World of Cultivation

Section 291 Hong Junxuan

I saw dozens of singers who were shining and shining. Everyone had a frosty face. Dozens of people and the emperor fell into the outside of the monk, among them the head of the person, just stopped, he pointed to He Xiangyu.

"He Xiang! You are bold! The master is killed! You dare to hide it!"

Immediately, he did not listen to He Xiang’s excuse, and looked coldly at other elders: “This is the second ancestor of the ancestors, Hong Junxuan, immediately, this host is in charge of the outside church! If there is dissatisfaction, kill innocent!”

The faces of other elders have changed a lot, but no one dares to speak. Hong Junxuan has seen many of them.

"This seat will give you a chance to sin and make meritorious deeds." Hong Junxuan murdered his eyes and pointed to the guard camps under Jinwu City. Sen Ran said: "Give you a thousand people. If you can defeat this group of villagers, I will sue you." If anyone fights, then it’s no wonder that this seat is ruthless!"

The elders are all looking like a face.

Although this team does not know how to fight, but the killing is so frightening, it is far-sighted, they can not afford a little courage.

“How?” Hong Junxuan’s face was a bit colder: “You don’t want to?”

The other alumni disciples also looked at the people with a bad look. As long as He Xiang had a little resistance, they had to do it.

If He Xiang’s face is gray, knowing that he is unable to return to the sky at this time, the patience of the Ming’s party has reached its limit. He is very difficult: "I am willing."

There is only one way in front of him, and he survives on his death.

Hong Junxuan, they would not give him the road at all. As for the escape, he never even thought about it. The size of the hills is big, but there is no place for him.

Seeing He Xiang’s opening, the other elders’ eyes are faint and uncertain, especially the elders of several meditation three-day days. But for a few Ming dynasty disciples faintly surrounded them, they also know that it is not so simple to escape.

They stood silently next to He Xiang.

Hong Junxuan and other disciples of Ming Yu flashed hate, Huang Zhuoguang's death, is a scorpio for the Ming dynasty. Most of these awe-inspiring ideas are idols of the masters. The death of the masters is still in the hills. A place they never felt threatened, how to make them breathe.

He Xiang knows that the defense is useless, does not speak, and directly picks a thousand people.

The sudden Mingzi disciples immediately renewed the battlefield that had been eased. Everyone's eyes are gathered on Hong Junxuan, which makes Hong Junxuan feel like an unprecedented excitement, the master is not there, and finally it is his turn.

He waited for this day and waited for a long time.

As long as the city is captured, the hills are once again falling under the control of the door. He has also made a great contribution, and he will replace the master to become the new leader among the young disciples. As for the people of He Xiang, in his eyes, there is more than enough success. If it weren't for them, the situation in the hills would not be so bad.

"Alum sentimental disciples are so convinced that there is no medicine to save." Dahan shook his head, and his voice could not tell the disgust.

"Oh, God wants to destroy it, it must first make it crazy, why should adults rebel with them." The middle-aged man chuckled.

"That is." Dahan nodded, and immediately showed the color of expectation: "It is also a good thing. So, we can also see what this black armor has."

It is not only the onlookers who noticed that the changes in the church were not seen.

His expression immediately became serious and looked at the boss in Jinwu City. He whispered to the adult in the necklace: "Adult, they seem to be working."

"Hands?" The voice of the grown-up man in the necklace suddenly excited: "Good! Very good! Kill! Kill them all!"

The dragon is scared, the murder of this adult is really heavy. However, of course he would not take the truth seriously. He looked at the situation and realized that he was afraid that he would not have time to search for the spoils. The boss asked them to search, and now the task can't be completed.

The first task assigned by the boss to the battalion was not completed, and Shulong’s heart was uncomfortable.

But at this time, he also knows how important it is. The other party has drawn out a thousand people, and definitely not coming to dinner with them. When he made a decision, he did not hesitate to order the collection.

At the same time, Wei Yingzhuo, who was scattered all over the mountains, gathered at the center of Shulong, and it was like a bunch of dragons. It was like a bunch of magnets, which attracted them to quickly close together. The heavy black armor did not bring any obstacles to them. Although they could not fly, everyone was agile and jumped back to the camp.

Zuo Mo was sitting on Xiangyun, secretly nodding, and Shulong was quite calm. He did not say anything, but he was ready to support the battlefield. Any team that does not go through actual combat will never be useful. Before he thought that the Guard Camp would not have any effect in a short time, now it is found that the progress of the Guard Camp far exceeds its own imagination, and suddenly a little confidence is born.

The short round of confrontation just now has already consumed the combat power of the two camps. The support that Fuzhan Tower can provide is quite limited, and Zuo Mo has to let them recover their spiritual power.

He is also very curious, what powerful means of the battalion.

With his understanding of the Pu Yao, if this is not sure, it will never come out.

Pu Yao will only do one thing, that is to show off!

The battalion was integrated at the fastest speed. Shulong did not order to return to the city, but prepared to meet the enemy outside the city.

"They have a school exam, you have it."

The words of the adults in the necklace made the face of the dragon face scary.

"I have taught so many things. If you use your heart, this little scene will not be able to cope."

There is no feeling in the words of Pu Yao.

"If you can't cope, you don't have to live. Your boss is soft, but you are useless and can only be cumbersome."

Shulong is not angry. He has been a few decades old, and he has been a slave for twenty years. He has not eaten anything, and he has not seen it. Although the words of adults are not good, they are not wrong. He tightened his heavy black armor and looked up. His eyes were only decided.

If you can't even cope with the scene, how can you afford the boss?

He slowly swept around, Shen Sheng said: "This is our first battle! I know that everyone waits for this day for a long time, we are desperately practicing, what is it for? It is this battle! Today is dead, but also The name of the camp is set up!"

His voice is not big, but everyone in the camp is fascinated.

Zuo Mo did not hear them. He was surprised to see the black gas tumbling over the battalion. He suddenly increased a few points. In his eyes, it was thick like ink, and even he could not help but feel a strong sense of danger.

A very good battle!

Zuo Mo was shocked and inexplicable. There was no female practitioner around him. His eyes suddenly lit up in the faint purple mans, and he stared at the battalion for a moment.

In the eye of the spirit, I saw that every camper had a black gas, and when the black gas came out, it turned into a battle and traveled in the array. In the blink of an eye, the array is covered with countless tiny filamentous black gas.

"Go!" He Xiang said.

Other elders silently took out the flying sword and spurred the armor. Behind them, a thousand repairers also took out the armor and urged the armor.

The sky is once again filled with the brilliance of various colors.

The eyes of everyone are once again gathered on the two upcoming teams.

From the perspective of strength, the outer court has an absolute advantage. Their armor is far better than the heavy armor of the garrison. In the eyes of many practitioners, the heavyweight armor, and some people will use it, or see it for the first time.

From the perspective of personal strength, the outside court is the absolute advantage. Among the elders in the outer court, there are several meditation practitioners. The Weiying, although they practiced the law is very remote, but the personal strength is flat, even a conspicuous master has not seen.

Many people’s eyes realized that they were shaking their heads.

Hong Junxuan sneered: "Heavily, they also made it a thousand years ago. So old things have been moved out. Who told me that they are full of oil? The outside church has been killed by such a bunch of people? Waste It’s waste, it’s not going to be made!”

"Oh, that's it! How can they compare with the brothers, and the brothers will go out and raise their hands!" A younger brother slammed the horse: "I don't want to mention Jinwucheng, but there are a few more, and the brothers are also coming!"

Hong Junxuan is full of pride: "When you take the city, everyone's credit can't run away!"

"Senior brother!"

"Follow the brothers, you can get rid of it!"

......

Other teachers and younger brothers hailed Hong Junxuan, Hong Junxuan's vanity was unprecedentedly satisfied, and waved his hand: "Look at this group of waste, what is the use?"

The eyes of other people have also turned to He Xiang.

"Kill it!" He Xiang is not nonsense, with the rush at the front. Other elders do not speak, keep up, and a thousand repairers do not dare to disobey.

The scream in the sky rose.

The sky is shining like rain, and it is going to the battalion outside Jinwucheng!

Ten miles!

There was no movement, and the silver torrent that everyone expected did not appear, which surprised everyone.

"Do you have a lot of fighting power?" The middle-aged people have some doubts: "Is the Jinwu City owner full of confidence in this team?"

Dahan also looked suspicious, both possibilities are very likely, but what it represents is a completely different meaning.

He said that He Xiang and other elders had originally planned to face the thunder like rain. I did not expect that after flying for a long time, Jinwu City did not release a thunder.

This made them happy, and the morale suddenly increased!

The elders who were originally planning to escape, at this time, the mind was set, and the outsiders behind him, the war was immediately high.

The most terrible thing is that it is like a torrent of thunder. Now the biggest threat is gone. The other party is just a group of earthen buns wearing heavy armor. Is there anything worth horrible?

Yes! What else is worth horrible?

He Xiang, who saw the hope of survival, suddenly rushed to the war and screamed: "Kill! Kill! Kill!"

Thousands of cultivators shouted in unison: "kill and kill!"

Seven miles!

Five miles!

Sanli!

The stalker who swooped in the face screamed and zoomed in at the astonishing speed in the view of Shulong.

The magic power was transported to the ultimate Shulong open eyes, blood red scorpion, a black gas as a black knife passed, violently drunk!

"kill!"