v4 Chapter 47： Undefeated [third more] (1/2)

The strength of monks in the Royal Taoism is ten thousand monsters, and the general trend is much stronger. [Eight? One {<< Small

Shuizizi's face was cold and cold, his eyes flashed coldly, Yu Daozong suppressed Wan Mozong for hundreds of years and prevented him from entering Zhongzhou. With such a great hatred, he naturally had a heavy grievance in his heart.

”The disciples of Wan Mozong obeyed the order, and today Elder Xiao Chen stopped the Cangdao Taoist, and Fang gave me Wan Mozong a chance to wash the snow before shame. I must hold it firmly.”

”Today's battle, Xu Sheng will not be defeated. I must have Yu Daozong step on my feet!”

”You can have confidence when you wait and fight with your husband!”

The growl almost growled and spread out.

Li Yantian's eyes were red. His father was the lord of Wanzongzong, and determined to lead the ancestors into Zhongzhou. It was because of the urgency of this practice that the impact did not fall, the mana exploded and died. And all this, thanks to the Emperor Daozong, today, this person's heart bursts endlessly and fiercely, no matter how to step down the Emperor Daozong to comfort the father in the heavenly spirit!

”war!”

Li Yongtian growled madly, driving his fifteen elders and forty-seven Jindan disciples to show madness.

”war!”

The entire Wanzongzong seems to be turned into a whole at this moment. The word ”war” is exported, the war is high, the situation is soaring, and the sky is torn.

Hundreds of years of shame will be repaid today.

”Elder Xiao Chen can hardly shake the sky in the early days without falling, can't I wait to completely suppress this Royal Daoism?”

”Go all out, at all costs, just win!”

Shuimozi roared and fell, Monk Wanzong stepped forward neatly, and the void trembled, making a loud noise.

boom!

The two sides battled against each other vigorously, strangled frantically, swallowed each other, and wanted to completely knock the other side down. But at this moment, the monk of Wan Mozong was like a madman, without any rest, and the momentum was constantly falling, like a tide.

Han Yuedao had a white complexion, and the fear of monk Yudaozong was behind him. The battle of momentum, when the courage is weak, is to shake the foundation, and the power of Yu Daozong is weakened instantly.

Shuizizi was cold and pale, and behind him Li Litian and the fifteenth elders had bleeding marks. As for the 47 Jindan disciples, they were severely injured in this general regretful shock, and the bleeding was leaking inside Qiqiao. But at this moment, there is no idea of ​​retreating from one's life. Even if wounded, or even killed on the spot, he will defeat this Yu Daozong! The endlessly fierce and violent breath burst from the monk Wan Mozong and merged into the general trend, making the tumbled trend above his head even more fierce.

At this moment, Yu Daozong was weakened, and Shui Mozi looked in his eyes, and his eyes suddenly crossed the meaning of Mori.

”Practitioners of Wan Mozong, follow the old man, suppress Yu Daozong, and wash the snow before shame!”

”Suppression!”

As the words came down, Shu Mozi stepped forward, and Li Yantian and others stepped forward at the same time, and their heads were like a wolf and a tiger, and they went straight to Yuzong.

boom!

In the collision, Shu Mozi was even whiter, and monks from Wan Mozong spurted blood in the mouth behind them, but their eyes were high in warfare and imposing, without any resignation.

Yu Daozong Hanyue Taoist has a white complexion. The strength of the ten thousand demons has made this person frightened. As for the disciples behind him, the disciples behind him are traumatized, and their eyes are scared.

”Suppression!”

Ink Zi growled in his mouth, and the second step came forward.

boom!

In the second collision, Shui Mozi opened his mouth with a bleeding sword, and the disciples of Wan Mozong even had more than seven tricks. The blood was detached from the body, twisted into a blood mist, and merged into the general trend of the head, rendering the intangible material momentum into a light blood color, and the endless **** and spicy meaning of the head, like the hidden monsters in it, if you want to get out and count the whole world Devour.

Yu Daozong retreated, Hanyue was wounded, blood was leaking from the corner of his mouth, and he hurried back.