! I must avenge my sister!"

After sending Liu Ying away, Ye Kong also flew in his flying sword. Of course, he didn't pounce on Jie Dan's ancestors. The battle over there was really something he couldn't get in. In the face of the Ling Yao Shan and Qing Ming Gu, he could not use the golden light that he had snatched from the Ling Yao Shan.

Ye Kong was very easy to deal with the monks in the foundation period. Although he could not take out the Dementor Bell and Gubao, it was okay to use Xiaofeng Wolf King in front of Ling Yao Shan and Qing Ming Gu.

In such a thousand-man battle, the Howling Wolf King demonstrated its powerful advantages of group attack. With a spit, he uttered countless wind blades soaring into the sky and then dropped in a parabolic direction.

Wind Forest Blade Mountain. This was the way Xiao Xiaofeng Wolf King dealt with Ye Kong at the time, but Ye Kong was broken to understand the rhythm.

But the disciples of corpses Yinzong and the zombies they control do not know what rhythm. Looking at the huge blue and white wind blades coming out of the sky, they had nowhere to hide, and several of them were chopped into countless pieces.

There were also a few monks with defensive weaponry, or more powerful zombies who resisted the past, but what followed was Ye Kong's decisive blow!

Ye Kong helped the monk of Lingyao Mountain. In comparison, he felt less evil about Lingyao Mountain.

Then again, Shi San, the ancestor of Qingminggu, asked him to take care of his descendants. But the stone top is not kind, and I am not righteous!

Of course, in fact, the monk who helped Lingyao Mountain had another selfishness, which was to look forward to seeing the flowery noodles with a smile.

Four and a half years. Is she okay? Is she still the same? The longer the time passed, the clearer the face became.

She called herself a little thief; she firmly believed in the expression of eagle baldness in Baizhai Fangfang City; she uttered a **** oath in Gulingshan with tears and left; she was in Shiwandashan The look of anticipation when breaking up with myself ...

Scene by scene, as if yesterday, just a moment ago, so clear, even a look, a detail, are so memorable!

Ye Kong recalled the past with Lian Ruolan, but Feijian was killing one enemy after another. This feeling was very smooth. Tears fell in his eyes, but the figure was shuttled in the sky's wind blade. Each opponent split in half.

Very cool feeling! I like this feeling! This is the life I want!

What I want is not to marry a wife and have children in a mining village. What I want is to go through storms, chop waves, and chop off opponents and enemies stronger than one! What I want is to fight **** battles and kill them all the way!

This is my life! The life of a cultivator!

Just as Ye Kong killed him briskly, some people in the center of the sky also fought briskly.

"Become a sword! Let's die!" Jing Quan's ancestor chopped down a low-level silver corpse that blocked the way, and finally came to the evolving silver corpse.

He arrived late, and the silver corpse has become a golden corpse, but because it just broke through, its whole body is only covered with colorful irregular golden light blocks.

But even so, Jing Quan's ancestors are not Jin Jin's opponents.

I saw the golden corpse with a big mouth and a spit of corpse. Turn gas into whip! That corpse gas quickly condensed into a long black whip!

"Pop!" A whip pulled firmly on Jing Quan's ancestors, pulling him directly from the sky to the ground, smashing a large hole in the ground.

In the end, it was the ancestor of Jie Dan's late period. Jing Quan didn't die. He spit out blood, and flew up with the boots on his feet.

"What about the golden corpse, eat me a sword! Turn your sword into a body!"

Jingquan's ancestors were united with swords, and a sword light appeared as if it could split the sky. The sword light looked like a dazzling star and was cut from the bottom up!

"Jingquan, I am a golden corpse, and there is no cultivation practice during the Yuan Infancy period. You do n’t want to be cut, why are you suffering?" Zhong Kun's sigh sounded.

Jing Quan's ancestors didn't answer, but just launched an attack. The sword air brought the air out of the waves, and the stacks of Jian Guang were chopped on the golden corpse again.

However, Jin Zhe didn't buy it, and when he shot it with a big hand, he shot all the ancestors of Jingquan and his Jianguang upside down, splashing all the sand and dust on the ground, as if there was a layer of fog on the ground.

"Huanghuang Tianwei, turning his body into a sword!" Jing Quan's ancestor roared and rushed up again.

"Pop!" Without a doubt, he was hit again. This time, the enclave went further, and fell directly on a large array of flowers and clouds above Wanjiacheng.

"Oh!" He slammed into the back with a blood mist from his mouth.

The disciples in the array are busy opening up this array of formations and let Jing Quan's ancestors enter the battlefield to dodge.

But I did not expect Jingquan's ancestor to yell, "Who asked you to open the formation!"

Then he laughed again, rushed into the sky with a sword, and said loudly in his mouth, "Cool! I haven't tried the taste of injury for many years, come again!"

"It ’s all her mother crazy!" Zhong Kun cursed, and suddenly thought of something, "Jingquan, aren't you practicing swords with my golden corpse? Damn ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ want to borrow My golden body broke, you dream! I won't keep my hands! "

"It's up to you! If you don't keep your hands, let me understand more!" Jingquan's ancestor laughed, a sword light flying from the ground again.

At the command of the host, the golden corpse snarled at Jian Guang, who was coming under his feet, and then reached out to peel off a yellow paper note on his belly.

The yellow paper rune reached the corpse's hand, and it immediately shattered, firing golden light from the broken place. Then, the stick-shaped object in the golden light extended up and down. Finally, the yellow paper rune turned into a blackened steel fork and appeared in the hand of the golden corpse. The steel fork is black, but the three halberds in the shape of a mountain are gleaming. In the meantime, there is a blue electric light such as a net, which makes an electric explosion sound.

Under a full moon, the golden corpse holds a steel fork in his hands, standing between heaven and earth, but with majestic looks, a pair of blood-red eyes with the same momentum as the world, as if the Yasha from the upper world.

Facing the golden corpse in this state, Jingquan's ancestors still chopped it up!

"There is no end to this hate!" In the loud voice, the ninth type sword light with the body and sword in one came!

The sword light was a huge arc of white light, which seemed to split everything in the world. In the wide light arc, there were countless swords, and they could clearly see that they flow like water waves in the light arc.

The golden corpse remained motionless, but waved down the steel fork and slammed at the forefront of the middle of the arc of light!

"boom!"

To the reader:

PS: Thank you friends, reveal that next Monday's outbreak will be three consecutive days. I wanted more. But Xiaoman didn't save a chapter this Wednesday, and he couldn't write more time.

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