Unlimited Cultivation

The group of guards saw the two guys swaying closer.

The green cloud on the body, the symphony of red fire, the bright and the indeterminate, the red fire and the green cloud, the endless rotation, and the mysterious. Give one

Kind of unpredictable feeling.

Twenty or so guards stopped their eyes on the rotation of this red, green cloud, and they felt dizzy.

Immediately, more than twenty people felt chills in their hearts at the same time. Just because of this, the people who came were far from their opponents.

The pale golden flames surrounding the other were like ghosts, with their teeth and claws, they didn't look like humans.

In the strange plane, like the monsters and monsters that grow natively.

Although his tone was fierce and tough, he was actually timid by three points.

"I am your father!"

Old Qian was clear and loud, every guard heard clearly, and everyone was furious. This meant that he was here to find fault.

"presumptuous!"

Relying on the large number of people, one of the guards was courageous, and the shout just came out.

I saw the figure shrouded in the red, fire and green clouds with both palms together, one red and one green, two rays of light, cross-cut like a dragon.

The green light is like dripping river water, with biting coldness, and the red light is like a mountain of flames descending into the world, like burning everything.

The guards were so scared that they quickly raised their hands. Several shields in their hands emitted golden light and shadows. Among the overlaps, there were obviously only a few guards, but they formed a sea of ​​shields.

If it is an ordinary person, facing this shield forest like a wall, it will take some time and effort.

Have this time. The master inside also took time out to help.

However, the green clouds billowed, the flames swayed the sky, between the cold and the heat, it seemed to have endless changes, as if there was this invincible sharp power.

Between the two are just a cut, a few shields and magic weapons, the shield wall that turned out to be broken like paper.

Several guards stood in front of the castle gate, and for a while, they couldn't find a place to escape.

On the armor of the guards, a hard light like a carapace immediately appeared.

The hard light like this layer of carapace is extremely slippery, and even the guards' own weapons, when they see this layer of oily carapace, will be slid away, unable to cut into this extremely smooth layer of carapace.

However, as soon as the billowing green clouds and the fire of Tian Tian touched this layer of shell, it turned out to be like cutting tofu, cutting the shell layer by layer.

Then, the guards only felt a shock in their minds, a moment of confusion, and between the bizarre, their own vision had already flown into the sky from an impossible angle.

In the confusion, he didn't even know that he had been cut in half.

Doubt and panic, Caiwang appeared on their faces, and the four guards had been twisted into eight segments!

In the rain of blood.

A group of pale golden flames rushed into the flying shield wall strangely, the two golden arms turned into two pale golden brilliance, flying up and down, the speed is almost imperceptible.

However, the extremely slippery light on the guards obviously affected the turtle. It was only when Old Qian turned the three into six segments that the turtle dug out the hearts of the three.

Stone, Zhu Yi and the others finally swarmed up.

Between the extremely bright lights of various colors flashing, the figure flew.

All the figures rolled around and flew out!

When it fell, it was already a dead body.

"The enemy attack..."

The group of monks rushed out.

"Boom

The gate of the castle just banged into walnut-sized fragments and collapsed into one place.

Of the more than twenty monks who originally served as guards, only one monk is still alive, but his right hand has already been broken!

Massacre is always the best shock!

This sentence is a bit sad.

However, no matter which plane you are in, it is the best to use.

The monks who swarmed in did not immediately screamed and seemed to avenge their companions.

The pungent smell of blood tells them that these few people in front of them win more with less, and they are definitely not the masters to provoke.

A monk with a rectangular face. A face of righteousness.

His eyes flickered a few times, and he immediately stepped forward and nodded to Old Qian: "A few heroes are here, I don't know how to advise?"

"Haha, Lao Tzu killed you guys. It's time to become a hero."

The old money laughed, regardless of the other's righteous face suddenly became ugly.

However, the old money immediately smashed his face.

"I heard that there are treacherous people in this place! I will wait for the gods to carry out the transportation, and specially come to fight the treacherous people and save the country!"

The righteousness in the tone is awe-inspiring, like a lofty mountain!

"Puff! Puff!"

Turtle and Zhu Yi have already laughed!

"It's still being transported by heaven, why don't you make an emperor's edict."

Seeing that the old Qian said awe-inspiring lines that were only available on the stage. Why don't you call Turtle and Zhu Yi both from fellow people on the earth laughing?

Dozens of monks were dumbfounded, surprised and angry!

However, the opponents said these high-sounding words, and the dozens of people who flowed out were confused.

A faint abandonment, with a sense of majesty, came from the castle.

"With a big tone, let them in."

Dozens of monks clattered and gave a way out.

Hey, it's just a god-level monk, and his skill is about the same as that of a spiritual officer.

Once you judge your opponent’s strength is not as good as yourself,

Old money head

Cordial. Yun walked inside fearfully, following its steps, steadily as a mountain. It seems that there is a bit of kingly air.

Turtle Zhu Yi and several people are also arrogant and angry, and they did not compromise to keep up.

In the square where troops were mobilized yesterday, the two groups were facing each other.

Fang is Audrey and her guards, as well as a group of diehard Saint Smail knights.

Among the crowd confronting them was Audrey's cousin Camas, a pair of golden-eyed centaur Maboros, proudly standing behind the master.

Even the handsome and unrestrained Gong Ming stood among the group of people, with a slight smile on his face, and his eyes towards Audrey were full of nakedness.

However, Gongming is not the center of this group, and the blue-haired Camis is not the center of this group.

At the center of this group of people is a short monk dressed in brocade clothes. Although this monk looks short, he has a thick waist and a big waist. Looking horizontally, his figure is quite majestic.

The faint and majestic voice just now was made by this short, brawny monk.

Regardless of whether it was Cameze or Gongming, they stood behind this person and respected this person.

The long-planned court coup? !

Old Qian immediately judged the nature of the drama in front of him.

"Boy, who do you say is a traitor, do you know who we are?"

The stocky monk in Jinyi shook his head, with a mighty power, as if Mount Tai was overwhelming.

"You are guilty of chaos, not traitors, so what?"

The old money smiled disdainfully, an aura gushing from his body, just a shock!

"Peng!"

There was a muffled thunder in the air.

The imposing momentum of Mount Tai suddenly disappeared without a trace.

The short and stout monk in Jinyi lost all the contempt on his face, and a dignified expression suddenly condensed in a pair of mung bean-like eyes.

"It's you"

Audrey quickly covered her small opened mouth with her hand.

Because this momentum made her feel familiar.

It was the flame man who broke into her bathroom through a crack in the space that day.

"My lord, don't talk nonsense with him, kill him again!"

Gong Ming quickly spoke to the short monk.

Because, as soon as Old Qian's loud question came out, many of the monks on his side had hesitated and dazed expressions in their eyes.

After all, Audrey is the orthodox heir of Saint Smyr's Castle.

"No. It's best to speak clearly!"

The short and stout monk stretched out his hand, and he looked like a very old fellow.

"On behalf of the Lord God, I declare Duke Audrey three sins.

, Duke Audrey pursued centralization in Saint Smyr’s Castle, not subject to ritual laws, which led to the appearance of the Saint Smyr Knights.

Second, Duke Audrey used harsh punishments to impose restrictions on the freedom of the people of Fort Navarre and make the people of Fort Navor fear.

Third, Duke Audrey relied on the power of the ancestral holy sword to do whatever he wanted, and Navor Fort fell into chaos.

For these three sins, the Guangmingshan Temple announced the verdict on Duke Audrey.

The title of Duke Audrey was recorded, and the descendant of Saint Simed, Camas, succeeded the Duke of Saint Simed, and took charge of the Knights of Saint Simed.

The words of the short monk, like a giant hammer, hammered the hearts of every Saint Smail knight and the monk of the Holy Word Bow Legion present.

This is the verdict of the Guangmingshan Temple and represents the right of the Lord God!

"You..."

Audrey became angry for a while and didn't know how to refute it.

centralization?

Which lord does not centralize power?

Can I call a lord without the right?

luxury?

It's even more a joke. The luxury of Bright Mountain is second to none in the full gallon!

The power of the ancestral holy sword?

Without the power of the ancestral holy sword, can the Saint Smy clan secure its fief on all planes?

"You are nonsense!

If you want to capture the commandership of my Saint Smy family over the Saint Smy army~www.wuxiaspot.com~, you must get the consent of the Lord God Messenger.

You Guangmingshan, do you have the order of the messenger of the Lord God? "

After Audrey was furious, she was extremely calm again.

She knew that in these fabricated charges, she was totally entangled with the representative sent by Guangming Mountain, and now she had to come up with the final trump card to question Guangming Mountain's authority to appoint the Saint Simers.

"No, you are wrong, Duke Really. This is the last time I call you that way."

The short monk raised his index finger and shook it.

"Bright Mountain did not record the command of the Saint Smaily clan over the Saint Smaily Castle. Look, the one who inherits your position is still the owner of the Saint Smail lineage...a Duke of Kamis.

We just recorded you...Audrey's inheritance rights, so there is no need for orders from the Lord God's Messenger. "

Hearing this, anyone who has a brain will understand that this short monk is taking advantage of this.

Mao atmosphere was embarrassed at the scene.

Although many people still end up with Audrey, what the other party represents is the meaning of Guangmingshan Temple.

Guangmingshan Temple, the actual master of the gallon plane.

As long as you ascend to the heights, the entire temple on the Gallon plane will follow the orders of Bright Mountain.

"Flap, pop, pop!"

Three clear applauses, in an awkward atmosphere, seemed particularly eye-catching.