Storm of Kings

　　 "Boom..."

　　 "Boom..."

After 　　 two roars, the flames burst all over!

　　 Zhou Lie and Jing Quan supported each other and walked out of the fire.

　　 Lengjishan died, died of underestimation, died of Qingxuan Zijigong, died of the fierce flames of the giant king, died of Chen Feiyun's restraint.

"Cough cough..." Zhou Lie looked at Chen Feiyun while coughing. This guy was really hardworking. His body was almost wrapped in red rice dumplings. The blood was dripping down the red rope. He was unconscious and he was clinging to his left hand. Kang Long's mace, holding the long sword in his right hand, did not relax until the breath of Lengjishan finally disappeared.

　　 "Puff..." Jing Quan spouted blood and fell to the ground. Although Zhou Lie broke out with the second and third cannons, how easy was it for a Rank 4 master to ditch his opponent when he died? Severe injuries are inevitable, and it is lucky to be able to save a life.

　　 "It's miserable! It's a pity that I still haven't broken through that limit! I need a more difficult enemy to fight side by side with the ancestor spirit to reverse the universe to achieve the heroic period."

　　 At this time, someone yelled in horror: "It's not good, the leader has fallen, go quickly..."

　　 Zhou Lie scanned the battlefield and stomped hard.

　　 "Rumble rumbling..." The shock spread to the surroundings, and the broken weapons inserted on the ground suddenly flew up, shooting the enemy with the blessing of the terrorist force.

　　 "Want to go? Or kneel and surrender, or burn to ashes, there is no third way to choose."

　　 Zhou Lie blocked the entrance of the long narrow tunnel alone, raised his hand to condense a goblet of fire, and splattered it hard at the monks who were slaying quickly, just listening to the pop.

　　 "Ah! Why can't you avoid it?"

"my eyes!"

　　 "Four elephants, gossip, this flame... this flame blocks ancestor spirits and destroys people's minds!"

　　 Zhou Lie stood with his hand holding his hand, and said: "Half a cup of water and fire, a lamp for practicing the universe, the four elephants are perishing, the gossip locks the real spirit! As long as I stand here, no one can leave this place!"

　　 "Spare! My lord, spare!"

Many people knelt down and tremblingly said, "It's all Lengji Mountain forcing us to attack! By the way, there are also those two ungrateful dog things. It's them, it's them who came to Lengji Mountain, my lord. You treat them like a mountain! You gave them treasures when they were parting, but in exchange for such a catastrophe. Killing them, these two people are the ruins of bad things, vicious and insidious, and whoever spreads them will be unlucky."

　　 "Kill!" The two figures rushed towards Zhou Lie. They knew that they could not survive. The blame was that they were blinded before, and they went to Lengji Mountain and other idiots, but so many people under their command could not kill Feiyun Tuan.

　　 "Flap! Pop!"

　　 Zhou Lie quickly took out his palm and slapped them on the foreheads of the two of them, unable to prevent them from their cultivation.

　　 The two anti-skeletal boys slumped to the ground, and they only heard the cold voice saying: "It's too cheap for the unrighteous to make a thousand cuts. Only by lighting the sky lanterns for three days and three nights can we comfort the dead brother!"

　　 "Yes, light a sky lantern, boil the dead oil!"

　　 When the two heard this, they regretted it and passed out in fright...

　　 Zhou Lie glanced majesticly, including those five-rank cultivators, who actually knelt down under his gaze, and had to choose to surrender.

　　 Regardless of the rank, the fact of killing Leng Jishan is before you. The winner has the right to receive everything from the loser.

　　 This battle was too tragic, and there were countless casualties. Up to now, neither side had the intention to fight.

　　 Xiaohuan is actively rescuing. Ancestor Ling Baogu has used acupuncture and moxibustion to make her superb. Even the red fox's broken arm is connected back. Only forty-nine stitches can penetrate the veins, and the rest have also benefited a lot.

　　 Zhou Lie took someone to personally transport the wounded, and then dispose of the corpse.

　　 A total of thirty-two people were sacrificed, of which six were dragon turtle wrestlers, and really felt heartache. But there is no way, this is the only way to sharpen and grow.

　　 The only thing that made Zhou Lie gratified was that the fifty-six people who survived were all heroes. After this fierce battle, their hearts were closer to each other. They only fought stronger, not weaker.

　　 "Take care of the wounded!"

　　 This wounded person is naturally his own. As for those prisoners whose injuries are only half a breath, how can they waste good medicine?

　　The team of nearly a thousand people is like a big ship, and it hit the rocks and sank like this! As many as two hundred and eighty-eight people died. When Xu Xiaohuan turned his head to look after the prisoners, he found that twelve were dead, exactly three hundred.

　　 In fact, some of the enemies did not go into battle, because their strength was too scum, and they were restrained by the terrain, and they could hardly reach out.

　　 At this moment, these people were driven up, burned the corpses, buried the ashes, bandaged and nursed them. They were as clever as a flock, and they were easy to use.

　　 Two hours later, the team finally reorganized, and there were screams from above.

　　The unique cyan flames are hanging high, scorching the two traitors. Lighting the sky lantern would really burn them for three days and three nights, until they were tortured to death.

　　Perhaps this kind of punishment is too irritating, and a bunch of seriously injured prisoners hang up.

During 　　, someone joined forces to resist because of a body search. Zhou Lie said lightly: "Killing them can do meritorious service!"

　　 When this sentence came out, it immediately stirred up a **** storm, and without Niu Dali and others, the death number soared to four hundred and twenty-five!

　　 Didn't these people come to compete for the treasure? It's okay now, everyone is smooth and clean, not even a jade coin can be kept, and you have to guard against the people around you, and beware of the head of the item being the credit of others.

　　 "With so many people dead here, Jujunhou shouldn't feel lonely anymore."

　　 Chen Feiyun woke up and found that the number of treasures owned by his team had not decreased, but had increased a lot. Most people got three pieces, and the most got eight pieces.

　　 Zhou Lie ordered: "Form a third echelon, issue ordinary weapons and mounts, and be responsible for opening the way and managing the prisoners~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The full number is tentatively set to 50 people."

　　 The murderers just now took their posts, using leather whips and iron guns to lash the captives, so that they became well-behaved and did not dare to be rebellious.

　　 The time interval is not short. Chen Feiyun needs time to recuperate. Zhou Lie led the team into the Temple of Earth Characters.

　　 I saw that the hall was empty and there was no half-person figure. The gate of Longxu had been successfully opened. Who cares about this tomb? Naturally, I have to rush in first, for fear that if I slow down for a while, those good things will be taken away by others.

　　 Zhou Lie is not in a hurry, because he knows that the Longxu is in danger. He suddenly went in to open up wasteland after a few hundred years. It would be great if he could go out a hundred miles in ten days.

Seeing the huge positioning compass of the Dizi Temple standing in front of him, like a gap opened in the middle, Zhou Lie felt that it might be beneficial to go in earlier, so he once again asked people to count the number of people, divided into several large squares to distribute broken weapons, and planned to enter Longxu to explore Explore the situation.

　　 At this moment, the ground vibrated, and a team from outside the hall came.

　　 The team has not arrived, the induction arrives first.

　　 "Fatty?" In his arms, he locked in his ancestor Wanhao, and was not angry.

　　 Just then, there was a cry for help: "Husband, help me!"

　　 "Cai Yimeng? This fat girl is not staying in Fubo City, why did he come to Yuguang City?"

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