Mixed Miners

"No, the demon ran with the Xuanjing minerals!" A protoss could not help but yell.

One of the most prosperous people in a group of Protoss gave a slight indulge and said, "Catch up and see!"

So with a burst of space fluctuations, a group of Protoss disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Soon, Yang Ling’s light curtain appeared on the light curtain again, and the surrounding fog was not known where he was.

"Master, here is a deserted spiritual world, what should I do next?"

"Let's go, go out with me!" Yang Ling chose to follow after he finished speaking. There was a wave of light and shadow floating in front of him. A group of people blinked and appeared in the armor.

At the same time as Yang Ling and others appeared, the surrounding space continued to sway, and a group of protoss followed one after another, and the two sides smashed each other over a hundred kilometers.

"Yalman, what do you mean by this?" Looking at the armor suddenly suddenly more than 30 Xuanjing, the other side is obviously gimmick, one of them facing the protoss standing next to Yang Ling.

"Looked at it!" Yang Ling flipped his hand and threw out a scroll of light and shadow. I saw a group of colored stars exploding. The sky suddenly became dark, and a horrible atmosphere fell into the sky. The fog of millions of square kilometers was around. When you stand still, the stars of the sky instantly condense into thousands of rifles, and the golden head of the gun is like a small sun.

"Boom~"

Along with the explosion of the landslide, the tens of thousands of guns resembled the celestial giants descending from the sky, whistling through the space, seemingly falling directly from the void, and a group of dazzling golden light suddenly drowned a group of protoss.

"Ah~ What is this?"

"Hey~

The screams of fear have come to an end and have come to an abrupt end. With the sound of a long gun and a hard object, among the golden light, the battle spirit of a hundred kilometers high like a steel warrior rushed out under the pistol.

Jinguang dispersed, a group of protoss war servants and a group of dragons and scorpions stood next to Yang Ling like a fool, one by one open mouth, the eyes are protruding out of the old long, most people are pale and the body is still shaking.

The situation at hand cannot be described as tragic.

More than a dozen protoss masters of the same realm were almost pruned into pieces in an instant. The broken limbs were mixed with various inflated devices, and the inflated devices floated in the range of thousands of kilometers, and they were released in a hurry. The soul of the war was directly ruined by the mental impact, and the huge body exploded like a strange shape of meteorite scattered.

Among them, the most powerful of the Protoss died the most miserable, and even a trace of traces did not stay, directly locked by Yang Ling with consciousness, and was completely blasted into nothingness by thousands of rifles.

"Let's go, this little spirit world is going to collapse!"

A black hole in the center of the attack has already been formed. A large number of fragments have been swallowed in the violent rotation. Under this magical attack of the curse level, the abandoned spiritual world began to violently tremble, and the dark cracks continued. Exploding, Yang Ling felt the sound of the hustle and bustle from all directions, and the moment he disappeared, he disappeared.

And a group of sluggish Protoss and Dragons have also come back, one by one, followed by a pendulum.

so horrible! It’s just terrible!

Whether it is a group of war servants of the Longyan or Protoss, the heads are full of sly voices. The heart of the billion-year-old Gujing has completely changed into a blank. Among the consciousness, there are only the long guns and golden light that whizzing down in the sky. The floating debris after the dispersal.

This is not a battle, it is a massacre, and it is a one-sided slaughter!

The beginning of Yang Ling's use of the scrolls of Qing Xuan Dao, the face is gray, feeling that his own heart completely collapsed, the soul seems to be completely penetrated by a long gun, watching Yang Ling's eyes are full of fear.

His intention Yang Ling can naturally guess six or seven points, that is, the Long Yi people do not want Yang Ling to get too many Protoss masters. Once this situation is formed, the role of the Long Yi people will be reduced in Yang Ling’s mind. It is not a good thing for the Yi people.

The reason why Yang Ling promised is not afraid that the Protoss will be too much to deal with, nor is it worried that the spiritual world will be defeated. After all, the spiritual world is so big that breaking the 180-year-old Lingshan has nothing to do with him. Not to the point of complete annihilation.

The purpose of Yang Ling is to shock these guys.

The Long Yi people are not satisfied with his previous practices, especially Qing Xuan Daochang, and there is resentment in his heart, and a group of Protoss servants do not know the details of Yang Ling, so Yang Ling also needs such a naked crush to shock them and let them In the future, I will do my best to listen to my words.

As for the protoss masters who have died in more than a dozen Xuanjing, Yang Ling can only pray for them in their hearts, and hope that they will have the opportunity to reincarnate in their next life. This blame others, to blame the dragon beg, the white-bearded old man. Be careful and your eyes are broken.

"Qing Xuan, the power of the curse magic scroll, everyone has already seen it, how do you feel?" Yang Ling turned back and had no expression on his face.

"Family ... patriarch!" Qing Xuan body shakes a bit, his eyes slowly recovered his focus, and he did not dare to look up at Yang Ling's face. "This thing is too much against the sky, murderous is too heavy, and should be used with caution!"

"Well, I think, but you have to see, I can't help!" Yang Ling is a bachelor who pushes all sins to the old man.

Qing Xuan: ...

Others are afraid to open their mouths, fearing that there will be more mouths, and they will be contaminated with a layer of causality~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The task of conquering the Protoss will be handed over to you. Our time is very urgent and we can catch it. Just catch alive, fight fiercely and just kill, I will arrange a magician to cooperate! Yang Ling said coldly.

"Yes, patriarch!"

"Yes, master!"

A group of people all promised without any hesitation.

After Yang Ling’s reel killed 17 masters, the Protoss now only have less than 30 Xuanjing. In terms of quantity, it can be said that it has completely fallen under the wind, plus the magic scroll. The weapons that no one has ever seen, there is almost no obstacle to the strength of the Protoss, so Yang Ling simply returned to the Lingshan Lingshan after a few words.

After more than ten days, under the auspices of Han Qing, the construction of the Holy Spirit Palace has been carried out in an orderly manner. All the collapsed buildings and wastes have been thrown into the depths of the spiritual fog outside the Lingshan Mountains. At this time, Yang Ling discovered that the entire Holy Spirit The building of the palace presents a huge six-pointed star structure covering tens of thousands of square kilometers. It seems that each of the original buildings was built according to a special law. ) Download the free reader!!