Nine Cents Refining

"Ten days to dry the twelve branches, the sky is dry, the woods are dry, strong and yang; the branches, the branches of the trees, the weak and the yin..." Yang Zhangliang Lang Lang opened, there is a trace of tired stars, burning Hui, light smile and self-confidence once again floated on the face, with the help of the ancestors, the help of the three, he is really through the eyes of the front. New Beech Chinese Website www.xinbiqi.com

The two hand-held fans, slightly squatted, and Yang Zhangliang turned around, but thanked the demons for their support, and then said with aloud: "Everyone, I will break with me."

A, B, D, D... The position of Heaven, the 20th in each position, the ugly ugly... The position of the earth branch, with 10 progressive, under the coordination command of Yang Zhangliang, the magic repairers quickly find the position, Yang Zhangliang, The feather fan is lightly shaken, indicating the attack position in turn.

The demons are not in a hurry, they are enemies, morale is available, and there is evidence for advancement and retreat.

This time, it has already ruined Yang Zhangliang’s two formations, and he was finally thoroughly absorbed by him.

Within the array, Sun Hao’s body is bloody, reflecting that his whole person is very fierce. What Sun Hao did not think is that he has just changed twice and killed more than 50 monks. His bloodyness has accumulated on his body. It is really unintentional to insert a willow. After the killing of more than 50 monks, the bloodyness of his body is once again thick and abnormal, and he is bound to refine his blood. A big step forward.

Think about it, this is also unexpected, clean up, the heavens are restored, and their own standards of judgment, these magic repairs are killed by Sun Hao, and their suffocation accumulates in Sun Hao, but it is also a matter of course.

Not only that, within the Qingyun battle boat, on the list of the martial arts, the ranking of Anonymous has risen sharply again, directly rushing into the top 100, and the disciples are not willing to care, and quickly report.

This rising momentum, in the battlefield, is the killing of Lu Lushan so fierce.

Sun Hao did not know that his own points change once again caused a storm in the Qingyun battle boat.

at this time. Sun Haohu opened his eyes and took a Lingshi in his hand to make a tempo, but he finally sighed. Gather this spiritual stone. Yang Zhangliang's rumors are not weak. At this time, the secret law blessing, if there is a ancestor's possession, the eyesight of the road has been similar to Sun Hao.

Even if Sun Hao is changing now. At the very least, I can harass the demons for a while, but I can't get much effect. If so, let him break the law and let the two sides fight really.

God knows what to do, sinks into his own knowledge of the sea, and knows the sea. It seems to have a mirror that reflects the entire battlefield and the battlefield. The five-faced battle flag shimmers in the mirror.

Sun Hao’s knowledge of the sensation, pulling the flag of the five sides, began to swing.

The battle flag swings, Guan Jingqi, Xiangdong, Gu Aiping, Nanfeng, and the founding army, immediately follow the guidance of the battle flag, lead their own monk squad, wave the battle flag, and begin to move slowly within the Qingyunmen .

At this point, the array is not broken. The Qingyunmen monks did not receive an order from the action. Their actions were strictly speaking, a little overstepping.

just. Bowen saw the movements of these five people and immediately recognized that they were the five scattered repairs that helped Sun Hao. They immediately saw the five-color battle flag in the hands of the five men, and they couldn’t help but feel the heart and said with a heart. The array is moving with the flag. Prepare to fight."

The Qingyunmen monk was slightly stunned, but he immediately reacted, and the three and three were paired, and they quickly deployed three talents.

Not to mention, at this time, they found that the monks around them seemed to be familiar with the three talents. Just three monks together, practicing the three talents are all decent.

Song Xiaoli and Liang Dingjie looked at each other and looked at the blog post. The blog post nodded slightly to them, but did not explain.

In the array of methods, Sun Hao, who sat down and sat down to the sea, showed a faint smile on his face. The blog post is also a smart person, so that he has lost a lot of trouble.

Qingyunmen monk three or three teams, and three talents.

Three talents were connected. Suddenly, they felt that there was a mysterious breath on the top of the five-faced battle flag. Under the breath, the Qingyunmen monks quickly entered the battle.

this is?

Song Xiaoli and Liang Dingjie floated in the air, and suddenly they burst into a quarrel of monks who were murderous and looked at each other. Liang Dingjie asked: "Bao Wen? Is this?"

The blog post smiled a little: "Liang brothers don't worry, and when the magic is broken, look at it."

When you talk, Yang Zhangliang’s fan is pointing in one direction and yells: “Drink.”

The magic repair Qi Qi attacked, a loud bang, like a strong wind blowing, blowing away the fog over the Qingyunmen station, revealing the Qingyunmen monk inside.

At this time, Qingyunmen monks were less than three hundred, and the five elements of the Mozong monks, although more than 50 people were damaged, still more than four hundred, occupying an absolute number of people.

The array was broken, two enemies, and the sword was arrogant, and the four eyes were right.

The five elements of the Mozong disciples, carrying the power of the battle, the morale of the rainbow, the momentum is very strong, eager to try.

Qingyunmen monks, fighting in battle, deep and deep, waiting for.

Lei Peng laughed and patted Yang Zhangliang's shoulder: "Zhang Liang, good, this battle won, you should be the first."

Then, the big hand stretched forward and pointed to the direction of Qingyunmen: "You all listen to the orders, all have, goals, Qingyunmen, one does not stay, kill me."

"killing and killing", the magical disciples are violent, the real yuan is running, the magical instrument is flying, in all directions, killing the direction of the Qingyunmen disciple, trying to take the absolute advantage of the number of people, set the battle in one fell swoop.

Colorful, varied, all kinds of different, each character has attacked the Qingyunmen station and attacked the Qingyunmen monk.

Yang Zhangliang stood near Lei Peng and Bai Liang, looking at the direction of the Qingyunmen battle, and his heart felt a sense of uneasiness. I felt that there was something wrong with it, and my face was full of sorrow and sorrow.

The Qingyunmen monk did not have any move, and under the breath, he was obedient.

Sun Hao knows the movement, Guan Jingqi's hands, the golden flag is in the air, and there is a shadow of the flag in the air. The virtual shadow flag rises in the wind, the flagpole is like a gun, the front of the flag is in front of the flag, Guan Jingqi screams: "Blood Horse bow carving, iron wind long knife; roll carrying Jiangshan, sweeping the world; white bones wrapped around grass, blood flow drifting ..... sharp gold, sharp gold ..."

After Guan Jingqi, four flag-bearing monks swung the flag, followed the direction of Ruijinqi, waving in a sudden direction, and followed Qi Guanqi in the mouth and shouted: "Ruijin, Ruijin..."

Driven by the five men of Guan Jingqi, they were drawn by the battle flag, and the monks in the line could not help themselves. They rushed to drink: "Rui Jin, Rui Jin..."

In the screaming voice, Qi Qi mobilized the real yuan, along the direction of the flag, issued a uniform stroke.

The monk is like a Qiqi gathering on the huge flag of the Ruijin flag, along the flagpole, turned into a long gun.

This gun, golden, up to ten feet long, as thick as a steel column, the head of the gun is like a shuttle, in the middle of rotation, if the gun body has a golden dragon rotation, the prestige is sturdy and the momentum is rampant.

Guan Jingqi screamed: "The sharp gold refers to the invincible, Jinlong against the scales, go."

In the air, the golden rifle, breaking away, is like a broken bamboo, not in the front of the magic repair camp.

Wherever passed, the magical body of the demon is like a tofu, can not withstand a blow, can not resist half a point, a long gun, consistently, sharp gold flag, a fine light, the road, more than 20 building base elite magic repair In an instant, it was hit by the "Golden Dragon Counter Scale Gun". It was like a string of crickets. Without too much struggle, it fell on the spot.

At this time, the attack of the magical repairs in all directions is about to come to the battlefield.

Sun Hao knows the sea, and the knowledge of God is affected.

Sun Hao breathes traction.

In the center of the battlefield, the hero of the army moved, and the thick soil flag in his hand rose with the wind. He screamed in his mouth: "One stone and one wood, one brick and one watt, the broken wall, the third is to borrow the law... thick soil, thick soil... ..."

Over the thick soil flag, there was a shadow of a big flag, and the shadow of the sky shone, emitting a ray of yellow, like a semi-circular arc, covering the entire battlefield.

The other four sides of the battle flag, followed by, followed by the move, this time, breath traction, the monks in the array involuntarily inspire their own body suffocation, at the same time, involuntarily, Qi Qi violently heard: "thick soil, Thick soil."

In the screaming voice, the body of the in-house monk’s body was like being pulled up, and the khaki glory was flourishing.

Immediately, on top of the head of the Qingyunmen monk, there was a transparent khaki-cap, which was solid and firm, and it was left untouched by the magical attack.

Song Xiaoli and Liang Dingjie looked at each other and looked at the blogs with light and light winds. They couldn’t help but sigh: Bowen, it’s a good way!

Even if you haven't seen it with your own eyes, there are related records in the Zongmen classics. This is a battlefield. In ancient times, the Terran monks slashed the weapon of the Wanzu and the monks battled.

I don't know, how is the blog post laid out, and what is the means by which the battle is controlled.

The way of the formation method is really profound and profound.

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Opposite the magic, the momentum is ambiguous, of course, the mad attack has no fruit, but this side, but only a round, it has accounted for more than 20 fellows.

Zheng Wang’s morale, inevitably, suddenly fell.

In the eyes of Yang Zhangliang, the flash of light flashed, and a sigh of blood spurted out of the mouth. The whole person hurriedly floated into the air, and screamed loudly: "The hero, the devil's dry; the untouchable, the devil's book... , weak energy, strong ancestors, three slightly attached, hope..."

Lei Peng’s eyes flashed, and he wanted to hold Yang Zhangliang. Bai Liang held Lei Peng’s shoulder and shook his head slowly.

Lei Peng silently, looking into the air.

At this time, Yang Zhangliang, jade face flushed, angered and rushed to the crown, the ray towel rushed open, the roots of the hair erected, the front of the feather fan pointed, and screamed: "A good world, three people, battle, friends, listen to my order..."

The following magic repairs, at a time when nothing happens, see Yang Zhangliang vacant, and Qi Qi loudly said: "Drink..." (to be continued.)