Mixed Miners

"Oh, this is the other Dogong Palace knows that I am going to die, so I have to come to the branch in advance?" The old palace sneered a few nights.

"No, it seems that there are three other monks, not the brothers of other Taoist palaces!" The old man explained.

"Although my scorpion is dying, isn't it still dead? I can't wait to see the wilderness that I can't wait to come to my tourmaline, and I will go out and cook it!" Although it is about to enter the earth, After all, the tourmaline is still the head of the first house, the mentality is high, and other scattered repairs like the nine-day Taoist palace.

"Yes, the Lord!" The old man stood up and turned and stepped out. He stood outside the hall thousands of meters deep.

At this time, the battle on the square has entered a stage of white heat. The virtual soul method of Yunhai Long and Yan Ruyu is surrounded by a demon law, and there is a master of the Xuanjing to back up, and suddenly break through the virtual environment. The use of the virtual soul method is also full of novelty, so the purpose of gradually throwing away is gone, although the two bodies are standing next to Yang Ling, but the look is focused on serious and messy.

When the old man appeared, he couldn’t help but screamed and shook his finger at a group of onlookers. "Are you all blind? Come and get together three madmen! Interrupted to the old palace master, you all Have to be punished by the rules!"

But what is strange is that all the onlookers have no movement at all, and they are all dumb and look at the battlefield.

"No one can move~"

With a faint voice piercing into my mind, Cangkui's body trembled, feeling a sharp flying sword piercing the virtual soul space over the top of his own god.

Cang Kui’s face was white, and suddenly he sweated like a mud, and his eyes were gathered on the ground to form a mooring water. He dared not to have any movements.

This flying sword, which is invisible but silently appears in the sea of ​​gods, has horrified him to the point where he has no more to add. It seems that only one other thought is needed, and his own **** will be crushed.

More and more people are flying to the main peak, but all of them are as silly as the silent audience.

Soon after half an hour, the squares with a square of hundreds of square kilometers have been riddled with holes. Even a lot of onlookers of the spiritual disciplines who stood in the field were directly smashed into the blood.

But everyone can only watch, the monks in the virtual world are not daring to move, and the monks in the spiritual world are unable to move. Under the suppression of the spirit of Yang Ling, they have completely become sculptures.

"Hailong is like jade, quick and quick!" Yang Ling said calmly.

"Yes ~ Master!" When Yun Hailong replied, the body hand flipped out and took out a rifle. The barrel had an egg thickness, and the gods locked the middle-aged monk's body, and then pulled the trigger.

When the surrounding space was shaken, a group of light that could hardly be captured by a **** directly penetrated the void and appeared in front of the middle-aged monk.

"Boom~"

The middle-aged monk's head is like a rotten watermelon. The red and white brains are splashed out for hundreds of meters, and a strong **** atmosphere instantly fills out.

"Ah~~" The demon law in the battle made a very horrified scream, and no longer took care of Yunhailong and Yan Ruyu, and turned to go into the void.

"Where to escape?" Yun Hailong directly rushed to his hands and hugged the hind legs of the demon soul.

Looking at the action of the apprentice, the sweat on Yang Ling’s head came out.

"Go to death~" The demon's law screamed and turned, and opened his mouth and bite his head against Yunhailong's virtual soul.

"Dead~" Just as the demon's law turned around, the long sword in the hands of Yan Ruyu, who had already communicated with Yunhailong, directly squatted on the neck of the demon's law.

Along with a scream, the void was shaking, and a huge skull was vacated with the long sword. After rolling a few kilometers in the air, it was smashed by the flying sword.

The virtual soul method collapses, and a virtual state can completely kill the dead.

"Ah~!" In the crowd suddenly crowded, a scream of horror piercing the eardrum sounded, and a monk who exuded the emptiness of the sky vacated and reached out and scratched the void.

"砰~"

In the eyes of the public, this monk just rushed to the open hollow hole, and his head was as if there was no sign of a rotten watermelon blasting, and a monster of the beast was immediately transformed into a mass of stars.

"Before ... the predecessors, we have been in the tourmaline palace ... why have you offended you, so quickly slain!" Cang Kui was terrified and stuttering.

In the nine days and ten places, especially the strong ones who have reached the virtual world, the general hatred does not directly kill the other gods. It is too hurtful, even if it is like this, the head is completely fried into a smashed Rarely, after all, the strength of a virtual environment and the power behind it are all there. The practice of killing will only cause the public anger to become the target of the public, just like the demon repair, so this kind of thing can’t blatantly even the nine-day palace. dry.

"I asked you, what happened to the dragon on the star eight years ago?" Yang Ling stood in front of the clown in his body.

"Know... know..." Cang Kui looked pale and nodded desperately.

"Where did you get back to Xi Qingyue and her children, and where did another mother and daughter get you?"

"Xi... Xi Qingyue is now locked in the cave below the Lingxiao Palace. Her children were taken away by the gods, and the other two women were also married to the palace. The palace is taken away, and now I am not clear about the situation~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Cui Kui rushed to answer.

Yangling three people, like cutting a melon and cutting vegetables, completely killed two strong people in the virtual world, and completely scared the group of virtual people in the tourmaline palace.

"You go to Xiqingyue to see me!" Yang Ling waved his hand, and Cang Kui was preparing to turn and leave.

"Stand up~" With a hoarse voice, an old man who was about to enter the earth came out of the void, and behind him a stinging monster swayed behind him.

"The palace master!" Bian Kui quickly stopped, his forehead sweating down.

"This Taoist friend is born, I don't know which side is a high-ranking person. Can you give me a face of a scorpion today? He will be a sin of the day!" Although the old scorpion is not far from death, the speech is still aggressive.

"It is no longer necessary to plead guilty. You are best to make me happy with death and sin!" Yang Ling stared at the scorpion and said coldly.

"You..." Betty's face was dark, and a horrible momentum rose from the air. The ghost shadow behind him also followed the roaring roar and kept rushing to the left and seemed to want to break free.

"Bixi Palace Lord, it seems that you are a noble person to forget things. You were not desperately trying to suppress me into the Qinglong Lei Cave in the ruins of the past ten years ago? Are you nine days in the palace not catching me? Why, I am standing in front of you today, you can't recognize it?" Yang Ling is full of jokes.

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