After hearing this weird voice, the disciples of Qingyangmen's disciples were inexplicably nervous.
Luo Lanqing and Chang Xianchang looked at each other, and they exposed the color of the alertness.
"Be careful!"
Chang Xian Chang solemnly reminded, and then the right -handed sword pointed at a half -circle in front of him. A little Mars came out of the fingertips and flew to the rich cloud fog to the source of the strange sound.
This point of Mars is burning and strong, almost a moment of dazzling light, burn the clouds and fog, showing a creature hidden in the strong cloud fog.
When the light shines from the outline of this creature, the disciples behind the two Qingyangmen fairy are stunned.
What appeared in front of everyone was a human -shaped monster with a large body like a hill with a pair of fierce scarlet giant eyes! "What?"
Someone screamed.
Chang Xianchang's face was instantly hacked: "It is the black blood corpse of the Magic Daozongmen Blood Sect!"
"Huh, the southwest of the Skin Sect is not a falling magic sect, and he dares to take the head to split a cup!"
Luo Lanqing's face is also a bit unsightly, because the displacement of Blood Shazong is equivalent to the black -blooded corpse that is equivalent to the renovation of the Yuanying period, which means that there must be the main combat power of Blood Sect nearby.
Although the Blood Shazong has declined, it still has the strength of Zhongliuzongmen. I do n’t know how many blood evils are hidden in the clouds and mist of this cracking Yun Valley.
And they only have two Yuan infant combat power, so Luo Lanqing and Chang Xianchang are not worried.
"roar!"
The black -blooded corpse, which was about five feet tall, yelled, accompanied by a strong smell, the whole devil swocked the mountains to everyone in Qingyangmen! "Master Luo, I blocked this black blood corpse,
You protect the disciples! "
Changxian said very quickly, sacrificing three flames surrounded by swords, attacking the black blood corpse.
Before Luo Lanqing said something to the disciples, he felt that a black gas struck in the cloud mist on the left. In the hurry, she could only sacrifice a colorful jade ring instrument.
The governance in the body is surging, and the cultivation of the sneak attack is slightly higher than her.
And the black qi appeared in this sneaky attack, it was actually a black arrow wrapped in strange magic.
The opponent did not hit, and a smiling laughed in the clouds and mist: "When will Qingyang Gate have a Yuan infant beauty?
Today, let me have no goodness to test the depth of the beauty, hehehe! "
This person launched an attack again and again. The small black arrow flew at high speed, and the clouds were surrounded by the surrounding clouds.
"Is there no good, and the elder of the Zongtang Blood Sect actually gives the shadow Demon Sect as a dog?"
Luo Lanqing ironically, driving the colorful jade ring constantly resisting the impact of small black arrows.
This hatred does not seem to be stimulated. It was such a satire by Luo Lanqing, and the offensive changed immediately, and immediately turned into an extreme play that hurt the enemy and damaged 800!
The monk, with a sneer and sneer in Chen Xuan and others attacked.
At the beginning of the attack, the disciples of Qingyangmen were caught off guard at the beginning. Chen Xuan had just repaired the previous Jindan period, and several disciples were injured and bleeding.
Then, then
No one knows how many magic monks are hidden in this endless cloud mist! In addition, the two fairy -long are suppressed by the opponent. These disciples of Qingyangmen have not been fighting for a long time.
This is the bloody and brutal life and death fight. The disciples of Qingyangmen have never encountered such battles at all, and the compete of the Demon Disciples usually compete in the Zongmen is extremely brutal, so it can adapt to the battle faster!
Smiling, laughing and laughter, the disciples of Qingyang Gate were almost fully defeated, and the Blood Shazong Magic Xiu began to harvest his life! Chen Xuan's side, the golden period of the Jin Dan period drove the two blood -colored long knives crazy
The fierce attack, even more proudly laughed: "How long can I look at you!"
From the perspective of Chen Xuan's other disciples, other Blood Sect, and they patted the magic Xiu horse that attacked Chen Xuan: "Brother Wanming is really amazing! The boy of the Qingyangmen gate has no power at all!"
"It's all the monks in Jindan, why is the gap so big!"
"Brother Wan Ming is not a general monk in the general Jindan! We have only three disciples for the generation of Blood Sect. Brother Wan Ming is one of the three!"
Listening to the touting of these younger brothers, Wan Ming's knife was even more fierce, but he chopped and found that it was a bit wrong.
How can this Qingyang Gate boy a much better defense than the ordinary Jindan period monk?
Under the fierce offensive of his two fifth -order magic weapons, the common Jindan period was defeated by his two -tier blood knife, and he was allowed to harvest the sperm blood.
And this Qingyangmen boy can only shock his blood knife again and again with a pair of shocks.
No right, a big wrong! Wanming's arrogant personality, but never faced, he found out that he was wrong, and he immediately injected the magic into the two blood knives.
Seeing that Wanming completely exploded the mana, it was almost testing the extreme combat power of this guy.
So he no longer adopted a conservative defense attitude, but condensed the body's strength to the right palm, covering the right palm on a layer of flames, and then screwed out from the right palm.
Firefire burning the marrow knife to launch, take the important part of Wanming's body! "Are you also playing with a knife?"
Wan Ming froze for a moment, and immediately revealed disdain.
Even the magic weapon is not used, how can I compare the two blood knives with his two blood knives?
Dedication and disdain, Wan Ming still cut out dozens of black knife light condensed from the magic gas in a moment, and went to Chen Xuan to pass through, completely swallowing Chen Xuan's fierce fire sword! Boom!
Right, Chen Xuan's fierce flame burning the marrow knife is like cutting melons and cutting vegetables, cutting dozens of black knife light, not entering Wanshou's chest! Next moment, Wan Ming's eyes widened, lowered his head to look at himself incredible.
A shocking blood cracks appeared on the chest. The blood was soaring from the cracks, and a long blood line was drawn in the air.
Immediately after that, the qi and blood in his body began to be burned uncontrollably, the kind of pain that could not be described as described in words made Wan Ming break his teeth to bear it! Of course, Chen Xuan did not leave Wan Ming for too long to taste this too well.
The pain of burning the blood marrow was in the eyes of many blood evils and magic. Wanming fell on the spot, and the corpse fell into Wanzhang Deep Valley! Chen Xuan's fiery marrow knife spiked the blood of the blood, the top three golds,
The disciples of Danqi shocked the audience, and the time of the blood of the blood was stagnant, while the disciples of Qingyangmen gained a breathing machine were even more spiritual!