There is a dead silence around.

Everyone can't help but stunned.

In the Xianwu world, there are still some existence to defeat the existence of Xuan Ao, and there are still some ones. But if you can kill him, I am afraid that the number is even less.

Not only can it be able to kill Xuan Ao, but it can even let him be destroyed. It is estimated that there is only the existence on the second list.

Could it be that Chu Jingtian already has the strength to enter the second list of the immortal demon?

The Magic Martial Artists who watched the four weeks were all over the sea. They originally believed that once the pride, the Qinglong envoys, the three people of the Wushan River shot, this fierce land will inevitably become the other party's burial place.

But who knows is just the opposite.

Even Xuan Ao was killed!

"!"

Chu Jingtian hooked his right hand.

For a long time, a piece of fragments flew out of the blood of the blood and fell on his palm.

It is worthy of the fragments of the right hand of God, even if Xuan Ao's burned soda is destroyed, and there is no trace of leaving a little trace on this fragment.

"Sixty -half!"

Feeling the finger bones in the palm, Chu Jingtian secretly thought.

"Well?"

Just when Chu Jingtian was about to recover the Golden Lotus Terrace, it was found that the creation of Jinliantai was actually more and more prosperous in the blood of the blood. It permeated the blood sea of ​​the entire plain. It was at a speed that was visible to the naked eye, which quickly reduced it.

"Is this absorbing this blood sea, is it possible to evolve into eight -order?"

Chu Jingtian's heart moved.

Even in the Xianwu world, the congenital magic weapon is very scarce. Therefore, this Golden Lotus Terrace has been continuing to have been in the seventh -order position for a long time.

Nourishing, but if you want to reach the eighth level, I am afraid that it will not be done for hundreds of years.

However, I did not expect that today's battle with Xuan Ao has a sign of advanced.

Sure enough, when the last trace of blood was absorbed by the Jinliantai of the Create, a bright light broke out of the golden lotus platform. A surging and thick breath emerged directly from the lotus platform.

"this……"

The magic martial arts around the surrounding are even more dazzling.

Eighth -level congenital magic weapon!

In the entire Xianwu world, there are not many people who have such levels of treasures, and more people have just heard of it. Now that they actually appear in front of themselves?

After the income of the Jinlian Terrace was income, Chu Jingtian's gaze was swept away.

Bai Yu's paintings are excited to re -add.

Li Qiankun was excited again, and it was a pity. What was excited was that Chu Jingtian survived, and he didn't have to die. Unfortunately, he was afraid that he had to be a slave as a slave.

As for the other magic martial arts, there are only the fear.

Even Xuan Ao died in the hands of Chu Jingtian. Do these ordinary magic martial artists still have a way to live?

"Chu shocking the sky, the magic martial arts in the white bone, six or seven Chengdu gathered here, according to me ..." Bai Yu's eyes flashed, cold mang.

These magic martial artists are all carrying the existence of blood and depth.

"Lord Chutang, begging for my life, I am willing to go back ..." Shi Kaitian saw Chu Jingtian's eyes sweeping, and suddenly scared his scalp to make his scalp numb, and his head.

"Church Lord!" "Church Lord!" "Church Lord!"

The other magic martial artists were also trembling, and they kneeling to worship.

I'm afraid that the movement will be slow, and then I will follow Xuan Ao's dusty.

Looking at Bai Yu's painting full of killing, Chu Jingtian slowly shook his head, and a deep smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Don't worry, I still have these people still use it!"

"Since I want to live, I will give you a chance." Chu Jingtian glanced at the Magic Martial Artist who was kneeling in front of him.

All the bone creatures, and gathers all the pieces I got! "

"Don't think about running away and resisting, otherwise I will let you know what it means to live as life is better!"

"yes!"

Everyone trembled, and quickly leaned down.

Li Qiankun stood in awe, his face was complicated.

In the outside world, these magic doors are not stomping, and the magic door will vibrate. But now only humblely kneels in front of Chu Jingtian, praying for life.

Nympho

Xuan Ao died!

This news is almost at a lightning speed, and it quickly spreads throughout the whole fierce place. No verification is needed. Although many people did not witness the battle by themselves, the shocking vision broke out that day almost shrouded most of them.

A fierce.

For a long time, all the magic martial artists couldn't sleep at night.

Xuan Ao is the great care of the Magic religion. The status of the Demon religion in the magic door is equivalent to the Avenue Xianzong in the right path. Xuanao can become a great care, and it will definitely not be a fame.

What's more, his record of killing from the blood of the corpse mountains is the two.

But now it is beheaded, and the shape and spirit are destroyed. They have to let the magic martial arts in the fierce land shock.

at this time.

In front of the crushed mountains in the fierce place, the Qinglong Mida held a piece of fragments obtained from the white bone giant phoenix and asked:

"Do you say that Xuan Ao is dead? And it's still dead?"

Qinglong sat quietly on the white bone, the breath was like a mountain, as if a mad dragon who looked proud of the sky. In front of his body, he kneeling a monster disciple, and was crushed by this momentum.

"Green Dragon makes adults, I dare not deceive at all, and many people see that in that battle."

"Some other strong men are conquered by Chu Jingtian, and now he is being directed by those white bone creatures in the murderous land! I have hid far away because of their low strength and avoid the end of being slavered by Chu Jingtian.

. ""

"For now in the fierce land, people's hearts ... Everyone wants to invite Qinglong to make the adults come out of the mountain, kill Chu shocking!"

The Magic Martial Artist was sorrowful.

After Chu Jingtian's killing and proud, there was a great sign of unified the whole fierce place. Wherever he passed was, it was the wind and clouds. Those magic martial artists had to subdue this road, otherwise the shape and gods would be destroyed.

Bai Yu's paintings were at the exit of the fierce place, completely cut off the idea of ​​these magic martial arts.

So helplessly, they can only come to ask for help.

"What about Wu Shanhe? He also died?" Qinglong narrowed his eyes.

"I don't know, Lord Wu Shanhe has disappeared since Chu Jingtian's killing of the anger and bone dragon, and never appeared in the fierce place. Some people think he has left the murderous place ..."

The magic martial artist said honestly.

"It's gone?" Qinglong narrowed his eyes.

There is no doubt that Wu Shanhe is the most powerful of them, and the most mysterious one.

Qinglong always has a hunch. This Wushan River is brewing something ...

"Okay, in this case, then I will come for a while for a while!"
Chapter completed!