Vol 3 Chapter 621: Advance 0 soldiers (1/2)
The cracks stretched out thousands of feet, and countless purple gold light came out from the middle.
The **** purple cicada on the chest, standing in the air, the long stick that originally released the purple gold light in the hand, the texture on the top has become bleak again.
It turned into the ordinary black long stick, which looked very humble.
In the front, dozens of feet away, St. Lun stood in the sky above the crack, but also motionless.
In his hand, Yun Yujian has been broken into the crack.
The whole city was instantly in a quiet state.
No one understands what happened.
Is St. Lun win?
Or is the purple triumph victory?
Some people saw that there was no weapon in the hands of St. Lun, and the heart was not good, but there was still hope in the depths of his heart.
They are looking forward to the victory of St. Lun, or the desire for victory in St. Lun!
”Hey!”
In the middle of the air, the purple cicada hemoptysis, the body began to fall, and kneeled directly on the ground, the extraordinary stick was falling aside.
In the quiet city, cheers followed.
Because St. Lun is still standing in the sky.
The cicada coughed up a bite of blood, then slowly stood up, and the cheers in the city came to an abrupt end, and the whole city became quiet again.
”you lose.”
Zi Yan said with a voice, the voice is calm and a bit indifferent.
”This is impossible!”
St. Lun finally said, just when everyone felt that he had not fallen, and that he hoped to win, he saw that his blood was overflowing from his forehead, his body fell from the sky, and fell into the huge crack. .
His last breath of life also spoke with the words and dissipated.
St. Lun is dead!
Purple is still alive!
The victory and defeat of this battle has been divided!
There is no suspense, and there is a mourning in the city.
”This is impossible!”
From the holy soul mountain, there was a voice of anger, from the holy shrine, but no one heard it.
Ouli stood there without talking, but his face was smiling, but he couldn’t hide it, and he was very proud.
Because he chose the right person.
Zi Yan is finally famous for the earthquake.
”Or the young master has a vision.”
Wu Youde had to send out a sigh of emotion. The battle was full of twists and turns. I didn’t expect the final victory of Ziyan.
Even the top hundred Yun Yujian was defeated.
On the third floor of the Holy Mountain, Ziyan walked forward and came to the edge of the crack. He looked down at the bottom. He only saw the body of Shenglun. The Baiyun Yunyu sword had disappeared. I didn't know where to go.
He looked in the other direction. There was a strange animal that fled and fled to the distance. It should be a beloved beast.
Zi Yan did not let the ghosts chase.
The battle is over and he is ready to move on to the next level.
At this moment, I saw countless lights coming from all directions. It was a fierce breath, from all the holy spirits on the third floor of the holy mountain.
At the same time, they each shine a light.
These lights converge, densely like rain, strong, but not killing.
The purple eyes are puzzled and the look becomes dignified.
I saw the purple scorpion in my hand, and the black long stick came out and flew toward the sky.