Seeing Lan Chunqiu's magic power, everyone dare not come out.
At this time, the elders of the seven poisonous doors who came with him all shouted: "The owner is invincible, uniformly Ulan!"
"The owner is invincible, unified Ulan!"
"The owner is invincible, unified Ulan!"
Hahaha--
In the shouts of everyone, Lan Chunqiu laughed at the sky.
On the up and down of Tiemu Cliff, the power of the ancestors, large and small, are approved by the funeral examination.
The situation is worse than what they think. Lan Chunqiu not only defeated the head of the Oolong sword, but even ruled the entire Wulan country in one fell swoop.
Intross all their martial arts.
From then on, they can only stretch their panting under the shadow of the seven poisonous doors unless they escape from Ulan.
At this time.
Long Xiaoshan stepped out. When he reached Tiemuya's large formation, he raised his hand and pierced his strength into the formation. As he moved the array method, the whole big array trembled and gradually torn away.
crack.
"What's going on?"
Under the Tiemu cliff, everyone saw Long Xiaoshan's move, and some inexplicable.
"Is he looking for death?"
"At this time, I dare to alarm the blue old demon."
When the crowd came back with a hint of cold sweat, now when Lan Chunqiu's most arrogant head is the most arrogant, everyone tried to not want to attract his attention, but Long Xiaoshan went to the array of iron cliffs. This is not what to find death.
They all stepped back and stayed away from Long Xiaoshan.
In just a moment, the Tiemuya Grand Formation was torn away from a gap, and Long Xiaoshan stepped in.
Lan Ya and Wen Qingcheng also followed.
The three rose directly to the sky and flew towards the top of the iron cliff.
Suddenly, the three had reached the top of the Tiemu cliff. Lan Chunqiu also saw the three people flying up, with a gaze and falling on the three people. The dark yellow magic pupils overflowed.
"who?"
Long Xiaoshan faced Lan Chunqiu's height of corpse, his expression was bland, and he walked out of Lan Chunqiu. Those corpse rolled on him, like a breeze, did not cause any obstacles.
Long Xiaoshan came to the tens of meters in front of Lanchun Qiu, and then stopped, and smiled: "The head of the blue, you are here, I just came from the seven poison door, but it was easy to find."
Lan Chunqiu looked at Long Xiaoshan's smile and didn't know what, and suddenly he felt a sense of unknown in his heart.
"Nothing, I just wiped out the Venus Valley, but unfortunately you were not there, I had to run more." Long Xiaoshan still smiled slightly.
"What?"
Lan Chun Qiu's violent breath rose to the sky, roaring: "What happened to the Poison Valley? Tell me soon!"
Long Xiaoshan Road: "Did I not say clearly just now? I said, I just wiped out the Venus Valley ..."
"Ah" Lan Chunqiu roared, the corpse rolled, and he fiercely caught the dragon towards the dragon.
Lan Chunqiu's five fingers were sharp, turned into corpse claws, whistled, and fiercely penetrated the heart position of Long Xiaoshan.
Long Xiaoshan stood there, as if it could not be react, motionless.
In an instant, the corpse claw had pierced the chest of Long Xiaoshan. Lan Chunqiu was full of sorrow. He never expected that he was copied by his hometown as soon as he dominated Ulan.
When he came out, he only brought the elite elder in the door. Most of the younger brothers stayed in Wanxiu Valley. The other party said that the Venom Valley was flattened.
Lan Chunqiu swallowed Long Xiaoshan's heart at this time.
when--
A loud noise, the terrible energy rolled out.
The heads of the martial arts on the Tiemu Cliff did not expect that after the oolong sword faction was suppressed, some people dared to stand up to challenge the blue old demon, and they heard from their dialogue that the young people who just came here were.
Even the old nests of the Seven Poison Gate were brought.
Therefore, when Long Xiaoshan was in the chest of the Lan Lao Demon, these people were a little dare not see. The young people secretly knew that the sky was high and the old demon was so angry that the end would be a hundred and thousands of times worse than the Oolong sword.
However, when the energy rolled away, everyone's eyes solidified.
Lan Chunqiu's corpse claws were on the chest of Long Xiaoshan, but they did not pierce in half. Long Xiaoshan still stood firmly. Lan Chunqiu's face was embarrassed, his teeth were gritted, and the corpse was rolling.
But the corpse claws seemed to be on the iron plate, and could not enter.
"How is it!"
"The Lan Lao Mo is the body of the corpse king. How terrible the power is. Even Di couldn't stop him. This man stood here to let the Lan Lao Demon claw, but he couldn't move."
The heads of the Ulan State who were onlookers were shocked in their hearts.
Long Xiaoshan grinned and smiled towards Lan Chunqiu: "Next, you punch me."
Speaking, Long Xiaoshan is a light fluttering punch.
This fist was soft and weak, and there was no energy, but when Lan Chunqiu touched his fist, he felt sweaty and fried, and a huge force seemed to be tightened with his heart.
dodge.
However, the punch of Long Xiaoshan seems to break the limit of time and seems to be slow, but under this punch, Lan Chunqiu seems to be a hundred times slower.
Watching that punch to punch his chest.
Suddenly, like the sky crash.
Lan Chunqiu's whole body shook violently. It seemed that there were a hundred bells in his head bombing at the same time, and a bombardment sounded. He flew out the whole person and hit the iron cliff.
The whole person was stuck on the light film of the large array, it seemed like a pair of hanging paintings.
On the left chest, there was a large dark hole that was completely penetrated. Even the heart had broken, and only the black blood flowed down.
Everyone's head is buzzing.
It seems that I can't believe this scene in front of me.
I just defeated the head of the Wulong Sword, the fierce flames, and the indispensable blue old demons were hung up in the sky like a dead dog.
People say that they are very sad, but this style of painting has also changed too quickly, and their life is too ups and downs. Even they look at Lan Chunqiu, and they are pitiful.
Of course, that is definitely not sympathy, it is just the illusion caused by ridiculousness.
Under the iron cliff.
Those people of major factions stare at the same time.
Especially those who just surrounded Long Xiaoshan, who almost started, were sweating and sweating. After that, what they did just now, they actually tried to blame a horror that could hang the old magic.
Those people in Dong Xuanzong are even more pale.
The elder Xuanzong trembled in that cave, looking at Ling Ya next to him, and a few words were squeezed out of his teeth: "You, good things you do."
And Ling Ya had long forgotten that her throat could not speak, and the whole person shrank there, like a quail ...
Sneak!
The corpse of Lan Chunqiu's chest was tumbling, and the huge wound continued to heal. He supported his body. The reason why the body of the corpse king was powerful is a big factor is the immortal characteristics. Even if the heart was broken, there was still no major hindrance.