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"The matchless son Hongling, hand over the magic weapon of heaven on your body, and return to the family with us to apologize. For the sake of our own race, we can not embarrass you. Otherwise, once you and I are fratricidal with each other, the soldiers will hurt the harmony

A middle-aged monk looked at the Hongling in front of him, and his tone was as cold as snow in winter. Although they are also suppressed at the moment, they are still able to maintain at the level of heaven's mandate. Hongling, however, just borrowed the power of magic weapons to promote herself to fairyland.

The battle of Beiming war family is very important. Once it is launched, this son is definitely not an opponent. Sixteen strong people in heaven's destiny are enough to wipe out ordinary monks in ghost fairyland. No matter how strong the incomparable sons are, how can he fight against them? This is not equivalent!

"Kindred? If you are a member of the same clan, you will not be against me! " Hong Ling sneered and turned to the sad God in his hand. "Since you want the magic weapon on me, you can! As long as you can kill me, it's no harm to give you the magic weapon! "

He lifted the long sword and suddenly a terrible sword storm appeared in the void. Hongling's Qi turned into an endless tide, which raged along the void. The long sword all over the sky was pulled by his cultivation, and instantly formed a sword curtain around him.

"Stubborn, Hong Ling, do you want to die?" The middle-aged monk's eyes coagulated and the spear was shocked. He was so angry that he killed himself like a deep sea. "Kill me!"

Boom! At this moment, the fierce ice and snow battle array ran violently, and broke out the ice and snow gun idea. With the dancing of a group of masters, the sixteen spears of emperor's territory raise the snowflakes of the whole earth. In a flash, the whole battlefield seemed to be coming suddenly in the winter, and it was full of dim wind and snow.

"Dragon army, all assault! I'll stop all the strong men in heaven for the time being. Join the army first Hongling formed a barrier with a long sword and protected his whole body. He said calmly to the hundred dragon flying beetles.

"Comply with orders!" At the same time, the ten leaders of the Holy Land broke out with great strength and led ten battle lines to break through the encirclement.

In the city of apocalypse, 30000 Zhenwu swords and shields led by little fat man have been assembled. At the moment, as soon as the city gate opened, these people filed out and rushed to the sky army. Mo Yue and Bai Su stand on the tower, looking at the battlefield under the city with worry.

Above the sky, the battle between King Ji Changkong and Emperor Hongyou is still not over. At the moment, the two strong men are fighting with each other's lives, and they can't tell the winner or the loser for a while. At the same time, Su Yu's ghost is also in a fierce collision with tomb Hongxu.

"It seems that as the way of heaven in xuanhuang world is reshaped, the whole Chu is in chaos!" Bai Su stood in front of Mo Yue, some awe inspiring said.

"It's true!" Mo Yue nodded and immediately said, "but because of this, we have found a ray of life from it, don't we?"

Bai Su nodded and suddenly looked at the west gate of Tianqi city. There, at the moment, a great Sanskrit voice was heard. Countless figures flashing with golden awns are hanging in the air, chanting the mysterious scriptures. Moreover, at the same time, there are new masters in the south gate and the north gate.

"Fanxiu!" White Su Mou son in flash a silk to kill meaning, "these guys, up to now still don't know how to restrain!"

"I'll deal with them!" Mo Yue calls out bone flute and dragon, bird and Phoenix drum at the same time, and shoots towards the west gate.

"In that case, I'll give the rats in the city!" Bai Su condenses the dragon sword, and his body flashes in the void. At the next moment, in a private residence in Tianqi City, a figure covered his throat and fell unwilling.

Seeing that the swords, shields and armours of the thirty thousand Zhenwu army have been fighting with the halberds of the army of heaven, Hong Ling finally breathed a sigh of relief. With these 30000 troops temporarily suppressing the Tianjun army, the pressure on the 80000 remaining Chu troops in the distance will be greatly reduced.

"Fat man, I'll leave it to you! I'll send these sixteen bastards first, and then I'll join the others Hongling smashed the ice and snow spear and roared at the fat Sun Jia.

"I see!" The fat man hit a wolf toothed stick and smashed a holy land commander to vomit blood. Immediately, he lifted the shield of Zhenwu. The next moment, nearly a hundred halberds were suddenly surrounded by a shield wall.

Suddenly, several figures shot out of his side and swept into the shield wall in an instant. Soon, there was a bloody hissing within the shield array. By the time the shield array was removed, the Euphorbia in it had been dismembered by several top monks of Zhenwu army.

"Look at me, kill me, kill these bastards!" The fat man saw that people looked a little frightened, and immediately kicked on the ass of a holy land commander, some of whom hated iron but not steel.

"Kill!" A group of swords, shields and armours of Zhenwu army were stimulated and became crazy in an instant.

Hong Ling takes back her eyes and looks at the monks of Beiming Shang family. These people are not the top fighting force sent by Shang family this time. But after the battle, he had the capital to fight against him. But that was only when he let the water go.

Hum! The sword in his hand hummed in an instant, which made the curtain of his sword tremble with it. Hongling thrust his sword towards the earth, and the blazing fire in his palm poured into the sword. At the next moment, hot silk threads spread out on the body of the sword.Chuckle! The water vapor covered up the eyes of all the people. And the fire red silk thread, at the moment, has poured into the earth by the sword body of the God of sorrow, and slowly ignites it. The original hard earth, slowly softened.

Bang! The blazing flames suddenly burst out from the cracks in the earth, making the originally raging wind and snow a little bit. The next moment, the original softened earth, completely melted into scarlet magma. They are centered on matchless sons and spread out rapidly around them.

"Hum! It's really arrogant to use the law of fire in the ice and snow battle of Beiming war family! " A friar of Beiming war family in Tianming emperor's realm hummed coldly and stabbed his spear down.

The cold wind and snow gathered in the cold front of the gun, making the water vapor rising in the void again into the cold ice and snow. The man used the air to guide the seeping wind and snow, and took Hong Ling's heart with a single shot. In his burst out of the moment of a fatal blow, a group of friars around him also followed.

Boom! Boom! Countless wind and snow turned into ice cones. With the fall of the fierce spear, the target directly took the matchless son Hongling. Sun Jia was a little surprised at such a big battle. However, he didn't worry much about Hong Ling. That monster, if it's really hurt, that's the hell.

Seeing the spear awn falling with the ice cone, Hong Ling snorted coldly and raised her hand to catch the fastest spear. With a hissing sound, he Shengsheng grasped the sharp edge of the gun and let his palm push down half a foot. At the next moment, the whole body of the young man suddenly coagulated with fiery gas.

Countless ice and snow in contact with these inflamed gas of the moment, again melted. However, the melting water vapor was not controlled by the friars of Beiming war family. They quickly disappear in the void as if they did not exist.

Hongling looks at the gun front which is caught by herself, and her eyes are locked. The next moment, the spear made of cold iron was burned red by the fire from his palm. The power of the law of ice and snow attached to Beiming war family is also rapidly dissipating.

Ah! The friar screamed bitterly and let go of his gun. And in the moment he let go, hung moved! He quickly pushed his hand toward the sky, and in an instant he drove the gun and crossed with the friar of Beiming Shang family.

Pooh! The bloody voice sounded, but the monk was pierced in the throat by his gun. At the moment, he covered his throat and looked at the matchless son in disbelief. Cluck! This person's mouth is constantly gushing blood, the expression is very unwilling.

Hongling grabs the barrel of the gun and shakes it. The next moment, a strong air machine will shake the gun. Bang! The monk's neck and head were completely blown into a cloud of blood. The headless body fell heavily into the magma below, and was burned into nothingness in an instant.

"The first one!" Hongling threw the ice and snow spear at once, and in an instant penetrated a holy land commander in the distance.

He looked at the remaining 15 northern Ming Shang family's destiny Empire strong person, the killing intention on the face is still incomparably fierce. He grabbed a long sword, and in an instant, the sword became one and crossed with the second monk of Beiming war family.

Hiss! The monk's body, which was cut into two sections, fell from the void and was instantly burned into nothingness by magma. The young man wiped the plasma on the sword and thoroughly smoothed it. Then he raised the blade towards the remaining fourteen monks.

"Here, gentlemen, I would like to advise you." He raised his sword and gave a smile, "the tiger has fallen and the sun is flat. Don't deceive me! Do you understand? "

"You scolded us The remaining fourteen monks looked at each other with anger at the matchless son in front of them. Their party of 16 people formed a battle, but they were easily killed by them. It was really a shame.

"Scold you? You think highly of yourself Hong Ling sneered and turned to form a second sword on her left hand. His two swords were in his hand and shot out again in an instant. Hum! The two swords crisscross in the void, and in an instant they cross with the four masters.

Bang bang bang! As soon as he shook off the flesh and blood on the sword, the next moment, the four masters were cut into pieces by the sword Qi. He looked at the remaining ten people, some doubts of the tilt of the head.

"I'm very curious about the terrible situation you've got in Beiming Shang's home before you're released to death!" Let go of the two swords, Hongling looked at some place behind him, and asked coldly, "am I right, Shang lingchu?"

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