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Chapter four hundred and ninety seventh death

In the Garden of Ziyao Emperor's Palace, forgetting today is the battle between the six disasters Canglong analyzed the war situation of Huanchen cloth martial arts and Ah Nose Hell Island.

In the absence of four sides, without retreating, it is still dead. In the case of such a huge advantage, asking heaven and others still cannot be eliminated quickly, but it has caused heavy losses of their own forces.

Time to rescue soldiers and keep living forces. This not only made Saint Yan Luo's plan fall out, but also made him realize the strength of Huanchen cloth martial arts. "

"In addition, Ah Nose Hell Island is lonely overseas, and the population is scarce. It cannot effectively supplement the soldiers.

. Next time, it is difficult for Hell Island to play such a record again. This is why Saint Yan Luo and asked Tian condemn the cost, and they must capture the burial soul. "

"Why do that master think that this war is defeated by hell island? Why not Saint Yan Luo and Qi Tian condemn the two to the burial soul?"

Forget the inconspicuous message in the war report, "Because of the appearance of the two people, the old minister understands that Saint Yan Luo is afraid that he has already been planned, and he will not know."

Sixth Canglong asked: "Oh, which two people appear?"

"Gu Yiyi, Du wounded."

"What are the special of the two of them, and why can the entire battle be reversed?"

"Gu Yiyi, Du Yaohuai has nothing special. What is really special is a force they represent?"

"What power?"

"After the burial emperor conquered Dongwulin, it was not only the two of them worked for a long time. Besides, the former ghost Liang world was a disaster.

Withdrawing from the Bingfu, it was accepted by Huanchen Buwu. Battle with Hell Island, and Huanchen Buwu came out, but it was just a name and a surname when fighting with the different magic world. "

"If it is what the master said, Saint Yan Luo will go here, it will be defeated."

"I'm afraid I don't know. The burial soul emperor's strategist, a glance at the sky, is the military division (lonely) who evaluates it as a" multi -wise and near demon, countless strategy ".

Dead robbery, I am afraid that the five internal organs will be damaged. "

"Then I will wait and see."

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St. Yan Luo and Wen Tian condemned the army to pursue all the way. Although they encountered blocking along the road, they were jointly broken by Saint Yan Luo and Wen Tian condemned.

Because of these phenomena, Saint Yan Luo Yue was convinced that he was about to catch the burial soul emperor.

Otherwise, the pride of burial soul will never send troops to stop.

Asked about the condemnation: "Well, the island owner, it is a plain in front of it. I want to have an ambush without universal dust.

"Well, quickly enter, never let the funeral emperor escape." At this time, Saint Yan Luo was already full of ambition.

Start fantasies unconsciously, and then defeated the six disaster Canglong, destroyed the Ziyao Tian Dynasty, and entered the Central Plains.

St. Yan Luo and Wen Tian condemned Hell Island elite to continue chasing, enter the plain in the instructions of Wen Tian.

The tall stone monument, which is erected, reads the three characters "Sad Sanyuan".

And the burial soul emperor, sitting under the stone monument, seemed to be admiring the scenery in front of me.

Shengyan Luo stepped forward: "Burning the soul emperor, now it is not too late to capture it now."

"Quiet! I am admiring the original appearance of this place." The burial soul still did not change the state of the world ..

"Burning the soul, what are you playing?" Ask Tian condemn the vigilance.

The answer of the burial soul emperor made everyone "you chased all the way, and never thought why he would be so exhausted by the military strength of Huanchen Buwu?"

Saint Yan Luo quickly ordered everyone to retreat, "Everyone will retreat!"

"Late!"

"It's late, Jin Guang appears, breaking the dream of the king.

A huge formation appeared in the sky, countless arrow rain dropped, and huge stone monuments broke the sound.

"Ah ~"

"Uh ~"

.........

Every hell island was favored by arrows, and there were heavy deaths and injuries.

The first wave of arrows just passed, and the second wave came again, the opportunity for the enemy to breathe.

"Tian Shengguang"

"Verm and Murderous Storm"

Saint Yan Luo, asked Tian condemned the two to join forces, blocking the arrow rain.

Unexpectedly, the arrow rain is endless, and it is weaker.

"This is a combination of skills!" The two knew that if they could not be rooted, everyone had no vitality and looked for the eyes.

"Well, the eyes are in the sky."

The eyes are in the center of the Sky Formation, St. Yan Luo, asking the sky to condemn the opportunity to make a break, and to fight.

"Yan Luo punishment"

"Drives the red dust"

The double move merged, and a break of the eyes, the rain of the sword of the sky immediately dissipated.

Although the arrow array is broken, even the waves of arrows have made the hell island do not have one.

"Do you think this is over?" The voice of the burial soul, the funeral clock came from hell, let Saint Yan Luo and others dare.

The sound of shouting and killing, the countless soldiers who were larger than before, killed from all directions.

Three people, self -reported.

"Huan Chen Bu Wu Zhan General · Ming Mirror Autumn Frost" The former ghost Liang Bingfu diners, dressed in purple clothes, holding blue thin blades as weapons.

"Sheng Shao Le", the diners of Guiliang Bingfu, who holds Le Sheng as a weapon.

"Leave three points", the same as the first two, from the Ghost Liang Bingfu, dressing up the martial arts of martial arts for the blue robe.

"Leading!"

The burial emperor stepped slowly, step by step, the power was shocking, and the soldiers of Huanchen Buwu consciously gave up a passage.

"Saint Yan Luo, I have already said that the destruction of Hell Island has started from my glorious dust and martial arts. Now, this is your turn to choose."

Faced with the state of death, St. Yan Luo and Wen Tian condemned each other, and there were plans in their hearts.

Asked the heavenly condemnation without consumption, and the strong tricks came out. "

Countless swords are vertical and horizontal, and the gearr died of crushing, opening up a way of life.

"Brother, go!"

"Second brother, alas ~" Saint Yan Luo asked the help of heaven, highlighting the siege.

Seeing the funeral soul, the emperor did not stop it, and let Saint Yan Luo break out.

The rest of the hell island was not so lucky.

Many Hell Island's opinions have gone, and they have left the weapons in their hands and surrendered Huanchen cloth martial arts.

The funeral soul emperor looked at the surrounding layers, and asked the heavenly condemnation, "Ask the heavenly condemnation, you can help the living for forgetting to die. But if you know the true face of Saint Yan Luo, you don’t know if you will regret the behavior of today's behavior.

"?"

"Burning the soul, using such a poorly separated plan, which will damage your style as a generation of martial arts hegemon."

"Really? Sooner or later, one day, you will understand what I said, it is true. However, before that, let go of the sword in your hand to guarantee life."

Thanks to Wu Mengsheng for playing.


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