Spirit Hunters of Maoshan Sect

There are less than ten in total.

The camp of hundreds of people would have left them.

Xingyue slaves smiled at them and said: "Don't you plan to form an alliance with my Xuanyuan Mountain?"

"Amitabha, the world, the ultimate is to have the human body to manage, not to worry about the mountains and mountains." The interpretation of the letter is not humble.

"Different cooperation with this palace, are you going to join the Ye Shaoyang camp? Explain the big Zen master, I remember that you are the most indifferent to him."

"I can't understand it!"

There is no wave of interpretation, and it seems that mentioning Ye Shaoyang’s three words is annoying. “Daddy never likes him, he does not respect rituals, and he acts as a teacher and arranges his system.”

After a sudden sudden turn, "But... he is my personal master after all, my contradiction with him is his own internal contradictions, what do you do with you? Besides, there is only Ye Shaoyang in the world, never give in to you! ”

Some words were heard, and the compassionate teacher and others turned their faces or bowed their heads, pretending not to hear.

Xingyue slave walked a few steps forward, and his face became cold. He said: "More than no benefit. Today, there are priests and princes and yunyun fairy priests guarding the mountains, arranging the sky and the eight stars, and no souls can enter, so ... This palace is persuading you to follow the situation, not to go upstream, destroy the magic world and swear!"

She stared at them coldly, licking all eyes, as if telling a subtext:

Shun me, Chang, who is against me!

The letter did not gently shake his head, ignored him, turned to look at a few people behind him, said: "You are still young, it is better to commit yourself to the thief, you can also have pictures in the future, not like my old monk, the lights are dry, It doesn't matter if you live or die."

Xingyue slavery: "Today's Dragon and Tiger Mountain is the one coming to Japan!"

Everyone listened to this, and my heart was shocked.

Xiaoyao flew to fix the letter, saying: "I don't go to hell, who goes to hell. Brother, go with it."

The rest of the people were moved by the two Zen masters. Although they did not say anything, they all looked at the stars and moons with a decisive look. Their eyes showed everything.

They are the last bones of the spell world.

Where the Tao is, Wanfu is not appropriate.

They are not geniuses, nor names. In the face of the three great gods of Xuanyuan Mountain, they have no ability to resist, but they do not yield.

They accepted their own destiny, or they chose their own destiny.

"It's better to fight than to sit still, let them know that the magical world is not without a species! You remember, I am a picture of the Shinto gate!" A 30-year-old Taoist screamed at Xingyue. go with.

There is no secret in the interpretation of the letter, but it is too late to stop. If they do not move, in front of everyone, Xingyue slaves do not dare to kill, but now they take the initiative to attack, it is not the same.

Sure enough, I saw a sneer in the mouth of the Xingyue slave, raised a slender hand, and painted it in front of him. The figure of Zhang’s sprint swayed and then settled.

A few seconds later, he began to appear dozens of blood lines on his body, the body was torn apart, and fell down, even the soul did not survive, only the fine flying out, flew into the sky.

"The map destroys the harmony of the magical world, and the sin is innocent!" said Xingyueu coldly, with a cruel smile on his lips.

However, Zhang Tu’s tragic death did not scare anyone, but instead stimulated the blood of the remaining few people and shouted and rushed up. Xingyue slaves didn't shoot again, but the inspirational fairy came up. I didn't know when I had two more octagonal gourd hammers, and I was slamming a few people.

"stop!"

The interpretation of the letter rushed up without sorrow and anger, followed by the flying, and the inspirational squad.

Qing also joined the battle.

The strength of the interpretation of Wuhefeifeifei is naturally much stronger than that of other people. The interpretation of the Jiuhuashan Town’s treasures of the nine flaming dragons, the curse, the fire, and the nine dragons. Hurriedly rushed to Qing.

Xiaoyaofei holds the Sanbao tin cane, and also releases the mother-in-law, and fights with the inspiration.

The strength of the two people is different from the two elders of Xuanyuan Mountain. However, under the sorrow and anger, they are desperately trying to fight. The two sides will not win or lose at the same time. When they fight right, suddenly there is a seven-color cloud that descends from the sky and wraps all four. In the middle, the shape keeps changing, but it coincides with the five elements.

For a long while, I only heard a scream.

Then the nine dragons flew together, accompanied by endless aura. The cloud was broken and the fight stopped.

A shadow, walked in the air.

Xingyuenu looked up at the head and said: "Thank you for helping my sister."

Everyone looked intently, and the inspiration was standing breathlessly, half-squatting on the ground, but his arm was broken. And opposite them, the two masters have fallen.

Happy lying on the ground, already dead. The corpse is complete, with golden waves flying from his seven rafts.

Everyone was shocked.

That is the broken god.

He actually blew the gods!

There is no breath in the interpretation of the letter, sitting on the floor with his knees, holding the nine fire dragon cover in his hand, looking calm.

"You are a nine-fire dragon, really sure." Clear one hand pressed the shoulder and arm break, murmured.

Xingyue slaves went to the front of the interpretation, and the wrists turned over. There was a long orange-red sword in the hand, and the sword lighted into the sky and shined on the night sky.

Ancient artifact Xuanyuan sword!

She danced a few swords with her swords, and she flew in the air. She would stand behind the few unyielding wizards who had no intention of being able to scream, and all of them screamed and fell down, and they flew out of the mouth and nose.

"The destiny is returned, the devil is dead." Xingyue slave sighed. "Why?"

The interpretation of the mouth without a corner reveals a smile that is relieved.

"A drop in the ocean, dare to say destiny?"

Xingyue slave wants to refute, but sees that there is no neck in the interpretation, and he died. He flew out of his body, and he even shattered his soul.

Living people can't argue with the dead that people are dead, and you can only lie on what you have. Xingyue Nuo breathed a sigh of relief and was in a bad mood.

The two masters, the wizard who has gone through a hundred battles and lost his demon in a lifetime, is so dead.

Xingyue slaves remembered that there was still a quiet teacher too, looking carefully, but saw her in the corner of the yard, went to check, but found that she also died, and some doubts in my heart.

But I don't know, when they were playing a group, Jing Hui Shi went to the corner alone and died of Dan Tian.

She knows that she can't win, she knows that she must die. She just wants to make her death worthwhile. So she commits suicide, saves her soul, and breaks the void to go to the yin.

Someone has to say everything that happened here, and there are always people who come to Xingyue slaves to collect debts. In her heart, that person is called Ye Shaoyang.

"You all saw it. The palace didn't want to do it. They were obsessed with it... but it was also a high morality. After the downhill, they were buried."