A golden light twines around Lin QingHan.
The expression on Lin QingHan's face is particularly calm.
The man in green stares at Lin QingHan with a dignified look in his eyes.
The saint of yin and Yang stood beside Zhang Xuan and murmured, "really, it's the inheritance of Huang Xuan!"
Lin QingHan looked at the ruins under her eyes, then looked at the people in Tsing Yi and made a sound again. Her voice was clear and beautiful, but it was full of a sense of killing.
"Retreat, or die?"
"It's just xuanhuang. It's not that he hasn't broken it!" Green clothes people roar. His hands popped out.
Two thunder dragons formed out of thin air, whistling out from behind the people in Qingyi, biting Lin QingHan.
Lin QingHan waved her arms, and a golden sword was formed from her hands. When the magic sword was wielded, two thunder dragons were cut directly.
The people in Qingyi also know that the two thunder dragons can't bring any substantial harm to Lin QingHan. He bullies him, and the thunder stick evolves in his hands. When he waves it, he flashes with thunder.
When the golden sword and thunder long stick touch, the energy dissipates and makes a dull sound.
It's a dull noise. It can affect the heartbeat of these saints.
"Back up! We can't afford it here! " At the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty, the saint had a drink.
There's no gravity here any more. Everyone, we're moving away.
Zhang Xuan with the team of the holy land of yin and Yang, also retreated to a safe place, far attention to the war!
It's very rare to see such a scene where the fighting power of God level is fighting each other.
Even if they are far away, everyone can feel the terrible energy coming from the place where they fight.
The man in green obviously holds the power of thunder attribute. Every time he makes a move, it must be accompanied by thunder.
Lin QingHan, with his mysterious and yellow Qi, has a sense of inviolability. His golden sword seems to be able to cut off everything in the world.
The battle between the two became fiercer.
In the sky, a virtual shadow suddenly appeared. The virtual shadow, in the shape of a beast, gradually solidified. It was a turtle! But the tortoise is all dark red. The hard shell on the back is covered with sharp barbs, shining in the sun. The tortoise has a head like a bird and a tail like a snake. The limbs are longer than ordinary turtles and have sharp claws.
The dark red turtle opens its big mouth full of sharp tusks. It makes a sound like wood being split.
"Whirling turtle!"
Zhang Xuan looked at the animal shadow in the sky and frowned!
Like the original * *, the tortoise is also a legendary creature in The Classic of the Great Wilderness, a powerful alien beast, and it is far more than the beast in The Classic of the Great Wilderness's ranking.
At first, the beast was terrible. Now Zhang Xuan has a clear memory. It * s only a weak version.
If you finish all the animals * Occupying a place in the mountain and sea will definitely make that place a forbidden area!
The tortoise's body gradually shrinks to the size of a human, and then turns into a rickety old man.
"Ha ha *, then, did the fool fail? Let the Xuan Huang blood run out, and at first vowed that he could win the Xuan Huang blood vessel, otherwise, this Xuan Huang blood vessel will no longer exist." Old hair chuckles, his voice. Naturally, it's spread to all people. It's a magic power.
For others, the old man's words make them confused.
But for Zhang Xuan, there are too many hidden information in his words!
To win the Xuan Huang blood, it is * beast!
That is to say. * the beast is the master of the thousand!
No wonder * the beast is so weak.
But if the beast is a thousand, then what role will the yuan Ling * city play?
Zhang Xuan is thinking.
Listening to the tortoise turtle, he and the beast met many years ago, and stood on the opposite side of the Xuan Huang blood vessel. What connection did they have with the *?
Above the sky, a dark red crutch appears in the old man's hand. You can see that the crutch is a little more empty. The dark red color is like a spider web. All the disciples who weave all over the sky and connect many holy places are wrapped in this cobweb.
"It's too much noise. It's no fun to attract those bedbugs from the holy heaven." The turtle shook his head“ Instant
All the people in the cobweb, connected with Lin QingHan, only feel a moment of change, the eyes become illusory. I can't see anything clearly. When everything returns to normal, it's a piece of waste soil in front of people's eyes!
On the black land, there are wrecks, broken armor, broken weapons and countless bones!
The sky here is dark and lifeless, as if it had lost all hope.
"This is..." Yu Nuo's eyes widened, his body trembled unconsciously, "ancient battlefield!"
Ancient battlefield!
Zhang Xuan was surprised at the news.
Dark sky, dark clouds.
The old man who was transformed by the turtle stood under the black cloud.
"In this place, no one can find it. Go. Kill her, this time, destroy xuanhuang blood, don't make any mistakes again. "
The man in green nodded and flashed. He fought with Lin QingHan again.
At this time, the people in the holy land have no time to watch the battle between the two great powers. Because, they have been the eyes of the people, locked on.
In the turbid eyes of the turtle, they could not feel any anger.
"You bedbugs, you really don't want to die. You touch the forbidden area again and again. Are you really not afraid to die?"
With the finger of the turtle's crutch, the virtual shadow of the body emerged behind him, which was enough to cover the whole sky. The open mouth made the holy sons and daughters feel scared.
"Some things belong to gods. Mortals can't touch them. If you dare to touch the realm of immortals, you should die!" On the turtle, there is a little red smell, which is only as thick as an adult's little thumb.
See this red awn in the waste soil over the flash, straight to the limitless saint.
Guanghua flashed in front of Wuliang saint, and then appeared behind her. When the dark red light reappeared, the pupil of Wuliang Saint could not be controlled to enlarge, and the whole person flew back.
There is a red dot in the middle of the eyebrow on the beautiful face of the limitless saint!
And the woman who exudes vitality one second ago, at this moment, has no vitality
Infinite saint, dead!
Limitless holy land, a generation of pride, is regarded as the matchless genius cultivated by the successors of limitless holy land. On this waste land, under the energy as thick and thin as the thumb of the turtle, he lost his life!
The body of limitless Saint fell to the ground, the pupil has already spread, this thing happened too quickly, let a person have a kind of unreal feeling, but really, it has become a foregone conclusion.
"Elder martial sister!" The disciples of Wuliang holy land all gathered around with a shout.
Next to the turtle, dark red energy condenses.
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