Campus belle's cultivation master

The whole Tianlan Xianzong is full of black people in the undulating mountains. Countless practitioners raised their faces and stared at the sky full of fear. Their legs trembled with cold sweat.

Congenital strong, also known as the demigod, claims to be able to reach a country. In ancient times, it was a noble person who would be respected as a national teacher by the emperor. Even in today's society, many countries will regard them as their guests and dare not offend them lightly.

It is said that the demigod can resist the army positively and is the most powerful single combat force in heaven and earth. Although there is no precedent in the world that Xiuzhen is capable of fighting against modern armed forces, Rand Corporation of M country has made a simulation of the war, and the final conclusion is astonishing.

Without using nuclear weapons, the inborn strong can retreat completely even in the face of encirclement and suppression by the group army.

Many important figures, led by Xiong 45, Cai Yunfei and Shi Kaixuan, also hurriedly retreated from the warehouse and stood thousands of meters away, staring at the sky with pale cheeks.

The air waves are overlapping, and the roar of attack and collision is resounding. The battle between yuan Luochen and Jiang Shifa, a demigod, has left a life-long shadow on the island of Tushan, which is as ethereal as a fairyland.

The inborn power is unstoppable. It's terrible!

Unexpectedly, one wave is not even, another wave rises again.

Many practitioners are still terrified by the explosion and energy pouring in the sky, but the black fog is blowing up in the rear, rippling in all directions and filling the sky.

Demigod, the peak of martial arts in the eyes of countless practitioners, is the supreme legend. Now, there are three people here and now!

The crowd was in turmoil, the fear spread rapidly, and sharp screams rang out

"My God! If we go on fighting, the world will be in chaos! "

On the top of the mountain, flames and strange black fog erode each other, and even the leaping fire waves also show a faint green light, which is getting weaker and weaker.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Zhang Biyao, the holy daughter of Tianlan, hurriedly approaches her husband, purses her mouth, and reminds her anxiously: "ghost witch sect, old ghost of Wushan. They are the leaders of the six religions in Wushan. Their skills are cruel and evil. Don't be careless, sir. "

The old ghost of Wushan, like a vulture, looked through the surging sea of fire in front of him and fixed on the young men and women in front of him with a scornful grin: "is Lin Zixuan right? I heard that you are the son of heaven. Even Basong of Nanwu died in your hands... "

Lin Yu's eyes narrowed and his face was unshakable: "there are too many people who died under my master. I can't remember them."

"Ha ha, what a wild boy." Wushan old ghost slowly raised a hand, full of half a foot long, black fingernails curved, particularly creepy, "just half a step congenital, dare to show off to me, who gives you the dog's gall? Rootless fire and ancient artifact are all vulnerable to absolute strength! "

Between speaking, he suddenly swept his sleeve, and the fierce flame in front of him went out silently.

The old ghost of Wushan stepped over the dividing line, and fixed his eyes on the graceful woman not far away. He threatened: "I want to catch the congenital holy body and return to Wushan to practice martial arts and enjoy the bliss of cloud and rain. She is a member of Tianlan sect. She has nothing to do with you. Don't try to kill yourself. "

"I'm afraid you're mistaken." Lin Yu stood up slowly and sneered, "she's my man."

The two figures were in opposition, and the fierce killing was widespread, and the war was imminent.

At this time, the eldest husband Sun Zhong led many elders of Tianlan sect to worship and stumbled to the top of the mountain.

"Wu... Wu mountain old ghost!" Under the oppression of the field and the interference of the black fog, Gongsun Zhong's face was blue and he panted, "you scum of the cult, how dare you go wild in Tianlan Xianzong and seek death!"

Wushan old ghost bared his black tusks and yelled in a hoarse voice: "mole ants, go away!"

With the fall of the voice, the field of the great master of the congenital realm suddenly rippled and opened, covered the four fields in a flash, collided with the previous two demigod fields, and broke out the sharp cracking sound of "click click" again.

The whole island of Tushan, now there are three demigods, open the field!

Gongsun Zhong was too close to the dozens of elders behind him. He suddenly felt that the Qi in his body collided with each other. He couldn't help gushing out a mouthful of red blood and collapsed to the ground.

Although they are usually superior and look down upon the common customs, they are in the field of the demigods, but they do not even have the power to resist. They can only be reduced to fish and be slaughtered by others.

Sun Zhong, the eldest husband, stretched out his trembling hand and screamed in despair: "don't stay here long! Go, saint

"Go? Can we go? " Wushan is full of ghosts, and the runes all over his body are full of monstrous red lights, approaching step by step. "Looking at this mountain, I'm not afraid of anyone except yuan Luochen."

He moved his fingers and stared at the young man opposite him. His eyes gradually turned scarlet: "damn little dog, do you understand now? Under demigod, all living beings are pigs and dogs. What's it like to be in my field? You're afraid you can't even use your accomplishments?

I'm not yuan Luochen. I won't show mercy to you. I dare to stop you. Today is the day of your death! "

The old ghost of Wushan only went to Tushan island two days ago. He had never seen the world shaking battle on the 800 meter star picking platform. Later, he heard other practitioners talk about it. His first reaction was that yuan Luochen, the leader of Tianlan, left his hand.

If not, even if Lin Zixuan is proud and powerful, he can't shake the demigod

The beautiful eyes of Saint Zhang Biyao were full of panic. She had a pretty white face and a startled voice to remind her: "be careful, sir!"

There were many elders of Tianlan sect worshiping, with bright eyes and nervous faces

"Alas, if Lin Zixuan offered an ancient artifact, he might be able to resist it for a while..."

"As long as the patriarch defeats Jiang Shifa and frees up his hand, he can resolve today's Tianlan crisis..."

Sun Zhong, the eldest husband, couldn't care about his face any more. He forced his upper part of his body to open his voice and yelled: "Lin Zixuan! If you can hold back the old ghost of Wushan and wait for the Lord to come to help you, you and Tianlan sect's past enmity will be wiped out! "

Lin Yu, with a cold face, walked slowly and said: "go away, I want to kill you. I don't have time to delay."

"Ha ha ha! Ha ha ha ha Wushan old ghost's contemptuous eyes were like looking at a little ant. He raised his hand and made a sudden stroke in mid air. "Ratdog generation, how dare you provoke! What are you doing? "

The tempestuous waves turned into countless sharp blades and went straight to Lin Yu