Chapter 2039： War

"The turbid wind suddenly led the Shushui Temple. Why is this? Is it for the last time? Or is it because of the mysterious formation before?" The face smashed up, the head of the Beidou Temple was puzzled, and did not know the purpose of the turbid wind. What is it, but now it seems that the turbid wind seems to be going to destroy the Beidou Temple, and it is also anxious for him.

"The Lord of the Waters, do it." The cold-eyed glanced at the owner of the Beidou Temple and others, and the turbid winds sneered and laughed, there was no room for negotiation.

Respectfully nodded, the main body of the Lishui Temple waved, and the army behind them swarmed, and a strong and terrible momentum suddenly broke out.

Even the strong emperor of the Holy Land, at this moment, is swept down toward the North Fighting Temple.

"Xuanming Temple Lord! Speed ​​to the Beidou Temple support!" At the moment of urgency, the owner of the Beidou Temple also immediately sent a message to the Xuan Ming Temple.

Immediately, with a big hand, the owner of the Beidou Temple yelled: "The Beidou Temple is not destroyed if you want to destroy it, kill me!"

The army of the Beidou Temple, even if it is terrified, but in the face of life and death, they have no choice but to rush out and desperately.

When the war broke out, the two major forces launched a fierce battle.

"Hey!"

The power of a stock of terror broke out one after another, and the sky was violently shaken and collapsed. The space within a radius of more than ten thousand feet was already dark and windy.

Since it is a big battle, casualties are inevitable.

There are only a lot of strong people in the Surabaya Temple. The number of the Holy Emperor and the Holy King is above the Beidou Temple, and the Lord of the Northern Dynasties and other great emperors are dragged by the Lord of the Water and several elders. Others can be described as heavy casualties.

The war has only just begun, and many people have been seriously injured and have been seriously injured. A scream of screams spread in the Beidou Temple.

It was not until the army of the Xuan Ming Temple came, that the Beidou Temple was relieved of a lot of pressure, and it was also the speed of reducing casualties.

However, even with the support of the Xuan Ming Temple, it is still difficult to defeat the Sanctuary of the Shui Shui. The Supreme Emperor alone has more than a dozen people. Moreover, there are still no turbid winds and black winds.

"Xuanming Temple Lord, why are you here? This is to destroy the Beidou Temple. Are you here to find yourself dead?" The cold eyes are staring at the Xuan Ming Temple Lord. The murderous murder of the Tao is also filled with it.

Hearing the words, the master of Xuan Ming, who is busy fighting against his opponent, does not look at the turbid wind, it is cold and cold: "The thing of the Beidou Temple is the thing of the Xuan Ming Temple, even if it is to die, not Off your business."

"A good sentence doesn't matter to me. You are looking for death. You are all fulfilled! You will let all of you die today without a burial place!" The face was slightly gloomy, the turbid wind was gloomy, and the murderous gas filled out was more intense. Minute.

"The Lord of the Waters, don't leave your hands, and try your best to get rid of them as soon as possible." Looking at the main temple of Lishui, the turbid wind and cold channel seems to be trying to break the Beidou Temple and Xuan Mingsheng before Xiao Chen arrived. temple.

"Standing and speaking, no pain, is it true that the owner of the Beidou Temple is vegetarian? You have the strength but you don't shoot it, you are a bastard!" The eyes screamed with anger, and the owner of the temple was angry. The owner of the Beidou Temple was the middle of the Holy Emperor. He is also the middle of the Holy Emperor. How easy is it to kill his opponent?

Of course, this can only be said in my heart, the Lord of the Waters has not been bold enough to say it, or else waiting for him is a dead end.

"Cloudy wind, are you talking too early?" On the sky, suddenly a faint sneer came.

"Xiao Chen's younger brother! This is the voice of Xiao Chen's younger brother!" The moment of hearing the words, the original face full of worries, suddenly picked up a smile and smile, Lin Biaoer excitedly shouted.

"It is Xiao...the Lord of the Temple!" The face suddenly changed, and the owner of the Beidou Temple was also delighted.

"The Lord of the Temple is coming!" The dignified face is also suddenly the color of surprise, Xuan Ming Temple owner shouted.

The Beidou Temple and the Xuan Ming Temple are all ecstatic, as if they saw the straw, and the momentum suddenly rose in vain.

The faint sneer is undoubtedly a hope for the Beidou Temple and the Xuan Ming Temple!

"Xiao Chen really came!" The sneer of the heart was smug, and the corner of the turbid wind was also a smile of gloating.

In the sky, thousands of troops suddenly appeared, and they couldn’t feel the slightest breath before. Needless to say, this is definitely the space law of Xiao Chen.

The army is headed by Xiao Chen, and there are bloody, non-mutilated, secluded and mysterious, Beigongyao and other great emperors. Thousands of sects are included in the army. The lineup is terrible.

"Xiao Chen, welcome, Ben Dutong is waiting for a long time, but also brought them to the soul of the temple." The eyes glanced at Xiao Chen, the turbid winds sneer.

"Waiting for a long time? Is it difficult for you to deal with the Beidou Temple, just to lead me out?" Slightly sneer, Xiao Chen faint, and not surprised.

"Introduction of Xiao Chen?" The owner of the Beidou Temple and the Xuan Ming Temple and others are all blasphemy.

"You are right!" The black wind then sneered, looking at Xiao Chen's eyes, full of cold and murderous.

"That's the case, then try." The light face, a trace of evil laughter, Xiao Chensen cold road, no fear.

"Snapped!"

The hands suddenly slammed together, and the turbid wind sneered and laughed: "The temple master sat down with the forces, but not only the Surabaya Temple! Are you really prepared for this?"

"Hey!"

When the voice fell, the power of terror was urging it. Beside the turbid wind, suddenly a dark crack ruptured and opened. In the dark crack, a horrible smell permeated.

From the horror of the atmosphere, are the strongest of the level of the Holy Emperor!

"The Lord of the Temples is the leader of the major forces and the strongest of the Holy Emperor." Feel the horror of the Holy Spirit, **** and humbly respectful.

"I know, fortunately, we have a lot of people." Nodded slightly, Xiao Chen smiled lightly.

In the cracks of the darkness, the old man and the middle-aged man came out one after another, and there were three old ladies, not to be a female, but to be a level of the Holy Emperor.

"See Dadu." One of the strong emperors appeared, all respectful greetings to the turbid wind.

The eyes glanced at these strong people, and the turbid wind smirked and said: "Who can live Xiao Xiaochen, this is a unified reward for the Yellow Steps! This is only taken over, not watching the process."

In the moment of hearing the words, the Emperor of the Holy Emperor, the eyes are filled with enthusiasm in an instant, the heart is extremely ecstatic, full of concealed murderous eyes, all sweeping toward Xiao Chen.

The temptation of the Holy Sepulchre can be seen in the eyes of the Holy Powers.

"Is it very good to bully?" The sneer on the face is even more distressed. Xiao Chen is stunned. However, the chin is arrogantly lifted up slightly.

"This commander deals with Xiao Chen!" The power of terror is motivated, and the black wind is cold and cold, and the murderousness is locked in Xiao Chen.

"Shameless! With strong bullying, what is the ability!" Wen Yan, pretty face suddenly sinking, Lin Biao angered.

"The black wind command is so confident, then try it." The arrogant wave of beckoning against the black wind, Xiao Chen joking and laughing, while the body shape is slowly rising to higher air.

"Hey! Not self-reliant!" The face smirked with a sneer, black wind and cold, and the body shape followed by flying high.

The black wind led the shot, and the other strong emperors were secretly disappointed, but they did not dare to fight.

"Blood, the last time there was no victory or defeat, this time I will absolutely not be able to spare you!" The fierce eyes turned to bloody, turbid winds snarled.

Hearing his words, shrugging his shoulders without fear, his eyes were also a murderous murderous, **** and sneer: "This time I am afraid that the person who died is you."

"Hey! That's not necessarily!" The fierce cold screams, the turbid wind sneer, and the body-shaped lightning blasts out, and the power of terror also erupts.

"The Lord of the Wrath! Others will be handed over to you!" A simple scream, **** is not to be outdone.

"The owner of the Beidou Temple, the master of the sorcerer, let's take it."

"The Lord of the Soul, your opponent is the Lord." An old man across the street smiled faintly, but he actively challenged the mystery.

"It is just that the lord wants to try the power of today. Thanks to the help of the lord of the lord, the lord of the lord can successfully break through the late emperor." Micro smiled and smiled.

Each chooses an opponent, and the fierce battle is once again erupted, and the stifling sounds again in the air above the Beidou Temple.

"Hey!"

The power of a stock of terror broke out, hundreds of thousands of miles above the sky, the terrorist forces of the great emperors, unscrupulous sweeping, crazy abusing the void, violent vibration, as if the entire eastern region is shaking.

The most horrible thing is the battle between **** and turbid winds. The strength of the two can cover the entire battlefield. All the strong emperors add up and the power is not as terrible as he is.

The army, which is only a few kilometers away from the ground, was shocked by the terrorist forces at high altitude, and was stunned with enemies in a state of trepidation.

Not to mention the power of terror, the pressure of the strong power of the Holy Emperor alone is enough to make these weak people feel trembled and suppress their breathing difficulties.

The fierce scuffle, with the help of the army led by Xiao Chen, nowadays it also has a slight advantage!

Of course, the outcome of the war is not to look at them, but to see the Holy Emperor!

In the sky, Xiao Chen and the black wind confronted each other, and the indifferent face was completely without fear and worry.

People who don't know, now they are all sweating for Xiao Chen. Everyone knows that the black wind command is the strongest at the level of the Holy Emperor!

"Xiao Chen, this commander will let you three punches, lest they say that this commander is strong and weak." The cold eyes stared at Xiao Chen, and the black wind led Sen cold road.

"Let me punch three times?" The face was slightly stunned. Xiao Chen smiled and smiled very brightly. He immediately laughed and said: "This is what you said, you don't regret it."

"Repent?" Desperate sneer, the black wind commander dismissed: "Hey, just because of the late revision of your holy king, you really thought it would..."

However, the black wind commander has not finished, the face has suddenly changed dramatically, and the eyelids are instantly magnified. In the eyes of the black wind, Xiao Chen actually burst at a horrible speed.

PS: Today, two more, today, I choose a wedding ring with my wife! The brothers also please understand the excitement of the little soul.