Zhuang Lin's reaction speed is not unhappy, but the speed of the broken magic needle of Elder Song is not slow. When the most correct avoidance reaction is made. When the body falls below, the broken magic needle has reached the front.

On top of the territory, Wu Xiu's purpose of several times has been improved. Even in this night, you only need to be slightly light to see everything within a few meters, even if it is just a very subtle thing

You can see clearly.

In the eyes, the real appearance of the broken magic needle is looming, but it was just because the speed of the broken magic needle was too fast, and the naked eye could not be completely caught, and it was not very clear.

The light blue Guanghua, which is wrapped in the dark blue needle, is not a physical needle, but a special god needle condensed from energy, which is condensed with ordinary energy.

Different stitches out, among this broken magic needle, there is some unknown energy atmosphere.

When the vitality in his body felt the existence of this energy, he instinctively gave birth to a fear of fear. It seemed that he had encountered natural enemies.

"Danger, avoid it, he must avoid it." He shouted in his heart, and at the same time, he quickly adjusted his body and let his body completely avoid the broken magic needle flight line.

The time passed by, and the broken magic needle was also in a hurry. In the end, even the scalp of Zhuang Lin flew over. Zhuanglin could even feel that the energy of the outer layer of the broken magic needle.

After "Huh" avoided this mighty magic needle, Zhuang Lin vomited a turbid gas, and he landed freely under the guidance of inertia. When he came into contact with the ground, his feet were exerting his strength and his rebirth.

, He ejected out in another direction.

Elder Song's shot undoubtedly brought a lot of trouble to Zhuang Lin, but at the same time, he also gave him a reminder that he had alert to the elders of the Longmen.

"Kill" because of Elder Song's shot, Zheng Banqiao finally got rid of the troublesome surgery knife. At the same time, the green sword that was hit out and returned to his hands, accompanied by a long drink, the long sword turned into a magnificent streamer

, Once again shot towards Zhuanglin Fei.

"Huh, will you only have this trick!" Looking at the long sword that came again, Zhuang Lin hummed, and his body changed his direction movement again.

Generally, it flows in his palm.

The four words "Hell's Gate" are removed from Zhuanglin's mouth one by one. As the low and suppressing sound echoed in the air, in the void above Nanyunzong, the air began to fluctuate severe fluctuations.

A kind of energy flow from the depths of the space is surging.

This is the second time Zhuanglin's exhibition of hell, but it is only different from the first time it was displayed. Now he is no longer the martial arts who had just entered the territory, but the super strong who was close to the Tianyuan realm.

His vitality is a dozen times.

Now that this is the abnormal combat skills of mysterious mysteries again, there is no kind of effort in the beginning. The thick vitality of the whole body can fully support him to complete several of the same combat skills, and there will be no pressure.

The gate of hell, connecting the gate of hell. After appearing in that tomb, it appeared again in this world. This ancient Taoist outlook with thousands of years has been appeared.

The door carved with endless pictures, slowly opened, and endless dark air flowed out of the open door gap. The whole world, at this moment, the temperature dropped rapidly, it seemed to be in a blink of an eye, and once again returned to another back, once again returning to the back again

At the cold winter season.

"Not good, hide quickly." As the highest cultivation of Zheng Banqiao and Elder Song, who realized the terribleness of the door of the hell for the first time, his face was greatly changed.

go.

Of course, their speed is fast, but as the supreme combat skills of the ancient Loulan, under the support of the Qipin Xiuzhuang of Zhuanglin Diyuan, when it is exhibited, its destructive power has reached a terrible level.

Centered on the center, the creatures within ten meters are directly affected.

Devouring, this is the most horrible place of the door of hell. Only by being covered by its power, it is difficult to break away. In the end, it is pulled into the door of hell by that horror power. As for the final result, the final result is

What, even Zhuang Lin is not clear.

Whether hell really exists, I am afraid that few people in this world will know, let alone Zhuanglin.

After the appearance of the hell appeared, the square circle became a terrible mud within ten meters. The people who were trapped in it were covered by the horrible power. Even if it was a simple action, it became difficult.

Zheng Banqiao, who responded most quickly, and Elder Song, were not exceptions, but their cultivation was similar to Zhuang Lin, and one of them was the owner of Nanyunzong, one was the elder of Longmen, and each had their own way of life.

At this dangerous moment, they also had no scruples, and they all exhibited them all.

A blood -red palm appeared in Elder Song, which was a person's palm, but I did n’t know how many years have existed, the blood red, and it looks extraordinarily oozed. When the palm appeared, a terrible thing was a terrible one.

The energy is full of the whole world.

Among the shocking loud noises, the blood -red palm sprinkled endlessly bloody light, but the instant kung fu was wrapped in it, and then the entire void appeared twisted.

The invisible power of stocks pushed Elder Song from the range within hell.

The whole process only appeared in just a few seconds, but in this few seconds, the three consecutive Nanyun Zong's strong men were pulled into the door of hell.

These three monks of Nanyunzong are the cultivation of the two or three products of the Earth Yuan, which is far from Zhuang Lin's cultivation. When they are shrouded in the door of hell, they want to resist the power of the door of hell, but

In the end, they were all useless. In the struggle, they were pulled into the door of hell, and there was no trace.

In the place not far away, as the owner of Nan Yunzong, Zheng Banqiao watched the three masters of his Zongmen.

Come on.

Regardless of his anger in his heart, at this time, he was trapped in this mud, and the first thing to consider was not revenge, but from this threat to escape from this threat to keep his safety.
Chapter completed!