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Chapter 713 Damn!

Liu Qiang found a situation. Those who were unconscious on the street were not caused by high temperatures, because there were many of them, and there was a long distance from Yanlang.

It is unlikely to suffocate because of crowded, or short syncope due to panic. The body of Slon human beings is not so fragile.

So, there is only the only answer of the sealing ground pattern.

To play a role, there must be spiritual consumption. Although there are a large number of people, Lao Bai Mao also said that once the ground lines are urged, the spiritual energy consumption is so scary.

These Kunlun people who can't afford to fall to the ground should be caused by the soul of the map.

Originally, there would not be so many people died in the sea of ​​fire. Originally, these people just opened their hearts to participate in a festive celebration.

Liu Qiang, who hushed low, returned to his body, facing the turbulent inflammation, retreating backwards, moving to the periphery, and hundreds of people floating in the air.

Sensing a fierce vitality fluctuations.

Looking up suddenly.

In the sky shrouded in the night.

There is a looming figure, hanging the clouds, and can see his face faintly. It is not someone else. It is the protagonist of this banquet.

There is only the bones left on the entire right arm, and the flesh is no longer. There is a terrible wound on the neck. The long hair is scattered. The white gown is immersed by blood.

On his chest, a woman wearing a purple and black skirt was lying on his chest.

This Kunlun's strongest person, so, looked at the woman in a dull expression, eyes were empty, without sadness and suffering.

He stretched out the calm left hand, gently stroking the woman's cheek, slowly, sighed, fiercely, closed his eyes.

When you open it again, in the eyes, only the cold black is left.

Between the sorrows, thirty -six flying swords have hung on his side, there are two of which are the giant swords with tens of meters long.

A strong sense of crisis will instantly cover Liu Holding.

The consciousness is chaotic, leaving only one thought, escape!

The hundreds of people who have no matter more, even the last hundred people who rescued were directly abandoned by him.

Body blur, walking out at full speed, disregarding everything, fled by fighting.

The city below retreated rapidly. Some Kunlun people standing on the roof and high walls were still looking up at the direction of Jiang Ci, but at the next moment, the head was crooked and the slope dropped down, and then their bodies.

Life is not worth mentioning in front of the angry sacred seat.

The fear in his heart could not be added, and Liu Qiang couldn't even see what was attacking without difference, let alone where the attack came from. He only knew that everything around him was fragmented.

Can you survive, there are only left, just luck.

No!

no!

Gangzi was dragged out, his bone wings unfolded, and Liu Qiang was in it. Erha's entire body fluttered on the bone wings, and he used a tough body to block the outside.

Although the speed is slower, the protection of the two beasts is a little bit more at ease.

But the next moment, Liu Qiang wanted to cry.

Er Ha's body was easily penetrated by something, and this attack even cut off a extremely solid bone.

After knowing him, he realized that his abdomen was cut off, and he was almost cut off.

Flying sword!

It is Jiang Ci's Fei Jian. In his field of spiritual energy, the flying sword is at all invisible speed and murderous power to cut out everything.

But how big is the field of a holy seat!

The night in front of me became extremely deep, like the big mouth of the devil opened, and was preparing to devour his helpless bug.

Put away the two holy beasts, Liu Qiang breathe deeply.

Raise your hands with both hands, stand your palms, your palms are in the direction of the two directions.

Two points Youlan light light, quickly swing in the double palms, and the seven -character rules flashed on this ripple.

Liu Qiang just supported the two travels and continued to fly to the periphery.

Although the action was a bit strange, this was his last stubbornness, or in other words, he was forced in the desperate situation, and the dog was in a hurry!

Suddenly, Liu Qiang's eyes felt that someone was looking at himself. From the perspective of his eyes, it seemed that ... it was a high altitude behind.

I just feel that the whole body sweats is upside down, and a coolness rush straight from the soles of the foot to the sky.

And in the left -handed free door, a flying sword with a flash of silver light is slowly moving out of the ripple.

Mom ..........

He didn't know when there was such a flying sword piercing the left door on the right!

If it wasn't for the strange function of space sealing, this sword had originally asked for your own life.

No wonder, the sacred seat of the monarch will glance at himself in your busy schedule ...

Liu Qiang just wanted to shout a slump, and then shouted to the sky, I was not intentional!

If it wasn't for the free door, he could only be fixed in an object or a static airspace, and he had already opened the door! But now he dare not stop at all.

The flying sword that was thoroughly pulled from the ripple disappeared instantly.

Looking at your eyes, it also moved away.

Just when Liu Huan was just relieved.

The shoulder is cold.

Fortunately, it's just a small blood mouth.

Good fart!

What does this show that Jiang Ci's flying sword will not only attack horizontally!

The meaning is obvious, holding the left and right doors with two doors is useless!

Liu Qiang was almost crying ..........

Play me ...

There is no way to fly, there is no other way except flying.

Suddenly, the extremely heavy sense of oppression disappeared.

Looking at it, the Yanlang, which was still rushing around, was actually except tens of kilometers. From the vast and boundless before, to the current purple and black groups.

And the ginger rhetoric over the grain door is still not in place, and his current vision is not clear.

Liu Qiang, who still flew away from the distance, had a lingering heart, and did not completely slow down from that desperate fear.

On the street, many people have gathered on the roof, and they are watching from a distance.

Liu Qiang, who was walking on the door, naturally became the focus of everyone. Fortunately, he flew over the head of these people from the top of these people.

It is a escape ... should.

It wasn't until this time that Liu Qiang dared to breathe a lot.

Those who rescued themselves may be saved by most of them.

I don't know if the Kunlun people who are brave step forward have time to withdraw from the spiritual field of the spirit of Jiang Ci.

The scope of dozens of kilometers is too scary. Lingyuan is more than a little more star than his own Linghai, which is completely crushed.

There are also Jiang Ci's flying sword, which is not a problem of great murderousness. It is completely cracking, and the speed is so fast that you can ignore the defense and movement of any enemy. Think about it.

I feel that LOW is not at the bottom.

Furthermore, it is his field of spiritual energy, and the almost suffocating sense of oppression. It can be said that with his own psychological quality, he can't help shaking his body.

The gap is too big.

Kunwu, who is it bad for you! You have to count such a killing god, and others are also a part of Kunlun's descendants.

Liu Qiang still remembers the eyes of Jiang Ci to look at the woman, how much bitterness and how much sadness, how much hate and killing will be turned.

This area covering dozens of kilometers is the grave that is buried for the woman.

Lu Chenzhi, Liu Qiang also remembers the name.

I don't need to guess that she used her life to exchange Jiang Ci's vitality.

Sadly sighing, respectful.

Liu Huan, who flew in the air, scolded Jiang Ci on the ground of justice on the ground.

He doesn't want to be unexpected, and it is impossible to argue with these indifferent people.

No matter which world or truth, the truth will only be in the hands of a few people.

People, just need to know the history of the winner for them, it is OK.
Chapter completed!
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