"jingle……"

With a crisp but particularly harsh ringtone sounded, a violent magic appeared.

The magic was rushed into Zonglu's body and instantly dispersed the raging sword qi in his body. Then, the bell came out of his hand, greeted the storm, and turned into a transparent black bell in the blink of an eye. He was covering Zonglu.

"Dang Dang!"

The sword light hit, the black bell pause is now finely crack, but it is just taken out with Zong Lu, but it has not been completely broken.

In the moment of landing, the black bell changed back to its original appearance, and flew back to Zonglu's hands.

Zong Lu, who quickly crawled from the ground, quickly took out the healing and wounded Ling Dan. After crushing, he pressed it at the wound. He couldn't care about Zhao Mingyuan theory, but had a heartwarm, and put his eyes in the direction of the dragon dragon soul.

Not just him, everyone present was all at a little attention, and he could feel that a breath that was completely different from the dragon dragon soul was brewing in the air.

It was just the intangible breath that made the wind in the sky stirred, making all the monks present feel uneasy.

In just a few breaths, it is like everyone.

The third time in the dragon opened the mouth for the third time. This time, it was not the sword light, but a graceful, cold pride, and the country like the ice palace fairy.

The body is in the air, Shen Miao's eyes are cold, and the powerful cultivation is shrouded in the entire ten miles of galleries.

The complete cultivation of the Jindan period is the realm, coupled with the ability to absorb an inheritance stone statue. Only with the breath, everyone can clearly perceive that her strength has surpassed the two most powerful devils of Ning Yuanqi and Feng Heyi

build.

"Brother Qi, I thought you and my strength, and it was already a ceiling in the Jindan period. I didn't expect ... This person can improve the strength to such a level!"

"After all, it is a successful inheritance skill of the Yuan infant period. If it is not too hasty, only one is needed, it can help her successfully crosses the infant period."

"Even so, with her strength now, it only competes with those half -step infant who failed to cross the robbery at that time, and may not be sure? In addition, she has a restraint for you and me.

It seems that it is difficult to deal with this person today! "

"It's okay! She broke through, and the realm of repairing was not stable. The opportunity will be used to move.

Try to do it. ""

Ning Yuanqi and Feng Heyi quickly exchanged their eyes. In a few words, the two had already cared about it.

"Damn! Unexpectedly, it would be a step away after all. If it wasn't for Nasu's twelve interference, it affected the emotions of the emperor, and the strength of the dragon soul body was not affected.

"The emperor's mind is still not stable enough, not enough !!!"

Zhao Mingyuan opened his eyes, and only for a moment, he wanted to come back to the reason.

The dragon devoured it with the inheritance of the stone statue. The two sides co -produced the power of inheritance. But the result was obvious. Affected by his emotional, the strength of the dragon dragon soul was greatly reduced, and naturally failed to compete for Shen Miaoyin.

And all of these originists ...

Turning his head and swept over the twelve glances on the ground, Zhao Mingyuan's strong killing was sprayed with thinness.

The hatred of killing his son and the revenge of destroying the plan made him hate the bones of Su Shi. He was so angry that he was so angry that it was difficult to extinguish the water of the world.

At this moment, Zhao Mingyuan wished to remove Su Twelve and then quickly!

But now Shen Miaoyin is strong again, obviously he will not give him this opportunity.

Take a deep breath, and when he saw Shen Miaoyin coming out, he was busy stabilizing the breath of the whole body. Zhao Mingyuan was angry in the heart. When he tried to communicate with the dragon and dragon soul, he planned to take the opportunity to take back his three -product method with swords.

But Zhenyuan just moved, a touch of bright sword light came into the corner of the eyes.

Shen Miaoyin, who was suspended, quickly calmed the breath of the whole body and converged. Then, Shen Miaoyin Fei Jian came away from the fire Xuan Bing Sword, hovering aside.

I saw her ten fingers lightly bomb, her hands quickly stamped, and she suddenly took one palm, patted on the dragon soul next to her.

The next second, the dragon dragon soul trembled violently.

However, in the blink of an eye, the dragon dragon soul melted a thick cloud and mist. The clouds fogged, and went straight to the fire Xuan Bingjian. At a amazing speed, it was not amazing.

Very open, the clouds disappear, and the fire Xuanbing sword exudes bright light. The Huanghuang is like the sun, and the gloriousness. The sword meaning exudes the degree of horror, making all the monks with the sword trembling slightly.

And next to Huohuang Bingjian, a dark blue sword was stripped out of the dragon soul of the dragon and hovering in the air. It is Zhao Mingyuan's own flying sword, the three -product magic weapon black dragon sword.

Lost the positive body of the dragon dragon soul, the dark blue long sword spirituality decreases, but after all, it is a magic weapon, and it still looks amazing. A trace of heart blood.

"So Shen Miaoyin! I dare to win the emperor's dragon and dragon soul, this account, the emperor's record is released !!! Black Dragon Sword, come back !!!"

Seeing that the soul of the dragon dragon blinked by Shen Miaoyin, Zhao Mingyuan widened his eyes, and his eyes were angry.

Feeling the Black Dragon Sword, which is connected to his own heart, Zhao Mingyuan's face was dark, and he tried to communicate with the flying sword. He had to take back the flying sword. Without the dragon dragon soul, it was already a heavy loss.

But the Black Dragon Sword Move.

"Since the Lord Zhao Long sent these swords, how can Shen Miaoyin laugh without laughing!"

Shen Miaoyin's cold eyes were cold and frosty, and the cold sound sounded.

He waved his sleeves, and another strange real Yuan fell on the dark blue sword body. Zhenyuan contains a sharp sword, and he was wiped out for a moment, and the long sword was also included in the pocket.

At the same time, Zhao Ming was trembling slightly, his breath fluctuated, and a trace of blood slipped from the corner of his mouth. It was not only because the blood of the master was wiped out by the center of the center, but also because of anger.

The dragon dragon soul, but it costs to find it by itself, and its value is not under the Black Dragon Sword, which is not the three magic weapons.

But now, the Sanpin Magic Black Dragon Sword has become the opponent's pocket, and the dragon dragon soul is also absorbed by the opponent's flying sword! Make a wedding dress for others!

Both nails are embedded in blood, and anger is not enough to describe his emotions at this moment.

"Okay! Okay! Your guts, really let the emperor look at it!"

"But what can you do even if you cultivate a breakthrough? Even if you can't kill you today, the emperor will let the three monks be killed !!"

Zhao Mingyuan's face was cold, and he called three good words, and his eyes flashed with a vicious gaze.

The thoughts are intertwined in my mind, and the more I really want to get angry. It can become a emperor. Whether he is mentally or strong, it is top. It can be today. "

"Let the three monks be killed? Zhao Long really feels that at this moment, can you still block me?"

Shen Miaoyin said indifferently, reappeared in the fog in her body, and shrouded her body.
Chapter completed!