Invincible Fairy King in the City

There is a crystal steward who supports Lin Lang here. Even though the ancestors of Hongmen are well-informed, they still dare not to do it, and for the time being they can bear it.

Earl Wilson is a lesson learned.

However, it was a little comforting to them that the Crystal Steward was confined to this level of space and could not continue down, otherwise talking about the 33rd level, even the outside world Lin Lang could walk sideways.

When Lin Lang had just stepped into the first floor of the main hall, the voice of the crystal steward suddenly sounded behind him: "If you can return me to others, this treasure house is reward."

Lin Lang turned and nodded with a smile. The crystal steward is made by Northern Han Sword Fairy. Naturally, the owner is in danger. Even if he violates the order, he must go out of the thirty-three levels to trace the Northern Han Sword Fairy.

Lin Lang lifted his legs and stepped into the last space, glanced at everything, this last space has a panoramic view. Hongmen's ancestors were also shocked by the scene in front of them. How horrible the previous divine warfare was, even the divine realm could not stand alone.

Especially the corpse leaning against the wall, even if it fell for a long time, still has amazing coercion. If you want to approach the past, you will have a sense of soul consternation.

"Fairy!"

Hongmen's ancestor spit out two words. Only some immortals have this power, and even the dead body has great power, and the divine realm cannot be profaned.

Suddenly, the killer's eyes were bright, and his body rushed forward. A broken sword was still standing near the body of the white-haired human fairy.

Even if it is damaged, it is also a rare treasure of human immortality. The holy artifact of the temple cannot be suppressed, and its value is inestimable. The killer's heart moved so much that he went straight to that sword.

Hongmen's ancestors were not unwilling to fall behind. One finger attacked behind the killer's god. Although the killer's **** was prepared, he did not expect Hongmen's ancestors to be so decisive. He did not save the sword in his hand, and the sword flew into the air.

Hongmen's ancestors flew up together and reached out to snatch.

"Hongmen old man, how dare you!" The killer's **** sighed angrily. Hongmen's ancestors disregarded friendship, and any alliance in front of Renxian Mibao could directly tear his face.

There is even no fluctuation in the mind of the killer god. Any alliance between the divine realms is pale and weak in the face of real interests. It is understandable that any ally is an interest. He would be jealous as well.

Suddenly, the two great gods battled in the air for a few moments. Just as Hongmen's ancestor touched the sword, the killer **** over there shot him and flew it. The same goes for the killer **** who gets the sword.

"Come in my hand!"

The ancestor of Hongmen gave a low sigh, the terror suction in the palm broke out, and the sword was drawn from the air. How could the **** of the killer, as he wished, raise his hand, and the suction also erupted, the sword stopped in the air, and the two divine realms wrestled with each other.

However, it is clear that the ancestor of Hongmen was superior and the sword came slowly, but he was still approaching the ancestor of Hongmen. The **** of the killer was unwilling to give up, and quickly increased his power output.

"Since neither can get it, it's better to keep this seat safe." A faint voice suddenly intervened, Lin Lang stepped forward, the third force suddenly joined, and the other two were caught off guard. Traction destroys the shattered destruction.

"Do you dare to be a little beast!" Hongmen's ancestors burst into tears, screaming immediately. However, Lin Lang's strength was too strong, and the sword fell lightly into his hands.

"Lin Youye, I'll give you a chance, and now handing over the sword, what I should have done has never happened."

The face of the killer's **** is not good-looking. It was because the struggle between the two of them even broke the delicate relationship that had been maintained for a century, but it was cheap for outsiders and made wedding dresses for others.

"Slay the bill, you and I first put down the grievances for a while, and it is a scourge if we don't get rid of this guy. How about killing him together and studying how the sword belongs?" Hongmen's ancestor proposed with a calm face.

"Okay, last time together."

The **** of the killer made a clear cut. However, Lin Lang still had an indifferent expression, and said lightly, "The sword belongs to me, and the one who blocks me will die, neither of you can join hands."

"Arrogance!"

The ancestors of Hongmen drank together and shot at the same time. The two great divine powerhouses temporarily dropped Gan Ge and jointly encircled Lin Lang. The immense power and boundlessness emerged, and the cooperation between the two powerful gods was not a trivial matter. Even the great wizards who had attained profound achievements in the gods could only escape.

Hongmen's ancestors are actually over a hundred years old, but the major technique is the Sanhequan handed down from the Ming and Qing Dynasties of China. It is domineering, long-lasting, and more fierce than young people. Can't see the feeling of old-fashioned dragon bell.

The **** of the killer is even better than that. The technique of assassination has long been a success. One move and one style are natural, no need to deliberately hide, each move is vicious, and the body is erratic.

This is probably the best adjective for him, the dreary serpent and the hunter on the edge of darkness. His threat to martial arts can be said to have surpassed Hongmen's ancestors too much.

As soon as Lin Lang raised his hand, his back looked like a pair of eyes. The killer's god, the sword, had already been predicted in advance. His body moved lightly, and his fingers just caught the sword.

"Your assassination does not deserve to mention my shoes." Lin Lang's face was full of irony. Changing to another person may have to rush to the enemy, but who is the King of the Night Fairy and the ancestor of the Assassin's Way? Killer's move.

At this moment, the **** of the greatest killer is in an awkward situation, and it is difficult to cause damage to Lin Lang. The sword in Lin Lang's hands was soft, and he was even more powerful when he held the human fairy sword, and he was defeated by the ancestors of Hongmen.

"Why is he so strong!"

The killer **** took a breath of air, and their two divine realms joined forces to rush away even the detached first-order realm like the big wizard, but now the rising star of Huaxia can press them in turn.

This seems to be a weak man who was able to kill the yin and yang Taoists in the past, and it is clearly a kind of super wonderland of the child of light!

You have to know that the actual state of this young man has not yet achieved the state of God. What a terrible talent and combat power!

"It is worthy of talents such as Jin, but you still have to die!" Although the ancestor of Hongmen admired it, at this moment, his position is different. Only by killing can he feel at ease.

"Do n’t keep your hands, I do n’t know how many or two of your killer gods are, so you and I will die here." The ancestor of Hongmen uttered, after all, an old enemy of decades of affection, It is clear how many hole cards each other has.

"it is good!"

The **** of the killer went all out. The sword came and went. The assassination sword full of cold air kept lingering on the side of Lin Lang. The sword was also very strange. It turned out to be a soft sword. Keep stabbing forward.

"Dead to me!"

Hongmen's ancestors were also a little faster. The space of Sanhe punching trembled, the main hall trembled, long hair fluttered, the shadows of the punches filled the sky, and the wind was blowing.

"It's still tender." Lin Lang's face was cold and chilly, and sometimes his body appeared cold, and the broken sword infused with spiritual power faintly restored the former power. Lin Lang held the sword like a peerless swordsman, calmly fighting.

His other hand was occasional throbbing of Yin Jue, holding the mountain seal down from the sky, being mighty, suppressing all kinds of demons, and hitting the aggressive punch of Hongmen's ancestors. Hongmen's ancestors went backwards, his hair was messy, and his fists were slightly deformed.

At this moment, Lin Lang's heart felt a sense of extreme danger, and a cold breath followed him from behind. Lin Lang's heart was stunned, and he recoiled backwards. A blade of assassination that cut to the extreme cut off a corner of his clothing. The skin on the left collapsed was exposed and bleeding down.

If he hadn't responded quickly, it wouldn't be a piece of clothing, but a whole leg. The killer's **** missed, backed away, and re-hidden in the void, still like a ghost.

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