Chapter 963

The sound of the wind and the devil is like a sacred beast from the ancient times. The killing intent contained in each word makes the thousands of gods on the tree of Tianyun swaying, and Jiushan trembles.

It is not a description, it is the tremble of the geneuine.

Supreme killing intent is enough to affect Heaven and Earth, but like the wind demon, just killing intent will affect Tianshi Shenshu, which is a Third Grade plant, affecting the tens of thousands of miles of Tianyun Jiushan tremble, it is Wu Lingjun, both Do not shrink by the pupil.

The wind and the magic hand, he slowly screamed, “Tianyun Disciple listen to the order, into the Xuan Kunjie bead, break the sea boundary beads!”

The sound has not yet fallen, Li Xuandao will be ready to rush out.

“Fog home, if Changqing is dead, I will swear by Heavenly Dao, and will kill all the Supreme Talents in the foggy family!” Li Xuantao’s voice is calm, but it seems to be the edge of the sheath, such as the world.

Wu Lingling’s heart trembled. He looked at the wind and the devil’s nephew, and his heart stalked Li Xuantao’s Heavenly Dao vow, and his heart unconsciously raised a trace of remorse.

For a misty mysterious, it is worthwhile to make a Heavenly Cloud Sect that has survived the Great Tribulation.

But soon, the fog state mental state will be ready to calm down, he looked at the wind demon.

“Fog Boss reported that the heart of the death will be revenge for the grandchildren, the wind demon, this is no wonder me!” He indifferently said: “Here is Heavenly Cloud Sect, Is it possible, you plan to be great war with me? I am afraid Tianyun Jiushan It must be fragmented.”

The sound has not yet fallen, and the fog Lingjun’s complexion will suddenly change.

I saw a pair of dark pupils in the wind demon. At this moment, I rushed out two small black glows.

The black glow turned out to be a two-footed Black Dragon. The Black Dragon had a diffuse Heavenly Dao pattern but no claws. Demon Qi rolled the wings. Not only that, but the dragon head had a unique angle.

“Magic dragon lineage!”

In the eyes of this moment, Wu Lingjun, who has remained quiet, has a faint horror. He is very clear that this is the supreme thought of the wind and the devil.

Supreme meditation dragon, or the dragon dragon lineage in the dragon’s nine veins.

Demon Dragon Supreme! ?

After a moment of whispering, the misty spirit’s eyebrows are ready to shine, and a pair of scorpions are turned into endless whirlpools, from which endless ray of light is turned into a seven-color sword.

The Ssangyong plucked, and the seven-colored sword was coming across the sky.

Just after a collision, in an instant, the entire Tianyun main peak will be blasted, and the Tianyun Hall is directly annihilated into nothingness at this moment.

In the Supreme Court battle, the complexion of Wu Lingjun suddenly became pale.

“Yu Lingjun, today, if you leave safely, I will not call the wind demon!” The wind and the magic five-foot body stood in the air, but there was a big terrifying in the sound, and the Heaven and Earth began to make people feel terrible.

……

In the Pearl of the Underworld, the fog is white and snowy, watching Qin Xuan.

His eyes are full of killing intent, and Half-Step’s cultivation base has been displayed, behind the Primordial Spirit, the rays of light, and the blue sea depression.

Wu Bo did not think that the other party could actually peek at his identity.

He is ready to borrow the great treasure illusion, looks, the other party can still see through? He wanted to lure Qin Xuan make a move and cast a Thunder strike. In the context of his True Monarch Peak, the dragons and phoenixes of Spirit Transformation Realm should also fall, let alone the other side can compare with the dragon and the phoenix?

Just in the moment when the fog is about to make a move, there is a sudden sound coming out of the Pearl of the Dead Sea. If it comes from all directions, it is everywhere.

“Fog Bosu, give you a fragrant time, kill this child!” Wu Lingjun sounds, there is a feeling of weakness, even stubborn, irritability.

Misty Pupil light micro-shock, a musk? He thought it would be longer.

Qin Xuan faint said with a laugh: “It seems that Wu Lingjun has mastered the strength of Master Ancestor.”

The fog pu pu pu pu pu pu pu pu pu pu pu pu pu pu pu pu pu pu pu pu pu pu pu pu pu pu pu pu pu pu pu pu pu pu pu pu pu pu pu pu pu pu pu pu pu pu pu pu pu pu pu

“You kill my grandson, I will be buried here today!” His voice was cold. “There is the Old Ancestor control of this sacred sea, it is the entire Heavenly Cloud Sect, no one can save you!”

Qin Xuan’s body is slightly shocked, and the eight wild warfare bodies are displayed. Eternal Sword appears in the hands, and there is a mysterious dragonfly floating in the air.

Suddenly, there is a black light spray, rushing to the fog.

Under the foot of the fog, avoiding this mysterious light, there is a Primordial Spirit like a mountain, going straight to the Qin Xuan Sea of ​​Consciousness.

Qin Xuan faintly smiled, under the foot, stepping on the waves and jumping up.

“You can’t escape!” The fog was like ice, and it appeared behind Qin Xuan.

He has a pair of scorpions like a whirlpool, a glimpse of Qin Xuan, and ready to expect Qin Xuan.

Qin Xuan turned to a sword, Sword Qi into the cloud, such as Sword Domain.

Hōng!

In the hands of Wu Bo, he sacrificed a blue jade gun and directly broke through the thousands of Cloud Mist. At the same time, a nine-story pagoda emerged from the surroundings, and Cloud Mist Sword Qi fell, such as the Yula Mountain, not moving. slightest.

The pistol pointed out that he was pointing to Qin Xuan’s throat.

Qin Xuan pupil light, the Eternal Sword in the hands of the change, turned into a sword, such as the sword river.

The misty hands of the boss, holding the gun, constantly provoke, such as a person breaking the sea.

The ten-party swordsman, at this moment, the number is broken, Eternal Sword is even more flying out, issued a trace whine.

Eternal Sword is now seven products, and has not entered six products. The fog and the bundle of gods in Wubo’s hands are not much different, but the only difference is that Wubo has been worshipping for more than nine thousand years.

The long gun Rulong, you have to pierce the throat of Qin Xuan, the body of Qin Xuan’s body protector for this Changqing, it is like a paper paste, directly pierced.

Half-Step Daojun and Spirit Transformation Low Grade, the gap is really too big.

When Qin Xuan borrowed the Tianzhu Pavilion, he barely stunned the Daojun, but now he can no longer have a celestial court in his hands. Moreover, Wubo has never left a little bit, and a make a move is full.

Qin Xuan rays of light in the eyes, in a critical moment, he loosened Eternal Sword, and both hands suddenly grabbed the gun in front of his throat.

Hōng!

Qin Xuan plunged back a few miles, and the shadow of Wu Bo’s figure rushed forward a few miles away. In the entire blue sea, it was broken a few miles, like a white dragon.

The only thing that didn’t become, these six long guns, never close to the Qin Xuan throat little bit.

Qin Xuan’s a boom hands arm has a lot of blue veins, such as gold casting, Blood Qi did not enter into his arms.

Qin Xuan’s eyes stunned and seemed to be aware of what the under the foot was, and he wanted to use Jin Peng’s body to spread.

Pēng pēng pēng ……

Suddenly, on the six long guns, a path of cracks emerged.

The speed is too fast, this time it is the turn of Qin Xuan reaction.

He only crossed his arms and crossed in front of him, such as the shield, the body of the real body is surging, all condense in front of him.

Hōng!

If Star bursts, rays of light Myriad Dao, countless rifle fragments fall into the blue ocean, such as the mountain of the mountain, which swells in the endless sea, causing waves, such as countless white gods standing in the sea.

The fog is like ice, as if he had honoured the Magical Treasure for more than nine thousand years.

More a figure, all over the body, like a meteor to smash that heavy waves, a path of long gun fragments inlaid in his bones, blood out.

Until Qin Xuan’s body shocked, the countless pieces of the earthquake, his eyes looked at the waves and the big waves fell, always no doubt he continued to kill the fog.

“This fellow!” Qin Xuan sighed: “It’s still the same!”

“Unfortunately, I have not been once!”