"I was soft -hearted that day, but it created Mo Gao's disaster," Jue Zhen's motto closed his hands, and Susi said: "This disaster is because of me, and naturally I should be for my own hands."

"Then we'll be ruthless!" Qi Luo said hoarsely.

In this case, no matter how much nonsense is!

With a bang, Quluo's body was like burning, and countless black blood rose, like evil spirits, and launched a strong attack on Jue Zhen.

Bang!

He fists sharply, and the blood marks come out again, but there are countless black blood gas on it.

These black blood gas is the evil skills that he collects human sperm blood and cultivated, which can contain various magical weapons and spells, and has unparalleled corrosion power. With the original and fierce compassion, it can be called the rigidity and Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin

Then, then

Jue Zhen, a little monk, is solemn, drink lightly, and perform Buddhist treasure.

A dazzling rising sun appeared behind him, wrapped him in the brilliant golden light, like a god ring.

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The countless black blood touched this golden light, just like Ice and Snow encountered a baked oven, and instantly evaporated and disappeared.

The rising sun behind the monk of Jue Zhen is full of light, and is extremely holy, like a holy Buddha.

In his hands, Sanskrit was densely set, and a lustrous light broke out in the moment. He hit Qiluo.

"Quluo, let's help you!" The ghost evil knife settled with the blood soul, and shouted, at the same time, and quickly joined the battle.

There was a huge cut -headed knife in the hands of the knife, and the soul was on the soul.

The soul knife, the evil magic weapon, is the head of the innocent person, the soul imprisoned as the soul, and the refined terror weapon.

Cut out of a knife, countless souls, sharp teeth and claws.

And the crossed side is a shocking blood soul -like manner behind it, which is integrated in the body.

His flesh swelled suddenly, and horror blood patterns emerged.

The three people's momentum of siege consciousness.

The knife was cut out with a knife, and the sound was like a lightning strike, and it was deafening.

The crossing is turned into a fierce beast, with a huge body, a trend of sweeping thousands of troops, and a punch one after another. Each punch is fierce, which is enough to shake a peak.

However, the monk Jue Zhen was protecting him with Bao Xiang, and he actually took it all.

The Buddhist method is such a ability to resist and grind. If it is really a disadvantage, it is more obvious. It is not good at attacking and lacks explosive power.

Coincidentally, there is an exactly a sword repaired on the field.

"These three people seem to forget who they are here ..." Lu Qingshan murmured.

The next moment, he moved his mind, killing the sword and the silence penetrating the sword, and also blessed above the peach blossom.

With a sound, peach blossoms fly out.

"The power of flying swords through peach blossoms is far less powerful than the dragon bird, but even so, under the blessing of the sword, it is definitely enough to deal with the physical cultivation of these Yuan infants in the later period!" Lu Qingshan's heart secretly said.

When the sword reaches the level of Yuanying, the power of the flying sword depends to a large extent on its attached sword meaning.

Whether it is the killing of the sword or the silence of the sword, the power of the flying sword is like the radish with mutton, which is a perfect match!

boom!

At the time of peach blossoms, the speed was soaring to thirty -five times.

At the moment of the outbreak, the surrounding space seemed to be roaring.

A dazzling sword light went straight to the ghost evil knife that waved out of the knife, and lived.

"What?" Feeling the horror of peach blossoms, the face of the sword changed greatly.

clang!

The sound of a metal collision burst on the sky.

"No!" Jugao was hard to believe, shouting.

Because the power of this flying sword is too powerful, although he tried his best to resist, the resentment sword in his hand was actually trembling and shivering.

"Block!" Ju Dao's eyes flushed, and the body flashed on the body.

He is physical practice, how could he even be able to stop a flying sword!

I think so in my heart.

brush!

Above the flying sword, suddenly a little cold flashed.

Lurking in it, the unwanted silence penetrating the sword erupted at this time.

Following the dazzling victory over the cold mang of the Buddha's light on the real monk, the flying sword runs through the abdomen of Judao.

The power of power, the murderousness of killing intentions is that as a Yuan Ying's body repair, it is not the enemy.

This flying sword entered the body, and the sword suddenly sieved the bran, shaking violently.

After a while, with a bombardment, the giant knife was bursting into a blood mist, and there was no power to return to heaven.

It turned out that when peach blossom entered the knife body, it directly released countless sword qi, breaking its precision, and broken its Yuan baby.

Fantastic evil knife, live knife, dead!

Until now, Lu Qingshan has just had a sword, and it has been a while!

"Is that two upper artistic conception?!" At this time, all monks who watched the war secretly were dazzling.

Lu Qingshan has two intentions, and both artistic conceptions are also superior moods.

What terrible thing is this?

Being able to understand the upper artistic conception, the monk can be happy to go out, so as to condense the upper road. By then, even in the refreshing monk, it can be regarded as a strong player.

The sword repair in front of me actually realized the two upper artistic conceptions, and looked at their power. The realm of these two artistic conceptions was definitely not low.

How powerful does this mood in such realm have reached the power of the flying sword?

"It must be a sword repair from the sword -washing pool!" Someone murmured.

Such a powerful sword repair may only come from the famous school!
Chapter completed!