Chapter 965: 965
If audio player doesn't work, press Stop then Play button again
The main peak of Tianyun, half of the main peak is almost turned into a void.
The Disciple of Tianyun Jiushan was alarmed and vacated, looking at the main peak.
“what is that?”
“Dragon? Is it wrong? Is it Spiritual Consciousness?”
“My God, is it the Supreme, the Supreme is fighting?”
a path of horror, shocking sounds in the mountains, countless people looking at the scene of the empty and horrible two black dragons and the seven-color sword.
I saw that there was a lot of traces on the giant sword, which was eroded by Demon Qi, and even an existing was eroded.
The wind devil squats on his body, standing with his hands on his back, and his eyes are dark.
The misty spirit is more complex and paler, and the supreme thought is corroded a little. It’s just like the pain of the broken finger. It’s the same as the wind and the devil. Now the heart of the misty spirit is shocking, the wind demon’s supreme thought is terrifying to this kind. degree.
The wind demon is the supreme Peak, but he is also the Supreme High Grade cultivation base. He is almost suppressed everywhere.
This is the wind demon! ?
That is, Heavenly Cloud Sect is now the only remaining supreme.
One person nothing more, but shocked the top ten Star Field Supreme did not dare to covet Tianyun Shenshu.
Wu Lingjun discovered that he was too small, Heavenly Cloud Sect, too small.
“Wind demon, do you really have to make a fuss?” Wu Lingjun pressed his heart and shook his voice.
The wind devil looked at the misty spirit. “If you dare make a move, hurt my Heavenly Cloud Sect Disciple, tomorrow I will spend Heavenly Cloud Sect more than a Disciple income into the Xuankun border, killing the middle ground, killing your fog home Clansman.”
“Today, one third of your supreme thoughts are not broken, so don’t think about leaving!”
The sound of the wind demon is calm, but overbearing.
Even if it is the spirit of the ten thousand years, it does not ignite anger.
“Wind demon, you have to get an inch!” His finger fretting, taking a deep breath, but it is taboo.
He did raise the heart of make a move great war. Compared to Heavenly Cloud Sect, if the great war is up, the death and injury is definitely Heavenly Cloud Sect.
The most important thing is that Wu Lingjun is clear. If the Supreme Thought is attacked, he will be defeated.
Supreme thought evolutionary dragon lineage, this is too terrifying, Longfeng is the Starline Sky’s Bloodline Extreme Existence, Starry Sky billion Ten Thousand Races have to look up, can even respect the evolution of dragon and phoenix, definitely far from him.
Wu Lingjun heartache, the heart is more remorse, if it is a loss of one-third to the respect, he must at least painstaking cultivation for thousands of years.
The wind devil looked at the misty spirit, only spit out a sentence, “Don’t force me to kill you!”
The sound falls, and the misty spirits face a huge earthquake.
He stared at the wind demon, full of a dozen breaths, and the light passed over the Xuan Kun border.
“Fog, give you three 10 breaths!”
The misty complex complexion is so ugly that he thought he could drag the wind and the devil’s incense time, I am afraid that it is difficult to drag the semi-column incense.
“Damn, is this fellow really a sinister?” The misty spirit screamed in his heart, and the a trace of remorse in his heart reappeared.
For the sake of a mysterious death, and the two futures of the younger generation of life, now he even lost one-third to the statue.
This is too worth it!
……
In the Pearl of the Underworld, the sound is turbulent, as it comes from Heaven and Earth.
In the mysterious light, there are dozens of squares of terrifying explosions, rolling waves of storms against Heaven and Earth, waves like tsunami, sweeping the 10th Heaven and Earth.
When the explosion subsides, Xuanguang bursts, but the fog is small but one arm, and the wolf is unbearable on the blue sea.
Three 10 breaths! ?
The fog suddenly rose up, and there were more rays of light suddenly increase in the eyes, and finally dimmed.
Qin Xuan’s body also showed a lot of scars again. At the last moment, Wu Bosu decisively detonated the six-piece Magical Treasure gold magnetic spoon, which was saved from robbery.
Even this hurts Qin Xuan, Qin Xuan blinks bright glow, swings make a move palm, removes the piece of Magical Treasure piece embedded in his bone.
He naturally heard the sound of the misty monarch, and he looked at the fog.
“You can’t kill me, I’m destined to die!”
“Since I know your name, can you not know your cultivation base? You can’t know what you think!”
“Into this meditation, you are going to kill me, but…”
Qin Xuan is cold, “I want to kill you!”
The same is true of the people such as Wubo, and the same is true. Qin Xuan is aware of the killing intent when he sees this person.
Ten years later, the relics of Xianhuang were opened. He was destined to enter this place. If it was in the battle between life and death, Wubo was sneaked, and that was the lore of genuine.
Previous life, Wubo is killing him, even after the fog is dead, near the Heavenly Cloud Sect, as long as there are some signs like him, Wubo will not kill.
For this reason, the previous life, even if Qin Xuan concealed the figure, was finally found by the fog.
Such a person, if not dead, has endless troubles.
Wubo was finally started to talk, and his voice was hoarse. “You are a monstrous talent, and the fog is dead!”
“But you kill me the only Bloodline, I will kill you!”
“Don’t die, kill you!”
He was hoarse and even more ready to go straight to Qin Xuan.
“You will pay for my grandchildren!”
As soon as the sound started, the fog appeared on the front of Qin Xuan. The speed was fast, and it was twice as fast as before. Qin Xuan expected the fog to behave, but the body did not react.
The misty body is like a melting pot, and the temperature of terrifying is almost evaporated to the sea of Qin Xuan under the foot.
Qin Xuan’s eyelids fretting, punching out Rulong, and retiring without hesitation.
“You burn Nascent Soul, want to burn yourself to kill me?”
Qin Xuan’s voice is cold and seems to have been expected.
Still not waiting for him to leave, only one of the remaining palms of the fog is ready to grab the Qin Xuan ankle.
His eyes have turned into a death stillness, the last three 10 breaths, he wants to kill Qin Xuan impossible, only this way can go.
Wu Qibo did not say a word, Qin Xuan under the foot shock, the power of Rulong, the fog of the arm of the emperor shocked into a fine powder, turned into a blood mist.
But that is the blood mist, which burns like a fire at this moment, turns into a chain, rushes to the foot of Qin Xuan, traps it, does not enter itself, the flame continues to become a chain spread, and many of them are trapped by Qin Xuan. .
Qin Xuan’s body on the top of the eight-grain warfare lighted up the black war pattern, terrifying energy constantly collapsed the flame, the body appeared a path of scorch, burning skin.
At this moment, the body of the fog is burning in the extreme, including the Primordial Spirit behind him.
“What are the three fires?”
Qin Xuan turned and looked at the skin and blood of the Primordial Spirit Nascent Soul, which was ignited almost like a firewood, and it was turned into a terrifying flame.
He knows very well that a half-step of the Half-Step, a smoldering Primordial Spirit, a blood-burning meat, and a burning fire by Nascent Soul, he wants to break free, even if he is free from breaking, I am afraid that the three fires will be ready for him. All in it.
If the raging fire is a flame, it will burn the furnace around Heaven and Earth.
To death, Wu Boshang never said a word again, only the pair of blind people looked at Qin Xuan, such as watching the dead.
Qin Xuan was shrouded in this fire, and the three fires burned a dozen times. A Half-Step Dao ignited all the three real fires, and the six Magical Treasures also ignited.
After ten interest rates, Sancha really dissipated, Qin Xuan already like coke, the hair was always burned and fell into the blue sea.
With the sound of a bang, the entire blue sea border is inside…
If death stillness!
Please report us if you find any errors so we can fix it asap!
The main peak of Tianyun, half of the main peak is almost turned into a void.
The Disciple of Tianyun Jiushan was alarmed and vacated, looking at the main peak.
“what is that?”
“Dragon? Is it wrong? Is it Spiritual Consciousness?”
“My God, is it the Supreme, the Supreme is fighting?”
a path of horror, shocking sounds in the mountains, countless people looking at the scene of the empty and horrible two black dragons and the seven-color sword.
I saw that there was a lot of traces on the giant sword, which was eroded by Demon Qi, and even an existing was eroded.
The wind devil squats on his body, standing with his hands on his back, and his eyes are dark.
The misty spirit is more complex and paler, and the supreme thought is corroded a little. It’s just like the pain of the broken finger. It’s the same as the wind and the devil. Now the heart of the misty spirit is shocking, the wind demon’s supreme thought is terrifying to this kind. degree.
The wind demon is the supreme Peak, but he is also the Supreme High Grade cultivation base. He is almost suppressed everywhere.
This is the wind demon! ?
That is, Heavenly Cloud Sect is now the only remaining supreme.
One person nothing more, but shocked the top ten Star Field Supreme did not dare to covet Tianyun Shenshu.
Wu Lingjun discovered that he was too small, Heavenly Cloud Sect, too small.
“Wind demon, do you really have to make a fuss?” Wu Lingjun pressed his heart and shook his voice.
The wind devil looked at the misty spirit. “If you dare make a move, hurt my Heavenly Cloud Sect Disciple, tomorrow I will spend Heavenly Cloud Sect more than a Disciple income into the Xuankun border, killing the middle ground, killing your fog home Clansman.”
“Today, one third of your supreme thoughts are not broken, so don’t think about leaving!”
The sound of the wind demon is calm, but overbearing.
Even if it is the spirit of the ten thousand years, it does not ignite anger.
“Wind demon, you have to get an inch!” His finger fretting, taking a deep breath, but it is taboo.
He did raise the heart of make a move great war. Compared to Heavenly Cloud Sect, if the great war is up, the death and injury is definitely Heavenly Cloud Sect.
The most important thing is that Wu Lingjun is clear. If the Supreme Thought is attacked, he will be defeated.
Supreme thought evolutionary dragon lineage, this is too terrifying, Longfeng is the Starline Sky’s Bloodline Extreme Existence, Starry Sky billion Ten Thousand Races have to look up, can even respect the evolution of dragon and phoenix, definitely far from him.
Wu Lingjun heartache, the heart is more remorse, if it is a loss of one-third to the respect, he must at least painstaking cultivation for thousands of years.
The wind devil looked at the misty spirit, only spit out a sentence, “Don’t force me to kill you!”
The sound falls, and the misty spirits face a huge earthquake.
He stared at the wind demon, full of a dozen breaths, and the light passed over the Xuan Kun border.
“Fog, give you three 10 breaths!”
The misty complex complexion is so ugly that he thought he could drag the wind and the devil’s incense time, I am afraid that it is difficult to drag the semi-column incense.
“Damn, is this fellow really a sinister?” The misty spirit screamed in his heart, and the a trace of remorse in his heart reappeared.
For the sake of a mysterious death, and the two futures of the younger generation of life, now he even lost one-third to the statue.
This is too worth it!
……
In the Pearl of the Underworld, the sound is turbulent, as it comes from Heaven and Earth.
In the mysterious light, there are dozens of squares of terrifying explosions, rolling waves of storms against Heaven and Earth, waves like tsunami, sweeping the 10th Heaven and Earth.
When the explosion subsides, Xuanguang bursts, but the fog is small but one arm, and the wolf is unbearable on the blue sea.
Three 10 breaths! ?
The fog suddenly rose up, and there were more rays of light suddenly increase in the eyes, and finally dimmed.
Qin Xuan’s body also showed a lot of scars again. At the last moment, Wu Bosu decisively detonated the six-piece Magical Treasure gold magnetic spoon, which was saved from robbery.
Even this hurts Qin Xuan, Qin Xuan blinks bright glow, swings make a move palm, removes the piece of Magical Treasure piece embedded in his bone.
He naturally heard the sound of the misty monarch, and he looked at the fog.
“You can’t kill me, I’m destined to die!”
“Since I know your name, can you not know your cultivation base? You can’t know what you think!”
“Into this meditation, you are going to kill me, but…”
Qin Xuan is cold, “I want to kill you!”
The same is true of the people such as Wubo, and the same is true. Qin Xuan is aware of the killing intent when he sees this person.
Ten years later, the relics of Xianhuang were opened. He was destined to enter this place. If it was in the battle between life and death, Wubo was sneaked, and that was the lore of genuine.
Previous life, Wubo is killing him, even after the fog is dead, near the Heavenly Cloud Sect, as long as there are some signs like him, Wubo will not kill.
For this reason, the previous life, even if Qin Xuan concealed the figure, was finally found by the fog.
Such a person, if not dead, has endless troubles.
Wubo was finally started to talk, and his voice was hoarse. “You are a monstrous talent, and the fog is dead!”
“But you kill me the only Bloodline, I will kill you!”
“Don’t die, kill you!”
He was hoarse and even more ready to go straight to Qin Xuan.
“You will pay for my grandchildren!”
As soon as the sound started, the fog appeared on the front of Qin Xuan. The speed was fast, and it was twice as fast as before. Qin Xuan expected the fog to behave, but the body did not react.
The misty body is like a melting pot, and the temperature of terrifying is almost evaporated to the sea of Qin Xuan under the foot.
Qin Xuan’s eyelids fretting, punching out Rulong, and retiring without hesitation.
“You burn Nascent Soul, want to burn yourself to kill me?”
Qin Xuan’s voice is cold and seems to have been expected.
Still not waiting for him to leave, only one of the remaining palms of the fog is ready to grab the Qin Xuan ankle.
His eyes have turned into a death stillness, the last three 10 breaths, he wants to kill Qin Xuan impossible, only this way can go.
Wu Qibo did not say a word, Qin Xuan under the foot shock, the power of Rulong, the fog of the arm of the emperor shocked into a fine powder, turned into a blood mist.
But that is the blood mist, which burns like a fire at this moment, turns into a chain, rushes to the foot of Qin Xuan, traps it, does not enter itself, the flame continues to become a chain spread, and many of them are trapped by Qin Xuan. .
Qin Xuan’s body on the top of the eight-grain warfare lighted up the black war pattern, terrifying energy constantly collapsed the flame, the body appeared a path of scorch, burning skin.
At this moment, the body of the fog is burning in the extreme, including the Primordial Spirit behind him.
“What are the three fires?”
Qin Xuan turned and looked at the skin and blood of the Primordial Spirit Nascent Soul, which was ignited almost like a firewood, and it was turned into a terrifying flame.
He knows very well that a half-step of the Half-Step, a smoldering Primordial Spirit, a blood-burning meat, and a burning fire by Nascent Soul, he wants to break free, even if he is free from breaking, I am afraid that the three fires will be ready for him. All in it.
If the raging fire is a flame, it will burn the furnace around Heaven and Earth.
To death, Wu Boshang never said a word again, only the pair of blind people looked at Qin Xuan, such as watching the dead.
Qin Xuan was shrouded in this fire, and the three fires burned a dozen times. A Half-Step Dao ignited all the three real fires, and the six Magical Treasures also ignited.
After ten interest rates, Sancha really dissipated, Qin Xuan already like coke, the hair was always burned and fell into the blue sea.
With the sound of a bang, the entire blue sea border is inside…
If death stillness!
The main peak of Tianyun, half of the main peak is almost turned into a void.The Disciple of Tianyun Jiushan was alarmed and vacated, looking at the main peak.what is that?Dragon? Is it wrong? Is it Spiritual Consciousness?My God, is it the Supreme, the Supreme is fighting?a path of horror, shocking sounds in the mountains, countless people looking at the scene of the empty and horrible two black dragons and the seven-color sword.I saw that there was a lot of traces on the giant sword, which was eroded by Demon Qi, and even an existing was eroded.The wind devil squats on his body, standing with his hands on his back, and his eyes are dark.The misty spirit is more complex and paler, and the supreme thought is corroded a little. It's just like the pain of the broken finger. It's the same as the wind and the devil. Now the heart of the misty spirit is shocking, the wind demon's supreme thought is terrifying to this kind. degree.The wind demon is the supreme Peak, but he is also the Supreme High Grade cultivation base. He is almost suppressed everywhere.This is the wind demon! ?That is, Heavenly Cloud Sect is now the only remaining supreme.One person nothing more, but shocked the top ten Star Field Supreme did not dare to covet Tianyun Shenshu.Wu Lingjun discovered that he was too small, Heavenly Cloud Sect, too small.Wind demon, do you really have to make a fuss? Wu Lingjun pressed his heart and shook his voice.The wind devil looked at the misty spirit. If you dare make a move, hurt my Heavenly Cloud Sect Disciple, tomorrow I will spend Heavenly Cloud Sect more than a Disciple income into the Xuankun border, killing the middle ground, killing your fog home Clansman.Today, one third of your supreme thoughts are not broken, so don't think about leaving!The sound of the wind demon is calm, but overbearing.Even if it is the spirit of the ten thousand years, it does not ignite anger.Wind demon, you have to get an inch! His finger fretting, taking a deep breath, but it is taboo.He did raise the heart of make a move great war. Compared to Heavenly Cloud Sect, if the great war is up, the death and injury is definitely Heavenly Cloud Sect.The most important thing is that Wu Lingjun is clear. If the Supreme Thought is attacked, he will be defeated.Supreme thought evolutionary dragon lineage, this is too terrifying, Longfeng is the Starline Sky's Bloodline Extreme Existence, Starry Sky billion Ten Thousand Races have to look up, can even respect the evolution of dragon and phoenix, definitely far from him.Wu Lingjun heartache, the heart is more remorse, if it is a loss of one-third to the respect, he must at least painstaking cultivation for thousands of years.The wind devil looked at the misty spirit, only spit out a sentence, Don't force me to kill you!The sound falls, and the misty spirits face a huge earthquake.He stared at the wind demon, full of a dozen breaths, and the light passed over the Xuan Kun border.Fog, give you three 10 breaths!The misty complex complexion is so ugly that he thought he could drag the wind and the devil's incense time, I am afraid that it is difficult to drag the semi-column incense.Damn, is this fellow really a sinister? The misty spirit screamed in his heart, and the a trace of remorse in his heart reappeared.For the sake of a mysterious death, and the two futures of the younger generation of life, now he even lost one-third to the statue.This is too worth it!In the Pearl of the Underworld, the sound is turbulent, as it comes from Heaven and Earth.In the mysterious light, there are dozens of squares of terrifying explosions, rolling waves of storms against Heaven and Earth, waves like tsunami, sweeping the 10th Heaven and Earth.When the explosion subsides, Xuanguang bursts, but the fog is small but one arm, and the wolf is unbearable on the blue sea.Three 10 breaths! ?The fog suddenly rose up, and there were more rays of light suddenly increase in the eyes, and finally dimmed.Qin Xuan's body also showed a lot of scars again. At the last moment, Wu Bosu decisively detonated the six-piece Magical Treasure gold magnetic spoon, which was saved from robbery.Even this hurts Qin Xuan, Qin Xuan blinks bright glow, swings make a move palm, removes the piece of Magical Treasure piece embedded in his bone.He naturally heard the sound of the misty monarch, and he looked at the fog.You can't kill me, I'm destined to die!Since I know your name, can you not know your cultivation base? You can't know what you think!Into this meditation, you are going to kill me, butQin Xuan is cold, I want to kill you!The same is true of the people such as Wubo, and the same is true. Qin Xuan is aware of the killing intent when he sees this person.Ten years later, the relics of Xianhuang were opened. He was destined to enter this place. If it was in the battle between life and death, Wubo was sneaked, and that was the lore of genuine.Previous life, Wubo is killing him, even after the fog is dead, near the Heavenly Cloud Sect, as long as there are some signs like him, Wubo will not kill.For this reason, the previous life, even if Qin Xuan concealed the figure, was finally found by the fog.Such a person, if not dead, has endless troubles.Wubo was finally started to talk, and his voice was hoarse. You are a monstrous talent, and the fog is dead!But you kill me the only Bloodline, I will kill you!Don't die, kill you!He was hoarse and even more ready to go straight to Qin Xuan.You will pay for my grandchildren!As soon as the sound started, the fog appeared on the front of Qin Xuan. The speed was fast, and it was twice as fast as before. Qin Xuan expected the fog to behave, but the body did not react.The misty body is like a melting pot, and the temperature of terrifying is almost evaporated to the sea of Qin Xuan under the foot.Qin Xuan's eyelids fretting, punching out Rulong, and retiring without hesitation.You burn Nascent Soul, want to burn yourself to kill me?Qin Xuan's voice is cold and seems to have been expected.Still not waiting for him to leave, only one of the remaining palms of the fog is ready to grab the Qin Xuan ankle.His eyes have turned into a death stillness, the last three 10 breaths, he wants to kill Qin Xuan impossible, only this way can go.Wu Qibo did not say a word, Qin Xuan under the foot shock, the power of Rulong, the fog of the arm of the emperor shocked into a fine powder, turned into a blood mist.But that is the blood mist, which burns like a fire at this moment, turns into a chain, rushes to the foot of Qin Xuan, traps it, does not enter itself, the flame continues to become a chain spread, and many of them are trapped by Qin Xuan. .Qin Xuan's body on the top of the eight-grain warfare lighted up the black war pattern, terrifying energy constantly collapsed the flame, the body appeared a path of scorch, burning skin.At this moment, the body of the fog is burning in the extreme, including the Primordial Spirit behind him.What are the three fires?Qin Xuan turned and looked at the skin and blood of the Primordial Spirit Nascent Soul, which was ignited almost like a firewood, and it was turned into a terrifying flame.He knows very well that a half-step of the Half-Step, a smoldering Primordial Spirit, a blood-burning meat, and a burning fire by Nascent Soul, he wants to break free, even if he is free from breaking, I am afraid that the three fires will be ready for him. All in it.If the raging fire is a flame, it will burn the furnace around Heaven and Earth.To death, Wu Boshang never said a word again, only the pair of blind people looked at Qin Xuan, such as watching the dead.Qin Xuan was shrouded in this fire, and the three fires burned a dozen times. A Half-Step Dao ignited all the three real fires, and the six Magical Treasures also ignited.After ten interest rates, Sancha really dissipated, Qin Xuan already like coke, the hair was always burned and fell into the blue sea.With the sound of a bang, the entire blue sea border is insideIf death stillness!
