Chapter 1995

Jiang Xuan's divine realm is three million Li. Not only the water emperor is shocked, but also Kong Mu is shocked.

This is his "ah..."

In the front, around, one after another practitioners were hit on the border, instantly turned to ashes, and the scene was tragic.

The same is true in other directions of the divine light.

"Hold on!"

Chueh Hsin Sheng Zun and Yuan mang Sheng Zun were not separated, but they were also struggling.

There are also Zhan Tian Sheng Zun, Wu Ming Sheng Zun and Zang Jian Sheng Zun.

Everybody's gritting their teeth.

"Ling Xue, Yichuan, don't give up!"

Baoyue Shengzun and they didn't separate, but she and Jintu Xianjun could barely stop them, but Lingxue and jianyichuan couldn't.

They didn't have Jiang Xuan's skills, and they didn't have a powerful treasure to protect their bodies. At the moment, most of their bodies turned black.

"Yes! I will insist

Ling Xue grits her teeth. The whole person is like a sharp sword. It's very powerful.

Many others died, but the top ten are struggling to resist.

Dragon King, guangyouzi, abandon God, Yixian, Danfeng immortal

They were all scattered, but at the same time, they were watching the other monks beside them burn to ashes.

The surge of energy in the divine light domain lasted ten breaths!

When the rat can't hold on, when Kong Mu is ready to take the rat into the five gods badge, the turbulent energy retreats!

"Wow"

The rat's blood gushes out, and the whole person's breath is destroyed. If Kong Mu didn't catch it quickly, the rat might not even stand steadily.

"Keke ~ ~"

Jiang Xuan coughed lightly, gasped violently and spilled a little blood from the corner of his mouth.

"Are you all right?"

Kong Mu was sweating, panting and weak.

"Not bad." Jiang Xuan turns her hand and takes out a long sword. The sword is three feet wide. She sits on it.

Kong Mu holds big black rat to also board long sword, 3 people begin to recover.

In other places, everyone scolded in their heart, some of them scolded directly.

"What is it?"

"Damn chance, this is the Jedi!"

The survivors are in a bad mood. They are venting when they recover.

"How are you all?"

One by one, master Juexin summoned Kong mu, Jiang Xuan and others to reply, but some of them were like a stone sinking into the sea.

Zhan Tian Sheng Zun is also summoning to count the number of people, but there are also casualties.

"Younger martial sister, younger martial brother."

Ling Xue and Jian Yichuan's body has been broken. Fortunately, the turbulent energy has retreated, and they are hard to reorganize their body. They are still scared.

It's horrible!

"Fortunately, we didn't separate." The emperor Baoyue was afraid.

He and Jintu Xianjun spread their strength to protect Lingxue and jianyichuan, which made them live.

"It's not chance, it's disaster. This time I'm afraid I'll die half of the practitioners." The God of scarves muttered to himself.

Outside, the news spread.

The practitioners who enter Guangbao liulihai all have many friends. At the moment, each soul bead burst, and the friends sent messages to ask what happened.

But they were shocked by the results.

Dead, are into the sea of Guangbao glass!

"In less than a day, nearly 100000 people died?"

As soon as the news came out, it set off a big wave.

These 100000 people are not the Supreme God, they are immortal!