Chapter 1572： Streak, lightning strike

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"But, brother, Jiang Taichu killed the shocking emperor, after all, his strength is not trivial ..."

An old gray-clad inner door disciple arched his hands and trembled.

He is older than his elder brother, at least 500 years old.

However, the cultivation world has always only talked about strength and weakness, no matter how young or old, so he is still full of jealousy and respect for the big brothers.

"Hehe, he is just a mean sneak attack. If he really does, he won't win!"

Brother Zangshuge sat on a stone bench, took the tea handed over by a beautiful girl, and sipped it, as if overlooking the ants, high above him, and dismissed his lips dismissively:

"A monk from a fringe galaxy is like a gnat and a cockroach. It is vulnerable! Only conspiracy can win."

"Don't you hear that Tong Yujian of Yujian Villa was also killed by him in conjunction with a number of robbers?"

The disdain on his face was so intense.

"Jiang Taichu's character can be seen! It is an old clown. If I see him personally, I will let him both ends!"

"Big brother makes sense!"

"The master has a deep source of skills and cultivation, which is against the sky. If it is true, Jiang Taichu is definitely inferior!"

After hearing that, everyone nodded and said yes, their confidence increased. Some people are touting madly, and some women are stealing their admiration.

"I'm afraid that Jiang Taichu thinks that we are too powerful and too strong to dare to provoke. He always shrinks into a turtle and lives forever. That's really hard to catch him!"

The master of Zangshuge was proud of himself, he was very motivated, heard the words, and shook his head with a sigh of sigh.

At this moment, a flying sword suddenly burst into the air, without any sound or breath.

The master of the Yuanying Realm, his chest was penetrated, his body was broken directly, and blood and organs splashed.

That inch of Yuan Ying struggled to fly out, and was captured by a black true Yuan giant palm and swallowed together with the soul card.

"Want to catch me? Don't bother, Jiang is here!"

A cold voice sounded unexpectedly: "If you dare to speak loudly, immediately pinch your baby!"

The elder brother of the big brother immediately became honest, terrified and horrified: "Don't kill me, senior ..."

"Jing Jiang is here! Call me soon!"

"Run!"

Others yelled, wanting to open the messenger and the formation method, but suddenly found that all failed.

Trying to escape, but found that a small rule mask has been firmly covering this stronghold.

The crowd rushed forward, as if the chicken eggs hit the iron plate, and their heads burst into blood, and they were knocked out by the shock.

"Senior, don't kill me! Juniors will never resist!"

"The juniors are willing to serve as slaves, follow Taichu Emperor, and fight for the world, but just ask Taichu to spare me!"

Headed by the old monks, many monks worshiped and shivered as if they were seeing demons.

Yes, in their minds, Jiang Tian at this time was as terrible as a demon, but even the world **** emperor and the sword servant dare to be killed.

Just now Jiang Tian silently laid out the isolation and banned him, and approached him. One sword killed Brother Zangshuge, the sharp sword light, and the profound array of bans, which made them completely unwilling to resist.

"Should be killed with Suzaku's innocent fire, and not even a drop of slag. Save the patrol monk to find blood on the body, be alert!"

auzw.com Jiang Tian's face was cold and cold, without any emotional fluctuations, giving a feeling of indifference and cruelty, without a trace of muddy water, a Suzaku real fire urged, and burned many blood and minced meat clean net.

At the same time, in many crazy roars, horrifying wailing, and poor begging for mercy, many monks and gods were burned to ashes without mercy, and only the soul cards were taken away, leaving Yuan Ying bound by the soul swallowing godly control. .

He and the world's assassination game have long set the rules, with the final Yuan Ying or the spirit is relatively large.

This is also for a reason, because almost no monk wears the soul card. Once the soul card is extinguished, the next assassination operation cannot be carried out. Therefore, controlling the spirits of the monks is also very important.

After annihilating this stronghold in the library, Jiang Tian rises into the air. Among the black-swallowing soul consciousness, a few elementary infants are struggling silently and roaring, full of resentment and unwillingness, but unable to struggle at all. Nothing can be passed, not even a real baby.

Jiang Tian was assassinated all the way, silent, just like chopping melon and cutting vegetables. Instantly, at least 200 yuan infants were destroyed by Jiang Tian.

There were only 300 monks in Shuiyuedongtian. Jiang Tian was assassinated by lightning. He deliberately calculated and inadvertently did not alarm anyone at all. They left their infants intact and the soul card did not send a message.

The alchemy hall, this thousand-meter-high peak, is very special, bare, without much vegetation. The flames soar throughout the day, the burning scent is diffused, and the ground is full of spar powder, which has completely lost its mana.

"Um? There is a very high level of isolation and prohibition on the top of the Refiner Hall. Isn't there a big man?"

Jiang Tian flickered, flew past, invisible, without even any breath and mental fluctuations.

Today's Shuiyuedongtian is heavily guarded, with countless checkpoints and strict barriers. The monks are flying and patrolling, which can be described as step by step and dangerous.

But for Jiang Tian, ​​it is just like walking on the ground. He bullies Tian Xuan Gong to work, his breath is introverted, and only uses the Peng Peng rule to break the space, invisible and invisible, as if walking in another world, they can not feel it at all.

The alchemy hall mountain peak, in a seemingly dirty alchemy room, the fire was fierce in the furnace, the temperature was extremely high, as in the hot summer sun, the shelves were full of alchemy materials, and the walls and cases were half-completed. The magic weapon is turned on, and although it is not aware of things outside, it is extremely safe.

A female nun is a little sister-in-law who is elder, and is enjoying a disciple at the bottom of the refining workshop. The white skin covered with sweat, against the rough background, has a more thrilling beauty.

In a shout, the little sister-in-law and the disciples at the same time reached an ultimate satisfaction.

That little cricket was very grateful to Jiang Taichu for attacking the world of Xianxu. The 20-year retreat saw her as a dead ghost prince Zunxu ’s imperial palace, which had never been favored, and led a few disciples to investigate, just for her enjoyment Opportunity.

These days, she almost calls her disciples to serve herself, sometimes even three or five people at the same time, can be described as very satisfied.

I have to say that compared with several people in the library, this pair of bitter lives are lucky. At the very least, they still return to the west after enjoying their lives.

The sturdy, disciple-like disciple came down from the master and immediately felt something wrong. Looking back, he immediately noticed that there was an extra murderous man in the room with heavy restrictions.

"Taoyou, don't be vocal. You can take the materials here ..."

He was startled, thinking that the ugly thing had been bumped into. This little uncle stole people. In fact, many people in Dongtian knew it well, but once they were caught in bed, it was different.

Seeing that man shook his fingers with a smile, a flame suddenly struck like a fire dragon. This was the last picture he saw in his life. He also vowed that he had never seen such a hot flame in this life, even better than a spar. The flames were still burning ten thousand times.

The little girl opened her beautiful eyes and saw the picture of the hoe's flesh being burned to ashes, Jin Dan being plundered and extinct. She screamed immediately. The cry was not as charming as it was just now, but full of panic. But this is also the last sound she made in her life.

Jiang Tian's face was calm. She took Jin Dan's hand and took a photo, her heart was a little depressed.

He saw that there was a high prohibition here, and thought he was hiding some big man. He thought that there was Yuan Ying and even the Hua Shen big man sitting in the town, and then he came to snipe, but he didn't expect that there were only two wild birds.

Jiang Tian swallowed the soul and glanced around, and in the end, the spirit locked the mountain where the alchemy hall was located.

There is a half-step **** who is sitting and practicing hard. At his door, this person is the master of alchemy.

In fact, the alchemy hall is in a very tight position in any Zongmen cave, after all, there are too many resources under control. Generally, it is controlled by Dongtian's immediate family members.

At this point, the Shuiyuedong Heavenly Pillow is ready to be used, and it can be said that all members are soldiers.

However, this kid actually practiced in a safe way, without performing defense and reconnaissance tasks. It can also be seen that this person is loved by Dong Tian and has a good identity.

"Finally find a half-step God, according to the agreement with Ji Tao, half-step God is worth five hundred foundations, and you are up!"

There was a smile of Mori Han in the corner of Jiang Tian's mouth.

He stepped out of the restraint as if to command Yan Luo, and flew silently towards the alchemy hall.

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