Vol 3 Chapter 619: Cloud and rain (1/2)

The sacred light of St. Lun’s body was suddenly extinguished, and replaced by a turbulent ripple that emerged from the body.

That is the power of the earthquake that belongs to the purple scorpion. At this moment, it broke out in the body of St. Lun.

St. Lun’s body fell to the ground, and blood rushed out of his mouth.

Throughout the city, countless people have seen this scene behind.

It is clear that Shenglun had previously occupied an absolute upper hand. Why did it suddenly lose?

”This is the power of the shock!”

Ouli was in a good mood and laughed happily.

Wu Youde is a very unexpected accident. He doesn't know about fighting, and this purple scorpion can turn defeat into victory. It seems to him to be great.

”Great!”

The younger brother of Lushan waved his fist and was very excited. The people he brought were also excited.

Compared with the excited people, the rest of the people were frustrated and even many people cursed.

”Impossible! This is impossible!”

On the Holy Ghost Mountain, the Holy Ghost is incredibly looking at the scenes in the picture and cannot accept this fact.

The mirror did not speak.

On the Mount of the Holy Beast and the Holy Mountain, the two mountain owners watched it silently.

Zi Yan looked at the holy sage in front and said indifferently: ”You lost!”

St. Lun looked up, his pale face, his eyes full of grievances, and he roared: ”I have not lost!”

Zi Yan said: ”If you lose, it is the sacred defeat! In the future, don't be so arrogant in front of people. Your holy spell is nothing to me.”

The voice of the purple scorpion spread throughout the holy mountain city, and countless people have heard the news.

This means that this confrontation, the shock surgery won.

A shame before snow!

For a time, many old people were filled with emotions and recalled the scenes of the year.

At that time, the shock surgery failed, and the wolf squatted.

”I said I didn't lose!”

St. Lun stood up again, he took out a medicinal medicine and swallowed it. The original injury was getting better under the naked eye.

”I am still alive, I have not lost this battle!”

The medicinal herb was very magical. The injury of Shenglun was already seven or eighty-eight. He had a sword in his hand.

That is Yun Yujian.

The cloud was swaying over the blade, and a sharp sword was released.

Those who cursed the Holy Luna in the city, after seeing this scene, began to cheer again, and they remembered the strongest means of Saint Lun.

The competition of the shocks has nothing to do with the re-notes they have.

As long as St. Lun’s final victory, they can win the reward.

”Dead!”

St. Lun took the sword forward, this time it was inspired by Yun Yujian. Previously he also took advantage of this sword and suppressed the mountain and the blue dream.

In front of the purple scorpion, the spirit shield appeared.

This is a companion shield of entertainment.

Seeing this scene of the Holy Lun, the expression can not help but change.

Jianguang encountered a spiritual shield, a strong breath rushed out, the spirit shield in the hands of Zi Yan blocked the attack of Yun Yujian, but he himself was also shaken off nearly a hundred feet.

Above the Spirit Shield, the light is disillusioned, and the light is indefinite.

Its defense is still strong, but it is no longer comparable to the time of the game. After all, it is the companion shield of entertainment.

St. Lun’s eyes were poisonous and naturally saw this phenomenon, so he snarled: “I see this broken shield in your hand and can block me from attacking several times.”

In the left hand of St. Lun, a lightsaber appeared.