Banished Disciple’s Counterattack

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After Hongchen Xue left, Ye Chen trembled.

Although he didn't move before, he knew everything. He didn't respond in the slightest, and was madly impacting the perfection of Zhuntian.

However, the door that seemed to be farther away than the dream in front of him was finally difficult to cross. He begged God more than once and could give him a chance, but everything was so cruel.

boom! boom! boom!

Nan Chu was still shrouded in roar.

Overlooking the heavens and the sky, the demons are raging like tides, and the eyes are filled with war.

I didn't know how long it took before I heard the booming and shouting and killing.

This **** battle that lasted for nine days, finally came to an end for a while, Brother Dachu, once again repelled the attack of the demon.

Of course, for this reason monk Dachu also paid an extremely tragic price. The real bones became mountains and blood flowed into the river.

Da Chu's sky was still dim, and there was no light.

The dark night, the **** wind roared, and the chill was extremely cold.

Stop, stop me!

Below the walls of Nanchu City, there was a roar of low roars, and there was a whimper in the roar.

It was Ryuichi, full of blood and tears, dripping with blood and bones, holding Murong's wonderful heart, which was also dripping with blood.

She was hurt too much, her eyebrows were pierced, Shenhai collapsed, her soul was severely damaged, and the soul's fire was dying very close.

"What are you doing, I don't like you." Looking at Long Yi, who was full of blood and tears, Murong smiled tiredly, and there was blood pouring out of her mouth, and the eyes like water were constantly dim.

"Stop, stop me." Ryuichi is still roaring, like a helpless child, he can get the mercy of God, the **** eyes are hazy, and the power of the dragon's soul is poured into Murong Miao's heart madly, hoping to Stop her unceasing vitality and save her life.

Seeing this, Murong Miaoxin smiled tiredly again, and her beautiful cheek was finally buried in his arms. If she was tender, she murmured softly, "If you can meet again in the next life, please marry me ... . "

Her words gradually faded away, and the beautiful eyes like water also shed the last glance.

what....!

The dragon yelled in the sky, tore his heart and lungs, and made a sound of heaven and earth.

what.....!

His roar sounded like an echo and was a hysterical growl.

Looking away, it was Dragon Five, which was also full of blood and blood, and also holding a **** woman: Oriental Jade Spirit.

Dongfang Yuling also died, just like Murong's wonderful heart, for the person holding her, promised the next life, all hope that the next reincarnation, can be a mortal, can be an ordinary couple.

what....!

In the dark night, the roar became the only sound in the world.

Below the city walls, there are **** figures, Yang Dingtian, Wind No Trace, Dao Xuan Reality, Da Chuan, Heng Yue Real People, Heng Tian Heavenly Man, Li Daotong, Huang Shi Real People .... This battle, Heng Yuezong High-level, almost annihilated.

Build walls!

After all, Ji Ningshuang whispered softly and spread throughout the city walls of Nanchu.

The cruelty of the war, no one left the slightest painful time, everyone has to wipe their tears, to meet the next crueler war.

On the wall of Nanchu City, the smoke was permeating, and the battle flag of Dachu was broken. Looking up, a lot of familiar figures were missing. Their blood was stained on the wall of Nanchu City.

The cold wind whistled, blowing the land wantonly.

Da Chu, is there any hope?

Poria smiled tiredly, her pale cheeks crooked slightly on the old man's shoulder.

Have!

The old man of Zhuge is once and for all serious, the vicissitudes of laughter, the tenderness of laughter, and the many vicissitudes of this vicissitudes of life. The tenderness of Poria finally rested on his shoulder. They are all white-haired. If there is no war, this will be a late romance.

kill! Kill me!

The war was so cruel and short-lived, it was finally broken.

The demon army culled again, and culled to the south Chu city wall.

Seeing this, both the male and female monks who secretly wiped away their tears, hurt themselves, and were destined for three lives, stood up at this moment, clenched the blood-stained killing sword, and rushed to the city wall again.

boom! boom! boom!

The battle began instantly, and the roar rang through the dark night.

This time, the demon's attack was very fierce. Each one was like a madman. When one fell, another one rushed up.

The city walls of Nanchu were broken again, and more than three hundred thousand miles of city walls were breached in more than a dozen places. I do n’t know how many demons rushed in.

boom! boom! boom!

The five territories of Nanchu also have such a booming sound. The portals of the teleportation are descending, and the demon soldiers like the tide will be washed out, bloodthirsty, and swallowed up a lot of good rivers and mountains.

This battle lasted for three days.

Monk Dachu died countless times, and I do not know how many times he repelled the Tian Mo attack.

The corpses became mountains and blood flowed into the river, and the sorrowful roar rang through the entire Nanchu. They were all **** tears, holding their loved ones and crying, hoping that they would survive.

Night, once again fell into silence.

boom!

I don't know when I asked a loud bang.

That's the direction of the Tianting headquarters. From afar, there is a lot of light, the golden spirit is thin, there are avenues intertwined with the avenue, the visions of the four great beasts are intertwined, and it looks extraordinarily dark at night. Bright.

Breakthrough?

Everyone of Brother Dachu looked at that side.

Breakthrough?

In the hall of Tianxuanmen, Donghuang was too impatient with their breath, and his excited body was shaking.

interesting!

In the northwest of Cangyuan, the demon Emperor smiled faintly, as if he could also see the scene of Tianting headquarters.

broken! Break me!

In the night, Ye Chen's roar sounded like a thunderous thunder.

He bears Jin Guangshenhui, ascends to the sky, punches through nothingness.

Suddenly, in the emptiness of the uncle, a light door appeared, and across the door, the perfect heaven was achieved.

kill!

Ye Chen was so zealous, his whole body was burning like fire, like a godsman, went straight to the gate of light, one step seemed to span a period of ancient years, and one foot entered the gate of light.

Of course, he only stepped in one foot, and before the second stepped in, Jiuxiao, a thunder came down.

puff!

On the spot, Ye Chensheng's body broke apart, and he flew out from the sky above the sky, like a meteor falling, and the whole body of the god's glory was also falling, annihilating again and again.

Failed, he failed, not to himself, but to heaven. That thunderous thunder is the condemnation of heaven. At the last moment he was about to break, God gave him a heavy blow.

Boring! Boring!

The Emperor of Emperor smiled abusively, holding his cheeks in his hands, and fell into a false state.

Asshole! Asshole!

In Tian Xuan Men, the senior quasi-empires pointed at their hands and scolded Heaven, "You are really ruthless, you are really ruthless!"

Donghuang's heart was too tense, and his tight body relaxed for a moment, like a discouraged ball, his face was extremely pale, and there was no energy at all. Ye Chen lost, and Da Chu also lost. Da Chu If it fails, Tianxuanmen will lose, Tianxuanmen will lose, and the heavens and earth will also lose.

boom!

In the roar of Tian Xuan Men, Ye Chen's falling body crashed and crashed a towering giant mountain.

And as he fell to the ground, the light gate of the imaginary sky slowly dissipated.

Among the chaotic rubble, Ye Chen staggered up, a pair of blood-colored eyes, glaring at the sky, if he hadn't lowered the condemnation at the last second, he would have been perfect at this moment.

boom!

Above Jiuxiao, the roar reappeared, Ye Chen's glare seemed to provoke God to anger.

On the spot, Ye Chen spit out blood, and his soul was severely wounded, and a crack was cut by the heavenly condemnation, which instantly became a road injury.