And the warriors in this valley are also roaring.

Take your own weapons.

They rushed up to the enemies of the mountains.

Soldiers, will be there.

This mountain immediately emptied.

He held a black spear in his hand.

The stone spear looked heavy.

Like it was taken out of the long river of history.

It is filled with a sense of vicissitudes.

With the strong body of this mountain.

It is a bit wild.

“Who will fight with me!”

The mountain roared wildly.

There is a husband when the momentum of Guan Wanfu Mok.

“I come here!”

Slaughter a knife and pull out your own long knife.

They turned to the mountain.

Neither said anything.

directly together.

In an instant, it fell like a meteorite.

Both sides were hard together.

Fortunately, the two were fighting in mid-air.

Neither side affected the people below.

Or just this after thing.

It may kill a lot of yang fighters.

And the geese are also up against the Wu Yan.

The enemy meets, the eyes are red.

100 years ago.

This emperor died under the trick of these people.

In addition, in the past hundred years, this Wu Yan's hands have a lot of blood on their wanderers.

Therefore, this Geqing is very hateful to Wu Yan.

very soon.

Both have already fought.

As for the two old men, they are together.

He was stopped by the last saint of the wanderers.

The latter, though, are not joined by the two.

But under the madness.

I stopped a little.

One time.

The war is in a stalemate.

This ethnic alliance is on the one hand, although in large numbers.

But all the wanderers are not afraid of death.

Unusually crazy.

They stopped the mountain army.

Tung-hyun!

A sword with blood and a knife.

The scene is a mess.

The earth was red with blood.

If someone holds the ground, a slight grip may squeeze out blood.

The ground is full of bodies.

Both of them were red-eyed.

However, the two sides are limited to fighting on the ground.

There is no empty space.

There is a holy man fighting over it.

If it comes down to it, it will probably be affected.

Both saints were hiding in the clouds.

But there was a terrible fluctuation.

Tell the people below.

The battle between the saints has fallen into the heat!

Everyone’s minds are in the middle of the day.

Because they know.

It is not they who really decide where the war is headed.

It's a saint in the air!

Which Saint wins?

Which camp wins!

Don’t look at the large number of people in this ethnic alliance.

If you have a saint, I am afraid you can solve most of them.

In the presence of the saints, the number of yang martial arts is only a number.

When people think like that.

Blow up!

A terrible explosion sounded in the clouds.

Then you can see that the top is suddenly changing.

A terrible pressure fell from the sky.

A golden beast emerges from the clouds.

He opened the mouth of the blood and made a loud noise.

Howl!

The noise was roaring, and the cloud was suddenly scattered.

Showing the situation in the air.

There was only blood on the mountain.

Small scars, not many.

Especially the abdomen.

He was almost cut off.

Fortunately, this guy avoids time, otherwise it will cost a lot of vitality to repair.

Relatively weaker than he was.

That knife is a lot better.

There are not many scars on the body.

Obviously, it just took the advantage.

I saw this golden beast appear.

This snoring coldly.

“It’s just a little trick!You have no chance to escape today!Give it to me!”

The voice fell.

This slaughtered a knife.

Brush!

A blood clot appeared from mid-air.

It’s like cutting the world in half.

The knife is overflowing, and the space is fragmented in an instant.

Showing a terrible fissure of space.

“Ah!”

This mountain is already crazy.

The hair is scattered and the eyes are red.

He holds a spear in his hand.

With the golden beast, he went to the slaughter.

This is his last resort.

You can say you did your best.

In an instant.

The blood knife and the golden beast fought together.

The sky is suddenly in a dark place.

Then they fell into a dead silence.

It was as if the heavens were short-lived.

I haven’t waited for people to react.

Blow up!

A strong wind.

Scraped from above.

At this moment, the wind is blowing!

Some of the weaker warriors are tumbling.

This is just a backlash between the two.

It's so scary.

To be really involved in the entrance, ten dead!

The storm continued for a long time.

This slowly stops.

A figure covered in blood, with a stone spear, fell from the air together.

Bumped.

It hit hard on the ground.

Only air is not in.

Obviously, this victory has been split.

Everyone, one of them, is white.

They know.

Who is the guy who just hit the ground?

It's the cloud!

The knife also fell from the sky.

Vomiting blood.

One arm was cut off by the cloud.

More blood than it.

Full of pale.

This is just a small injury for the saint.

Consume a little of the source of life, you can recover in the blink of an eye.

One by one, the wanderers are all with a look of desperation.

They are defeated.

In the minds of many wanderers, such a thought has come to mind.

This three-fold circle.

The mountain is now defeated.

That slaughter of a knife can free up hands to put into Ge Qing and other saints.

In the end.

These saints are defeated.

What can they do, rabble-in-the-go?

One time.

The momentum of this wanderer's side has become extremely low.

“Hahahaha!“Mountain, you seem to be better than me!”

Slaughter a knife and laugh.

His face was covered with blood.

It looks incomparable.

This time, it will consume a little of the source of life.

But he believed.

As long as this woman is brought back, she will surely be rewarded with the Lord.

At that point, all losses will be paid back.

Think here.

The eyes of the slaughter were extremely hot and looked at the twilight of the twilight.

Whoever takes it down, who gets it better!

Think here.

This stabbed the knife and walked towards the valley.

He has also seen this strength of the child.

But now the former has exhausted all its power in order to save the ants.

Just like an ordinary person.

Isn’t that going to him?

Think here.

Slaughter a knife licked some dry lips.

Only.

Just when this guy came back.

But he found a figure in his sight.

The man turned his back on him.

It just stopped him from the middle of the choir.

The wind, quietly blowing.

He blew the man’s hair.

Be surprised to look at the young people in front of you.

The face is incredible.

The mouth is not slightly open.

Centuries of...

The eyes of the young are also a little wet.

The choking:

“Mother, I’m back.”