After the gorgeous cherry blossoms in Maoshan flew, countless disciples in Maoshan slowly got up, Sima Chengyu several Da Luo Jinxian, looking at the scarred Maoshan and the disappeared demon body, full of grief and panic.
The prestige of the Three Realms established by Maoshan's thousands of years was lost. Dantang Maoshan has suffered such shame. What is panicked is that the physical care of this demon is important and it is lost.
The scene was crying loudly.
Although Sima Chengzhen and others were sad and panic, they did not have a complete despair. At least many disciples in Maoshan were still there, and other powerful disciples were also all parties. Only when they called back, they could rejuvenate Mao Shan.
It will not be destroyed.
Although I don’t know who took away the body of the devil, from the perspective of the lightning of its imperial envoys, this Shenxiao faction can never escape.
"Boom"
At this time, a burst of strong roar broke out in the void, and the troops came from all thousands of horses.
The sound of the giant stepped on the ground shaking the earth. The sound slowly approached Maoshan, and the mountains were shaking.
Let the whole Maoshan faction just relaxed the mind suddenly and solemnly. Slowly approaching the horror footsteps, the disciples of the Maoshan Patrish became more terrifying and dignified, just like a big hand constantly pinched the minds of everyone,
Sima Chengzheng's heart was even more nervous, and his eyes were full of dignity. Looking at the void look, he started to be anxious. He had sent a signal for help to the Maoshan disciples elsewhere elsewhere.
It is dangerous. Now this horrible momentum and the atmosphere of the war of Chongxiao have made Sima Chengxuan have to be dignified. I don't know where the power dares to come here.
"boom!"
The sound is getting closer. In the incredible look of the disciples of Maoshan, there is a huge burst in the void, and countless exquisite wolf smoke rushes out, forming a horrible cloud and mist, covering the sky, countless vastness in the sophisticated wolf smoke.
The fist is floating, exuding a horrible power.
In this cloud, countless evil spirits burst, forming a terrible world of war.
In this boundless evil world, countless horrible blood gas forms a mighty dragon and flying in the evil spirit, exuding extremely strong masculinity. Like countless scorching suns, let countless monks' hearts shocked, horror is abnormal.
This horrible momentum and the small world of war are instantly *** the entire Maoshan, covering Maoshan in this vast horrible world. In this world, any spell will be weakened. Only strong body strength can be exerted here to play here.
In order to defeat everything perfectly.
In the sophistication of Chong Xiao, countless heavily worn armor, his hand holding a spear, and a fighter with a mask with a mask appeared sharply on Maoshan.
These soldiers look cold, with momentum, blood gas, and consistent pace, like a whole.
Siege the entire Maoshan, overlap, the surrounding is not dense. Slowly approaching the disciples of Maoshan. The small world formed by the boundless evil spirit in the void is stronger and stronger with the footsteps of these soldiers.
Press everyone.
"Datang martial arts!"
Looking at these suddenly appearing soldiers, Sima Chengyu's expression was full of unspeakable shocks, and a few words jumped out of anger. The words were full of anger and fear.
, I dare not act lightly.
Several big Luo Jinxian behind him looked shocked and frightened, and his face was incredible. Feeling the void, his pupils suddenly tightened.
These martial arts like ants dare to oppress Mao Mountain, and there are such powerful and horrible forces.
At this time, those disciples of Maoshan looked at these Datang soldiers, and they looked full of shock and fear. These are humans who have always regarded as ants.
Without waiting for the response of Mao Shan, a horrible sophisticated sophisticated smoke was rushed out of the army, and it was rushed out of the evil clouds and stirred the boundless wind and clouds.
Slowly, a punch is mighty, the whole body's blood is as masculine like a scorching sun, and the violent breath far beyond Wu Sheng is scattered with silver armor.
They are full of strong shocking power. Looking at some dull Maoshan disciples, glanced at it, and said coldly,
"Today, Maoshan's magic is rushing, the demon is flooding, and the Datang Weiyuan Army will be ordered to come to remove the demon! Maoshan disciples obey the order, otherwise the demon theory will be used, kill and don't talk about it!"
A cold glance made the disciples of Maoshan a cold, and suddenly these Maoshan disciples seemed to be stared at by a flood and bust, and a cold gas came out of the cervical spine.
This voice was overbearing and cold, without the slightest feelings, making Maoshan's disciples pass through a trace of coldness, as if being scratched by a sharp blade over the heart.
"Huh! Tiger Luo Luoyang was deceived by dogs. My Maoshan faction is now under great strength. You have been robbed by the fire, but how can Mao Shan's millennium base industry be shaken by ordinary people and other people! I can be killed, but I will never yield.
"
Sima Chengxuan looked at the countless Tang martial arts around him, and his disabled body slowly stood up, roaring sadly.
At this time, countless Maoshan disciples also woke up from the shock, and instantly understood that this Datang was the name of fake borrowing of monsters to regain and suppress Maoshan.
It is also sad and angry. Now Maoshan's strength has been greatly reduced, but it has been oppressed by these ordinary people and vulgar. What kind of shame is this? Instantly countless Maoshan disciples slowly stood up, and those who were seriously injured supported each other.
Looking at the boundless Tang sergeant, the roar of death,
"Ning death is unyielding!"
"Hum, dare to resist the dealers, do not kill!"
Weiyuan's military commander, Xu Jingye looked at countless disciples of Maoshan, felt their tragic and tragic atmosphere, and looked cold.
"kill!"
With Xu Jingye's words, countless soldiers drank coldly, and the spear sprays out. It is far away to point out these standing Maoshan disciples.
. The momentum that these tragic disciples are brewed, the town is destroyed, and the solid psychological line of defense collapses instantly. Originally, the look of death was desperate and down.
Looking at these tragic Maoshan disciples, Xu Jingye looked cold and full of disdain.
The war of the two armies, only victory or defeat, life and death. In their eyes, there were only life and death, victory or defeat. Other emotions were just the burdens of war. This time, Maoshan suffered a robbery.
How can you give up easily, and you have to establish your own forces for the twelve princes.
And the reason why these tragic Maoshan disciples in their hearts are so sad and indignant, not because they have always been captured by the mortals they have always regarded as ants, they have broken their vanity that they have always been proud.
But they did not know that they were also one of the mortals who were regarded as ants. For these guys who forgot their ancestors, Xu Jingye couldn't wait to kill them by themselves. What kind of mercy.
"action!"
"Hohohoho!"
Suddenly countless sergeants approached slowly, and the horrible momentum was shocked, and Mao Shan was constantly approaching Maoshan.
"Who dares to invade me Maoshan! Find to death!"
At this moment, there were countless gaps in the void, and a powerful Fu Yan carried a horrible momentum, passed through the world of war, and came to violent.
Looking at these powerful runes, the originally desperate Maoshan disciples were very happy, and Sima Chengyi, who had a pale face, was also a shock, revealing joy, knowing that Maoshan disciples in other places were rushing back sharply. As long as these disciples continue
Ratch back, Maoshan will not lose strength, and will not be humiliated by these human warriors.
"drink!"
There was a righteousness, a violent drink full of masculinity, and the void instantly sounded the void. A huge sweeping the sky like the rivers and rivers and rivers and rivers, and the runes were destroyed instantly.
Disciples of Maoshan.
"ah?!"
The original Mao Shan who was excited, the instant was dull, his pupils were condensed, and his eyes were full of horror and incredible. Sima Chengzheng's look was dull. I couldn't believe it was true.
In front of yourself. You can't believe it.
In the unspeakable and shocking eyes of Maoshan, a group of Confucian Confucianism wearing Confucian uniforms and solemn appearances slowly walked out. These great Confucianisms were solemn, and they were also indifferent.
There is a rigidity in the middle, with a strong light in the middle, and has an extremely strong light, which can compete with the sun and the moon.
As soon as these great Confucianism came out, the strong vast righteousness and strong educational atmosphere slowly burst out, and slowly radiated the entire Maoshan. Make the disciples of Maoshan who were originally disappointed and shocked, even more horrified.
When these great Confucianism appeared, a few powerful warriors in the void slowly appeared slowly from the clouds. These figures were long and horrible, and the fist was strong and strong, which was scattered in the sky, giving people a sense of horror like abyss.
The group of Confucianism was tightly guarded, and they were also staring at Sima Chengyu a few big Luo Jinxian, for fear that they would jump the wall in a hurry. These powerful warriors also made Sima Chengyi and others dare not move too much.
Suddenly, countless warriors poured into Maoshan like a tide, and the entire Maoshan was swept away. The disciples of Maoshan were quickly captured. Even the disciples with resistance were beheaded by the Thunder.
As for Sima Chengzheng and several seriously injured Da Luo Jinxian, they were taken away by those powerful warriors.
Later, the army retreated neatly and orderly, looking at a ruined Maoshan, the commander of the army, Xu Jingye, looked sinking, and suddenly drank it.
"My Datang Emperor Taizong is waiting for Sanmao Zhenjun in Chang'an!"
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