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Chapter 171 The Art of Peace(1/2)

Chapter 171

Author: Old Moon Puppet

Chapter 171

"Well! Demon Dao Na Na !!"

Whether or not to tear away a piece of paper easily broke the Taoist obstacles stopped in front of him. Whether Wu Mu immediately captured Yu Ji in a black robe.

Several knives were split in the shaking space.

Knife Broken Demon, Taizhen Demon!

The lock -ups of Yu Ji squeezed their legs expressionlessly.

"Wind."

The flat ground suddenly blown the wind, the whistling wind flew the sand and stones, turning into infinite resistance, and the endless power of the pervasiveness was very effective to block the mourning of the Benba.

Whether your feet leave the ground, do you immediately feel the feeling of being overturned?

That's not the illusion. At that moment, the mourning of the qi and blood was keenly captured. There were at least five kinds of aura hidden in the windy storm.

Further suppression.

That's the favorite of Taoist priests.

When paying the warrior, the power of endless heaven and earth consumes the blood and blood of the warrior, and then slowly clean up the dishes.

In just five hundred meters, in the storm, it is just a sky -high!

Just one spell is obviously not the limit of Ji.

His pinch's legs were dexterous, and at the same time, the slightly nodded mouth spit liquid was a monster. The syllable resembled the dialects in the southern Fujian area.

There are rain when there is wind.

The wind helps rain!

The mourning of mourning in the madness of the madness, when I looked up, I saw the natural prosperous scene in the madness. With his eyes, seeing the huge rainwater from the top of the sky, it seemed like whether it was in the Great Plains.

Yuanji saw that the rain and water rushed into a troops like thousands of troops!

A drop of rainfall falls on Wu Mourning.

‘So heavy !!’

The rain seemed to be wrapped in endless weight, and dropped to Wu Mourning's body, just like whether he was carrying a rockery, and in a blink of an eye, mourning was deeply suppressed into the muddy land.

It was quickly buried into the soil, and a irritable roar was issued.

Call the wind and rain!

The freehand Taoism shown by Yu Ji, who is indifferent, if Zhengyangzi is present, it will be the terrible part of Yu Ji.

Holding mourning with the legs, according to the strength of the ten -fold suppression of other ordinary martial arts, Yu Ji's legs were calculated, but did he look at the Shen family ancestral house in the distance.

It's almost almost, the living person's cornucopia brought him a surprise at first.

boom!!!

The countless soil sandstone was exploded! Yuanji splashed to Yu Ji's robe!

"Don't press the mountain with the mountain !!"

The mourning of the mourning mourning was like a thunder, and the fascinating figure Yu Ji flickered again. The real power armor that appeared layer by layer, with the operation of avoiding robbery, was originally like dozens of rockery pressing.

The weight of the weight was suddenly removed, and the nearby ground was blasted out of the huge deep pit!

"Very moving?"

Yu Ji's indifferent color finally changed a little.

East for a moment.

Boom !!!

A thunder suddenly exploded in the sky, and the thunderous fire that trapped the east accurately hit Wu Mourning. Yu Jidong closed his eyes consciously, but God's thoughts were surprised and captured.

Rushed out of Yu Bo, and poured directly in front of him.

East Yiji was mourned by mourning.

His !!

Yu Ji used the seven stars to cut into a few pieces in an instant, and he was in a very coal -dazzling and black breath.

For death?

"What is the hell?" Yu Ji's voice came from another direction. He stared at Wu Mourning with interest, and the sight was like a fanatical lunatic, and suddenly found a rare material.

"Is he my martial arts!"

Wu Ban took a sip of blood and spit it on the ground, carrying the seven -star Tai Ah again to the monster road again.

"My road is very interesting, Nantou Beidou, the number of heavenly machines, Zhenlong's body is a little auxiliary, the ground veins are favored. Do you want to be his guardian?"

Wu Mu is interesting. The inheritance he is carrying seems to be completely changed.

It turned into a shape that suits him.

"He is your father!"

The knife was overwritten, and the knife was drowned in an instant. At that time, Wu Mourning heard the system's prompts.

‘Robbing (Red) +6’

‘Dead?’

Whether Wu Bian frowned, that time was so easily slaughtered by himself in Ji? Sure enough, Wu Mourning's guess was correct, the wind stopped and stopped, but Yu Ji's voice sounded again, from the darkness in another direction,

A indifferent Yu Ji slowly came out. It seemed that it had just been split by mourning, so would he bid?

I was angry at the family's cordially enthusiastic greetings.

"Can't they talk well?"

"Of course, I stood there and didn't ask for a walk ..." Wu Bailu was in response, and he opened the door of the gods at a moment, and he generally appeared in front of Yu Ji!

Too fierce stabbing!

bite!!!

The sound of Jin Tiejiao seems to be fierce.

Behind Yu Ji's body, I didn't know when a huge masked faint shadow appeared. The virtual shadow head wearing a yellow scarf, there were four legs, and the legs were holding a sword and a halberd.

It blocked the assassination of Wu Mourning.

Taiping Square · Yellow Scarf Lishi!

Whether the mourning of Wu Mi first opened the gate of the gods for the first time, the strength was east in the situation where the comprehensive increase was east, and the pure power was suppressed. The strength of the four -legged power is probably.

Weapons, mourning in front of it, like trying to challenge the dwarf of the giant.

"It's stubborn, don't let me talk about it."

Unexpectedly, Wu Mu was enough to force himself to use that avatar, and Yu Ji decided not to accompany him to play with him.

"I happened to think so!"

I realized that Yu Ji's body seemed to not call the wind before the wind and rain, and Wu Bai smiled and urged Yinglong Zhenjia. The avatar in front of him made his soul of his warrior dry!

God's Gate! Twenty -seven layers Ying Long Zhenjia! Golden figure of the icon!

Ice muscles! Ten times qi and blood! Yinfu Tianmian intake, avoid robbery and savvy, to make full effort!

At least the martial arts savings of the martial arts at least for a century! Can I block it?!

It roared like a fierce beast, and Wu Mourning's free and rounded horizontal sword was split, as if begging to cut the four -legged power!

He can split in front of the mountain!

At the moment when he made full use of his strength, from the shining Beidou virtual shadow from the seven stars, he directly covered the dark moonlight of the sky.

Slowly, in fact, it fell into the weapon supported by the four -legged Lishi.

The collision between the two sides sank the wet land of 20 meters to the east.

The twenty -seven layer of mourning Ying Long Zhenjia burst into bursts, and the muscles of the whole person expanded, and the blood was sprayed out of the mouth.

The four -legged Lishi saw that there was no trauma, but the strength of the four weapons burst out in an instant. It is indeed enough to output the limit. That level of power, kill some of the weaker chickens.

No problem, it turned out to be mourned to the hard life!

"Oh! Come again!"

Wu Mourning wiped the saliva of the corner of his mouth, revealing the red teeth, and he rushed again! Yu Jilian controlled the four -legged power.

Every time the murderer and Lux ​​are output, the shocking sound of the shell explosion will be made together.

boom!

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom !!!
To be continued...
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