Storm of Kings

"Master, what's the matter with you?" Li caught his head and found that the Queshan Eagle suddenly looked away. Because of his improved detection ability, he saw that the Queshan Eagle looked extraordinary, so he asked curiously.

"The vindictive relic is poisonous!" Queshan Ying put his hands together, and no one knew that at this moment he actually saw the spectacles demon king's heart, and knew a lot about the intelligence that the spectacles demon king had.

"Oh?" Li Tiange patted his head and said: "Understood, the demon crab and the one behind him sang the opposite stage. This is the rhythm to cheat all the reincarnations. But then again, since the grudge relic is poisonous, we can't help it. Use? In the end it's nothing."

"Sugar-coated cannonballs! The sugar-coated cannonballs are eaten, and the cannonballs are shot back." Bird Hill Eagle is determined to win the grudge relic. This is the road to resurrection he has been looking for for many years.

Bai Xiaoqing urged: "Speed ​​up! This red sand world is so dense that we couldn't find weak nodes after searching for a long time."

"It's too dense indeed!" Everyone frowned. They wanted to arrange a retreat in advance, but now it seems to be simple.

He worked hard here, but the Master of Tianchi did not admit defeat.

As the mind roared, Fa Xiang gave birth to an incomparable will, and wanted to hold him firmly.

"Want to make this master a puppet? No way!"

The Master of Tianchi floated up, and saw him probing his hands and clenching his fists, five figures shot to his side like cannonballs.

These five figures are powerful among the ancestral spirits, and they are all indispensable in the shadows of their eyes. They all raised their **** blades and rushed towards the face, decisively saving themselves.

At this moment, the Master of Tianchi was already unable to move, but he had so many ancestral spirits to protect him, and he was definitely not comparable to an ordinary monk. Especially the one of the generals, the blade light in his hand draws a strange arc, which is a straight-through sword method called a curved blade.

At the juncture of life and death, the Master of Tianchi did not dare to retain half of it.

He can feel it, but with a slight hesitation, a certain powerful consciousness will use Dhamma as a springboard to invade his mind.

The opponent's consciousness is too terrifying, if a channel for seizing a house is formed, he will have no power to fight back.

"Rumble..."

Under the full suppression of the Master of Tianchi, Faxiang wanted to move but was unable to move, giving the ancestors the opportunity to chop in.

After that, the sword's mans rose sharply, dismembering, destroying, and destroying the Dhamma that had been developed through hard work.

The Master of Tianchi sprayed blood violently and almost fainted, but he had experienced a lot of winds and waves since his debut, and knew that he would never faint at this time, so he opened his mouth to swallow an ancestor spirit and even used the ancestor spirit as a panacea to support his body.

The situation here is weird, but at the critical moment of life and death, the Master of Tianchi can no longer take care of much.

When he opened his mouth and swallowed the three ancestral spirits, "Kaba Kaba" chewed and swallowed into his abdomen, only then did he slightly offset the terrible impact of the fragmentation of the law and the invasion of tyrannical consciousness on the mind.

What delighted the people of Tianchi was that the Fa-phase did not dissipate, but re-condensed into Fa-phase under the guidance of unknown power.

The recondensed dhamma, its condensed degree is not only more than 40% stronger than before, and the scarlet fighting energy stock is even more than before.

This is equivalent to saying that after this catastrophe, the Dharma Phase did not lose much, but it was still stuck in the superior first-grade realm, which was far from the coveted peak of the superior first-grade.

"Huh, the master will avenge today's revenge." He got up viciously and stamped his feet with anger.

The loss of three of the eight ancestor spirits was enough to make his heartache for a long time.

You have to know that he is not an ancient sage bloodline, it's just that there are some valuable blood stored in the special technique.

In order to get these precious blood, not to mention the wealth of the family, the three ancestor spirits are equal to half of the family property. I wanted to use the reincarnation mission to make a big profit. Who knows that the benefits have not been harvested, but the net worth has shrunk by nearly half.

"The Hanging Island and Langhuan Land are over! The high-end Ni is responsible for blocking the battlefield, and it is estimated that there will be no good fruit. Now that I have discovered that the grudge relic is a tiankeng, how can I use this matter for benefits?" The master of Tianchi suddenly felt The situation is not so bad, maybe there is a chance to get some magical techniques to make up for the loss.

At this juncture, the high-end Ni has launched a huge array of heaven and Jedi, completely covering the battlefield, and the process has been unexpectedly smooth.

It is said that this high-end Ni got the egg that Tang Qiqi placed in the hall, and was identified as a prosperous generation. Could it be that he only relies on luck to eat?

Indeed, he was lucky, but the warlocks recognized one sentence, that is, character determines fate.

Different personalities make absolutely different choices when facing one thing. Sometimes they are even different. Regardless of how high-end Ni masters a variety of magic methods, this heart has never been arrogant.

This is what is precious, and he likes to think, his inspiration flashes and secretly said: "This is too smooth, nothing more than hanging islands, the monks of Langhuan Blessed Land are definitely not weak in perception. In fact, the Great Array of Heaven and Jedi It hasn't been completed yet, and the hastily layout went so smoothly beyond imagination, I feel like it's not quite right."

Just out of suspicion, high-end Ni became extra cautious, slowly creeping around like a skin, leaving a complete self in place.

This kind of method is quite similar to Tang Qiqi's golden cicada's escape from the shell, and some mysterious methods are mixed in to make the remains like a real person supervising the battle, as if more real than the high-end Ni himself.

After a while, Hu Xu's voice came over: "Receive the Internet cafe! There is not much movement in the direction of the battlefield, but anyone who disobeys our Huiye Pavilion will drive them to the altar."

"Yes!" The high-end Ni led his orders, took out a flag and waved it, and tens of thousands of figures appeared in the sky.

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However, the power of this formation is equally impressive, and it makes people tremble.

There was almost no doubt that the monks of Hanging Island and Langhuan Blessed Land surrendered.

"I have surrendered?" High-end Ni Zang slapped a spirit in the dark, and retreated into the distance without saying a word.

There must be a problem here. He doesn't believe that the two major power monks are doing such a thing. So many reincarnations have been killed. The most important thing is to come out and make a small life. Most of the deaths here are real death. There is no possibility of a comeback, so you must be careful. No matter how much assurance Huxu patted his chest, his high-end Ni would definitely not believe it.

Hu Xu laughed loudly and said vigorously: "I am finally about to unify reincarnation. When the Master of Tianchi returns, I will attack the altar."

"Yes!"

As a warlock, Lu Qianwang still had a sense of vigilance. He did not release the monks who had surrendered in the big formation, but sent orders for them to cooperate in the attack.

"It's so smooth!" Lu Qianwang frowned slightly and whispered secretly.