Fan gun son watched the spread of the black ice in his heart.
However, there is nothing he can do.
The way to kill Chonglou.
It's the spirit of the nether world just obtained from jueyou.
The spirit of the nether world is overbearing and strange.
Fan gun Shengzi couldn't resist.
What's more.
The big array at the foot of Chonglou.
The mystery of it.
It lies in the power of increasing space.
That is to say.
Chonglou is now in charge of the attack power of space.
It's very difficult to achieve this.
But when the tower steps into the five turns of the saint.
His sense of the force of space is more complete.
Xuanli is also enough to spend more space.
Now we combine the source array.
This attack effect is very good.
Fan gun son, directly fell to the ground.
Chonglou, one handed.
Fan gun, Shengzi's sacred weapon, spear, and his storage ring.
They all fall into the hands of Chonglou.
After all, he was the little master of xionggun sect in the northern wilderness.
I have a lot of good things on me.
It's just that Chonglou doesn't care about these things.
But his eyes turned to other people in the northern wilderness.
These goods.
Not only covet the beauty of the women around the tower.
Moreover, these goods also want to get the chance of air transportation here.
Now, however, fan gun's son has been killed.
Panic appeared on the faces of these people in northern wilderness.
"Run."
One of them yelled.
They all wanted to run away.
But the moment these people want to run.
Under their feet.
I've long been haunted by the power of darkness.
The spirit of the nether world and the dark ice fire appear quietly and strangely.
A shadow, directly dissipated into ashes.
In the twinkling of an eye.
Of the hundreds of people in the northern wilderness, none left.
"It's all right now."
"There's no fan gun saint to trouble you."
"At the moment, collect opportunities for air transportation."
Chonglou says to Wu Xue.
"Thank you."
Wu Xue looked at the tower, her heroic temperament now completely transformed into a little woman general gentle.
Wu Xue is no match for fan gun's strength.
If it wasn't for Chonglou, she would be forcibly occupied by fan gun Shengzi.
Although Wu Xue doesn't like the bastard Huaxin of Chonglou.
But compared with fan gun son, Wu Xue is more used to Chonglou in her heart.
"Husband, are you too strong now?"
"What level of strength are you?"
Shangguan binger asked in surprise.
In Shangguan binger's eyes, fan gun Shengzi's strength is really average.
She can solve it easily.
However, the five turns of Chonglou saint can also directly kill fan gun saint.
This surprised Shangguan binger.
As for Nan Qingxuan, I wish you girls.
It's also amazing.
Although they think the strength of Chonglou is very powerful.
But I didn't fully guess.
The real strength of Chonglou always surprised all the women.
"My strength is a little special."
"You can't just look at appearances."
"Binger, you too."
"Right."
Chonglou said with a smile to Shangguan binger.
Shangguan bing'er's ancient blood of flame God is like exerting all his strength.
She can kill the saints.
Duanmuzhe's level of strength is definitely not the opponent of Shangguan binger.
Of course, if it comes to that point, Shangguan binger's blood power will naturally be damaged.
After all, Shangguan bing'er has not fully begun to awaken the power of blood.
"All right."
"You don't care about my strength."
"Let Wu Xue get the chance of Qi transportation in this relic."
"Meet someone else later."
"That's a bit of a problem."
Chonglou shook his head.