On the road to returning to Huanchen Buwu, the first organ division of Hell Island, the little rains of the survivor of the two major criminals and the two major criminals.
The emperor led Huanchen Buwu's defeat.
The sense of ominous Yuxu Road came to my heart, "Why does the heartbeat not stop?"
During the question, there was a sudden magnificent general behind him, and countless criminals died on the spot.
"Selflessness, selflessness; sin sword asking for life, heaven and condemnation to die."
I saw the condemnation in the ingenuity, and I was very scared in my heart. "Ah! The second island owner!"
"Ask heaven!"
The waves of the waves, easy to do with the wrong way, asked the sky to condemn the sword and sword three inches three inches, "The vastness and the wind and clouds".
Even if the three people join forces to block the tricks, it is still inevitable that the end of the explosion on the spot.
"Everyone escapes ~" The criminals of the remaining criminals wanted to escape.
It is four mortal people who come out. "The criminals detained in Hell Island have been released. It seems that everything is really like the burial emperor said.
"The world is out of my generation, who is drunk in the mountains and mountains, and in the world of hegemony, looking at the shattered waves in the present." At this time, the rhyme sounded, the ruling machine came with hate, and the boy came.
Lord, please don't forget the agreement reached with the soul. "
"Ask heaven will follow."
"That's good." After reading the machine, I came to the organ that was arranged before the death of the Gongtian Gong.
After watching a moment, the void continuously, a drawing appeared out of thin air.
Reading the opportunity to hate the shadow, and the pairing boy's hands, and instructed: "The two are based on the logo on the drawing, and the institution can be cracked."
"Followed by, conspiracy." Hate the shadow, and the two boys took over to crack the organ.
Seeing this, Four Four Man said: "Although Qiao Tian Gong followed Saint Yan Luo and went astray, how to say is the first organ division of my Hell Island.
, I'm afraid to die again. "
Reading the machine and humblely said: "No, but you can understand the technique of some institutions slightly, you can happen to crack the authorities here."
Looking at the self -confidence of Ren Tianji, there is a bit of coincidence with the loneliness Hou Xu. The four non -mortals can't help but sigh the common problems of the wise.
You like you. Do you really don't worry about the safety of the burial soul? "
Between the two of them, hate the shadow and the rejuvenation of the boy, "Back to the puppet, the organ has been lifted according to the drawings."
"Well, next, wait for the soul emperor to arrive."
On the other side, the funeral emperor caught up with the retreat, and the Guanchen Buwu army retreated.
Saint Yan Luo held his own winning scroll and led the criminals of hell island to pursue along the way.
When you chase me, the two sides have finally come to the land of Tianyu.
Saint Yan Luo led the department to catch up with the residual army of Huanchen Buwu, such as the burial soul, "burial soul emperor, here is the place where I arranged for you, how about?"
The burial soul emperor was a wolf color before, and said with a calm expression: "Really? Who is there no way for those who are born today? Saint Yan Luo, have you ever thought that you will trip over a strategy twice.
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"Burning the soul emperor, want to make mystery and virtue. The major army led by Yan Shuai has been blocked by the East Army led by Shenhezuzus.
With your army, all will be buried here. ""
Having said that, St. Yan Luo has a sense of ominousness, "Why do you have no movement and others and others have no movement so far, is it?"
Suddenly, there was a loud noise behind him, and countless tragic sounds.
"Broken a little bit of autumn and grass is deep, is the sword of the world, where is the cold mountains and cold, the white hair is sorrowful to the present." A figure slowly stepped.
There were only one person who came to, and there were thousands of troops and horses.
When Mu Tianzhou, who was responsible for the post -troops, saw this, came forward with the gun, "Who comes, notify the name."
"Huanchen cloth martial arts division · poor eight poles." The coming person is the western sword god, the poor eight poles.
"In the past, the sword god of the swordsman of the Crusoleum. A master, Mu Tianzhou led." Mu Tianzhou's double guns moved, and he stepped forward to challenge, "Thousands of miles of wind and clouds".
"Kill", the poor octagonal song refers to a bomb, the cranium sword -like reproduction, countless sword air explosion, is irresistible.
When Mu Tianzhou took the move, the double gun was broken and turned into a pool of blood.
"The owner of the four islands!" Unexpectedly, Mu Tianzhou didn't even take a move. Blue Shouhua Yan, Jiu Xian broken the blade.
Later, Lan Hua Yan and Jiuxian shouted: "Everyone avenge the island owner."
"Absolutely", the poor eight -pole carelessly ignores the enemy in front of him, the qi earthquake is universal, the sword finger moves instantaneously, the sword moves again.
The non -human and non -sword state, irresistible, blue head Huayan, nine string break the sky blade, a criminal of hell island, none of them are spared, and they are tragically.
"Kill!" Later, the sound of shouting and killing sounded, and I saw a teenager leading the Guanchen cloth military army to kill and began to attack the Hell Island army from the rear.
"How can I miss the first battle after the poor thirteen after life?" This young man is the poor 13 of the rebirth.
Its person won the true biography of his father's eight -pole sword, holding the western Xinjiang god sword, one horse first.
Wherever the sword light is, no vitality will be left.
"The sound of soldiers in the rear is constantly, and it is ambush." Saint Yan Luo knew that he had already planned, and fell into the front and rear bags.
Xiao Se Chunqiu immediately suggested to Saint Yan Luo: "Yan Jun, the breakout is still late now."
"The entire army assaults after thinking!" Just when Saint Yan Luo ordered, the burial soul also ordered the soldiers to launch a counterattack, and said, "It's too late. Saint Yan Luo, what is the feeling of planting a follower in the same place? Unfortunately, dogs, dogs, dogs, dogs, dogs, dogs, dogs, dogs, dogs, dogs, dogs, dogs, dogs, dogs, dogs, dogs, dogs, dogs.
If the East Army that has not led the pills comes with you. Then, you can wipe all you here, once and for all. "
As soon as the words fell, I saw the two swords of the sword coming, and rushed to the left arm of Saint Yan Luo.
Xiao Se Spring and Autumn holding a knife against the fierce and evil knife, the flowing sand knife is broken.
The sword is qi, Xiao Se's spring and autumnal life is cut off, and the soul returns to Yin Cao.
The sorrowful world dust resists the crying sword style.
"Different from the road, the heavens are in danger. Sumid, only knife, death, but knife."
"Sad sword waved the dream of red dust, Xixi sad accompanying the lonely window; sending a message Jiao Nu to break the intestinal song, drunk drinking acacia and hate night long."
The person who had just shot just now is the long -lurking magic bend and crying in silence.
Thanks to Wu Mengsheng for playing.
Thank you Du Tian Shen Sha Zhou Xingchen for his reward.