This angular dark space is more terrifying than the way that Dongfang Ke'er tears the space. Lin Mengyao's mouth is half open. If she wants to dissuade her, she swallows it back.
After the white Chen sole steps into that black space, space a burst of twist, restored calm again.
……
The distant desert.
Wind and sand rolling, the setting sun, sand covered with blood.
The cruel war is still going on, but with a hundred Li Tianyi sitting in the town, the holy land is still showing a strong suppression force. With few enemies, the blood area was hit with heavy casualties and a river of blood.
Hundred Li Tianyi stands with his feet in the air, and his eyes are watching the changes on the battlefield ferociously. His cloudy face is slightly distorted.
Just when he thought he had won, the sky in the distance suddenly sent out a piece of foggy blood.
"What's that?"
When the holy land people were surprised to see the blood fog in the sky, they couldn't help but slow down, because the blood fog was coming towards them with a very fast speed.
And since the blood fog appeared in the sky, the defeated blood field, like fighting chicken blood, came again tenaciously, as if there was an invisible force pushing them forward, making them meaningless life and death.
The sound of fighting and screaming came one after another. This time, the death fighting of the blood field obviously increased the number of casualties in the holy land.
Baili Tianyi stares at the red fog coldly. After a moment, his pupils suddenly shrink to the size of pinholes.
In the blood fog, a red figure like the wind like swift and violent, that is, he, with that piece of blood fog rolling hit.
The palm of his hand was slightly heavy, and the face of Baili Tianyi was full of heaviness. With the seal of his hands, the colorful thunder quickly condensed in the sky.
Boom!
A roar of thunder shook the sky for nine days.
Heaven and earth suddenly tremble, a bucket of thick pink thunder, directly tearing the sky, to the red man angrily split away.
The speed of the pink thunder was very fast. In the blink of an eye, it was split on the man in red. But with the man's wave, it was the sky that shocked the powerful thunder into a piece of powder.
"What
With a full blow, Baili Tianyi was easily resolved by the other party. When he looked at him again, the bloody face of the man in red was as terrible as a ghost, which made him take a breath of cold air.
"Lord Yaotian! It's Lord Yao
"Lord Yaotian is here!"
The disciples of the blood realm chanted the name of "Yao Tian" crazily, which made all the people in the holy realm look like scattered sand.
Blood domain master, finally on the stage!
Looking at Yao Tian, Bai Li Tian Yi clenched his fist and looked back at the mountain in the desert. A touch of madness appeared in his eyes.
He is the new leader of the holy land, and behind him is the holy land that has dominated the western regions since the beginning of heaven and earth. He will never allow such a tyrant to be destroyed in his hands.
"Yao Tian! Come just in time, fight with me
Baili Tianyi laughs boldly, and the white tiger thunder spreads all over his body. As he drinks, he rushes to Yao Tian's direction.
A pink and a red, two strong, finally in everyone's eyes, the fierce collision.
"Bang!"
Under the gaze of everyone's horror, Yao Tian simply raised his hand and closed it. With a dull sound, Baili Tianyi was blown into a thin line like a broken kite and fell into the desert, splashing the sand waves.
"The Lord of the domain is defeated?"
When people in holy land saw that Baili Tianyi was defeated, they immediately lost their fighting spirit, and their eyes showed fear.
The number of people is never the most important factor in the success of Xinglan.
Up to now, those people in the blood area are more courageous to rush forward. For a moment, the Holy Land screams.
Fear and confusion made the Holy Land disciples, who had great fighting power, fall into a rout. Up to now, each of them no longer has any expectations for the so-called Lord of the holy land. They only hope that "light" will come again.
The hope and reliance of holy land is always bright!
Baili Tianyi has not moved since he was driven into the desert. Obviously, he is really vulnerable in front of Yaotian.
Yaotian, whose real name is Baili Yaotian, and Nangong Liucheng are the sons of Baili Changsheng, the great elder of the holy land. He is very familiar with the holy land!
No one can stop him, flying all the way up the holy mountain, skimming the familiar steps, and finally landing in the air.
"Temple of light..."
His eyes were fixed on the magnificent ancient hall, which was like a temple. Yao Tian's blood eyes were more and more fierce.
"A hundred li long life, when you didn't care about your father and son, you knocked me and my brother down the cliff. From that day on, I vowed that one day, I would completely level the holy land you guarded!"Yao Tian suddenly burst drink, eight star heaven terrible pressure, instantly formed a strong storm.
With his palm in the air, a strong spirit shot out, and the moment he fell into the temple of light, the whole holy mountain suddenly trembled.
The temple of light, which guarded the holy land, was finally blown to ashes by Yao Tian.
A ferocious look appeared on his bloody face. Yao Tian looked straight into the distance, and his figure suddenly flew away.
In the holy land, there are two majestic high halls in front, namely, the temple of discipline and the temple of light, which guard the holy land like two giants.
After the two halls, it is the most glorious place in the holy land that only the domain master can live in.
White Tiger Temple!
With the familiar memory, even if Yao Tian had never been to the White Tiger Temple, he also inquired clearly that the spirit of the white tiger was hidden in the White Tiger Temple!
At the foot of the mountain, the sound of fighting is still ringing in an endless stream.
On the mountain, Yao tianru came to the White Tiger Temple.
The scale of the White Tiger Temple is more magnificent than that of the Guangming temple. It is connected with the ancient pillars and the ceiling of the temple. The faint fluorescence on it is caused by the numerous night pearls with different colors.
After walking on the smooth ground covered with green stone like a mirror, Yao Tian finally stopped under the stone steps leading to the king's chair.
Looking up, his eyes twinkled slightly on the golden bench. The owner of the chair asked his father, elder Guangming, to kill his son himself, rather than bow for him all his life!
"Lord of the holy land, oh, it's a joke!"
Yao Tian's eyes fell coldly to the side of the king's chair. There, there was a stone tablet with pink beads on it. It could be suspended above the stone tablet without external force.
That is the last material of the plan to recover the demons.
Holy Land treasure!
The spirit of white tiger!
[PS: it's ten o'clock today. This is the fifth chapter. There are still five chapters to be published in a few minutes.
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