In the center of the vulture group that covers the sky, there is a huge owl -like monster.
Its face is like a ghost face with a lot of water and color stripes.
The appearance of some things is fierce, but the temperament is docile.
But things like ghost face doves are just the kind of fierce appearance and more vicious temperament.
In the east of Yunqin, there is a small town named tree hoarding. All people in the town and the people who pass the town have been killed and turned into a huge open -air cemetery. Even a batch of army to investigate.
Go back, and when many practitioners and more troops go, they find out that they have occupied the town for more than 20 days and killed thousands of people.
The prey just chased the ghost face dove in this small town.
At this moment, the ghost dove in the vulture group is still fierce, so that all the vultures around the surrounding v for been there are dozens of meters away. However, for the iron -cast figure standing on it
Any resistance.
Its neck is covered with a black and red collar, and the inside is compatible with tightened sharp teeth. The chain that connects this collar is in the hand of the iron casting figure on its back.
This collar can be tightened at any time, the teeth are pierced into its neck, and even the entire head of its skull is cut off.
Those who can control monsters naturally give people a stronger feeling.
The Wen Renyue standing on it is the ruthless cold and cold.
Nympho
Between heaven and earth, a thin black mark suddenly appeared.
Just like an invisible giant knife suddenly cut out of the ground, the horror power with the horror, cutting the sky with a crack.
Wen Ren Cangyue's dark and dark eyebrows raised up like two knives.
In his perception, this thin black mark is a night fall.
At the moment of the next moment, he made a loud sound, the broken seven magic sword flew out of his sleeves, flying out a few feet with the silent force that came.
The Qiyao Magic Sword made a harsh friction in the air.
Mars splash.
Numerous vultures were sorrowful and cracking, feathers and flesh flew in the air like rain.
Wen Renyue's eyes suddenly became brighter.
A chain rolled out of his sleeves.
Just listening to a roar, a dark golden metal arrow was drawn by his chain into countless metal wires. With the wind, countless bright lines in the sky.
The tip of the hearing Cangyue was somewhere on the back of the ghost face dove.
The ghost dove made the unpleasant crying sound, and began to drop rapidly.
Nympho
Wen Ren Cangyue was forced to fall.
Starting from the earliest saints who felt the stabbing earth, he had already felt a little wrong.
And now the raid of these two arrow lights has completely understood that their conspiracy for the Qingyu College has become an ambush carefully designed by the other party.
He knows that only the big black and small black of the college can shoot that two arrows.
Even if he has a mount like a ghost face dove, even if he blocked the combination of the two arrests, he was very clear that when the other party had such two arrowers, the only result he stayed in the air was that
shoot down.
He was forced to fall.
As a result of being forced to fall, it means that he cannot escape, and he can only face the ambush carefully designed by the other party.
It's just that his face is still cold and powerful, but he has a trace of irony.
He is confident and powerful.
Especially after getting Hui Lingdan, he is like a person who has to squat down, but stands up again ... At this moment, his faith and feelings are permeated in the body, which is stronger than ever.
He did not expect that he would fall into the ambush of Lin Xi and others.
He did not expect that a great master would appear.
It's just that he is very clear that after killing so many purgatory practitioners, it is absolutely impossible to survive.
He is also very clear that Yun Qin has only so many powerful practitioners.
So even if he fell into an unfavorable situation, he still had great confidence in killing Lin Xi in turn.
"I didn't want to give you too much time. Since you send it to your door, I will just send you on the road."
Looking at the place of the second arrow, he said coldly in his heart.
Nympho
Lin Xi looked at the ghost face dove in the sky like a meteor, and nodded calmly at Bian Linghan beside him.
From now on, for him, what he wants to do is very simple. As long as the soul power of all of them is smashed on Wenren Cangyue.
Bian Linghan's three fingers challenged the three strings of Dahei.
The power of her soul and the power of the mirror and the mermaid of the mirror was poured into the three string of Dahei.
At this moment, there were many pictures in her mind.
She thought of Jiang Yuer, who stopped breathing next to her, and thought of Meng Bai who jumped off the cliff.
In the Bingling of that year, when Lin Xi died in Changsun Wujiang and Jiang Yu'er, he died on the verge of death and fell into the deepest coma. Therefore, the unforgettable picture she saw was more than Lin Xi who saw the unforgettable pictures. Even
Lin Xi, who wanders the edge of death, is not saving personnel, is also one of the unforgettable pictures in her mind.
She misses countless tents on the shore of Lingxia Lake.
Missing in Qingyu College, a bunch of people gathered beside the fire.
Countless beautiful pictures and countless bad things that make her unforgettable. At this moment, all of them have become murderous and hate, condensed in this arrow.
Her entire skin's skin was split, and the blood was stained with the whole sleeve.
Wen Renyue's pupils contracted instantly, and the Qi Zhen magic sword screamed, and Li Xiao beheaded him behind him.
At the same time, the two souls shocked from his feet, and the ghost face dove under him for a few meters.
Just listening to a roar, countless light and shadow are dark, the Qiyuan magic sword stubbornly worn out of the water mist and faint black light.
Then, then
However, the chain of the chain of the finger and the ghost dove of Wen Renyue also shocked at this moment.
The ghost face doves obliquely and landed.
Wen Ren Cangyue is tens of meters in the air, and it is earlier than the ghost face dove.
"Ka!"
Wen Renyue's feet stepped on the ground.
His military boots cracked.
The ground was depressed centered on him, the dust shook up, and the mud and rocks were squeezed between the mud and rocks, making a layer of broken sound.
His knees were slightly bent.
There is also a sound of skeletal fragmentation in the knee.
Bian Linghan's arrow power is enough to threaten him. In order to prevent his mounts and ghost face dumpling under power, he landed in this way. Without sufficient soul power in his legs, he
The knee bones inevitably have broken cracks.
It was just that he didn't even have a painful look on the face of Cangyue's face.
His body is still like iron casting, without any tremor.
He knew that in this battle today, his body could not be damaged.
For someone like him, it is always his soul power.
So from the beginning of this battle, he adopted the way of fighting as much as possible with his body's injuries.
Only such a cold and confident strong will adopt this way of fighting.
Just the moment the ground landed, Wen Renyue saw Lin Xi and others, "It's just you, you want to kill me?"
He Lin Xi and others sneered.
"Unexpectedly, your injury has been recovered, so you can use your soul power." Lin Xi frowned, and said with a sneer.
Wen Ren Cangyue rarely talk nonsense, but at this moment facing Lin Xi, he did not immediately do it, just squinting his eyes slightly: "You must be disappointed."
"Now that you come here, it doesn't matter if you don't recover." Lin Xi shook his head peacefully: "The disappointment must be you, why don't you be disappointed, why don't you have a delay time, you don't need to delay time,
Those elders of Purgatory Mountain will never come over. "
"No one comes, I can kill you."
Wenren Cangyue sneered.
At the moment of the sound, his Qiyuan Feijian made a horrible roar, turning into a vortex of flying in the air, rushing towards Lin Xi.
At this moment, he and Lin Xi and others have a distance of more than four hundred steps.
In this distance, the average imperial sword saint cannot be the royal sword at all.
He is best at close -ups, but at this moment, his flying sword is directly spanning four hundred steps and stabbing Lin Xi.
He has always been the most fighting master in this world. Under such a distance, when Bian Linghan couldn't do it, others could not hit him at all.
However, at the moment his flying sword flew out, his dark black eyebrows frowned suddenly.
A cold sword light flew out of the forest behind Lin Xi with an indescribable atmosphere.
Lin Xi pursued the three string of Dahei at this moment.
A sound of a sound.
Black light accurate impact on the Qiyuan flying sword.
And the next moment, the sound of this should not be intermittent, and it has been constantly continuing.
Because although no one knows how Lin Xi can accurately hit the speed of the seven -曜 flying sword he perceived, the Seven Age Flying Sword is just this slow, and the cold sword light flying from the forest has been intercepted.
The Qi Qi Magic Sword, in this interest, I don't know how many times I collided.
And every time you hit, the cold sword light is doing your best.
This impact is completely like a royal sword saint. She is hitting the body of another imperial sword saint with her body.
Wen Ren Cang Yue coughed lightly, and the corner of his mouth coughed with blood.
All the leaves in the woods were crushed by the strong sword gas and vitality, exposing the figure of Nangong Weiyang.
Nangong Weiyang's nostrils are also dripping blood, but her face is serious and calm, just like the expression of students in private schools in a serious plagiarism.
Wen Ren Cangyue can take the way of fighting her soul power as much as possible with her own body, she can also. She can also.
And under the use of such a combat method, when she heard that Cangyue, it was no longer possible to save her soul power.