The reputation of Lingmai bandit is so loud that almost no one knows the whole Jueyin ruins.
Everyone looked up at the white haired man in the sky, whether male or female, young or old, as long as he was a member of the Shura alliance, his eyes were filled with awe and laughter.
At the same time, there is a strong self-confidence and hope in his heart. Even the spirit pulse can be captured. What else can he do.
The murderous spirit of the Jiugong massacre broke out, which was really terrible. All the people in Xiaochengqi of the hundred dynasties, with a shrill scream, were crushed into pieces, and those below the hundred Dynasties period even had no time to shout out, and turned into a thick blood mist, which filled the blood red earth!
However, when the soul power of Wutian broke through to the king''s rank, the power of the trapped lock side also rose sharply. Those who were under the age of Dacheng could not break it. They were frightened and despairing, and watched the killing come.
Don''t say that those who are in full swing, even those who are in full swing, can''t smash them with one or two strokes.
In only a few minutes, most of the people of Jianzong and others were killed and wounded, and the rest were like trapped animals, struggling desperately, but nothing helped.
When no heaven comes, some people are happy, others are worried, and some are angry. Naturally, those who are worried are those of Jianzong, qingzong and xuzong, while those who are angry are qingyilong and the terrible wave of blood
Shua!
Flapping with light wings, he came to Zhang Ting''s side in an instant. His long white hair danced wildly, and his invincible combat power wiped out all sides. His cold eyes made people afraid. A middle-aged man who fought with Zhang Ting crazily, his pupil shrank, and became his ghost!
"Tiange, I miss you", Zhang Ting was smiling, like a beautiful flower, blooming in this hell on earth, delicate and dazzling, full of a unique charm and temptation.
"Be careful." No day after a smile, came to another battlefield.
LAN Miaomiao''s two opponents, whose accomplishments are in their infancy, have been trying their best to suppress the former. However, after a shadow passed by, their heads were not on their necks. With a bang, they rolled to the ground, opened their eyes, and died with a strong horror!
"Miaomiao, go to meet with Zhang Ting and take care of each other." Wu Tian''s figure kept on sweeping down the next battlefield, but he turned back and said with a smile to LAN Miaomiao.
Looking at the familiar figure, blue Miaomiao''s beautiful eyes have a touch of different emotions, but this mood soon disappeared, nodding with a smile, into the crowd, incarnated into a beautiful but frightening God of death, harvesting life crazily, gathering to Zhang Tingshan, Youde and others.
In the view of the Shura alliance, Wutian is an angel who comes to the mortal world to save everyone in danger. In the view of the three major sects such as Jianzong, he is a true Shura, where a large number of people will die and become the ghost of this land.
They were frightened and frightened. The Lingmai robber was much stronger and fiercer than expected. They felt a deep sense of powerlessness in their hearts. Even Li Erbai could not help changing his color and was greatly shocked.
Li Er Bai is mean and treacherous. He always pays special attention to any enemy. He clearly remembers that when he met last time, Wu Tian was still a minor cultivator who had completed his pulse expansion, but had not seen him for a few months? Actually, it broke through to the initial stage of the hundred dynasties.
What''s more, he can see at a glance that the opponent''s combat power is far more than that in the early period of the hundred dynasties. He has a feeling that even if he has the strength of a great period, he can not be his opponent.
However, after feeling the power of destroying the heaven and the earth sent out by the sword in his hand, he finally had the strength in his heart.
"No matter how strong you are, you are just a mole ant under the sword of heaven and earth." Li Er Bai sneered in his heart. He immediately looked at the night sky with awe inspiring intent. The "heaven and earth sword" revived and the sword power spread in all directions.
Without the emperor''s soldiers, yetian and Li Tiangen did not dare to fight head-on with them. They dodged for a while, which was extremely embarrassing.
"Cheep..."
The bloodthirsty insect King screamed and finally launched an attack on Wutian. On his ferocious head, the one meter long spike has taken many lives. The bloodstained one makes people feel creepy!
It''s staring at the sky. In its narrow eyes, it releases a strong light of hatred. If it wasn''t for this person who took away the plasma, its current strength would definitely be on a higher level. Maybe we don''t have to taboo fire Jiao and wild fire ox.
Plasma is more precious than any treasure for haemophages, because plasma is formed by the condensation of blood marrow which has been precipitated for countless years. If you take a drop of it, you can make them evolve rapidly.
"Cheep..."
There was another cry. The trembling insect tide behind the insect king, as if he had been ordered, hissed repeatedly, and the sound waves like tides rolled around.
This is a torrent, but also a natural disaster that makes everyone despair. No one can stop it and nothing can stop it. All of them turn into ashes!
The wave of blood ran across heaven and earth. No matter whether it was the Shura alliance or the sword sect, the three major sects were all attacked by the God of death. They were like a group of demons who ate people and didn''t vomit their bones. However, wherever they went, let alone people, there was no flower left!"Without heaven, the fire dragon and the wild fire cow have entered the magic tower. Without their protection, you will surely die today." the insect King''s cold voice led the tide of insects, like a deadly plague. No one was afraid and ran away in panic.
However, under the tide of insects, which even the strong in the transformation period would frown three times, it was futile to struggle and run. In the end, none of them was like the evaporation of the human world, and there was no body left!
"I will never forget the great kindness of huojiao and manhuoniu. But I have no heaven. Why should I live under the protection of others?" Wu Tian''s white hair is high and mighty. Under everyone''s astonished eyes, he doesn''t retreat but advances. His clothes are fluttering, and he goes boldly to the tide of blood eating insects.
"I''m so ashamed that I dare to face the spirit wave of the great thief!" Some people marvel.
"You are wrong. As far as I know, the Lingmai robber was called the white haired Shura in his ancestral land. Judging from the situation at this time, only this name can be worthy of his invincible spirit!"
"This man is the most favored one in the world, and many talented people seem to be dim and worthless under him, as if he were the only one in the world."
"White haired Shura, I don''t know when I can reach his height and become a scorching sun of great attention!"
Everyone looked up and looked at the figure like a God and a devil. With one person''s strength, they dared to face the countless insect tide. Whether they failed or not, they admired their courage.
In the sound wave of destroying everything, it is like a god of war, walking in the void, pushing forward step by step, showing his domineering spirit.
His eyes are like the eyes of heaven. A sword shadow suddenly sweeps out of it, and it rises rapidly against the wind. In an instant, a giant sword with a thousand feet in the sky is revealed and cut down wildly!
The huge sword roared and the strong wind rose suddenly. In the meantime, there was a momentum of breaking mountains and rivers, which made all the living creatures on the scene change color!
A sword fell, accompanied by the sound of boom, the sword collapsed, a wave of insects disappeared, opened a gap, but the number of blood eating insects is too large, only a moment, this gap was filled!
"If you want to kill my people, you should be punished!"
The king of insects spread his voice with a murderous intention. Behind him, the blood eating insects roared in the sky, showing ferocity. The most powerful sound wave was like a terrible tsunami, covering thousands of miles!
Boom
There was a big explosion in this place. The earth trembled and burst, and the void trembled and twisted. All the people suffered a disaster. Under the sound wave like the heavenly power, the so-called strong people were pale and weak, just a grain of dust and vulnerable to a single blow.
Even Zhang Ting and others are pale, a mouthful of blood spurt at the same time, leaving the enemy, head also do not return to escape.
Wu Tian''s face is expressionless, and the momentum is incomparable. With a wave of a big hand, a clang sound of heaven and earth explodes, followed by a thousand Zhang flame knife shadow, carrying the supreme edge, and cutting down.
Huoliedao is made by Diyan. It has extremely terrible temperature. Even the invisible sound wave seems to be able to burn. In a flash, it dissipates into the invisible, not to mention the insect tide. In an instant, it is crushed into a large area and becomes a dust between heaven and earth!
However, this kind of casualty is only a drop in the ocean for the huge population of insects.
Roar!!!
Dozens of fierce animals were killed, and one dive killed a large number of blood eating insects. It was terrifying and terrifying. It was all made up of the bright visions of poetry. I wanted to help my brother.
However, the massacre did not last long, and it was soon wrapped up by the insect tide. It was just a terrible Big honeycomb. No one could say that it could survive in it. Dozens of fierce beasts were also the same. In a short time, all of them broke up and the power of light filled in!
Even the poet himself was thought of by the insect tide. Under the command of the insect king, a large number of blood eating insects were in high spirits and roaring incessantly, just like a blood red competition, rushing towards the poetry furiously!
"Little girl film, you don''t care, here to the elder brother can", Shua, Wutian horizontal in front of the poetry body, smile of the mouth, not waiting for poetry to talk, the palm gently waved, a gentle force, will send it thousands of miles away.
"It''s just a bunch of bugs. What''s so great? You can deal with it, and I can do the same. Hum, since I''m not merciful, I don''t care. I''m here to watch the opera." the poem moaned discontentedly, but my heart was warm.
Ten years later, she was afraid that her brother would no longer care about herself and love her, so she didn''t dare to face it calmly and hide and hide. Until now, she knew that her brother was good to her, and she had never changed. Her previous worries were just the troubles in her own heart.
If the poem evades his own real thoughts and is known by heaven, he may not know how to say her.
"As the poem says, a bug is a bug. It can''t stir up any storm. It used to be and it is now!"
Wu Tian looks indifferent and looks at the insect King coldly. The fire knife rolls up a towering flame, just like a fierce and powerful fire dragon, and roars away!www.novelhold.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!