392 The coming of the lord! (2/2)
The change of Guang Yuan monk's breath, scared Dongfang Qing and Zhao Wenhan, and cultivators ... They thought, the old monk, the past is really a big tail wolf, it turned out to be Yuan Yin cultivator.
but…
Now this situation seems to be the giant in front of him, but even Heavenly Soldier can be killed like killing the chicken, Heavenly Soldier ... The lowest is also Sanctify cultivation .
Guang Yuan 's Yuan Yin cultivation? Bullshit!
”The old man will try his best to block this giant. You, life and death is depending on your destiny, run away.”
Guang Yuan's monk wrinkled a long black and white mixed eyebrow, sighed, and a bunch of beads of light gold in his hand.
In a word, these Yunshui cultivators are all shocked.
This time... It seems to be dead!
”What is the meaning of Guang Yuan master, is it to look down on Dongfang Qing ?! I am Dongfang Qing, not a person who is afraid of death. ”
Dongfang Qing is also hard and said loud.
The sword in his hand erected and looked at the huge palm of the coming.
The sound echoed in this world, falling in the ears of every Yunshui cultivator. This group of Jie Dan cultivators, even if there are people who are afraid of death, but there are still many bloody.
In particular, Penglai 's Jie Dan cultivator, headed by Tang Sue and Peng Deng, they are here at this time.
Dongfang Qing is their boss. Since the boss is ready to fight, there is nothing to say about the sidekick below.
One word: fight!
” vow to die!”
Among the crowds, don't know who is roaring, but if it is a chain reaction, this group of Jie Dan cultivators are roaring.
” vow to die!”
” vow to die!”
?
The sound is echoing under this night.
They each showed their own dharma-vessel, and a pair of Jie Dan pressures gathered in one place, heading toward the depressed palm, trying to hold the palm of the hand.
Qi Linger, in the center of Qi Dan and other Jie Dan cultivators, looked at the palm in the sky.
Covering the sky and covering the moon, the palm-grained palm prints and the palm print gaps are wider than 10 meters, and they are clearly reflected in the shackles.
In front of this huge palm, she felt that she was so small and so weak.
It seems that there is only one ending, waiting for death.
In the group of cultivators of Xianling College, Gongsun Tong was also full of sadness, and he did not expect...
He has been running around for a long time, he was thinking about getting together and seeing what happened, he didn't expect to come to die.
Thousands of Jie Dan cultivators, all looking at the palms in the sky falling down, one by one, sweat falling from the forehead, subconsciously swallowed.
It is ... coming!
There are still tens of thousands of feet away from the palm of the hand, but this wind is already coming. It's just this wind, it's the pressure to gather them together, and they can't stop it.
One by one, the face is suddenly gray, and the last hope is broken.
” Long live Yunshui!”
” Long live Yunshui!”
?
Dongfang Qing suddenly shouted with a sword and brought a wave of rhythm. The people behind him suddenly shouted.
That battle, have to say, there is still a trace of tragic.
but…
It was at this time that a faint voice came and echoed in this world.
”Long live my ass, and all of you shut the fuck up. Can this slogan be more stupid?”
A voice suddenly awakened everyone.
Not yet waiting for everyone to react, golden light is already passing by their eyes.
A back view appeared in front of their eyes.
That is their lord, Qin Feng .