The city of Monkey King

The peaks are already completely broken. The original snow peaks of thousands of feet high have collapsed. Even the snow that Kunlun has not stopped all the year round has stopped.

The black aperture finally dispersed a few times, and the aftermath of the previous light group began to gradually subsidize.

Over the main Kunlun main peak, the tyrants still emit black light, covering the entire Kunlun Mountains, and the triumphant laughter echoes between the heavens and the earth.

"Han Xiu, you are finally dead!"

"Good death! Wonderful death!"

"A hundred years! For a hundred years! The king does not want to kill you all the time!"

"Relae! Too much hate!"

"Ha ha ha ha...!"

"..."

The voice of the arrogant laughter, the sentence came out one after another.

At this time, outside the Kunlun Mountains, the mountains in the north.

The wine madman lying on the ground of the mountain slowly stood up, his left hand... He held the hilt of the Kunlun Shangqing sword in front of him, and the eyes of the eyes showed a crazy revenge flame!

The Shangda Daqianjian array has disappeared, and they don’t need to wait any longer.

"Kunlun disciples listened to orders."

The wine madman looked at the Kunlun Peak, which was covered with black light, and the voice of sorrow and indignation was revived.

"The disciple is here!"

Behind the 80,000 Kunlun disciples, they are also angry and screaming.

The red eyes of the wine madman are like taking a fire, only...saying a word!

His first cabinet chief!

"kill!"

The sound is filled and repaired, and the earthquake is scattered!

"kill!"

"Kill! Kill!!"

"kill!!!"

The 80,000 Kunlun disciples are all like crazy, they are rushing toward the Kunlun Mountains and rushing towards their homes!

A stream of light did not enter the Kunlun Mountains.

When Fang Yi stepped into the territory of Kunlun Mountain, the 80,000 Kunlun disciples were shrouded in black light.

Every disciple who stepped in was able to discover that when they entered, the moment of the black light shrouded, the spiritual power of the body was completely sealed. ’

What does this mean, they are all clear.

The monk lost his spiritual power and was no different from the mortal. It was tantamount to killing those unknown monsters.

however…

Whether it is a wine madman, whether it is Zhao Wenzhao, whether it is Fu Yuanchao, whether it is an elder of Kunlun Mountain, any ordinary disciple.

Eighty thousand disciples, no one stopped!

With a full anger, rushed toward the main peak of Kunlun.

Can't be empty.

Then go hiking!

Can not use the technique.

Then cut it with a sword!

kill!

kill! !

Revenge for the owner!

Killed this group of **** girls!

Kunlun is our home!

Recapture our home!

The killing of the 80,000 disciples trembled, and even the peaks of the Kunlun Mountains were able to hear the sounds from the periphery.

"A group of idiots and ants are weak, and this loss of spiritual power is tantamount to death."

The tyrant squinted at the periphery of the Kunlun Mountains, and snorted and fainted.

"Wang, these ants don't need to worry about the king, they are all handed over to the subordinates."

As soon as I heard the sound of the sound of the sound from the outside of the Kunlun Mountains, the face showed a hot color. For these monks who lost their spiritual power, it was no different from slaughtering pigs and dogs.

After that, it was prepared to go straight to the Kunlun Mountains with the soldiers of the lizard.

"Take Laozi."

At this time, a cold and biting sound came out.

I stunned for a moment, and the subconscious looked down the sound.

There, the place where the previous black light group fell, the rolling dust, the original Songyun peak has completely disappeared, and all the grass and wood are thoroughly powdered.

Not only was it a slap in the face, but even the tyrant heard the voice and it was a brow. Obviously he was very surprised.

"Not dead yet?!"

Looking at the original Song Yunfeng, faintly speaking, a trace of disdain in his eyes.

For him, Qin Feng’s death is not the same, he’s the best to die, he’s not dead, and it’s very simple. Just like this, there are a few more moves.

"Since you like this world so much, have you heard a word?"

The sound of Qin Feng, the icy ice, like the ice of the ages, came from this rolling smoke.

The spread of this voice made the tyrants and his men confused, and did not know what Qin Feng meant.

"Debt pays back, kills..."

"life for a life!"

Call ~!

The smoke and dust were scattered, revealing the people in the smoke, slightly squatting, black coat, messy hair, blood falling from the corner of the mouth.

This is Qin Feng, and in the side of Qin Feng, there is a woman outside the sword array, a long and graceful body, an elegant white sling dress.

Nangong Yiren.

"It’s ridiculous, ridiculous!"

Hearing the words of Qin Feng, after a glimpse, he suddenly laughed, and there were raging arrogance in the eyes of the four corners. He did not put Qin Feng in his eyes.

Not only did he laugh wildly, his group of lizards, the millions of lizards, and now they made ironic laughter.

"What are you counting! Actually telling the king to pay for it?!"

"You don't even dare to go out of the life-saving kennel that Han Xiu gave to you. What else is it to talk to the king about it, and I really don't know the tall and thick boy."

The tyrant raised his hand, and in front of him, a black light group of the size of the palm appeared: "This king killed you, but between the waves, you thought that this kennel that Han Xiu gave you can really protect you. Life?!"

Qin Feng did not pay attention to what he said.

At this moment, he seems to be cold and cold. In fact, the anger in his heart has already burned. I don’t know how many feet. The body of this body exudes a guardian sword array of green gold. This is what Han Xiu used to shape him.

The price paid for this: the broken soul, the reincarnation.

All this happens in front of myself...

He Qin Feng never accepted such a heavy affection.

The husband is a world leader and has his own rules of conduct.

Grace will still be, the enemy will report.

He asked himself that this life is still not clear about Han Xiu's grace. The only thing he can do is to use this whole lizard to sacrifice blood for Han, to comfort his undead!

If...there is really a world in the world, Han Xiu... should be able to see it.

"Ira."

Qin Feng slowly stood up and looked at the Nangong Yi people who stood outside the sword array.

The muscles of the muscles and the spirit of Qin Feng communicated with each other. When Qin Fengfang was in the midst of the smog, the glutinous clouds sent Nangong Yi people to their side.

Hand, lifted up towards the Nangong Yi people.

The Nangong Yi people also looked at Qin Feng. It was very well-behaved and also reached out to Qin Feng. Her hand... actually passed through the bodyguard sword formed by Han Xiu.

The two hands were held together.

The moment when I held the hand of Nangong Yi...

In the eyes of Qin Feng, the flames burned in a flash, that is... the eyes of the fire!

The stagnant power in his body, this moment... crazy flow.

The eyes of the cold burning flame swept over the lizards and swept over the tyrants above the sky.

The newspaper's hatred.

The hate of the blood.

The debt of the debt.

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