Immortal Mortal

This guard is indeed very strong, almost close to the quasi-ninth level. However, at this moment, the bomb has been smashed, and Mo Wuji believes that as long as he can slam on the lining of the lining in an accurate time, the squad will split directly. Although the thief thief and others are better than him, he can accurately find the lining, only one of them.

Mo Wuji Zhang grabbed a half-monthly heavy sigh, and on the other side saw the unscrupulous heavy sigh of the night, subconsciously hit a cold war, and retreated two steps. At the beginning, he was opened by Mo Wuji, and his body was split into two halves. If it is not unscrupulous, what is his life in the night?

Looking at the deep crack in the guardian of the Great Kendo, Mo Wuji took a breath, and the momentum of tearing the heavens and the earth was surrounded by the body. At this moment, the Emperor of the Great Immortals also took a step back.

At the beginning, Mo Wuji did not know how to do it. He saw it clearly. At this moment, Mo Wuji once again condensed momentum, and he knew that the strength of Mo Wuji was ten times stronger than the original. Strong strength is one thing, and more importantly, Mo Wu’s rhythm breaths up again, at least he can’t see the genius.

At the same time, he is also more clear that Mo Wuji has not yet entered the Xiandi, and has not even entered the Xianzun.

In spite of this, the scorpion thief does not think that he can fight against Mo Wuji, and he can leave nothing. For him, Mo Zongzhu is too mysterious. Imagine who can enter Jianhe River? Only Mo Zongzhu can. Mo Zongzhu can not only enter the Jianqi River, but also bring a group of people out of the jail in the Jianhe River. He is sure that he can defeat Mozong and he can't leave Mo Zongzhu.

All of this tells the whistle thief that it is terrible because Mo Wuji did not step into Xianzun. If Mo Wuji is now Xiandi, then it is not so terrible.

Mo Wuji did not enter the Xian Emperor so powerfully. Once he entered the Emperor, who else is his opponent in the fairy world? Whether Mo Wubo can prove the Emperor, the thief is never doubtful.

Don't say that his scorpion is stolen in the Panfanxianmen, that is, he is not in the Panfanxianmen, and he tries not to offend Mo Wuzhi.

Mo Wuji's momentum finally condensed to the peak, half a month to draw.

A ripple that can be seen by the naked eye is condensed in the void, without the sound and momentum of the earth-shattering, nor the tearing of the heavens and the earth.

It is such a plain ripple that is drawn by Mo Wuji, but when all the gods are going to sweep this ripple, everyone's thoughts are swallowed up by this ripple.

"Boom!" After a full amount of time, this ripple suddenly collapsed, and a slap in the sky was drawn.

This sorrowful scorpion is like a germination, and the madness skyrockets, tearing everything around in a short time.

"Hey!" The guardian of the Great Kendo was broken directly, and a long and sloping shovel appeared in front of everyone. From the feet of the people to the gate of the Great Kendo, the ancestral gate of the Great Kendo is like a little girl who has been stripped of clothes, lying in front of everyone.

The scene was silent for a moment, and all the people looked at this shard that was close to Baizhang. This wreckage was a monk with numerous kendo on one side and a flat-van monk ready to rush into the Great Kendo.

The wreckage really seems to be sprouting, still cracking and growing. Several great kendos were repaired as weaker monks, because the wreckage was too close to the wreckage, and was directly torn by the wreckage that continued to stretch.

The martial disciple who was originally strong and strong, under the wreckage of Mo Wuji, the momentum was immediately suppressed.

Mo Wuji took a breath, this is a magical power and wreckage that he realized in the gods and gods. He used this magical power only once because there was no thorough understanding. After the promotion to the king of the king, he took a new level of understanding of all the magical powers, and this was the display of this supernatural power.

I had a cold war against the night, and my heart was jealous of Mo Wuji. He knew that Mo Wuxiu was lower than him, but now he gave him 10,000 courage and he did not dare to do anything.

"Kill!" The first whistle of the whistle of the thief came back, and his eyes left the wreckage, and stepped into the fairy gate of the Great Kendo in one step, and turned into a thousand killings.

The thieves robbed the hands, and the rest of the people of Pingfan Xianmen rushed in.

Despite the large number of people in the Great Kendo, Ping Fan came to the three emperors this time, plus the night, that is the four emperors. The deputy lord, He Qianlin, was killed by the night at almost the first time.

"Who dares to come to me with a big sword?" An angry voice came from the void, followed by a white-bearded old man. Behind this old man is a young man with a long sword.

"The two people who came here are the elders of the Great Kendo, the swordsman, and see that this person should enter the late Emperor. And the young man is the new celestial emperor of the Great Kendo. This person is extremely good." Concisely said quickly.

Mo Wuji immediately said, "Worry night, you go to stop Feng Jian. Wei Zi Pi, you deal with Jian Jiancang. After you killed Yu Jiancang, help to kill Feng Jian. Jane Ming and Nie Chong'an will be here. The quasi-emperor and the immortal ants are all destroyed."

Maybe there are a lot of innocent people in this, but since you were born in the Great Kendo, don't blame him for being unwelcome.

It doesn't matter if you don't get rid of the roots. It is not something that he can understand without remorse. When I thought of the destruction of the Great Wilderness, Han Qingru was only cut off by the sword in the jail, and there was a nameless anger in the heart. As for his own being killed by several emperors, the same thing that left the bones is, in his opinion, a secondary one.

"You are nothing, today is my kendo is destroyed, I will kill you first." Gongliang night was also shocked by Mo Wuji, so for the age of Mo Wuji let him Certainly, it is true that it is not Xianzun.

As long as it is not a fairy, it is not enough to look at him. He also saw that the situation of today's Great Kendo does not seem to be as high as his heart. The Great Kendo now has only two emperors, and the other party has four emperors.

"Get out of the way." Mo Wuji where there is space and entanglement with the public good night, he is anxious about the Tibetan Warriors of the Great Kendo and the vast resources of the Great Kendo.

When the Great Kendo almost killed him and Han Qingru, he also ruined the great wilderness. If he only destroyed the Great Kendo, he did not receive a little interest, and even Mo Wuji felt sorry for himself.

Who is the public good night, Mo Wuji simply did not mind. For him, under the sage, he would not care.

Half a month of heavy arbitrarily drawn a shadow, Mo Wuji followed by a punch. That shadow looks very horrible and terrible. In fact, it is not a murderous trick. His fist is the killer. In the view of Mo Wuji, the public good night is stronger, and his fist can also hurt the other side. When he leaves, the shadows can be taken back, and the life of the public good night can be directly collected.

The public good night did not look at Mo Wuji in his eyes. In his eyes, any immortal king is an ant. Although he is also a fairy king, he thinks that his kingdom of fairy kings is obviously different from the king of others.

The iron sword was sacrificed and a black sword was swept out.

Throughout the Great Kendo, only the swordsmanship of the Gongliang Night is black. It is not because the practice of Gongliangye is different from others because he has an iron sword.

"Hey!" The black swordsman and the mans smashed together, and the void exploded.

The murderous murderous intrusion into the field, the public good night, a glimpse of his heart, he knows that he looked down on Wu Wuji. According to his usual killing experience, this time, his iron sword will smash a black sword and scream to Mo Wuji.

But at this time, he did not dare. His iron sword was retracted and turned into a circle of swords and barriers.

"Boom!" The cracking of the field was on the iron sword barrier, and the iron sword barrier was broken. Gong Liang night spurted a blood arrow on the spot and quickly regressed.

Mo Wuji stopped his footsteps. He expected the Zhonggong to be defeated by the night, and then he did not appear to collect the public life.

"I didn't expect that Dajiandao had a decent singer besides Huang. You are very good. If that's the case, then take me a sip." This time, Mo Wuji did not keep his hands, his whirlpool field madness. Rolling out, Changyu turned into a long river and fell directly.

The shot is a supernatural power. Facing the powerful fairy king of Gongliang Night, Mo Wuji does not want to waste time here.

The public good night was cold, and he thought that the fairy king of the fairy world was no longer his opponent. Today, when he met a fairy king, he almost crushed him.

Has he always been sitting in the sky? The strong outside is so powerful?

I don’t wait for the good nights to return to my heart~www.readwn.com~ Mo Wuji’s long scorpion swept again and turned into a galaxy.

The public good night resisted the rolling of Xianyuan, and wanted to blast the black sword, and then he felt that he was caught in a mire of whirlpool.

The public good night will understand, the other party is not only powerful, but also this terrible whirlpool. It is conceivable that once he can't get rid of this whirlpool, he will be directly torn into two halves by the falling Milky Way.

Gongliang night madly burned his fairy, the violent swords quickly superimposed, forming a circle of swords in his body.

"Boom!" The two fields rushed together, and the unscrupulous whirlpool field was finally blocked.

Gongliang Night had not had time to breathe a sigh of relief. His iron sword made a squeaking sound. The sword of the iron sword was opened by Mo Wuyi’s long river. The long river fell directly and slammed into the head of Gongliang Night.

The darkness came, and a sorrow suddenly arisen in the heart of the public good night. He actually lost to a fairy king, and he still died in the hands of this fairy king.

"You are a half-step fairy, right?" The body of the left side of Gongliang night still couldn't help but ask.

"No, I have just been promoted to the king of the king for less than a month..." Mo Wuji looked at the death of Gongliang Night, telling the truth.

The eyes of Gongliang night quickly dimmed, and some of his deaths were not reconciled. Before he died, he understood his own shortcomings. He and Mo Wuji were not really so big, but he lacked the experience of fighting the immortals. His killing in the secret world is not as great as he imagined.

Unscrupulously, the ring of the public good night and the iron sword were collected. His **** swept back and consciously swept away, and it was amazing to discover that this was only a short time, and the night was gone.

(The update is over, friends are good night! Request a monthly pass.)

......