Storm of Kings

There was a huge fist slammed into the altar, who knew that it slid to the left side and hit a ghastly monk.

A vicious curse sounded.

Evil cultivators do everything they want, most like to use curses to kill, no matter how strong your body is, you can't stop the invisible curse.

"Gluck, it's delicious, it's so delicious..." A malignant glutton appeared. He was a half-demon. He ate the golden giant's body for the first time today, and only felt that his power rose wildly.

Zhou Lie looked at the half-demon and found that this guy was not simple. The curve of fate was rapidly extending. It was estimated that it would not take long for him to reach the superb first-class realm.

And the Pluto, silently controlling the wicked sage, unexpectedly pulled out the sword shadow from the wicked monk.

With only a whistling sound, Jian Ying cut off five heads.

The battle is in full swing.

These monks are very innocent, they don't even know why they fight, but the enemy's fists are too strong, and if they are distracted, they will die without burial, so they don't care about that much.

"Mojun, you pull us here, always tell us where this is, right?" The monk with the magical way was not angry, and his anger burned to the extreme.

Hearing someone's question, those third- and fourth-rank cultivators knew that the demon Lord Zhou Lie had brought them in.

"Old Demon Zhou, aren't you whitewashed? The Zhou family once claimed to be free from the demon way, why do you want to control us?"

"Yes! Human race has entered the ten-dimensional universe for thousands of years. You have disappeared for a period of time, and the Zhou family has multiplied for hundreds of generations. Today, this poisonous hand suddenly appeared, waiting for injustice to me."

"We need an explanation, otherwise we will join forces with these big men to attack the altar."

The crowd is excited, can they not be excited? In other words, anyone who encounters such an emergency will hate his teeth itching, and he can't wait to bite Zhou Lie badly and eat his meat raw.

Zhou Lie had put away the ceremony, all visions returned to nothingness, and Tai Chi disappeared from behind.

Hearing someone's question in the end, he didn't make any response, he just picked up his shoulders to watch the battle, occasionally hit the altar with his fist, always slipping away bizarrely.

Everyone understood, Zhou Laomo didn't even bother to explain, so he watched them die.

A monk from the magical way tried to get close to the altar, but like those golden fists, he always slid in other directions, as if he would never be able to approach this thin "building".

Zhou Lie calls people with criteria for judging. First, you must be bad enough, and then you must be strong enough, at least with the background to influence certain events in the future.

Regardless of whether these human races and Zhou Lie are in the same group, the golden giants have been holding their stomachs a long time ago, so they are doing their best to kill.

A lot of cannon fodder died on Zhou Lie's side, but the big waves scoured the sand.

One hundred thousand cannon fodder killed eighty thousand, despite the sharp decrease in the number, the strength has actually increased a lot.

When the dead became the material, when the golden giants who died in battle were dismembered, the strength of some demon heads grew wildly.

"Boom..." More than forty magic repairs were promoted on the spot, but none of the ten winners remained. Only three of them were lucky enough to succeed because they had prepared before.

After the success of these three demon heads, more and more third-rank monks were promoted to the ancestral court.

The battlefield is very lively. The evil demon cultivators are like explosives. Although the speed of promotion is very fast, the cultivation base is very unstable. Sometimes even they themselves can't guess when they will be promoted.

Zhou Lie nodded. Although the opening of the altar was a bit hasty, and it was the first time to play "Summon", many big fish were caught.

"No, I am willing to surrender!" A monk couldn't resist the onslaught and hurriedly knelt to beg for mercy. As a result, the whistling sound screamed and his head burst open.

It is useless to beg for mercy, Quite has already given a death order to slaughter all the people here, and the Golden Family should not be captured.

It was a terrifying killing. When 10,000 people were left in the cannon fodder, the Golden Family only sacrificed 400 soldiers, which shows a huge gap.

It is worth mentioning that the City Lord’s Mansion and the city disappeared, the surroundings became dark and deep, and the desktop extended out infinitely, forming a strange world, cutting off all contact with the outside world.

Being in the shackles, there is no way to survive at this moment!

Many monks couldn't stand their eyes. Zhou Lie clearly sensed that the resentment value was raised on the ground, and it was so high every minute. He was about to catch up with the three hundred years of Sword Power accumulated by the ancestor Shao Yong. Using it well is a powerful attack.

The dead continued, falling from ten thousand to five thousand, causing violent storms and making the place extremely turbulent.

Zhou Lie looked up and saw that among the five thousand people, some had a dim fate curve, and some had a strange fate curve that was beyond description!

"The power of destiny helps me to promote yin and yang!" As soon as a thought came into his mind, Zhou Lie felt that his body was flickering, his aura became more mysterious, and he was a little closer to the peak.

The dead person unexpectedly died with a sense of wonder, and helped him improve his cultivation. I am afraid that this is also a part of Scorpion Poison.

At this time, the gloomy light and shadow shook, and more golden coffins appeared. The soldiers of the Golden Family who had been sleeping for many years slowly sat up, and their pupils gradually became focal lengths.

"Kill..." These are a group of more stalwart giants, their strength has reached the first grade, their combat experience is extremely rich, and they have launched a powerful attack on the more and more powerful evil monks.

Some demon heads enlarge their figure, and some demon heads try their best to shrink and escape into giants to destroy them.

A variety of secret tricks are emerging one after another, but have not seen a big trick to kill more than ten golden giants at once.

Zhou Lie was not in a hurry, he was waiting for the master to make a move.

"Woo..." The cold wind blew, and the king frowned, and the coffin lifters who seemed to be harmless shot.

They raised their arms together to block the flow of the demon, and their eyes emitted a ring of black light, and the resentment and resentment hovering in the air were reduced. The elements suitable for the evil monks outside the monks are being "written off one by one~www.wuxiaspot .com~ Oh? It turned out to be an auxiliary combatant." Zhou Lie had some understanding of these coffin carriers, but he didn't care. Only characters like Quite were his enemies, and the rest couldn't wait.

"Take it, it's too late if you don't take it again!" Xue Wuji held the golden warrior's shell, raised his hand to photograph a pile of distorted corpses, and instantly squeezed out several tons of blood into nine characters.

This is the nine-character mantra, using the devil blood as a bridge to mobilize all nearby forces that can be driven.

"Chichichi..." The nine characters were superimposed, and a blood flame was formed out of thin air, and then it was divided into two, and then divided into four again, dividing at an unpredictable speed, covering the battlefield in less than ten seconds.

"Hahaha, look at my **** Wuji's catastrophic scurvy." Xue Wuji danced on the spot, this dance looks very strange, but the strange ripples passed from his hands and feet, and the sound of the tide attracted a river of blood flames.

The river was very wide, encompassing half of the Golden Warriors, and plunged them into a dark purple color. Fifty of them were killed on the spot in a miserable state.

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