Dragon Emperor, Martial God

"Satisfied. m."

Ling Yun grabbed the treasure mirror and used his mind to observe it. He found that Kun Zhanqi had taken the initiative to cut off the connection with this magic weapon before the work was done.

This bright mirror is at least a magic weapon of the best treasure level, but it is different from Kun Ting's colorful Huagai. It is not exclusive to Buddhism. Kun Zhanyi can use it, but it is to open the light and set itself up. When Buddha's power was poured into it, he barely played his basic role.

Lingyun was unceremonious, and his mind was moved, and he took the treasure mirror into the ring of too virtual, and then looked at Kun Zhanyu, who was calm.

"I am a man who does things, where to do it, I won't find a post-book, and I don't like others to find my post-book. So, you, Wanfomen, should be robbed."

Kunlunwei quickly translated.

After Kun Zhanqi’s self-destruction, he has wiped away the blood and tears on his face. He has no dry waves, and he is calm and single: “Inferior understanding.”

If he doesn't understand it, he won't be so simple and so thorough.

"Kunba is fighting hard in the end, Kun is very generous to die, and you are willing to protect yourself from the law. You would rather endure the humiliation and live, and you must pass on the Taoist system. In fact, I am moved and appreciated. What you have done What is done is the foundation of the practitioners standing between heaven and earth."

In exchange for any person to see, Ling Yun said this at this time, there is a cat crying and meaning of misery, but Kun Zhanqi is a person who has cultivated into the Guangguang situation. He knows that Lingyun’s words are from the heart.

Understand naturally.

Conversely, if Lingyun’s strength is not enough, Wanfomen will certainly smash his corpse, and he will never be merciless.

The two sides are only winning or losing.

"Thank you, but we can't hide our destiny after all."

Kun Zhanqi looked up at the sky and lamented.

God is so.

Lingyun suddenly said: "But I still have one thing to do."

"The donor is please."

brush!

Qingying Feijian came out and instantly turned into a giant sword. Under the control of Lingyun, he walked through the Wanfomen.

Rumble... oh...

Soon, the tall Buddha statues inside and outside the Wanfomen, the golden temples of the golden light, also made a loud noise, the sound of collapse, and then the earth trembled, everywhere dusty.

Lingyun will sculpt the Wanfo Gate to the ground!

Since it is shocking, it will be shocking and thorough. If a person dies and buryes quietly, it will be fine, but Wanfomen is razed to the ground, but it can be shocking for a long time!

Kun Zhanqi looked calmly and looked at the statues of the Buddha, and the temple collapsed without saying a word.

"Receive!"

Lingyun’s big hand, all kinds of magic weapons scattered on the ground, as long as he can see the eye, all of the space ring.

In the end, he vacated the emptiness and arrested Kunlunwei: "I will take this person away."

"donor."

Kun Zhanqi suddenly turned his head and looked straight at Lingyun.

Lingyun sprinkled a joy: "Why, do you disagree?"

Kun Zhanqi shook his head: "How to deal with Kunlunwei, all decided by the donor's mind, the poor will not intervene."

"I just want to ask if you have heard a word before the donor leaves."

"What?"

At this time, Kunlunwei also knew his life and death. He was all in the middle of Lingyun’s thoughts. Therefore, he did not dare to be vague. No matter what the two said, they were immediately translated.

Kun Zhanqi slowly turned around and stood facing the northwest. He watched for more than ten seconds and suddenly said: "The sky is in the northwest and the land is in the southeast."

Lingyun suddenly caught.

Of course, he knows that in the ancient times, the anger of the workers was not touching the mountains, and the sky was leaning to the southeast in the northwest. This is the myth of China!

It’s just such a discourse. Here, it’s said by a bright guardian of Wan’s door. Lingyun feels a bit ridiculous.

"What do you mean?"

Lingyun asked quietly.

"Do not think too much about the donor, but the Wanfomen also has its own inheritance. The poor as the Wanfomen's bright guardian, naturally heard some things."

"As far as I know, the northwest should refer to Huaxia Kunlun, and the southeast refers to our natural Nanyang."

Lingyun: "..."

He waited for a long time and found that Kun Zhanyu did not speak again. He had to ask: "What else?"

"Gone."

Kun Zhanqi slowly turned around: "Because you are a man of destiny, so the poor think this sentence, you should say it to you."

"Thank you!"

Lingyun stared deeply at Kun Zhanqi: "I have done all the things you should do for your Wanfomen. As long as you follow the agreement, I will not be embarrassed for you. But look at the last words of your speech." On the other, if someone dares to move your Wanfomen system in the future, you can find me."

One sentence is good.

Kun Zhanqi nodded solemnly, and took a single shot on Lingyun: "Farewell to the Lord."

Lingyun also nodded at him, and the figure disappeared instantly.

Hey!

After Lingyun left, Kun Zhanqi was as short as he was evacuated. He fell directly to the ground, his body was wilting, and his mouth overflowed with a lot of blood.

Since the waste is repaired, there is no pain.

"The people who are desperate to be robbed are born, this world is really going to change!"

......

Like the missile attack in the Tianlingzong, it did not repeat itself at Wanfomen.

This is the same as Lingyun judged.

He left, and only took away Kunlunwei. This is the top of the Nanyang Sanshou Alliance, and he also understands Huaxia, which is of great use to Lingyun.

Tianlingzong, Wanfomen has been completely destroyed, and there are only two of the main sectarian forces in the Nanyang Sanshou Alliance.

God descended the sect, ghost poison sect.

"Kun Lunwei, where is God descended?"

Ling Yun carries Kunlunwei, and Yukong goes south, knowing why.

He wants to see if Kunlunwei dares to lie to him.

"North, the Thai-Myanmar border in the north..."

"Oh, it seems that we are going in the wrong direction."

Lingyun turned back, and instead flew north, went straight to the nest of God's descendants.

"If I didn't make a mistake, then the Kunba that you sent out to disturb the Lijiang River should be the person who descended the scriptures of God?"

"No, he is just a strong mess, but it is more closely related to the gods and ghosts."

Since there is a better translation path, Lingyun did not go to Paul. Anyway, at his speed, he could fly through the whole country of the country within one minute. When he finished the matter, it would be the same to take him away.

The two quickly reached their destination and Lingyun stopped at high altitude.

"Master Ling, here I have been here a few times, the total altar of God's descendants is in the mountain forest below. But I am repairing it now, I don't know where they are."

Kunlunwei has long been convinced by Lingyun's gods, and it is simply knowing everything.

"Well, I have seen it."

brush!

Lingyun does not hide his body shape, and he directly goes down to the sky.

"kill!"

Lingyun landed directly in the middle of the altar, and even lazy to say a word, directly open the kill!

Brush and brush!

Qingying Feijian, Yin Yang Qi Jian Jian, Golden Dragon Gun, Ren Wang Yin, four magic weapons come out, see people to kill!

The so-called Shenzong sect is actually the concentration of the Nanyang flying squadrons. This sect can be different from the Wanfomen. From the beginning of cultivation, they must kill people and be evil.

In particular, the descendants who are qualified to come to this sacred altar of the gods, at least have cultivated to the second level of the lowering division, Lingyun does not have to worry about being wrongly killed!

Here, Lingyun does not bother to absorb their skill!

The blue shadow shuttles, the golden dragon flies, and the big print rises and falls!

The flying heads were penetrated, and the bodies were smashed, the screams of sorrow, the screams of pain, and the original jungle!

Those who flew down to the sect of the sacred sect of God, even if they couldn’t respond at all, have already been killed by Lingyun!

After Lingyun reached the peak of eight layers of practice, no one of God's descendants was his one, and almost all of them were killed by Lingyun.

Three minutes later, there was no one living in the gods, and it was completely silent.

So direct, so crazy killing, stunned Kunlunwei!

Until now, Kunlunwei finally realized that Lingyun was so "dear" to them.

In any case, there are nearly a hundred disciples who have survived in Wanfomen, so they have saved their lives.

But when God descended the sect, Lingyun came and killed it without even saying a word.

boom!

After Lingyun killed the people, he directly sacrificed the fire phoenix, spurted the flames, and lowered the gods to the altar, together with those horrible flying heads, and those headless corpses, all burned into fly ash!

"Kun Lunwei, such a big altar, how can you be so a little here? Their lord Khunhaha?"

Although the sacred altar of the sacred sect has been razed to the ground, Lingyun is clear, he killed a total of 39 flying head descendants, and trained to the five-level realm of the flying head down, but none of them saw it. Of course he is dissatisfied.

"Back... Back to Master Ling, although there are many descendants in Nanyang, there are very few descendants who can fly to the head. They are qualified to hide and practice here. There are forty people in total, you have already killed almost..."

Kunlunwei endured the high temperature and roast, and said after the war.

"In the end, forty people?"

"Master Ling forgives sin, this little man is really unclear."

Lingyun nodded, and said that this problem is indeed difficult for him, and he did not pursue it. He immediately asked: "So the lord of the descendant of the gods, Kunganha? Why not here?"

"Maybe it’s going to be closed... I might have heard the news long ago and I’m scared to escape...”

For Kunganha's movements, Kun Lunwei also said that he could not rely on guessing.

" Count him smart!"

Lingyun snorted ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ caught Kunlunwei and rose to the sky, and immediately left here, went straight to the ghost poison.

Ghost Toxic is not far from the total altar of the descendants of the gods, and it is three hundred kilometers away. Lingyun is in full swing.

According to Lingyun's understanding, coupled with Kunlunwei's detailed statement, this ghost poison is even more evil. Their sects directly refine their souls or ghosts from the pregnant women's stomach in October. Of course, he is even more unkind.

After a quarter of an hour, the ghost poison was gone, and the end was the same as the god.

This night, the most important four major sects of the Nanyang Sanshou Alliance, Tianlingzong, Wanfomen, Shenzongzong, and the ghost poison sect, all destroyed, collapsed!

Lingyun battle for Nanyang!

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