Banished Disciple’s Counterattack

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boom! boom! boom!

The battle of the gods, the sky of the battle, the dim sky, and more light, but the light of destruction, reflecting the colors of the end, the chaotic space, the collapse did not heal again, the blood of the rain, stained red Qiankun composes a terrible picture.

"It's too strong." The heavens and the heavens looked up, staring at the heavens, each deity, like a bright sun, blooming a dazzling light, shining the time.

At this moment, Mo said the junior, even the quasi emperor's realm was stunned, and they are the same as quasi emperor, but they are different from the gods, only for the sake of watching the war, nobody dares to step forward.

"It's too strong." Not only the heavenly people, but also the Honghuang people, have the same look.

At a glance, the faces of Zhang Zhang were a little more dazed, and even the emperors of the tribe were no exception. It turns out that their first creatures in this world were far less amazing than later generations, and how strong their blood origins are. Less than a Tao's realization.

"The heavens must be destroyed." The emperor's hearts were cold, his eyes were cruel and bloodthirsty, only because the heavens and men had too much potential, such as the nine emperors, **** generals, and the four major sword repairs. It will change from time to time, such as bamboo shoots after the rain, being born frequently, the blood is not as good as the flood, but the epiphany of the Tao is incomparable to the flood, and it has to kill the cradle.

boom! boom! boom!

Under the watchful eyes, the battle of the gods became more and more fierce. Fragments of magical instruments, blood-stained bones, and the collapse of the sky were all over.

It can be seen that the god-level powers of the heavens absolutely crushed the flood-level gods. Whether the emperor, the general, or the four major sword repairers, or the seven sons of Donghua, all had the absolute upper hand, putting their opponents all the way Pressing and hitting, I don't know how many great gods have driven crazy.

In such a situation, Hong Huang looked ugly, said that he was singled out, and that he had practiced well, but he was totally defeated, and none of them prevailed. Such situations are really ashamed.

Compared with Honghuang, the backs of the heavens are quite straight. The ancestors of the heavens are too long. What about the great gods of the desert level? It is not yet under pressure.

"My dear, do you want to see the excitement." Ye Ling blinked at the magic weapon in Nantianmen Mountain. It was a treasure lotus lamp with a space inside which contained a child, and the little girl in her mouth Dear, it refers to the Eucharist, which is in the lotus lamp.

For Ye Ling's call, the female saint body is unheard of.

So many people are her most dedicated. Sitting in front of a basket of spiritual fruits, she is devoted to spiritual fruits. The amount of food is large enough and her appetite is good. She ignores the outside world.

"After the village, this scene is gone!" Ye Ling fluttered her eyes.

"It's boring." The female Eucharist finally spoke, her mouth full.

Indeed, in her opinion, it was really boring. Who is she? The overbearing female desolate ancient holy body is infinitely close to the Dacheng, and can fight the Supreme Hard. The **** that the world looks to in her eyes is a group of little dolls. Make trouble, can't get her eyes.

This is the female Eucharist, which is unique to her arrogance, and she has lost all her contemplation, because she really has that qualification. At the peak, if there was no one to be her opponent when it was alone, the myth that the Eucharist is invincible It's not vain, it's really a myth.

The battles in the outside world fluctuated wildly. She didn't see it. She only glanced at the south inadvertently. She seemed to be able to look across the endless emptiness, to the south of Chu, and to Ye Chen, who stood on the mountain peak. He still closed his eyes and calmed down. Realize Tao, in order to break through the opportunity.

"If Ru crosses this barrier, I believe that Cangsheng was born once." The female saint body muttered, the beautiful eyes like water were blurred, her eyes were queer, and her mood was complicated.

No one can guess what she is thinking, even the two Supreme Masters of the Underworld. From beginning to end, she has not seen her history, let alone her identity in the world.

puff!

As she watched, a war outside the city ended.

The great **** of the Poor Qi tribe was chopped by Wutian Sword Master, and the head that rolled down collapsed into ash during the fall, and even the Yuanshen who fled away could not escape the sword.

There is no doubt about the strength of the sword.

Of course, in this battle, he was also injured. His immortal body was stained with blood, and he slaughtered a great desolate god. He didn't shed a little blood, and really couldn't pass it. His look was still indifferent.

"Damn." The poor Qi tribe was furious, and Hula La jumped out of the nine quasi-perfect emperors, all of them at their peak. Before the quasi-perfect quasi-perfect emperor was destroyed, he had already rescued him, but He Jianzun shot too fast and never caught up Angrily, they lined up to siege.

The sword lord is not afraid.

This time, he should be savvy, and fight and leave, not to flee, but to run to the side of Honghuang. When he walked away, nine poor and strange quasi-empires ascended to the sky, and the emperor's Taoism method frequently appeared. The great art of killing, a pair of postures that do not cut off the skyless sword lord, is not complete.

boom! boom! boom!

The ten-man battle was not a small one, but the victims were the floods.

"Asshole." The Honghuang tribe was furious. Few people could withstand the aftermath. They all retreated. The cursed eyes were scarlet. There was so much open space in front of the city wall. It was wide enough and enough for you to fight. Hit, it ’s just intentional.

That's right, Sword Master is intentional. If you like to be lively, then it will be cheerful.

puff! puff! puff!

In the roar, a blossoming blood flower bloomed in the Honghuang Army, and it was very delicate. The most important thing is that the sword respect is high enough, and there are no rules, no matter how many people go, Minato, shot a different place, thighs and legs throbbing.

kill!

Nine quasi-perfect emperors of Qiongqi kept chasing and attacking all the way. They missed the swordless Emperor, but destroyed the Honghuang people one by one. The main thing is that it is not the Qiongqi site, but other Honghuang people. Yes, no more death than death.

Because of the fighting between his two sides, Hong Huang was ravaged. Everywhere he went, there was blood and turbulence, and the peak saints were rare to be good. Even ordinary quasi-empires did not dare to rush forward.

The picture is quite pleasing to the eye.

Hong Huang was furious, and his feet were a little chaotic, but monks from the heavens, but his eyes were shining.

"It's the last word, I'm so relieved."

"I thought it would be the easiest to come to Tianjie." Bai Huhuang Kekou, with a long face, said that when the Honghuang people gather together, there must be a Tianjie, and this time, there is no such thing as a big pile. I ’m not used to it. There is a day of calamity, that's really lively.

"Unexpectedly, there is a possibility of attacking the city during the flood season." Fu Ya reminded.

There is no need for him to say that everyone who is on the city wall is holding a guy in his hands and is always ready to work hard with Hong Huang, if the most sensible person is the descendants of the heavens.

If you put it in the past, your ancestors will have the upper hand, and the talents of heaven will have a horrible cheer. But this time, the situation is quite special. It's worth the money. Their mission, they know, delay time! It's okay to ask once or twice.

puff!

Outside the city, there were blood flowers blooming, and the Great Desolation God was destroyed and stared away. The Wa people belonged to the one who had previously clamored to destroy Long Cang and was blown away by a single palm.

"Rat generations." Long Cang gave a snorting cry, extinguished the cricket, and went straight to the eastern sky to kill, only because there were powerful people of the Qiang ethnic group, there were a dozen quasi-perfect emperors.

The World War I broke down and the World War I started again. Long Cang's robbery was unparalleled. Without falling into the wind, he was fighting, and he was hit by the Great Famine Army. Needless to say, it was intentional.

Compared to Sword Master, he is more than just knowing what to do. Since entering the Honghuang tribe, he no longer fights hard. He uses the mysterious method to fight, and fights and flees.

This wave of operations angered the famine again, hissing loudly.

puff! puff! puff!

In the anger, nine blood flowers bloomed in nothingness, blooming proudly, carrying an unwilling roar.

That was the Scorpio Nine Emperor Emperor, who was also defeated. He was destroyed by the nine gods, his body was destroyed, the nine lives were broken, and the nine Scorpio Emperor emperors were beheaded without exception.

war!

The nine gods will also be quite dedicated, slaughtering nine statues, fighting with horror, and striking the Scorpio family. It is not a challenge, but a confrontation, because the Scorpio family has rushed out a large area, all wearing ancient armor and holding cold hands. Zhan Ge, swept through the turbulent floods, swallowed the star dome, there are hundreds of quasi-perfect emperors, and Qingyishuier is at its peak.

puff! puff!

The nine gods will be awe-inspiring and wild, and they can also play in their own way, such as Dragon Cangjie and Wutian Sword Master. If there are many people in the Honghuang Nationality, they will fight wherever they are. How many Honghuang people were swallowed up, and there were many soul-flyers.

boom! boom!

There are Sword Masters, Dragon Cangjie, and God will set a precedent. The gods of the heavens have all come to their spirits, and all of them are fierce. Scattered armadillos, sword gods, they both won ... The battle of the gods ended with the victory of the heavens, but the war did not stop.

Hong Huang also had frequent appearances, or a group of three, or a team of five, one-on-one heads-up, forming a squad of lineups, overwhelming, trying to surround the powerful men.

war!

The gods of the heavens, who have not weakened themselves, have no fear of fighting, and have all faced up, and while fighting, they have entered the army of floods and wasteland, and used the crowd of floods and wasteland as a battlefield. You can build as much as you can.

boom! boom! boom!

The battle of the gods once became chaotic, the world was shaking, and the lightning flashed.

Overlooking the sky, in the army of floods and wilds like Wang Yang, I don't know how many warring circles, and each side of the circle is bloody. Too many flooding people are killed by the aftermath.

Damn it!

Hong Huang's roar, like a thunder, one after another, the neat side team, which should have been neat and tidy, became chaotic, with chaotic positions and blood stained.

"I didn't expect that the ancestors were chaotic and so uriney." The younger generations of the heavens, snoring and watching, the pictures outside the city are more than eye-catching.

"Gong, attack me." Under the eyes of all the heavens, the emperors of all ethnic groups in Honghuang raised their swords and pointed at the wall of Nanchu City. As the world saw, they were really ashamed and angry.

In this regard, all the powerful men outside the city understand that even if they do not go to chaos in the Honghuang Army, Honghuang will also attack the city, because the battle of the gods has ended, no matter how long they delay, Honghuang will still attack the city. So why not make a big noise when you join the army.

"Gong, give me siege."

The roar of the Emperor Honghuang resounded all over the world. Those who thought they could crush the heavens, who ever thought that their ancestors were so disappointed that they went up one to the other and up to a pair of destroyed gods. During the war, he was in famine, and he had lost ground.

Ordered, the chaotic army of floods and famines, raging like a tide, rushed to the south Chu city wall, it was really a dark sea, as if it could swallow everything in the world.

"Come if you want to fight." Fu Ya snorted, stepped out, and boarded a gun turret. He would be in charge of attacking the Array.

Hum! Hum! Hum!

The walls of Nanchu City were buzzing, and countless attacking arrays opened up at the same moment. At the same instant, the extinct fairy mans were swept out. It was not one or two, it was one after another.

puff! puff! puff!

The blood mist was raging suddenly, and the flood-strike powerhouses who had been charging before had not yet attacked the city walls of Nanchu, and they were bombarded piece by piece. Even the monk-level monks couldn't save their lives.

"Array, give me a boom." Behind the Honghuang army, the emperors of all ethnic groups hissed.

At that moment, in the Honghuang Army, all the lights rose to the sky and turned into attacking arrays, covering the earth and the sky, the source stones were burned and the power was restored.

Hum!

With the sound of sky and earth buzzing, countless floods of volcanic volcanoes volleyed and blasted towards the south Chu city wall.

boom! boom! boom!

Although the walls of Nanchu City were roaring and turbulent, they did not collapse.

This is due to Da Chu.

Since the invasion of the demon in the previous life, this horoscope of vertical and horizontal has been strengthened without limit. Three steps and one encirclement, five feet and one enchantment. The entire city wall is engraved with the emperor pattern, and the defense is very strong. It breaks, it takes the price of blood.

"Call, let you call again."

"Killing one is enough, killing two earns one, and the Sky Devils are not afraid, will they be afraid of the flood?"

"Brain-disabled.

The monks who have been suppressed for quite a long time finally brightened their throats and yelled, their hands held a bow, like a full moon, aimed at the Honghuang people, and shot an arrow with one arrow. It was really like I said earlier that I wanted to go to the south Chu wall He paid the price of blood, and the heavens did not fear war.

puff! puff! puff!

Honghuang's loss was quite tragic. Although the attack was strong, the heavens and men were extremely tenacious. When they killed one, they were bombarded. The city was filled with the blood and bones of Honghuang.

"Okay, good." The Emperor Honghuang laughed, gritted his teeth, stepped out of the huge jade urn, stepped into the sky with one gloomy sword, and once again pointed at the city wall.

Before the sword fell, I saw the quasi emperors of all ethnic groups, all rising to the sky, and the number was too high, and it became a black screen to cover the sky and to the south Chu city wall.

"I'm afraid you won't come." The Emperor Ape shouted, the body of the **** trembled, all the immortal lights burst out, and he shot at the attacking Emperor Honghuang, and every immortal light was a magic weapon.

Like him, so are the great holy realms and quasi-princes of the heavens. The sacrifice rituals, immortal swords, excaliburs, copper furnaces, spiritual realms, and treasure seals are all there. With various immortals shining, they flew out of the human body and out of the city wall to meet the Emperor Honghuang.

"I can't help it." Honghuang Zhundi sneered collectively, raised his hand, and swept away with a single palm. They are quasi-empires, and can they be blocked by the sacred soldiers?

burst!

The monks of the heavens had a tacit understanding, and they also uttered such a word.