The souls of the five gods show an unbelievable look.
"No, impossible, how can you defeat the eleven gods, you must be lied to me, you must lie to me." Austin shook his head again and again, his face was frightened.
"Why do I have to lie to you."
After Long Xiaoshan finished speaking, he turned around.
Those five gods screamed.
But soon, the screams belonged to nothingness.
Long Xiaoshan stepped down.
Falling on the ground, at this time, on the side of the mountain, there was a huge potholes. The King of Golden God was lying there, with a dark golden gun in the chest, the dragon on the long gun still hovered, and the sound of dragons faintly.
The heart of the King of Gold has been penetrated, but he is extremely powerful, so he hasn't died, and he constantly twists and struggles.
But Panlong Gun is a peerless spiritual tool for lapel.
How can it be able to break free in the early days of a divine realm.
Even if the King of Golden God struggles again, it is futile, and even his flesh is constantly drying. The original color of the golden body is like it has become light gold.
Panlong gun was originally refined, and Long Xiaoshan added a variety of peerless treasures.
Among them, there is a stack collected by the Blue Shield Company.
This is specifically restrained by the gods. It contains vermiculi virus and can erode flesh.
The flesh of the King of Gold God is constantly losing.
Click.
The King of Gold God looked up and saw that a person had stood beside him, and the cold black eyes overlooking him.
The King of Golden God stiffened, and he stopped struggling. When he saw Long Xiaoshan, he was like the five gods. In his eyes, he was puzzled and unbelievable.
But Long Xiaoshan did not plan to explain it again.
He stepped on the chest of the King of Golden God, and pulled out the Dragon Gun, and stabbed the head of the King of Golden God.
The King of Gold God trembled violently, and then the golden light on the surface was completely dim.
Long Xiaoshan took off a space storage instrument on the King of Gold God, popped up a flame, burned him into nothingness, and brought back to Longmen.
"Hill."
As soon as he fell into Longmen Square, Long Xiaoshan heard a woman's voice, and saw that Shangguan Lily and others were.
"Are you okay?" Long Xiaoshan Road.
"It's okay, it was scared to death, just like countless artillery shells in the sky." A group of women were also palpitated. After all, neural wars were too scary.
However, because the wine Taoist did not say that Long Xiaoshan was surrounded by the eleven gods in Kunlun Mountain, so these women were calm because they believed that Long Xiaoshan would definitely come to save them.
Long Xiaoshan has a magic weapon for everyone.
Feeling that parents and sisters, and women in Hechuan, Yanjing and other places have no abnormalities, he was relieved.
"Xiaoshan, fortunately you are back."
A black and qi figure in the air plundered, it was Yue Yan. Just now he controlled the big array alone, it was also very hard.
"Brother Yue, hard work, let me see Wang Chao first." Long Xiaoshan Road.
"Well, you go, they are all injured."
Long Xiaoshan nodded his head, and quickly entered the Longmen Hall, Wang Chao, Long Ji lying there.
The two had just fought with the gods, and they did not cultivate the gods to do it. Naturally, they were extremely miserable, but one of them practiced the Blood Demon Scriptures and one was a demon.
There is no worry about life.
Give them a few elixir, useful for longevity, and forcing the residual gods in their bodies to destructive power, so that they will be healed by autonomous healing.
Now more importantly, the wine Taoist and Dugu Cloud.
Long Xiaoshan flashed and appeared in a room.
The wine Taoist sat there, watching a black coffin, motionless.
"Taoist, why don't you treat yourself." Long Xiaoshan connected.
The wine Taoist Cang Ran smiled: "The old ghost was in a lifetime, and the sword was accompanied by the sword. Even the sons and sons were not lonely on the road of Huangquan.
While saying that the corner of the liquor people kept blood flowing out, her face became pale, and her breath continued to weaken.
Long Xiaoshan pressed a palm on the back of the wine Taoist, and entered a long life of a longevity. The bartender people were injured. It was also very heavy. It almost reached the point of collapse. The most troublesome was that the wine Taoist actually had no self -rescue, and he was looking for death.
"Taoist, I don't say, Dugu, the soul, and hope to rescue, not to mention, the Dugu predecessors will never want to see you. How difficult the road is.
It's time. "Long Xiaoshan drank.
The face of the wine Taoist changed slightly.
Cultivator, who is not pursuing the longevity avenue.
He studied hard for a century and stepped into innate.
Once the soldiers reincarnate, everything has disappeared in the previous life. In the next life, who dares to say that he can still step into the cultivation avenue, and it is more reduced to one of the sentient beings.
"But, even if the old ghost's soul can recover, he can't get a sword anymore."
Long Xiaoshan Road: "The monk, the body is Pi Paoer. As long as the soul is there, everything is possible. I know that once I step into the true immortal, I can reshape the body. In short, there are thousands of methods in this world. How can I give up lightly.
"
Long Xiaoshan shouted with the power of the soul.
The bartender people shocked, like the top of the pour, and the dim eyes gradually brightened, murmured: "Yes, with the old ghost personality, even if only the soul is left, he will never give up.
What to do such a little daughter. ""
The wine Taoist suddenly shook his head and laughed. He stood up and gave a deep ceremony towards Long Xiaoshan: "The door owner, was taught."
"Taoist, you are a folding evil me." Long Xiaoshan even lifted him up.
The wine Taoist shook his head: "The cultivator, the master is the first, and the hero is not based on the age. I am obsessed with the age.
The bartender people sat down, took out the elixir, and started to swallow.
And fully cooperate with Long Xiaoshan to heal injuries.
Long Xiaoshan took out all kinds of goddesses, and used Changsheng Zhenyuan to help the tunnels. It took a full day and finally stabilized the injuries of the wine Taoist. Although it was time to recover, it was a lot of time, but as long as the injury was stabilized, it had already been stabilized.
No.
For this reason, Long Xiaoshan is also consumed lightly.
He went to watch Dugu Cloud in the soul -raising wooden coffin. After a day, Duguyun's body had completely disintegrated, leaving only one piece of clothes in the coffin, but there was a faint villain, and in the soul -raising wood.
The coffin is there.
This virtual shadow is also very fragile, and it seems that the wind will dissipate as soon as the wind blows.
But the soul -raising wood is indeed a strange wood, and the power of the soul forms a nihile mask, shrouded the virtual shadow, like a soul -like mother's fetal, nourishing the imaginary shadow.
Long Xiaoshan took out the Taiyi god sword and put it in it.
I hope that this sword will stimulate the awakening of the soul.
In addition, Long Xiaoshan can do not do much. Everything can only look at God's will, and Dugu Yun's own will.