Thunder Martial

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There are a lot of scattered repairs, plus the big forces are pushing the waves, and the voice of sharing is very loud, and the pressure can't be suppressed.

Forced to helpless, Zi Yan only promised.

On the same day, Zi Yan announced that he would share the tokens after entering the site of the burial.

Everyone was ashamed, I couldn’t think of Zi Yan’s answer, and I’m sure I’ve got a token and it’s shaking.

Many of the essays are very happy. This is obviously an opportunity. Ziyan can share and make them both unexpected and happy.

And some big forces have heard, their faces have changed, and their looks have become complicated.

The news quickly spread, and more people arrived, waiting to go to the place of the burial.

It is rumored that there is a saint who is buried there. The mystery is second only to the Temple of Thor. What is the Holy One? No one knows, in short, it is a strong and strong existence.

Everyone is full of expectations.

"Why do we believe in you, believe things on you, once you run yourself, where are we going to find you, first hand over the tokens, keep them in custody, and give them to you when you leave."

"Yes, this matter is of great importance. We have no reason to believe in you. The tokens should be shared and kept together, not placed with you."

"The rumored place of burial is a burial place for the Holy One. The Dan soldiers are the same as Chinese cabbage. We can't believe you, hand over the tokens, and everyone keeps them together."

Just after Zi Yan’s speech, many people are expecting to wait for the day of departure, but after a few days, there is a voice of dissatisfaction, which is called 嚷紫宸 to hand over the token.

"That is the land of burial, there are many treasures, and we have any reason to believe him, only let him hand over the tokens."

"Yes, it is said that there is a kind of panacea. Once you take it, you can break through to Lingyuan and become a high-altitude air."

"The Dan soldiers there, just like Chinese cabbage, can be seen everywhere, the most worthless, and the most amazing, or one of the supreme treasures, once swallowed, they can successfully break through the sovereign level, successfully bullying, even the sky Thunder can be avoided."

"There is the burial place of the saints. It is rumored that the saints spit out a sigh of gas, and they can destroy one big force. What miracles happen is normal. However, this matter is of great importance. We have no reason to believe in sable."

After the dissatisfaction, Yongcheng City has many other voices. Many people have asserted that there are many Baodans in the area, as many as Danhua.

Swallowing Baodan is the sovereign level. With Dan Bing, there is a powerful force. Everyone is moved, and the expectation in the heart becomes more urgent.

"That is the burial place of a saint. We have no reason to believe in a purple scorpion. I believe he will take us to share the tokens."

"There is no reason to believe in him. The true token should be handed to the people we believe in."

"Yes, we should find a highly respected person and let him hold a token."

More sounds, many scattered, dissatisfied with the expectations of the present, do not want to break through the fate of the sovereign level, pinned to the hands of others.

People are awesome. No one believed before, thinking that this is a conspiracy of the big forces against the purple, but as more people complain, gradually, everyone believes this.

There is a treasure in the land of burial, and if you go down, you can deceive and break through to the sovereign level.

More and more people believe in this matter. After that, the city has begun to fight for their own destiny.

"Purple, hand over the token."

"We have found a respected old man, but also a loose man. You give him the token, we only believe him."

Ning believes that it is not credible, and when tens of thousands of people are saying something, the fake will become true.

Such a voice has become more and more fierce. In the end, a torrent of water has been formed, and the purple scorpion has been continuously crusted.

"Purple, you give me out."

"Hand over the tokens, or else you are against the people of the world."

All kinds of sounds sounded and resounded throughout the Yongcheng City.

Moreover, more people, in order to get the opportunity of Baodan to become the sovereign level, in the Yongcheng City, looking for Ziyan, they searched all the inns, from the restaurants to the small houses.

The strength of the people is strong. For Baodan and Dan Bing, everyone is crazy. Ziyan has been hiding for several years. Many big forces have not found him, but in just three days, they have been found by others.

Everyone is like a tidal wave, rushing toward the inn where the sable is.

"boom."

On the same day, there was a big battle, and a Yukong sneak shot, and a fierce battle with Ziyan, the result of retreat, Ziyan from the torrent.

"Purple, what do you mean, take advantage of the strength, don't put our distractions in your eyes."

"You don't forget, you are also a mess."

"When you were chased by the big forces, we have been supporting you. I can’t think of you now fighting for the power and bullying us."

"We just let you hand over the tokens, everyone keeps them together, and they don't say that you are swallowing you. Don't be too selfish."

The battle of the purple scorpion is unparalleled, and even a group of enchanting people are also completely abused. Many scattered repairs know that they are invincible. They no longer choose to use force, but stand on the moral high ground and condemn the purple.

The entire Yongcheng City is full of condemnation of the voice of the purple, forming a torrent of torrents.

At this moment, the purple cicada became the public enemy of the whole world.

No one is doing it, more people, choose to slobber, want to use the people's saliva, and drown the purple.

"Bao Dan, one goes down, you can break through to the sovereign level, but you can also bully the sky. It is simply nonsense, ridiculous." Mo heard the news, and couldn't breathe.

In the world, if you really have such a treasure, you still have to do something.

"Dan Bing is comparable to Chinese cabbage. It is simply nonsense. The spirits are not Chinese cabbage. How can Dan Bing be? This group of people really has no brains."

Mo Lao growled again and again.

"Oh, definitely these people." In the eyes of Zi Yan, the cold light flashed.

As the crusade is getting louder and louder, Zi Yan is tired of it and turns into the Liu family.

The Liu family is a big force on the other side. There are many strong people. No one has come here to scatter wilderness. Even if they know that Zixiao entered the Liu family, they can only stay outside.

The Liu family invited the purple scorpion into it. Many of them were scattered, but they were blocked out. In front of Liujiamen, they did not dare to scatter wild.

"Zi Zi, you are so good that you have forgotten the pain. We looked up to you before. I feel that you are a representative of the scattered. I can't think of you also relying on the big forces."

"It’s shameless, let’s trust you so much. You can’t think of you as a villain. For a token, you have to rely on big forces.”

"Purple, you are too disappointing."

The voices of various condemnations continue to ring.

Zi Yan was invited to the Liu family, very polite, and a group of enchanting are here.

Zhang Yutian, Qin brothers, Wang Hao, Wang Shi, Wu Mo, Liu Bo, etc. are all in the place. What makes the Ziyan accident is that the good and evil monks are also in the same place, and it is still the kind of compassionate feelings of the Tao. accurate.

"Purple, you can really be so suffocated, the outside is noisy like that, you still have the mood to come here to relax, it is difficult to get the Baodan, is to give us some." Wu Mo first fun.

"Why can't you hold your breath, just those few shameless forces, call it, the more you call, the better." Zi Yan smiled and said: "And by the time, I will give you one ten treasures."

After all, everyone is laughing.

"These scattered trainings are also greedy and easily used by people. They are simply brainless people. They don't want to think about how the world can have such a treasure. Even if it is, it is hard to find the world. How can it be the same as Chinese cabbage? "Wang Shibing has a cold opening."

"You should kill a hundred, let them be fully awake, in the first few days, you should not keep your hands, directly smashed the air, a group of ghosts, why bother to pity." Zhang Haotian cold and cool.

His character is indifferent, very killing, cold and ruthless, character is extreme, and friends are less pitiful, and the purple is a life and death.

Zixiao smiled and didn't speak. Zhang Haotian's method was very extreme, but there was some truth. It is not impossible to kill one hundred, but it is not yet.

"Purple." At this time, a surprise sounded.

Lin Xue heard the arrival of Zi Yan, deliberately emerged from the retreat. She is like a Qinglian, beautiful and refined, with a beautiful face, slender waist, slender figure, turned into a blue light, and rushed toward the purple sable.

"You are finally here." A touch of fragrant wind, blowing her face, her two arms, hooked the purple neck, like a swing, hanging on the purple, regardless of the expression of the people around.

"Snow." The two embraced each other, and the purple screamed, the ruins and the line. He only saw Lin Xue. For her safety, she just hurriedly glimpsed it, did not recognize it, and did not see it for several years.

In Lingwuzong, Lin Xue is the first beauty of the outer door of the high, and he is just a little monk who is desperate for the true qi, Lin Xue is interested in himself, but he has no blessings, when Lin Xue became a fool. Even the wonderful sky is also hating iron and not forming steel, and teaching himself some alternative means.

For example, push to the like, let yourself seize the opportunity.

Lingwuzong was shattered, and for a few years ~www.ltnovel.com~ During this period, I only met in a hurry, but I have never recognized each other.

I finally met each other.

"Hey, go away, this kind of scene, I really can't stand it." Wu Mo sighed, turned and left, looking at Liu Chen, yin and yang snorted.

"What are you, he is my sister." Liu Chen glanced at Wu Mo, the little fat man was very honest, but everyone thought that he was interested in Lin Xue.

"It’s really deep and deep, so touching." Others are also laughing.

The two gathered together, and everyone did not want to disturb, and they left. The monk also screamed at the Buddha number and left. He did not ask for the purple book to ask for a book.

Only Wang Hao, his face was very gloomy, and he did not say a word. After he glanced at the purple eyes, he turned and left. The character of Zi Yan made him unhappy.

Seeing Lin Xue, the two have a lot to say, during this period, no one bothered.

The Liu family is very good for Lin Xue, but they can't compare their relatives with Zi Yan. Zi Yan is her only relative.