So many monks from all over the northern Xinjiang, "come by thousands of miles", and the optical almighty monks have exceeded twenty people.
As long as there is no semi -grade monk as shelter around Guiyuan, he will die.
"Mist!" Lin Xi waved his hand.
The fog rising in a large blockbuster covers everyone's sight.
Like dreamy, mirror flowers and water.
The scenes in front of everyone have changed tremendous changes.
Some people see the beautiful paintings of all mountains and rivers, and some people see the parents who have not had time to leave the world. Some people see the flying fairy court.
When I arrived in the sword, the pleasant life of joy and hatred ...
Everyone sees what they want in the illusion.
The fantasy realm is really incredible, it is amazing, lost, lingering.
Of course, not everyone will be trapped by illusion.
"It's an illusion, all wake up!" There was a man like a lion -mane yelling at the sky, his voice was deafening, and the sky of the shock buzzed.
Everyone woke up like a dream, and quickly broke free from the illusion.
"What a real illusion, almost trapped in it." Someone said fortunately.
Lin Xi's illusion deal with the monk who is lower than himself.
But if the other person's realm is taller than himself and has a special restraint, the effect will be minimal.
Obviously, there are people who restrain the illusion among the other party.
But it doesn't matter, it is enough to delay some time.
The fog is still tumbling, and Lin Xi slowly merged into the fog after the shape of Lin Xi, disappeared.
"He is gone!"
"So weird fog, this fog is an illusion, please be careful not to suck the fog."
"The means of the lower three -cher, want to win by illusion? The big jokes, it seems that there is nothing great to heye."
"All the back roads were blocked, he had nowhere to escape!"
"Ghost Yuan Chuanren, roll out and die!"
Long Yanchuan's eyes flickered, and he couldn't help looking for Lin Xi. He didn't think Lin Xi wanted to win by illusion.
Of course, it is impossible for a monk who can hit himself a serious creator.
"Find it! There." Someone's pupils appeared mysterious texture, and the texture was built into a small and exquisite formation method, and found Lin Xi.
This person actually engraved the array of tracking and delusional array in his eyes.
As his voice spread throughout the audience, the fog lost the effect, and everyone saw Lin Xi.
Lin Xiao stands between the heroes, his eyes are cold, his hair is scattered like a magic, and the breath of Shura bursts out.
"How about seeing it." The god of God in Lin Xi became more and more glorious, and the sense of oppression was getting stronger.
Everyone was shocked.
What is this?
Only Long Yanchuan retreated early.
Misty is just to cover up Lin Xi's movement at this moment. He needs a little time to accumulate to develop the power of the gods.
But this movement will be a bit big.
Idiots have seen that Lin Xi is about to enlarge the move.
In order to prevent these people alert, Lin Xi has arranged fantasy.
"I see who can stop me!" Lin Xi sowed to the sky, and the momentum was like a rainbow.
The things that were nothing and the momentum of the moment were panicked in the heart of the shock.
Is there such a good rush?
Just when everyone was still shocked, the monks of the Emperor Shenmen were scared to retreat.
They all know, but this blow almost eliminated their door. They did not dare to pick it up.
When others saw this, they did not dare to take the blow from Lin Xi.
It is clear that the other party is going to do my best.
This strongest blow, even the monk at the peak of the fit must be jealous, let alone others, they don't want to be the first "cannon fodder".
So these people suddenly spread out.
Lin Xi did not take a hurry, and did not choose someone to attack casually.
"Don't leave!"
"I have a blow."
"Aren't you arrogant just?"
"Come on, whoever picks up this blow, I said, the long -lived medicine can't be saved! I see who dare to pick it up."
"Don't leave."
"Wow, yeah!"
Lin Xi raised his mind and smashed, so scared that everyone retreated again and again.
Whoever resists first is at least a serious injury.
Killing Ghost Yuan is a matter of nailing on the board. No one wants to pay for it. Of course, no one wants to block this blow.
Then there was such a strange scene. Lin Xi was alone, chasing a large group of people to kill, and the other party did not even dare to return.
The golden robe people looked at this scene, expressionless.
They don't care about any farce.
Because they need some time.
As long as time can be dragged, it doesn't matter what happened.
Golden light is becoming more and more rich. One of the golden robe people is here. The strong breath shrouds the entire area, and the breath level has slowly changed ...
"Enough." Hu Tian couldn't stand it anymore, and there was a strong thick soil and shiny. He gritted his teeth: "It's not a big deal to resist, I want to see how much you are."
Facing Hu Tianqian, who was waiting for, Lin Xi stopped, and the gods turned into light into the heavens and the earth.
"I'm sorry, I have been accumulating for too long, and I have a lot of power so I have leaked a lot." Lin Xi showed an awkward smile.
Hu Tianqian and other popular head smoke.
It turned out to be a shot!
This scared them to escape for so long.
I want to kill you !!
There is only such an idea in the hearts of everyone.
Looking at the crowds like a wolf, Lin Xi finally used his last killer: "Master of the Lord, save his life! Someone wants to kill me."
The sky is falling, everything is like a big thing.
There is a very scary atmosphere permeating in the world.
Everyone saw a white clothes appearing in the field of vision. The horns were slightly white, and the vicissitudes and clearness of the years were washed by the years, gentle and elegant, such as Wen swallowing green swords in the hidden sheath.
Half -saint peak, white sword in white, Jiang Chen.
"Who are you !!" Hu Tianqian asked his voice trembling.
Jiang Chen slowly shook his head without answering, but instead made a sword -shaped shape, and then his arms slowly chopped down: "Hunt the monks in the lower boundary, sin, be a heavenly, be a cricket!"
Wanzhang blue -colored sword gas quickly condensed, and then fell.
boom!
A group of monks were too late to speak, and they were devoured by sword qi.
In just a moment of breathing, all extinguish!
No survivor.
The horrible breath shook, and the large clouds covered the sky, causing the vibration of half a small northern Xinjiang. Numerous eyes gathered in the direction of ghost Yuan.
Countless monks gave birth to palpitations for no reason.