The Divine Martial Stars

The sword is staring at the immortal in front of him.

His eyes, he didn't look at it, and looked at the blue brush that didn't know how many people were bleeding, and approached his heart a little bit.

The pen is like a knife.

"You will suffer retribution."

Sword idiots have no fear at all, one word at a time.

"You, the shards of the fairy tales, sooner or later, will feel the most cruel retribution in time, and you will not be able to live for a long time. In this world, there is justice."

In the eyes of Swordsman, there is an indescribable light.

When the immortal pen was at the point of the sword, he stopped.

He looked up and smiled faintly: "Justice? You are also one of the few people standing at the peak of the world. It is still so naive. It is pathetic. You know, in the long years of the past, the fairy world did not know how to step. How much of the lower bound is flattened, and the slaughter harvests the creatures that don’t know how much, retribution? When did it happen? Justice? When did it appear?"

The voice has not fallen.

Bang!

Outside the hall, there was a crackle.

Like an earthquake, the entire hall was shaken.

The immortal took back the pen, and his face was slightly angry, saying: "What happened?"

The imaginary response did not appear.

He is about to open again, suddenly -

call out!

A knife passed by.

The entire hall was cut open, and the walls and domes were broken into two at the same time, tilting toward both sides and splitting.

The outside sun suddenly sprang in.

The dimly lit hall, suddenly, like the coming of light.

The dawn of the immortal, slightly shrinking.

Because at this moment, through the cracks in the temple wall, he saw that outside the main hall, the original sect of the sects of the sects of the sacred sects of the sacred sects, suddenly fell into the civil war, madly strangled...

Some slaves sent out mourning before death.

at the same time.

A young man with short hair in white, drifting to the end, one person and one knife, entered the hall.

"Well? Four brothers? You... still alive?"

The young man is naturally Li Mu.

When I saw the sword idiot on the criminal frame, Li Mu’s face was difficult to contain and the ecstasy appeared.

He and Wang Shiyu, with a thousand transformed [Breakfast], attacked the Millennium Holy Land, absolutely did not expect that, even here, in the rumors, the sword idiots who have already died.

"Bold, I dare to attack my paintings and find death."

The immortal reacted and his face sullenly shouted.

The blue brush in his hand, the stroke of the pen in the void, is the number of swaying the cold of the immortality of the immortal, in the moment of his wrist shock, he shot to Li Mu.

This is the means of immortality.

The painter can only be regarded as a middle stream in the 36th advance team of the Xianjie.

However, this person is one of the leaders of the advance team of the paintings. It is extremely clever in the cultivation of immortals. It is also in the flying fairy, and it is also the existence of the peak.

Dealing with a bug under the lower bound is not a hand.

On the face of the immortal, with a condescending arrogance, he thought about it.

But the next moment -

call out!

Li Mu’s hand was a knife, and the knife flashed.

The number of cold stars was directly smashed.

Hey!

The next moment, the thick knife back, has been squatting on the face of the immortal.

The face that was arrogant and smiling, and still solidified in the future, was sunk.

Blood spattered out.

A golden stream of light flashes.

This immortal was trapped directly by the bales.

The blue brush in his hand also fell to the ground.

Li Mu ignored the immortal, walked over, shocked his wrist, and smashed the fairy stalk directly.

"Four brothers, time is tight, let's leave here first."

Li Mu carrying a sword epilepsy, like a chicken, licking the immortal, rushed out from the hall where he was slashed into two halves.

Hey!

The knives were turned into one hundred and twenty handles of golden flying knives, and between the heavens and the earth, they swept a blade of wind.

The golden light of the knife and the light is like the sneer of the **** of death. Wherever they are, the sacred slaves who are still strangled are falling like wheat.

"How much can be recovered by Xiandao, all the slaves, all killed, one does not stay, remember to bring their treasure bags back... everything else, all destroyed, a grass is not left to Xiandao power."

Wang Shiyu drank in the sky.

She was seated in the town, and Li Mu took the shot and captured most of the power of the Qianxian Advance Team. In less than a quarter of an hour, she was killed.

There are a total of nine thousand statues in the area, and half of them were destroyed. The Taixuan Academy commando captured nine thousand.

Soon, the entire Millennium Holy Land is in the midst of a sea of ​​fire.

The mighty sacred sacred people who had turned to the power of the sect of the sect were also mercilessly killed, but some civilians, as well as the other powerful forces captured, were rescued.

The course of action is easier than imagined.

The main thing is that there is no such thing as a strong man.

The immortal who was in the hands of Li Muzhen saw this and his body trembled.

His face is full of anger and shame.

"You guys, these **** stupid bugs, what have you done... you will pay the price, the master of the paintings, will not let you go, will definitely break you down, and you will be smashed."

He can't think of dreams, there will be such things happening.

In this lower bound, there are still creatures who dare to resist the immortals.

And it has been successful.

This group of **** bugs.

Li Mu took a few straight cuts and slammed it on the face of the goods, and his face was almost flattened: "Shut up, you stupid."

Soon, the raid was perfect.

The forces of the entire paintings were completely eradicated.

"go."

Li Mu ordered another person from the commando team to evacuate immediately.

"You can't go... My master will come soon, his cultivation is heaven, you can't run, you have to die, you have to die one by one."

Immortal resentment cursed viciously.

After the effortless efforts to capture the Millennium Holy Land, the painter divided about half of the power, but ‘staking the land’ to find resources and mineral deposits.

According to the laws of Wanxian League, at this time, as long as it is the territory of the advance team, no matter which of the Xiandao forces will be deployed in the future, the advance team can get 10% of the profits.

Therefore, the half-step master of the immortal level, with the majority of the masters of the paint advance team, went out of the enclosure.

Just now, the distress signal has been sent out.

It won't take long to get back.

By then... these **** indigenous ants will die.

The immortals can't wait to put Li Mu and others in a thousand.

Li Mu took a few more knives and then let Wang Shiyu take the sword and retreat.

He himself took advantage of the half-dead, blood-stained immortal, and stayed.

This indigenous woman does not escape?

A fairy in the heart.

Li Mu directly tied the fairy rope, trapped the immortal, and sealed his **** with a pattern, so that he could not make the slightest breath, and could not speak, only to throw him in the rubble.

And he himself, sneaked into a broken transformation [Breakfast], hidden.

The grievances on the faces of the immortals are as fast as the poisonous juices.

This lower bound bug, is he going to stay sneak attack?

Crazy.

This is looking for death.

The curse of the immortal heart cursed.

The master is a half step.

This stupid indigenous is dead.

Absolutely dead.

He was lying weakly in the ruins, waiting.

Not a quarter of an hour, in the distance in the sky, the fairy stream is flashing.

A young man wearing a high crown, wearing a robes, face like a crown jade, handsome and evil, with four Feixian kissers, hurriedly rushed.

A few people were shocked when they saw the ruins of the sea below.

what's going on?

The predecessor of the paintings was destroyed, was it destroyed?

They fell, and soon they were in the rubble, finding a dying fairy.

"Lu Shidi? You are... What happened in the end? What about other people?"

The handsome young man in Gaoguan stared at the fairy.

Only the eyes of the immortal can turn, and the lips are slightly shaking, that is, they can’t say anything.

The handsome young man of Gaoguan came forward, one hand, pressed in the eyebrows of the immortal, half-step the power of the immortal, released, and the various seals in the immortal body were instantly released.

"Senior brother, the bug is hiding beside it and preparing for a sneak attack, just..." The fairy pointed to Li Mu’s hiding place.

The handsome young executives look to the direction of the immortal.

Just at this time -

Hey!

A stream of gold and silver, from the heart of the immortal, burst into the body of the young executives.

"Uh……"

The immortal eyes widened.

At the same time, the space is slightly distorted.

The golden light flashed.

Next to a broken [Breakfast], Li Mu waited for a long time to hold a knives, faster than the streamer, and slashed to the high-crowned young man.

Half a step?

In the eyes of Li Mu, the war is burning wildly.

He wants to know how big the gap between himself and Zhu Xian is.

This half step is always the best test.

"court death."

The executives were angered, and the fairy tales on the palm of their hands were flashing, and a palm was shot above the knives.

boom!

The power of the fairy road is surging.

Li Mu flew out.

"Good strength."

He has a clear understanding of the power of Zhu Xian.

But such power does not hurt Li Mu.

Nine [螭 kiss beads], in the side of Li Mu, the streamer lingering, forming a special shield, can isolate the attack.

The palm of the hand, most of the power, was isolated by the shield of the ring.

"You, **** it."

The high-crowned young man stared at Li Mu coldly.

His palms are bloody.

He is too big to hold a palm on the knives.

I thought that Li Mu could be ruined by a palm. Who knows that the knives are the three geniuses, and with the power of the fairy fire, he almost smashed his palm.

I ate a dark loss.

It was the immortal, looking down at his chest, a blood hole burst open, all of a sudden, taking away all his strength, he squatted down and sat down, pale.

The four Feixian, quickly came over and held the immortal.

"Brother, catch him, I will use his heart and blood to paint with his bone marrow..." The immortal man screamed with sorrow.

The palm of the young executive’s hand quickly returned to its original state.

He stepped forward to Li Mu and said: "Dong Xuan Xianmen's [螭 kiss beads]? You are the person of Dongxuan Xianmen? Why come to attack my paintings?"

"When you die, you know."

Li Mu laughed, and once again, he joined the knife and killed him.