Chapter 1203： The end of the madness

A "kill him", and a number of masters responded, a few strong cross-shadow, are all going to the ancient crane!

In the inter-field repairs, if you talk about the hatred of the heart, I am afraid that the ancient cranes are respected. After all, it is a hostile relationship with the gods. It is natural to see the blood, but you don’t have to declare it in your mouth, but you should hang your heart. The existence, although hateful, has no specific events to deepen this impression. Only the ancient cranes, obviously the leader of the Pure Land ancients, are clearly the mainstay of the All-American League. It is clearly the group of people who suffered the most sinister and hardships after the Protoss came, but they have secretly invested in the Protoss, not only determined If you want to win the gods that affect the Tianyuan Qiyun for the court, you will directly offer a big gift!

A fairy squad of the Xianxian League, nearly a thousand people, can be the master of the Golden Dan realm!

In Tianyuan’s practice, how long and how much resources can we raise a thousand patriotic soldiers?

But a thousand people, but he was given a sacrifice to the Protoss!

Afterwards, although Shenxiu and Buddhism masters tried their best to rescue them, most of these thousands of patriotic soldiers lost their lives!

Therefore, for the worship of Fengtian League, the ancient crane will die!

Even he can count as the most **** one of all people, and sin is unforgivable!

boom! boom! boom! boom!

Fang Xing, empty, Wang Qiong, and even Song Guichan, all at this time, the figure is like a dragon, fierce and terrible toward the ancient cranes, four figures plus the original and ancient Lu Fengxian, who was fighting in the war, wrapped him directly in the middle. These four people could not be weak, breathe, and stunned the clouds above the high heavens, and shook the smoke that was now overflowing in the air. The starry sky above the head is also like a clear air that rushes to the lungs and dispels the depression of the heart...

"You don't have to help, I can marry him!"

The atmosphere of the four of them rushed, and Lu Fengxian was already alarmed. He was fighting with the ancient crane group. At this time, he suddenly recovered the paintings of Fang Tian. The eight flags behind him were fluttering, and the eyes were cold and expressionless. I saw these four people. Obviously, the other party did not like the shots, and even revealed some hostility that was about to be robbed of prey, which made people deterred.

If the average person sees him like this, I am afraid I really can’t take it.

But what he encountered was a square line. He didn’t pay any attention to him. He went to the war and became a magical sword. He directly went to the ancient crane and smashed it down. Resentful shouted: "When you do, you know that you are amazing, but now we are looking at this sly head, especially good-looking, and want to cut down and play, what should we do?"

Lu Feng first bowed and sighed: "Go find your own opponent!"

The party haha ​​smiled and cried: "No, there is a skill to compare, to see who can grab the head of this grandson..."

"This is feasible!"

When I was empty, I suddenly laughed, and then I rushed forward.

Lu Feng first stayed for a while, but also had to wave the square painting, and rushed over again, his face full of annoyance and hatred.

It’s really speechless. He only feels that he has made something in his life. How can he get back to take this bandit?

Leng Ao is like him. If he usually walks away from the sleeves in the usual way, this devil provokes the most to say who can grab the head of the ancient crane, but can’t help but start, no matter what, he is It is absolutely impossible to tolerate losing to the devil!

"You want to kill me? Come, come!"

The ancient crane, which is mad like a maddening madness, has now lost all its rationality. He knows that he is finished. Originally, I wanted to go through the sea, let Fang Fang carry all the black pots for myself, and then I got the natural seal of the gods and the recognition of Tianyuansheng, and became the master of Tianyuan above one million people, but because of this The appearance of the dream has turned into a dream bubble, and this inherently foolproof plan is impossible to achieve.

I think that in any case, as long as the court wins, even if it reveals the secret of secretly investing in the court, as long as the court can win, he still has a foundation and a chance to make a comeback, but unfortunately, obviously The night **** is about to win, only a line, but because of the appearance of an annoying crow, once again turned into a dream bubble...

Today, the future is uncertain, life and death are unpredictable!

Under the siege of so many masters, under the constraints of closing the big line, do you still have hope to escape?

And even if you escape, what hope can you have?

Losing his current identity, in the eyes of the gods, he is probably just a little repaired Tianyuanshengling?

Everything is over!

A desperate mood has drowned the ancient crane and made him crazy!

At this time, he even felt one kind of thing, all things are ancient, but the strength is true, only the chaos of his own hands is a real feeling, so the endless anger is provoked, and the anger is screaming, straight to the side Waiting for someone to fight, the heart is killing infinite, just want to kill this demon head, smashing those daring ants who have taken their own heads to make a bet!

"Let me make this rod too ancient, try your two pounds..."

Under the sorrow and anger, the ancient cranes swept away and ran all the mana. The fairy screams behind them, even affecting the void, the body shape became bigger and bigger, the ancient robe hunted, almost like the same god, also obscured. A piece of the sky, this power, really a few squares, empty children, Lu Fengxian and other daring people can not help but sigh, while slowing the offensive...

"Hey!"

But when the ancient cranes swept over, unexpected things appeared.

The ancient gods and soldiers who were firmly held in the hands of the ancient cranes, suddenly came out at this time, wrapped in a chaotic spirit, directly smashed into the sky, when flying into the air, it It seems to have a slight pause, like saying goodbye, and looking for a new direction, and then speeding up again, turning into a **** of light, flying straight to the southeast and not returning, even the blockade The entire emptiness of the closed door, did not stop it at all, watching it go away...

How is this going?

In this way, not only did the party and others wait for a trip, but even the ancient cranes were stunned.

To some extent, the chaotic ancient scorpion, but his famous weapon, every time he encounters a big enemy, can summon this martial art from the void, has become a sign of his, but now, he clearly Faced with the most arduous battle in this life, how can I think that this rod of the gods, like it usually flies from the sky, directly gave up to the sky?

"Do you even abandon me?

After a full amount of effort, the ancient crane was mournful, and the whole person was like a wounded beast.

In him, there is even a deep sadness!

"The spirit of the gods is that it has chosen you, not that you have chosen him. Now that you do not meet its standards, you will take it away!"

At such a time, Song Yin, who wore a black cloak, opened his mouth with a low voice, and his voice was hoarse and timid. Hearing indifference, but carefully discerning, anyone who heard his words The meaning of gloating...

"Good, good, good..."

The sorrow of the body is getting stronger and thicker. The deep sound of the old crane sounded up, and even a few good words, eyes and hate looked at the direction of the chaos, and said: "Go and go, But it is a dead thing, and can you decide my destiny? At the beginning, it was not that you chose me, but that I attracted you. If you have the spirit to remember, it is your biggest mistake to abandon me..."

In the middle of the sigh, he suddenly slammed his arms, and his body rushed toward Fang Xing and others, and took a shot.

"Drinking..."

Fang Xing and empty children and other people are not in a hurry to see the lively squatting in the same place, the sturdy enthusiasm, cold and prevent this ancient crane but rushed to the front, although he lost the chaos, but It’s not a fake one. It’s a bang of the bang, like a sea between the fingers, and it’s hard to suppress it from the top of your head.

"Hey..."

No one is stupid enough to compete with a mad tiger who is on the verge of death. Both the line and the empty space can understand that this ancient crane is in this state, even if they don’t do it, I’m afraid it won’t last long. I couldn't keep it anymore. Even if he let him escape, it is estimated that he can only live as a waste. The ancient gods and chaos are probably instinctive, and they finally abandoned him. After all, they are waiting for it. For the ancient gods, the only way to attract them is the extraordinary talent and the strong heart...

When I was young, I relied on my talents, but the road to practice was getting farther and farther, but I still focused on the Tao!

However, I saw that the square line and the empty space did not pick up their own power. The ancient crane rushed over even more madly. The ancient crown did not know when it had collapsed. A long hair danced like a snake. Zhang Fa, just swaying the power of tyranny...

"I am an ancient crane!"

"The ancient first man ancient crane!"

"Who do you dare to bully me?"

"I am destined to unite Tianyuan, one person, and ten thousand people!"

"Dare to be against me, all have to die..."

"..."

In the sound of roaring, the figure gradually came forward, and even there was an unstoppable trend. It was just this momentum, but it suddenly stopped, a golden glittering claw came out from his chest, and then His whole person suddenly caught, and he looked down at the wound in his chest. His face showed a smile like a smile, and the long hair floating in the air slowly fell.

"You call it ancient crane?"

Behind him, he revealed the head of a big gold and fierce anger: "Do you know that Dajinye's my school is to tear the crane claws?" (To be continued.)

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