Nine Cents Refining

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What a ghost thing?

It can actually affect the monk's spellcasting, and it can make the monk fall into the illusion of the spring tide, and the combat power is greatly reduced.

Tortoiseshell violently screamed: "In front of my armor, I also want to use illusion to injure people? The original source of clearing, the friends quickly wake up."

In the hands of the turtle shield, the air circled and danced like a ripple of silver.

When the ripples passed, the monks shook the body, and the red in the eyes quickly receded and returned to normal.

At this point, Ling Tianjian Wang has taken the opportunity to enter the Yukong sect monk, a sword stabbed to the emptiness.

The face of Yukong’s face was slightly discolored, and the mouth was crisp and shouted: “Well, Ling Tian, ​​you lost to my hand three hundred years ago, this time, don’t think about the exception.”

In the voice of the voice, a piece of green and white jade puffed out, blocking in front of the imperial man, as soon as the sound, Ling Tianjian Wang Jianjian hit a jade.

In the powerful impact, Yupei revolved and retreated. Every time it was turned, Yupei’s edge was pulled out.

The impact force of Ling Tianjian Wang quickly dissipated as he moved.

Under the leadership of their respective leaders, the imperial monks and the tortoises of the Emperor of the Airs began to attack the blue butterfly that floated.

The body of the butterfly swayed slightly, and the turbulent flow of the butterfly continued to float from the wings. The pink light turned into a red dragonfly in front of the butterfly body, like a cloud of smoke, and floated forward.

The monk's sword and arrows, accompanied by colorful spells, madly shot at the butterfly.

The red dragonfly is not an entity. It turns a blind eye to all kinds of attacks. It gently floats down from the air and gently passes through the monks.

The fluttering red dragonfly passed through, and the blood of the monks burst into a burst of blood, splashing on the red dragonfly, which was very bright.

Tortoiseshell screamed: "People pay attention."

The red dragonfly suddenly turned into a snake, and it was drilled into the battlefield of the airspace. It swiftly flashed in the air and drilled into the air.

The imperial man was fighting against Ling Tianjian Wang, unable to prevent it, and was slammed into it by the spirit snake, and a roar broke out in his mouth.

At this time, the butterfly in the air was completely submerged by the arrows that flew from the air, and bursts of explosions broke out in the air, bursting with shimmering light.

The imperial man was hit by the spirit snake, his eyes were not red, the nostrils flowed out two lines of blood, and the hands were loose, and the speed of Yu Pei was slow.

Ling Tianjian Wang Xinzhong a happy, body and sword in one, the wind of the sword slammed, the body quickly accelerated a cluster, Ling Tianjian slammed, inserted straight into the chest of the imperial man.

"Ah...", the screaming screams.

Ling Tianjian Wang did not hesitate to speed up, and the sword was inserted into the airship and hit the past.

At this time, above the sky, there was a whistling in the place that was flooded by the light and the explosion. A blue roll of wings wraps his own butterfly slowly, and the wings are flashing. Falling away from the dust, shaking off the flames, ice and arrows and arrows on your body.

The body of the butterfly has been turned into a summer river, and at this time it is looking up and screaming.

Within the Lingtianjian faction, Lin Shijie’s eyes brightened and his mouth whispered: “I didn’t expect Ogawa to have such a magical ability to see Ogawa’s combat power. I’m afraid that it’s not under my brother. This time, Ling Tianjian’s pie finally does not have to be like It used to be so hard and hard."

In the hearts of every Lingtian swordsman, there are similar ideas.

Perhaps, Ling Tianjian did not have to be bullied so much, perhaps, Ling Tianjian faction can finally turn over.

Every disciple who joined the Lingtianjian faction, the first day he came in, saw that the swordsman was a tragic sword.

A large number of Jianfeng were cut off by life, and the sword was not a sword.

Legend has it that among the mountains below, there are many times more such sword peaks.

Every disciple who came in to the Lingtianjian school received the first education: "Lingtianjian faction, there must be Lingtian ambition, my Lingtianjian faction was once brilliant, when the four ancestors were born, Megatron world, Jianzu Shenxiang, single The solitary sword, the Yangwei battlefield, the world is famous, the world can't dare to go, who dares to fight with the front, I send disciples, remember the ancestors, and work hard..."

When entering the door, every disciple disciple is eager to worship. Every disciple is filled with shackles. Every disciple will have a sense of glory and a deep sense of belonging.

However, in the next cultivation, the disciples will find that their own sects have little practising resources, and their cultivation is difficult. The enemies of the swords are even more eye-catching. Every once in a while, it will be like today. This is like attacking the door. Every time, the swordsman will suffer a lot.

More and more Jianfeng is sinking.

The swordsmanship is getting tougher.

In the past 100 years, the outstanding disciples of the Jianpai have emerged in an endless stream and have a good foundation for development.

However, the enemy's attack will come more frequently. As the tortoise shell said, no one wants to see a rising Lingtian sword pie. Today, Yukong and Turtle are even coming together.

The army is in a state of pressure and the black clouds are desperate.

The disciples are disciples, I hope I don't know where I am.

Ling Tianjian Wang Da killed in fearlessly, trying to behead the opponent's head, but the disciples know that the sword king is difficult to be the opponent.

At this time, another sword king of the sword, the king of Sichuan appeared, turned into a beautiful and elegant butterfly.

Powerful and weird offensive and defensive capabilities make Ling Tianjian's eyes shine.

The ice-blue butterfly assisted the sword king to reinvent the emptiness of the emptiness, and he himself showed a proud defense. In the thousands of attacks, fanning the wings, safe and sound, and shouting.

This is hope.

The rapid rise of Chuanwang allowed Ling Tianjian to see the hope of strong growth.

Ling Tianjian Wang Qiang pushed the imperial man, and slammed into the rear of the flying boat, and he was about to hit the flying boat. Ling Tian’s eyes flashed the excitement of Guanghua.

But at this time, the boat's head appeared to be a tall monk who thought he was wearing a red robe. He said loudly in his mouth: "You are so disappointing to me..."

Ling Tianjian Wang's eyes shrink, Ling Tianjian violently shakes, pushes the air forward, the body swells, the wind rises, and quickly flies back.

The red robe monk screamed coldly: "I still want to escape in front of this seat..."

The red sleeves waved, and an invisible air flow came to Ling Tianjian Wang Fei.

Ling Tianjian Wang mouth sullen, like the leaves in the hurricane, backwards and backwards, the mouth involuntarily spit out the mouth blood.

Lin Jian Wang exclaimed in his mouth: "Brother..."

Xia Chuan’s wings fluttered in the air, and an ice-blue streamer crossed the void, and the wings were stretched out, blocking the back of Ling Tian, ​​and picked up Ling Tianjian Wang.

The crashing sound of the dragonfly swayed in the air. On the wings of Xiachuan, there were pink ripples, and the body was hit backwards by five or six feet. The wings were slightly shocked and stabilized. www.wuxiaspot.com~ Slowly turned around.

The red robe monk's eyes were slightly stunned, and his mouth said faintly: "The ancient gods and beasts are beautiful, and the young people are really good. If you are willing to join me, you can get better training and better development space."

Ling Tianjian Wang mouth corners emerged with blood, appeared in Xia Chuan, and said coldly in his mouth: "When Ling Tianqiang was strong, Yukong Zong was only an affiliated second-rate sect, but now he dares to speak up?"

Xia Chuan's wings are slightly fanned, and his mouth is cold and cold. "I think Lingtianjian is very suitable for my development. Although you are a robbery, you don't want to easily beat me and fight."

The red robe monk raised his head and laughed: "It’s a newborn calf that is not afraid of the tiger. If so, you will pick me up."

In the voice, the red robe monk continually bounces, and a small real pearl rushes over like a bomb.

Ling Tianjian Wang violently screamed: "Be careful, this is a broken true pearl, the emptiness of the emptiness of the emptiness, can break all illusion defense."

Xia Chuan fanned his wings and showed it backwards. It was on the way of Zhenyuanzhu's progress. Like the steel ball hitting the steel plate, Xiachuan's wings broke out with a series of cracks.

Suddenly shaking his body, he was shocked back a few feet, Xia Chuan stabilized his body, and his mouth whispered: "The old emptiness, but this is the case."

The red robe and the old whispered eyes narrowed slightly, and the mouth snorted: "Great, the sword king in the area can actually catch the real Yuanzhu continuous collision, it seems, look down on you, but this time, you Ling Tianjian From top to bottom, let me die..."

In the voice of the voice, the right hand was a void, behind him, on five huge flying boats, all the monks rushed together, and the body rushed out of the real yuan. Soon, a huge shuttle, the sparkling lights appeared in the hands of the royal grotesque. With one arm, the shuttle hovered and killed to Xiachuan. (To be continued.)