The city of Monkey King

The war is endless, and the demons are killed.

Blood sprinkled for thirty-six days.

The mournful wind whistled on this day and rang through every corner of the world.

Tiantongjie.

The heavens and the earth are cold and indifferent, and the innumerable monks are frozen in the air, between the clouds, all in the ice.

The souls of the gods are all frozen, and even the eyes are not flipping.

Tiantongjie defended the bitterness, and the face of the old face was once again pale and ugly.

Because he was surprised to discover that he had previously placed hope on Tiantong San Lao, the three quasi-sacred powers were not the opponents of this demon.

Looking at the former gated palace, watching the unsupportedness that appeared from the ground gully.

One share...

The meaning of chilling that can't be suppressed is filled from the heart.

In the land above the gully, the unruly tattered robe is windless and automatic, and the figure rises slowly. For those three quasi-sacred abilities, the pair of ice-blue scorpions are only faintly swept.

But only a slight sweep.

"go!"

Tiantong San Lao, these three old men are all old-fashioned faces in this gaze. Their faces are smashed in the sky, and there is a void crack, which wants to escape directly through the void.

however…

Everything is already late.

Just a moment of rest, not yet waiting for this void crack to solidify, when it is time, there is ice blue pick up, this crack... was frozen by the ice.

‘Well! ’

At the same time, the three old men were shocked, but in an instant... In front of the three of them, there was an undefeated appearance in the void.

The ice-blue scorpion is reflected in the eyes of these three people, and it has become the last scene of their life.

"Do not!!"

All three were screaming.

boom!

The three unsupported shackles are all swayed by the long stick in the hand, and Tiantong is old and annihilated.

Like a three-way fireworks, it is dissipated after the splendour.

Not only the three bodies in this place are annihilated, but all the avatars, incarnations, and souls that are in the three worlds are destroyed!

Scribbled roots!

Death can't die anymore!

Quasi-Saint Power...

Every monk who can practice to this point is already unaware of how many disasters he has experienced. After countless vicissitudes of life, he will be able to achieve the status of today's quasi-holy, and become a quasi-sacred power that is admired by all and enshrined by thousands of incense.

However, at this moment, a quasi-sacred Chinese product, two quasi-sacred products, these three quasi-sacred powers, so in the hands of no support.

There is nothing in the power of rebellion.

Killing these three quasi-sacred, the real body without support is not moving.

The three avatars are scattered and slowly dispersed at this moment.

The monks of the entire Tiantong world were completely forced. They couldn’t believe what was happening in front of them. In their eyes, Tiantong San Lao, who was supreme in their eyes, was able to overwhelm the quasi-sheng power, and it was so devastating.

"Run... Run, run!"

"..."

Those who can still move, including the day of the Tongjie stalking and flying, this time is no longer the slightest demeanor, they are horrified to rush toward the Tiantong border, want to leave the Tiantong world.

but…

No support is already in the world, and wanting to escape is simply a delusion.

A large number of monks rushed toward the gates. However, when these monks were vacant, they were about to reach the gates. At that time, a chilly force that was hard to resist swept the entire gate.

All the monks, even if they had the sorrow of the golden sacred peaks, were also made into ice sculptures under the force of this cold.

There is still a fearful color in my eyes...

Even the Tongjie Gate was frozen, and the illusory vortex stopped flowing.

From the Tiantong border to the palace, the gully over the sky, the shape of the unsupported continually began to rise, and the body shape passed over the iced ice sculptures next to it, and the eyes were cold and cold.

When he arrived at the gate of the Tiantian Tongjie, behind the unsupported, densely packed monks were frozen in this day.

step…

Stepped out of this Tiantong border.

Also at this moment...

boom!

All the ice sculptures behind him, including the frozen Tiantong defensive, are completely disintegrated at this moment, the flesh and the soul... everything is gone!

The thirty-sixth day of Wanjie, outside the Tianmen.

The number of demons gathered in this Tianmen has reached hundreds of millions, but billions of dollars. This is because every day, the heavenly government is trying to stop the monsters that are constantly rushing out.

If not...

The number of demons here is enough to reach tens of billions at this time, and then give some time, hundreds of billions of dollars is still enough.

In such a short period of time, with a vain atmosphere, gather dozens of billions of demons, the entire Wanjie... only Qitian Dasheng!

"Zhen Jun, Xian Ting came to the urgent report, Li Tianwang's reinforcements were blocked at the 18th day, blocking the number of demons, and it was difficult to support them in a short time, we..."

On the side of Yang Lan’s side, the deputy of the marching whispered in a whisper, and was very worried in the tone. Obviously, this deputy would feel that he would finish playing for a while.

after all…

Five million Xianting elite Tianbing, although very strong, the lowest of these heavenly soldiers are the caves, but also the powerful techniques and joint magical cultivation of the exclusive training of Xianting Tianbing.

But it is stronger, it is only five million soldiers.

In the face of the billions of demons, even if the strength of these demons is weak, the number can be placed there, even if it is a demon, it is enough to flood the five million soldiers.

For this deputy, Yang Lan did not put it in his ears.

With his temper, he can't care about it.

In Yang Lan’s body, there was a slight white light, and in the white light... no longer the white, but a silver armor.

"kill!"

At this time, from the land of the demon in front, billions of demons, the Great Saint flag was soaring, and suddenly rushed toward the thirty-sixth Tianmen.

The roar of the sky, the one that only turned into the original shape of the big demon, the huge body, the five million Xianting Tianbing out of Tianmen!

Although it has not yet arrived, but that momentum, it is already breathless in the hearts of people.

The deputy of Yang’s side will see this scene. Hearing the snoring of the shocking sky, his face suddenly becomes pale. The five million soldiers are swallowing their eyes subconsciously. They all mention their hearts to the eyes of the blind. Ready to fight.

The roaring dog in front of Yang Lan, a pair of dog eyes looking at the coming of the billions of demons, unable to live a fierce arrogant voice.

Yang Jian…

The armor was in the body and the long knife was in the hand, and the eyes reflected the demon coming from the direction of the gate. The look was light and calm.

It’s not like a demon, but not a group of ants.

In his eyebrows...

The **** red mark, the **** golden light, the moment blooms!

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