Vol 3 Chapter 969: Picture (2/2)

Those spirits are all invaders, and their fighting power is very strong. Right now, they look at the battlefield and estimate that everyone is a holy man.

With so many sages coming together, the picture looks extraordinarily shocking.

Only the battles presented in the picture are not optimistic. One and the other strong people are killed, and the battle is almost one-sided.

\”It’s despicable, we’re fighting in the righteousness of the devils, but the spirits are helping each other.”

A demon who can't understand the battle of the picture, said dissatisfied.

A few people nodded next to it, cursing the shamelessness of the Lingzu.

The purple scorpion sees clearly, the other person who said the spirit, one person killed two demon saints, after the injury came a spiritual family to heal him.

Nowadays, in the cognition of Ziyan, the fighting power of the Mozu is higher than that of the Lingzu, not only the Devil, but also in the Holy Spirit.

However, looking at the pictures at the moment, it is not difficult for these spiritual groups to fight against the same level of the demon.

The picture continues, the Mozu dead and wounded, which makes many people around can not stand, after all, the spirits in their eyes, has always been the lowest level of existence, but in this picture, the most inferior Lingzu, actually put Their holy sages did not have any temper, and one sage was killed.

And this picture seems to be real, and sometimes it can hear the laughter of the spiritual arrogance and the curse.

\”The konjac is dead.\”

\”I thought that if you hide in the nest, you will not die? Just a little bit of realm, you dare to invade our spiritual family?\”

\”Death! The weak little konjac, your squatting posture, is really handsome and ugly.\”

The devils who listened to these voices began to curse, and others shouted, and there is a presentity that will make you die without a whole body.

The people who yelled at them seemed to have forgotten, and the steps they had taken forward were blocked by the dead bones that had died for countless loads.

Even a dead bone is no match, how can it be the opponent of these living beings?

Many angry demons began to curse the master of this scroll. They took such a picture and asked them to know how their ancestors lost their faces in front of the spirits. How weak is it?

Suddenly, an indifferent voice sounded, ”The Lingzu, since you have voluntarily entered my trap, then don't leave.”

At the moment when this voice appeared, the air in the hall seemed to have dropped a lot.

The demons who were still cursing before, all closed their mouths, and they were ashamed.

It is clearly the sound in the picture, but it affects the present Holy Spirit.

Those who have received the inheritance of the demon **** have changed their minds, including the purple cicada.

Because that is the voice of the devil, I have heard it once.

There are no traces of the devil in the picture, but there are many deities of the demon. After they appear, they are killed against the spirits.

Their fighting power may not be strong, but the number is very large. They began to unite and beat one.

At this moment, the Lingzuo was suppressed by many Mozu, and no Mozu said that these people did not speak one-on-one.

No accident, one and another spirits died.

At this moment, the voice of the demon **** started again. ”I will not only let all of you die here, but also refine the body of your body with the large array of places here, and become the nourishment for the growth of the descendants of my demon.” ”

\”Put your mother's fart! If Laozi dissipates in this world, it will definitely not be cheaper for you.”

A huge Lingu beast, a human voice, he laughed, ”I have killed you too many holy people ~~ dead enough.”

In the face of the siege, after all, the invincible, this spiritual alien, died on the spot.

But his body still stands between heaven and earth and never fell.

Even if you die, you will still stand on the ground.

Hey!

A Thunder sword went away toward the sky, as if to divide the entire picture into two.

A middle-aged man with a high spirit under the picture, holding a sword.

He is a predecessor that Zi Zi has seen before, and is also the leader of this spiritual family.

He stood in the sky and said indifferently: ”Whether there is any means to make it out, I want many of my spiritual sages to fulfill your demon, and I am the first to refuse.”

A thunderstorm swelled and the whole picture began to shake.

Ps: One more today.