Campus belle's cultivation master

Thousands of meters above the sky, the small shadow broke through the layers of surging waves, with a "wheezing" of the wind, falling straight to the dust filled vast land.

This scene, quite a sense of desolation of the eagle wings, proud curtain call.

Is Lin Zixuan dead? The shock that broke the three demigods' field had exhausted all his vitality?

Tens of thousands of martial arts strong people were disconsolate, one after another choked their wrists and sighed, looking bleak.

Even if you are the peerless arrogant, the evil spirit of self-cultivation, creating one miracle after another and writing one myth after another, you will not be able to turn the world upside down.

Many great figures, led by Xiong Siwu, Cai Yunfei and Shi Kaixuan, even covered their faces with their hands and couldn't bear to see them again

"Master Lin Xianshi... Even if he lost, it was enough to set up a monument and engrave forever!"

"Sir!" Saint Zhang Biyao screamed in a sad voice, and her tears suddenly burst out of her eyes. She suddenly one foot on tiptoe, body shape swept up the sky, straight to the falling shadow.

The thin and trembling figure of the young fairy is like a delicate and weak flower branch in the storm, which is obviously unbearable.

On the small island of Tushan and among the mountains, countless practitioners were shocked to see this scene, and felt even more sad

"Alas, it's a pity to have such a natural couple."

"It's hard for Baguio fairy to look forward to such a result..."

"The curtain call of heroes, the parting of beauties, is the cruelest thing in the world..."

Many strong young people beat their chests and burst into tears: "fairy, fairy, why are you suffering?"

In the eyes of sympathy, pity and sorrow, the virgin Zhang Biyao shed tears and sobbed in a low voice: "if it wasn't for a Yao, how could Mr. a Yao be... How could Mr. a Yao be... Wu Wu Wu, it's all a Yao's fault. It's all a Yao's harm to Mr. a Yao..."

All of a sudden, her wobbly and weak body shook violently. She slightly opened her mouth and stared at her misty eyes. Immediately, her back was tense, stiff and the void did not move.

When people saw her abnormal behavior, they could not help looking at each other. They were all at a loss.

The Bear looked at the small black spot, raised his big hand, scratched his head, twisted his thick eyebrows, and showed his teeth: "are these two guys going to bury together?"

Many of the heavenly masters behind him couldn't understand what he said, but Feng Cangsong suddenly responded, raised his hand a little, and said in a hasty tone: "that! That position! Something's wrong

After such a reminder, a lot of people responded in a moment, and exclaimed in surprise one after another

"No! It's not right! "

"My God! The place where Lin Xianshi fell, this is... Running to Wushan old ghost! "

Whew!

In the sight of tens of thousands of people, the falling speed of that figure is faster and faster, even contrary to the normal, which completely violates the physical rules of gravity acceleration.

Finally, it turned into a bright streamer, which quickly crossed the kilometer high altitude and crashed into the hill that the old ghost of Wushan had fallen down before.

A lot of martial arts strongmen came to understand in an instant and turned pale in fear.

Tianjiao linzixuan not only did not die, but also had a strong strength, trying to succeed in the first World War, killing Wushan old ghost!

"Ah! Little mongrel, the enemy of broken arms, will not die together Wushan old ghost, with his hair covered and bloody cheeks twisted and ferocious, "I'll kill you!"

He roared and roared, and his whole body soared tens of meters from the bottom of the huge pit, full of spiritual power and evil spirit.

Tens of thousands of martial arts strongmen were shocked to find that the old Wushan ghost had already lost an arm and became disabled!

The old Wushan ghost's face was full of bloody runes, his eyes were full of blood, and his expression was full of cruel and vicious: "I want to kill you! Kill! Kill you! into ten thousand pieces! be turned to dust! You... "

Lin Yu's body roared down, his face was cold, and his dark and bright eyes were like a cold pool in a deep well, full of a sense of killing.

"Shut your dog's mouth!" He just made a fist, and it came in a flash. Its momentum is like thunder, its speed is like wind, and the space is faintly hit out of a twisted dent.

Bang!

Blood splashed, broken teeth flying, Wushan old ghost's whole face is deep down, hoarse cry suddenly stopped. Then, with Ling Rui's explosive sound, his body crashed into the pit again.

Lin Yu followed, no fancy of the second punch, the third punch, the fourth punch

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The smoke and dust rose and dispersed, the earth moved and the mountains shook, and a whole hill became a deep valley, and cracks spread in all directions.

Tens of thousands of practitioners stood in the same place, stretched their necks, staring at the dust filled place in the distance, trembling uncontrollably.

The whole earth is shaking, the small stones on the surface are shaking, and people's eyelids are also jumping.

Boom! Boom! Boom

As time goes by, the sound of smashing still doesn't mean to stop. But many martial arts strong people can obviously feel that the vibration at the moment has been transmitted from a very deep, very deep underground.

"What's the matter..." Feng Cangsong swallowed his saliva and said with great difficulty, "is he going to... Break through the earth..."

On the current occasion, this remark is quite funny, with a bit of cold humor.

But everyone on the scene, all taut pale face, canthus twitch, no matter how can not laugh.

Even if it's a demigod strongman, it's time to go to the yellow spring

Tianjiao linzixuan, cruel, really cruel!

At this moment, tens of thousands of strong warriors on Tushan Island trembled with fear and cold sweat, and all of them softened their bones.

Until a turbid water wave mixed with blood rushed out of the deep pit, the shocking sound finally stopped.

Silence, dead silence!

The light wind blows through the dust, and tens of thousands of practitioners in Tianlan sect are silent at this moment!

All the powerful martial arts people were staring at the fountain like water waves rising from the sky. They felt their knees softened and shivered, and then they fell to the ground one after another.

Lin Zixuan really didn't penetrate the earth, but he took a look at the spring from the bottom of the earth!

The water gradually weakened and began to pour into the deep pit. The strong blood color was soon diluted.

WOW!

The water splashed, and Lin Yu showed his figure from the bottom of the pit. He was wet and dirty. He raised Gujing's face and looked coldly in all directions.

In his drooping hand, he held a handful of messy hair, under which hung the head of the old Wushan ghost who had been smashed, smashed and bloody