"Explosive inflammation! Away from the fire! " Sima Yan’s eyes shrank and raised his hand to cast away from the fire. A fire dragon roared and a huge tombstone slammed together.
"From the fire? You haven’t seen enough after repairing and displaying! " As soon as the tomb-sweeper picks his finger at the corner of his mouth, the huge tombstone appears one after another,’ Sima Yan, the elder of Qingyang Sect, sleeps here!’ Words such as etc.
As soon as these words appeared, the power released by the tombstone suddenly multiplied, and the fire dragon was completely annihilated, and the magic gas followed Sima Yan’s 7-point intrusion, which made Sima Yan angry and dissipated!
Followed by a huge tombstone, Sima Yan was crushed and severely fell to the ground, and the dust rolled on the ground, and a huge pit appeared. The huge tombstone was erected high, and the blood was overflowing and the blood red spread along the bottom of the tombstone. In a blink of an eye, half of the whole tombstone was dyed dark red! And Sima Yan’s breath is getting weaker and weaker!
"Master!" Xiao Fan said hurriedly jump to kill the past, Yin and Yang two evil spirits galloped out and two huge black and white chains smashed the tombstone and smashed it to pieces immediately.
"Not dead yet!" Jiyingxue also rushed to the vitality to scroll and saved Sima Yan from the deep pit.
"oh? Still not dead? However, people in your department will not live long! " The pyramid-shaped mound people grimaced and said
"You bastard! I’m going to cut you alive! " Xiao Fan eyes red, pointing to the pyramid-shaped mound people roared.
"Is it you?" The pyramid-shaped mound master was stupefied. "You’re the little worm who broke into the magic door of my tomb not long ago, and everything actually hurt the old lady. You’re still alive?"
"Hum it’s a pity that a little degree of strength can’t kill me! Let’s calculate the previous account again! " Xiao Fan’s body and strength are intertwined like an armor wrapped around him.
"The strength is much more interesting, so I will completely nullify you as you wish. I have gained ten percent strength this time … I will do my best!" The pyramid-shaped mound people slowly raised their hands to aim at the black magic gas gathering in Xiao Fan’s palm, which distorted the surrounding gas.
"Is he? Is that bastard small? It’ s really hard to come. I didn’ t expect him to be too good here! " Always offering sacrifices to ghosts behind the pyramid-shaped mound people, Johnson stared straight at Xiao Fan’s face from shock to excitement.
"Wait, I’ll leave this kid to the old lady. The old lady has a thick account to settle with him!" The ghost monster suddenly stopped the pyramid-shaped mound man.
"Why? Do you know him too? " The pyramid-shaped mound people are stupefied.
"Hey, hey, of course, I can’t wait to smash his skin and cramp!" The ghost Johnson gnashed her teeth and said
"Are you? Well, then you can have him! Brother Mad Devil, Brother Tooth Devil, let’s go to the Enlightenment Hall, or the old guy Yu Yu will take the lead. I’m not confident to get it back from that monster Shura! " The pyramid-shaped mound people laughed wildly.
Followed by his two magic repair old man also grinning with pyramid-shaped mound people behind him toward the enlightenment hall galloped away.
"Do you want to settle accounts with me when the ghost monster meets again?" Xiao Fan doesn’t stand a chance against the tomb-raiding people, but the pressure of offering sacrifices to ghosts and monsters will be reduced a lot. If you unexpectedly display the seven stars to destroy the gods, there is still a glimmer of hope that you can kill them!
"Ha ha ha! Magic brothers! Kill the remnants of the Qingyang Sect to condense the word’ magic’ into a part of the big array! " Nearly a thousand magic practitioners shouted and rushed to the remnant Qingyang brothers.
"Brothers fight with them. You can’t just be slaughtered by them!" Huo Qing, a magic repair fought together, but turned around and looked around. Most of Qingyang’s brothers have been scared to death, and it is obvious that they have lost their fighting spirit.
"ah!" Another Qingyang Sect’s rebellious heart was attacked by two magic monks, tearing his body in half and spilling blood into it.
Followed by one after another, Qingyang sent brothers to pour blood, and the thick blood smell spread again after the Central Plains almost dissipated.
"What are you doing? Take up arms and fight! " Jiyingxue killed a magic dress, and her white skirt was stained with blood and cried angrily.
"It’s impossible that they have one thousand people and the lowest level also has the initial state of Hua Dan. The number of us adds up to less than five hundred. The strength difference is too wide. It’s impossible to beat them. They’re dead. This time they’re really dead! We will all die here! " Those lucky monks left their faces frightened and shouted in despair.
"Qingyang sent brothers don’t you frightened by these magic repair? Pick up your weapons and fight! That’s how you kill people? Just watch your sect’s home destroyed by this group of magic practitioners? " Body scar Sima Yan got up and kept his only remaining sanity shouted
"Yes, it’s completely hopeless. What’s the point of fighting again?" It’s still worse than the negative sound. The brothers of Qingyang faction echoed.
"You this virtue worthy of those who were killed by the magic repair stuff? Are you worthy of teaching your masters? Are you worthy of the Qingyang Sect, which has always been like home? Where’s our soul? Where did you go? "
"Remember your dreams? Want to be strong, want to pursue immortality, want to have stronger power to protect your precious things! But these dreams are so fragile? A group of magic monks threatened a group of bastards to slaughter, and then they completely disappeared? "
"If the dream is such a cheap thing, then I also have words to say that the darling is waiting to be killed! I won’t dream like you and need life to protect my soul! This is our Qingyang Sect! " Sima Yan roared and exhaled blood, but he still waved his magic weapon towards a magic repair with his tenacity and will!
Qingyang sends souls!
Dream! Need life to protect! Soul to defend! If you give up your life and dreams so easily, then everything is no longer valuable!
All the negative Qingyang brothers were shaken by Sima Yan’s words, and watched Sima Yan dream of practicing magic and killing, and then everyone’s eyes changed because of physical weakness!
"Elder Sima Yan!"
"Elder Sima said yes. How can we do nothing like this?"
"Yes, you can’t just be slaughtered by these magic repairs! We still have our own dream! "