Chapter 834

In the middle of the sky, several pairs of old eyes opened from the dark, immediately knelt down on the ground: "see Xia Hou!"

It's very loud.

Unfortunately, Xia Hou didn't even look at them.

They're not angry, they're scared. Eyes immediately found Xu Yangyi. A pair of live do not know hundreds of years of turbid old eyes, suddenly with a hot jealousy, jealousy crazy.

Lucky... How lucky!

Let the summer Marquis green eye have add unexpectedly! The existence of Kunlun high-level ruins is their secret! Every hundred years, how many treasures are sent to the Zhenwu world? I only see Xiahou face to face once! How can this son be favored by Xiahou!?

"How?"

It seems that Xia Hou is only interested in Xu Yangyi, as if he completely forgets that there are others here.

Without any consideration, Xu Yangyi shook his head.

"Why?" Xia Hou seemed to expect his reaction, with a smile.

"It's not luck." Xu Yangyi looked at the sky, arched his hand: "this is escape."

"Oh?" Xiahou's reaction is more peculiar, this time... Seems more pleasant.

Xu Yangyi did not want to, firmly said: "the plane is in dire danger, actually choose to fly, not escape or what?"

There was no answer.

After a few seconds, the voice and smile in the sky disappeared: "good."

"I'm going to decide you."

"If you can survive."

"The chain of seven worlds, the most important defense line of the string of planes, is waiting for you in Kunlun. A thousand troops are easy to get, but one general is hard to find. "

The sound disappeared.

All the friars below, they've come back.

All the earth friars were flushed with excitement.

Refused... The wolf poison real man refused feisheng! And it looks like more than once!

It's soaring... It only exists in legend! If it wasn't for the wolf poison immortal who told the world about the world war, if it wasn't for him to light up the light, the earth would never have risen. And it's the person who drives everything that refuses the invitation of the upper world face to face!

Only a great hero can be true, a real celebrity is a romantic person.

What is the chain of seven worlds? What's in Kunlun? Who is Xiahou? Who else is watching?

Their hearts are beating violently.

However... There is no time to think about it. This little episode is too short for the whole battlefield. At the moment when the sound disappeared, a bleak horn was blowing on the top of Qingcheng Mountain.

"Wu Wu Wu..."

Charge, charge! Or charge!

Blood, from outside the sky back to the body, all the Chinese friars red eyes to see the opposite, that endless, covered with the sky of the Kuroshio.

Win, win! My idol, wolf venom, was defeated by the real warrior! What better time to fight back?

The black tide had already reached 5000 meters outside the Qingcheng Mountain. I don't know who among the Chinese friars yelled: "kill it!"

"You can't disgrace the wolf venom man!"

This sound is like dropping a huge stone in a pond. In an instant, the whole ocean is full of rough waves.

"Kill!"“ If you lose your ancestral court, how can you go to see the master of heaven? "“ Once upon a time, our ancestors killed hundreds of thousands of ghosts. Today, we and our descendants will defeat thousands of enemies in Qingcheng! "“ Even if you die, you must not lose the face of the wolf venom“ If you are a real person, how can I have the face to step back? "

"Boom!" With a roar, Xu Yangyi's pride of defeating Tianjiao completely ignited the fighting spirit of the Chinese friars. His momentum was like a rainbow, and he swallowed thousands of miles like a tiger. White is several times less than black. At this moment, regardless of life and death, we are in the black tide. It was originally the picture of black clouds encircling the moon, and the teeth are crisscrossed in an instant.

"Stick to ancestral court!"“ Fight to the death“ Unless you kill us all! Otherwise, the gate of Qingcheng Mountain will never be open to you! "

A complete explosion.

Chopping Tao Qing, chopping Princess Rong, the empress of Pingjin, the empress of trapped Jin, defeated all the heroes in one move, and finally formed the most grand tsunami here.

At the front, the Zhenwu sect's Zhenwu dangmo formation roared at the top of its head. After the impact of several large formations, the Zhenwu dangmo formation was dark and crumbling. However, the old Xudan, who was about to die, stood on the top of the array with a long sword singing: "the master of all mysteries is no way!"

Other teams don't understand it, but when all the Taoist monks hear this sentence, the eyes of the people in the three ancestral halls, dragon and tiger, Qingcheng, Heming, suddenly turn red. Countless Taoist monks, whether they are monks or not, worship Taoism for thousands of years. At this moment, they actually think of unification. Millions of voices, such as Huang zhongdalu, speak together."It's the truth of martial arts to sweep all the demons!"

"Ancestral court will never die! Orthodoxy will not die out! "

In the laughter of Zhenwu sect's ancestors, the sword cuts and the blood spills in the air. This time, however, none of the Zhenwu elites opposed it. Instead, they raised their swords and killed themselves.

Thousands of blood arrows are flying in the air. In Taoism, Emperor Zhenwu, also known as the founder of dangmo, killed the most. At the same time, it means that they have decided to stay in this battlefield.

No one knows the name of the ancestor, and no one knows the thousands of people who went with him. Maybe... The body can't be found.

"Shula..." a piece of blood mist soaked the Zhenwu Dang magic array. The originally dim and incomparable array suddenly burst out a magnificent light. Unexpectedly, when all the friars died for their country, the great emperor rose up ten thousand feet sword, and the surrounding black disappeared in an instant.

With the outbreak of Zhenwu formation again, all the formations showed the ability to press the bottom of the box. The situation of war... Was pushed back slowly and forcefully!

From 5000 meters, start to push out one meter by one!

"Walk well..." at the top of the mountain, the young Taoist priest of Heming mountain closed his eyes, and his tiger eyes were full of tears: "thirty thousand heavenly soldiers of Heming mountain will break through the siege in half a year. You are at ease. "

The white wave is like a tide, the hot fire tide, and the extremely low morale black wave.

Xu Yangyi's eyes twinkle. There are many Dharma formations and sect leaders. I don't know how many people choose to sacrifice themselves. I don't know how many young Taoist's blood is red. The land outside Qingcheng Mountain. In his heart, his blood rushed straight to the top of his head. Even though he didn't have much spiritual power, with a sense of pride and courage, he didn't retreat, but directly stepped forward.

"I hate you all my life. I'm short of breath and brave!"

Feng Xu resisted the wind, and his fingers crossed the black tide of Zhenwu world. He looked at the ten streamers running in the sky, and his voice was like Huang zhongdalu: "who dares to fight?"

That's the same thing.

It's the same person.

Two seconds later, Xu Yangyi took a deep breath and carried his aura. His voice was like the God of War: "who dares to fight!"

"Boom!" With this sound, red rosefinch shrouded behind, standing on top of thousands of troops, sketching the trembling Atlas of God of war.

The real martial arts world is silent. Millions of people are crying out in front of a general, and no one dares to answer.

Three feet green front defeated the world, a white horse to open Wujiang.

No matter Huaxia or Zhenwu, they dare not speak aloud for fear of frightening people in the sky.

Kill overbearing, kill arrogant, kill all Chinese friars heart in cheering, blood in boiling!

The joint attack of more than ten golden elixirs not only didn't hurt the real wolf poison, but also made him show the posture of God of war! The spirit of Taishan falling in front of us and the self-confidence of giving up others in the world are just a shot in the arm for the Chinese friars in the hard struggle!

"Back up!" At the front line of the battle between the golden wave and the white wave, a Taoist of Quanzhen sect yelled, his sword pointed at him, and the friars around him cried out, and ten thousand people responded. A series of miraculous lights rose up, and he forced the six expeditionary forces of Shanxi back to 100 meters!

"Puchi!" I don't know how many magic weapons pierced his body in an instant. Wan Jun came from it. He didn't have any nostalgia in his eyes at the moment. Instead, he learned from the wolf venom real person in the sky. He also gave a long cry and laughed: "after death

"Boom!" The white light burst and the soul was broken.

"Martyr yourself with your body!" Daojun rides on a tiger and travels to the eight poles. The light of the sword shines on the sky. The endless flying sword flies out of Qingcheng Mountain. It's such a good opportunity that we can't afford to lose it! During the whole army's deployment, the dark rain of spirit swords, each handle of which was set by a foundation building monk, dyed the sky into a flowing haze.

No scruples, no retreat, try their best to rush to the floating boat in the sky. Even in the face of ferocious extreme, through the sky of artillery.

However, no one back, no one back.

The flag is in front, how can there be a hind leg!

"Come with me!"“ Never step back! "“ If the real person is here, the ancestral court won't collapse! "“ It's just the real world of martial arts. What are you afraid of? "“ No more than death! Twenty years later, Lao Tzu is a hero again! "“ Take care of your body and cherish your life! Be greedy for life and afraid of death, please go another way

If someone was afraid of death just now, at this moment, no one is greedy for life. Countless auras crisscross in the air, one magic weapon after another explodes by itself, and rushes the locust like Zhenwu Kingdom hundreds of meters away!

"Kill!" Behind the dense white wave like stars swarmed up, killing red eyes, at this moment, a green aura spread overhead, Qingcheng Mountain, a smile: "peak embrace three columns, tide meet one side!"

"Today, the Chinese allies will win! Qingcheng Mountain will win! Zu Ting, I will never fall today! "Chaoyangzi's sword crosses his chest and guards Laojun Hall: "if you want to invade the ancestral court, use your life to change it!"

"Millions of Taoist monks are waiting for you in the ancestral court!"

"Shulala!" Under the green aura, the Chinese friars became braver and braver. Every inch was dyed red with blood. But no one stepped back.

Led by totem in the sky.

Under the guidance of warm blood in the heart.

Stick to the ancestral court! Stick to the green city!

Every meter, every inch, is dyed red with blood. The more blood there is, the more red it is and the more fighting will it be.

On the other hand, in the world of Zhenwu, there are only depression, depression and depression. Black tide retreats again and again, there is no way to retreat!

Seventeen Tianjiao of the great Jin Dynasty... No, twenty-two Tianjiao. First cut Tao Qing, then Princess Rong, and then queen Jin! Finally... Pick seventeen! In two hours, it's going to take off!

Is this... Is this really the rebirth of the God of war?

How can there be such a golden elixir!

Is it possible for them to choose 15 from each other?

"The one who retreats will chop!" At the moment when the black tide was defeated like a mountain, a gnashing of teeth, full of hatred, but majestic voice suddenly sounded: "back ten meters, kill! Back 100 meters, Yi three!! Step back three hundred meters and kill the nine tribes! "

There is a golden wave in the horizon, which makes the sky red gold. In the majestic imperial spirit, a figure of nine boa robes comes out of the sky. There is nothing in his eyes, only the monstrous hatred and the figure of Xu Yangyi at the top.

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