“The sand!”

At this time, there was another burly middle-class man, holding a large cloth bag, pointing the bag to Wang Lian.

Suddenly, a large amount of yellow sand gushed from it, forming a yellow sand storm, and the momentum was extremely amazing.

Originally, after the seven elders had passed the robbery, the heavens and the earth were quiet again.But after this man sacrificed this large cloth bag, between heaven and earth, it once again became dark and cloudy.

But this time in the dark clouds, there is also yellow sand flying.

The yellow sand of terror is like submerging everything in the world.

Not only that, there were a few people around him, and each of them sacrificed a powerful weapon.A powerful force of incomparable terror struck the king.

“I cut!”

The king was silent, and the sword in his hand suddenly fell.The sword of terror, earth-shattering, pierced nine.

All the attacks in front of him were broken by the sword of the king's silence.

“What?”

“This is Satan’s so demonic...”

All the elders were terrified and frightened.

"Good boy, no wonder you dared to provoke me to hate the head of the ghost, it turns out that there is a little dependence."If so, let me turn away from the evil Lord and come and teach you your high tricks.”

The evil lord saw this scene and was not surprised.

The next moment, he jumped up directly, and left the white bone throne and threw himself into the king's silence.

His speed is amazing.

His power, his incomparable terror.

All the elders present, even if they joined forces, could not compare with him.

“This power...”

Wang's eyebrows were picked, and a look of incomparable weight appeared on his face.On the rusty iron sword in his hand, the thunder and light masterpiece have condensed infinite power.

“Take the evil one!”

The evil lord roared, and the right fist had been directly bombarded to the king.

Above his fist, a terrible fist broke out, making his not-so-big fist, but at this moment it was the size of a huge mountain.

"With the sword, Ray Dragon!"

Wang Lian's left hand quickly pinch a few sword tricks, the right hand waved a rusty iron sword, actually did not retreat, in the face of this terrible fist, a sword stabbed the past.

Hm!

Suddenly, a sound of a sword, uploaded from the rusty sword, sounded from the sky, like a dragon.

The next moment, I saw a dragon with lightning flashing all over his body, bursting out from the front of the sword of a rusty iron sword.

Lei Long claws, with infinite strength, crashed into the terrible fist.

Rumble!

The two forces of terror collided in an instant.The ground beneath the feet is constantly cracking.Four weeks away from the ghost disciples, many people were affected by the wave, issued a deplorable scream.

Even the elders were struck by the force of terror.

After a moment, the horror of the collision finally dissipated.

In the center of the power of terror, only the two people who saw the king's silence and hated the evil lord, looked at each other.The two of them, except for some messy clothes, actually have no scars.

"Little crumb, I didn't expect you to be so strong, but the evil lord underestimated you."

The wicked lord looked at the king's silence in disbelief, and suddenly a shock in his body, once again threw himself at the king's silence.

This time, the momentum on his body was even more terrifying, like a sea like a dragon.

“It’s just that you’re not the enemy.Today you will die at the hands of the Lord.”

The evil lord punched like a mountain, a mysterious boxing method, with an incomparably terrible power, attacked the king's silence.

Every time he punched, as if heaven and earth were to collapse in front of him, would it be a "powerful" to describe it?

But the power of the king's silence is also an extraordinary terror.

If you are powerful, the power of the evil master boxing method is a little stronger than the power of the king's silent sword method.

This is not the sword of the king's silence, but rather the fist of hating the evil lord.It is Wang Lian who has not yet cultivated the "Swords containing Light Shock Thunder", and has not exerted all the power of this sword method at all.

In addition to his cultivation, he is much weaker than the evil lord.Naturally, in terms of power, he is not as powerful as he is temporarily disembodied from the evil lord.

However, at his feet, it shows a mysterious body.Even if he hates the wicked Lord, he will not be able to catch up with the king’s silence.

With this incomparably mysterious body method, Wang Lonely and resentful evil lord, fighting a fanciful, incomparable.

“Wowl, the hell out of the face!”

"With the sword of light shock, thunder thorn!"

“The sea!”

“Shut up!”

The king's silence and hatred of the wicked Lord are constantly fighting.After a moment, we played nearly a hundred rounds.

The elders who were present, as well as the disciples who were not killed by the aftershocks, were stunned and shocked.

"This boy is so great, let's help the evil lord."

The elders, looking at each other, gave the weapons together, and once again killed the king.

This time, they are going to join forces with the evil lord.

Call!

However, at this time, a shadow is blocked in front of these people, it is Ning Qianxue.

Ning Qianxue looked back at Wang Yan and faintly said, “Be sure to fight against the evil Lord, and the rest will be handed over to me.”I will help you when I have them.”

"Well, be careful."

Wang Lianming killed the evil lord while smiling and looking at Ning Qianxue.

“Be careful, you are on your own.This is the evil Lord, and he has not yet exerted his full strength, be careful.”

Ning Qianxue ordered the king to be silent, and sacrificed his weapon.

“Smelly, don’t get in the way.As for you, the skinny flesh, is not our adversary.You’re still on your side and see how we kill your little lover.When we kill him, we will torture you again."

The elders, being blocked by a thousand snows, one by one, were unhappy.

However, Ning Qianxue did not pay attention to them, but waved the long mausoleum in his hand, releasing a powerful atmosphere of incomparable terror.

“What a terrifying power!”

“Damn, this woman’s strength is not under that boy.”What are these two, why are they all young, but the strength of such horror?”

The elders who hate the devils have changed their faces.They no longer dared to look at the snow, they waved their weapons and exerted their best to deal with the snow.

On the side of the king's silence and hatred of the evil lord, the battle is getting more and more fierce.

Blow up!

Blow up!

Blow up!

The two are constantly fighting, and the power of terror is constantly erupting from the two.The entire mountain is in disrepair.

Even the broken soul platform was separated by the terrifying power released by the two.

The evil lord looked at him, and the broken soul table, and his eyes suddenly gushed out of endless anger.

He said, “Damn, I’ve built a broken soul table!You must die today!”