Vol 13 Chapter 1401: : Scared me

Several disciples of witchcraft approached the leader of the old clan, and counting the jade hands, a weapon appeared, a yellow guard flag, a dance, and a yellow poison gas appeared. Those disciples who were close to the witchcraft sect all appeared. Flew out in shock.

But the number of witchcraft disciples is too large. Compared with those wizards who have always been comfortable, they are just a bunch of dogs.

Seeing the witchcraft plummet, the old race shed tears on their heads, but could not return to the sky, they could only sigh.

"Give you one more chance, let you surrender to us, become the gatekeeper of our witchcraft, and spare you today!"

Watching the witchcraft fall one by one, Wu Zhou laughed loudly. His purpose is not to kill, but to be a treasure to the witch. Once the hasty eyes, the witch destroys the voodoo hall, which is the loss of both parties. .

The Witchcraft Hall is the entrance to the Holy Land of Witchcraft. Witchcraft has been circulating here for many years. Once it is destroyed for several generations, the witch treasure will never be able to live in the world from now on.

"Witch Zhou, if you die, sooner or later you will receive retribution and even kill your own disciples. You are not alone at all."

An elder watched his people die one by one under the witchcraft butcher knife, and the speed of his hand greatly increased. He flew out of a holy son and rushed to the ordinary disciple.

The head of a witchcraft disciple was broken by the old man, his body moved, and he continued to rush into the crowd, and began hunting and killing people, trying to reverse the war.

"This is your own request. Since you don't know how to improve and bury witchcraft, it is well-deserved. Witchcraft, like me, will not cut off the inheritance, so you can rest assured!"

Witchcraft Week believes that he is the best heir to witchcraft. As long as he is there, witchcraft will not be extinct and has been passed on.

Witchcraft swings its arms around, and more witchcraft disciples flock to it, even if there is a pile of corpses, they will destroy witchcraft.

auzw.com The blood was empty, and the purple blue was resting, and found that the surrounding was quiet. When she came out, she saw this scene.

Without hesitation, Zilan also joined the battle, the long sword in his hand was flying like a silver snake, and the heads of witchcraft disciples one after another flew up.

"Scare me!"

With a large glass of witchcraft, Zilan's body would shake out, and he couldn't resist a strong drink.

"Are you the one without fate?"

Witchcraft Zhou Zi's face is puzzled, Zilan is not the valley of life and death for human beings, so Witchcraft Zhou Zi is like a person without fate.

This is asking a hazy purple-blue, because she doesn't know what a person without fate is.

"Give her to me! Don't hurt her!"

Do not say Zilan, when Witch Zhou acquiesced, ten sacred sons had swept across the purple blue with a wave of arms. They wanted to open the witch's temple. Only people of fate could.

The people of witchcraft did not think that witchcraft week actually regarded my friend as a person without fate, because I was still in the witch’s room and did not show up, and misunderstanding was normal.

At the same time, he was besieged by ten saints. Although purple and blue were strong, they were not enemies at all. In addition, the ten saints, the lowest power is the five-layer environment of Shenwu.

"You can't let them succeed!"..

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