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third defender

"Zheng..."

A touching sound of piano came from the nine heavens, as if to clarify all the troubles in the world.

With the sound of the piano, the white light dissipated, revealing hundreds of thousands of frost people, dyeing the entire earth into silver white, which was extremely spectacular.

On the chariot, Ying Zheng, who was unscathed, saw this scene and his eyes shrank. The hundreds of thousands of subordinates he relied on collapsed in a blink of an eye. The power of the immortal was so terrifying that he never expected.

"Zheng..."

Another sound of piano, unlike before, was sometimes as fast as thousands of troops galloping, sometimes as slow as flowing water, sometimes as gentle as whispers, sometimes as high-pitched and tall as towering mountains. In such piano sound, the frost on hundreds of thousands of frosty people fell off and restored their original appearance. Because of their loss of balance, they all fell to the ground.

For a moment, the exclamations came one after another, and the chaos was extremely chaotic.

"Zheng..."

The sound of the piano sounded for the third time, quiet and wonderful, like a clear spring washing away the dirt from the soul of every person in the world.

Hundreds of thousands of people at the scene suddenly became quiet. The power of the piano sound came to this point.

In the breeze, the flag swayed. Ying Zheng, who was standing on the chariot, looked up at the air and whispered: "Sir Immortal, listen to me. The inheritors of the Eternal Dao Sect chosen by the Immortal Immortal this time include a large number of people who are hostile to the Empire. I am worried that these people will endanger the Empire in the future. Since the Immortal Immortal Immortal Impressed, I would like to ask the Empire to join the struggle for inheritance."

As soon as Ying Zheng said this, the people from all walks of life nearby became noisy.

"The legend is indeed true, spiritual stones, immortal medicines, and the inheritance of the Taoist Sect of the Longevity"

"So, the invitation to the formation is to test us."

"If I had known this, I should have joined the camp earlier and missed a great opportunity."

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Ying Zheng looked at the noisy people, and a hint of mockery appeared on the corner of his mouth. These people were delayed by fear these days, and when he heard him clearly speak out the inheritance of the Taoist Sect of the Eternal Life, it became this virtue.

If the formation was not too powerful and needed people from various schools of thought to open the way, he would not have been so straightforward.

"Immortal Chief, I want to send the Yin-Yang family's Grand Semin and Shao Siming to break through the flames and ice formations that have not yet been cracked, please allow it."

Ying Zheng shouted to the sky with a serious expression.

People from various schools of thought looked at the sky curiously. The scene of the immortal leader sweeping across thousands of troops just now was so shocking!

A dazzling golden word appeared in the dim sky.

"allow"

After receiving a clear reply, Ying Zheng glanced at the back, and a cold flashed across his solemn face.

"Dashiming, Shaoshiming, don't let me down."

Two beauties with their own strengths came over. They were tall and charming. They were dressed in red. Their hands became as red as flames because they practiced the secret technique of Yin and Yang - Yin and Yang Handprints for many years, and they showed strange silver patterns. Their nails were as dark as ink, which was extremely strange.

He has a petite figure and delicate figure, covering his face with a veil, and his beautiful eyes are full of indifference.

More than a dozen elderly people from the hundreds of schools opposite him saw that the emperor sent the Yin-Yang family's Dasiming and Shaosiming, and after a while of negotiation, they selected two of them.

"Confucianism, Zhang Liang"

"Mo family, big hammer"

Two people, one in front and one behind, walked out of the crowd. The one in front was wearing a light blue robe, graceful and graceful, giving people a feeling of spring breeze. The one in the back was naked and dark, burly, with a muscle like black iron casting, shining with the beauty of power under the setting sun.

"In the next Zhang Liang"

"Get a big hammer"

Zhang Liang is the third leader of Confucianism, and his martial arts are extraordinary. Everyone present admires it very much. The big iron hammer makes many people dissatisfied with the younger generation. In their opinion, the Mo family was not trapped in the Afang Palace, so they were thieves. Moreover, the formation was full of dangers and was not suitable for bulky such as the big iron hammer.

"The big hammer is not good, we are asking for a better replacement of the Thunder Pit."

"Swap the Thieves"

"Swap the Thieves"

Among the hundreds of schools of thought, one of the dozen elderly people walked out and said in a deep voice: "The agile person already has Zhang Liang, and the big hammer has a great power. In the mysterious formation, it can serve as Zhang Liang's help."

This person's words caused the elderly to nod their heads frequently.

"This statement makes sense"

"It's very much my wish"

"One light and one heavy, complement each other"

The younger generation just complained, and saw that the elderly had made up their minds, so they didn't dare to say more.

So the representatives of various schools of thought: Zhang Liang, the Big Iron Hammer.

Ying Zheng’s representatives: Grand Semin Ming, Shao Semin Ming.

With the strange eyes of countless people, they entered the endless Afang Palace, which was pavilions, towers and halls. Under the intentional guidance of someone, two groups of people came to the mysterious flames and ice formations at the same time.

Unlike last time, there was no direct channel to the ice array in the vast sea of ​​fire.

Faced with such a difficult situation, the two groups of people could not see any concern.

Soon, a giant monster entered the flame array and appeared in the air.

"Suhu Bird in the Mechanism"

Zhang Liang, a big hammer, jumped into the air, as if he was about to fly directly into the sea of ​​fire.

At the same time, another behemoth entered the flame array and appeared in the sky shining in the evening sunset.

"Mechanism Bat"

The Grand Semin and the Shao Semin also soared into the air and landed on the bats in the mechanism.

When the two sides were racing forward and flew over the hot sea of ​​fire, the Suzaku and the Bat of the Mechanism approached. Dashiming took the lead and attacked Zhang Liang without success. Then the two sides fought fiercely, and the wind broke out.

As time goes by, a battle that was almost invincible became a little different because it was all in the air.

Suddenly a red shadow fell from the sky and disappeared in the sea of ​​fire. It was not who Dashiming, who coexisted with charm and viciousness!

Zhang Liang, who was standing in the metropolis, was holding Lingxu's sword, looking shocked. He never expected to defeat Dasiming. For some reason, he always felt that Dasiming had gone on purpose!

"Mr. Zhang San, we are here"

The big hammer shouted, pulling Zhang Liang back to reality, just as the mechanism of Suzaku fell. The two of them flew into the air without saying a word and landed in the snowy world.

Boom...boom...

Two giants crashed to the ground, one was the Suzaku, and the other was the Bat.

Shao Siming, who was covered with a light veil, flew out of the air for a distance and landed under the iceberg with cold eyes. Da Siming accidentally fell into the sea of ​​fire without causing her to have any emotional fluctuations.

Da Tie Hammer and Zhang Liang bullied themselves and said, "Shao Siming, there are no trees here, and your thousands of leaves and flowers cannot be used."
Chapter completed!
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