The First Thousand One Hundred and Twenty-Three Chapters Ruined the Big Plan of the People (Three)

Since entering the Motian Pavilion, whether it is Xia Changqiu, Meng Changdong, or his most trusted brother Yan Zhenluo, they have all been clarifying the main idea - the Motian Pavilion is so strong that there is no suitable adjective for it.

Lu Li scoffed at this.

At the time of Huanglian World, Zhu Hong shared a mouthful of one master, how arrogant, his ears were full of cocoons. He felt that Zhu Honggong boasted too much, how strong the Golden Lotus Realm can be, and even the captive breeding plan is not worthy of the realm. After returning, Yan Zhenluo and Xia Changqiu took turns to popularize science, which was much more than Zhu Honggong.

Lu Li swallowed his saliva... His eyes glanced over the bodies of the three-headed beastmasters again.

He believed what Yan Zhenluo and Xia Changqiu said.

Yan Zhenluo ran the sea of ​​qi in his dantian, suppressed the restless qi and blood, and said loudly: "Although the beast king is already dead, don't take it lightly and drive them out!"

Dozens of practitioners came from behind.

They are more or less all over the place.

This is their hometown...now in ruins. Anger and hatred are intertwined, making them want to kill this gang of beasts immediately.

"It's too cheap to drive them out, kill them!"

"kill!"

"kill."

A strong will of revenge stirred up.

Yan Zhenluo looked at the messy and riddled purgatory world, and nodded: "Then kill."

...

Jianbeiguan.

In the gap between the two peaks like a giant sword.

Ning Wanqing had already fallen to the ground.

The black-robed practitioner suspended in the distance and said, "You are exhausted. Do you believe that these raccoon powers alone can tear you apart?"

Ning Wanqing's face was a little ugly, but he still smiled:

"At the very least, so far, Li Li has never crossed Jianbei Pass."

Mentioning this matter, the black-robed cultivator became very angry.

I thought that the raccoon was weak and difficult to be discovered by powerful practitioners. Human practitioners were surrounded by beasts and dared not come out. The wild is almost a world of beasts. It should be easy for Li Li to enter Taitang's territory and complete the plan. It's a pity, it's a pity, after all the calculations, this day's big plan was actually ruined by an inexperienced Jiuye.

How can you not be angry?

The black-robed cultivator looked at the time and said:

"Then let's die together..."

He flew forward, phantoms flickering, leaving afterimages in the air, suspended between Ning Wanqing and Duanmusheng. Duanmusheng was still holding the Overlord Spear, like a sculpture, standing still. But his breath was weak, his body was stiff, and he had lost his fighting power. His body was covered with mulberry scars, and the purple energy from Li Li's body surrounded him, slowly invading his body. Before long, he would also become a crippled person.

Extend your arms.

The bucket-like surroundings are covered with black sharp blades.

There was murder in his eyes.

puff.

Um? The black-robed cultivator was stunned, and before he started, how could there be a sound of his body being passed through? There seems to be a white brilliance flashing in front of my eyes, where did it go?

Then he felt something was wrong.

There was a sharp pain in the chest.

Head down and take a closer look. A white sword gang passed through his heart.

His eyes widened, he immediately stopped controlling the sharp blade, acupuncture to stop the bleeding, to save his life...

call.

In the clouds south of Jianbeiguan, a giant red chariot flew over.

Neither sooner nor too late.

From the giant chariot, the rays of light were shot out in an instant.

The Gangyin beam of light, dazzling, penetrated the chest of the black-robed practitioner. bang bang bang...

"..."

All the fates were taken away by the light beam in the breath.

The difference between strength and weakness is like the difference between clouds and mud.

"Lan...Lan Xihe..." The black-robed cultivator raised his finger and pointed at the red chariot in the cloud, without closing his eyes, he fell headlong and fell into the corpse mountain of Lili, following the corpse mountain. Roll north.

The army of raccoon force rushed up and tore it to pieces.

Ning Wanqing bowed and said, "Meet the pagoda master."

A light voice came from the red carriage: "Tell me about the situation."

Ning Wanqing said:

"Hei Lian has attracted the army of raccoon force from nowhere. This thing has the power to decay, and it is difficult for humans to stand up. Duanmusheng, the third disciple of Motian Pavilion, was ordered to stick to Jianbei Pass and did not retreat. His condition is worrying, I am afraid that he will not survive. already."

The red chariot did not respond to Ning Wanqing immediately, but paused for a moment and said, "Take care of the raccoon force and bring him to the chariot."

The blue-clothed maid bowed her body and said, "Master, this is raccoon force. It comes from an unknown place and has evil spirits. I'm afraid it will affect you."

"Bring him up." Lan Xihe repeated.

"Yes."

The waitress in blue jumped out of the carriage.

The white lotus in the sky fell like snow, and flew towards the raccoon on the north side.

Pieces of raccoon force fell down.

She threw out the ribbon, wrapped around Duanmusheng's body, flew up the red chariot, and landed on the deck.

Nourishes ——

The purple gas on Duanmusheng's body was like green smoke, and it collided with the pattern on the red chariot, making a sizzling sound like a flame.

Lan Xihe frowned slightly.

At this time, Ning Wanqing flew up and landed on the deck. His excellent hearing let him know that Duanmusheng was in a bad situation, so he said, "I have to transfer him immediately."

Lan Xihe walked out and raised his jade palm.

Sunlight-like vitality fell on Duanmusheng's body, forming a separate barrier.

"I'm optimistic." Lan Xihe said.

"It's not the way to go on like this, that evil spirit is very strange, and sooner or later it will erode all the power you left behind." Ning Wanqing said.

"I know."

Lan Xihe said lightly, "If you are entrusted by others, you must do your best."

"Yes."

Boom, boom, boom...

In the distance, countless birds and beasts swooped in.

Lan Xihe said, "Don't move."

The tide-like beast came to the vicinity of Li Li's corpse mountain and stopped. Enclose the mountain of corpses in the heart of Gai to form a huge circle.

Many beasts carry human corpses in their mouths and bodies.

Organized and premeditated.

Ning Wanqing couldn't see it, but he could feel the huge number, and he couldn't help but feel a little worried.

Lan Xihe walked to the steering wheel and looked at Jianbei's dense raccoon force.

Toes lightly, and flew out.

"Owner!"

The waitress in blue was startled.

Lan Xihe's complexion was like water, he swayed three times, and came to the top, blooming a white aperture.

boom----

Countless forces were swept out and became corpses.

She glanced at Li Li, who was still coming from a distance, and shook her head: "The rune passage in the unknown land."

She looked left and right.

He raised his right hand and spread his fingers toward the sky.

The sun and the moon fly out of the palm.

The star wheel blooms.

The sun and the moon shine brightly.

"Blue Tower Master, this is not where you should be!"

A black figure came from the darkness.

A black and purple palm print was photographed, and the palm print passed through the sun and the moon.

Lan Xihe continued to release the Sun Moon Star Wheel, unmoved.

boom!

The palm print was blocked by the sun, moon and star wheel, and all the beasts within a kilometer range were killed by the radiant qi...

The figure of the black figure stopped, taking advantage of the gap between the release of the sun, moon and star wheel, and continuously patted the palm prints.

bang bang bang bang bang...

Lan Xi and Fu Xiu resisted and flew backwards.

The sun, moon and star wheel blocked the palm print, the vitality rolled, and the two separated.

Lan Xihe smiled: "Murtier, so you are here."

"The era of the White Pagoda is over. I didn't expect that you would really collude with Motian Pavilion." The Black Emperor Murtier was suspended above the herd, overlooking the corpses below.

"The White Tower has always opposed the clearing plan, so here I am. There is no collusion."

"I showed weakness to Motian Pavilion at the beginning, and it was for today. I thought that Motian Pavilion would give me a three-point thin face, so I could protect his golden lotus. I didn't expect that Lu Laomo is also a person who doesn't know good or bad." Mu Ertie said.

Lan Xihe laughed again, with a clear smile, and said, "I remember that Pavilion Master Lu visited the palace in person, why didn't you say this at the time?"

"If a man can bend and stretch, and achieve great things, if he can't even do this, what great cause is he talking about?" Murtier said.

"Then what gave you courage?" Lan Xihe said.

Murtier stretched out his arms... and said:

"They obey my orders and are not afraid of life and death."

"They obey the orders of the beast emperor. You are the king of a country, but you are being manipulated by fierce beasts." Lan Xihe shook his head.

"You don't have to sow discord... I have my own measure."

Murtier saw the huge corpse mountain and said with murderous intent: "Hand over the reptile guarding the north gate of the sword, and I can let you go."

Lan Xihe said:

"He's from Pavilion Master Lu, are you sure?"

Murtier looked into the distance, retracted his gaze, and said, "I will kill him sooner or later."

Lan Xihe ignored him and flew in the direction of Hongyan.

Because she felt the earth tremble, the Beast King was coming.

"Take it for me."