Chapter 1031: Take you to worship heaven! (1/2)
Lingyuan mainland stronghold.
Li Qingyang, haunted by thunder and lightning, was fighting with dozens of ghosts in the yellow battlefield.
Although he was surrounded by enemies, he had exclusive soldiers in hand, not only without any danger, but also anti-killing at the appropriate time.
The same is true of Ye Xingchen and Xiao Sinji.
However, as many as 5,000 ghosts of the battlefield came to punish the Lingyuan continent this time. On the other hand, there are only four or fifty ghosts in Wanguzong. On average, one person is about to fight hundreds!
”Boom boom!”
At a high altitude, Jun Chang laughed that the mechanical armed wings were fighting fiercely with a ghost in the battlefield of Tianzi, and sometimes his thoughts permeated below him, and his brows frowned slightly: ”Too many ghosts on the battlefield of Lingyuan mainland?
As an astral continent that has been punished N times, the number of ghosts on the battlefield who attacked is at most a few hundred, which is completely incomparable with such a few thousand.
”Or.”
Jun Chang smiled secretly and said, ”I didn't act enough to die, so I didn't really get the attention of the upper bound?”
”...” The system was silent.
In order to unseal the hard-to-reach knife, tens of thousands of facial warriors were killed, and then the opportunity was stolen, so that the level of the ground was stolen.
Choose one of these two casually, both are extreme hard work!
The system said: ”In fact, I have always wondered why the host is so dead and so waves on the battlefield. Why is the punishment from the upper world so light?”
”Is this something strange?” Jun Chang asked with a smile.
The system states: ”The pretence of death in the killing Shura field was planned by the host. If you want to punish, you must also punish the starfall continent. Why would you come to punish the Lingyuan continent first?”
”boom!”
Jun Chang smiled and broke the light of the sickle flying with a punch, and said, ”Maybe the upper world is blind.”
”Row!”
”Count it blind.”
Systemically said: ”But the punishment Lingyuan mainland sent so many battlefield ghosts, it is completely in **** mode. Why is there only a few hundred people in the punishment Lingyuan mainland, simpler than the simple mode?”
”This one……”
Jun Chang spread his hands with a smile and said, ”When something cannot be explained scientifically, it can only be attributed to ... I am so handsome.”
”Please, I'm talking about business!”
”Please, I'm talking about business!”
”...”
”Brush! Brush! Brush!”
The ghost of the Tianzi battlefield that was blown out rushed again, and the sickle in his hand cut out the streamer that tore the space.
With a smile, Jun Chang immediately regained his mind, sternly, ”I must deal with this guy as soon as possible, so that the disciples will not be in danger.”
For now, Wan Guzong has not fallen behind, but sooner or later he will be suppressed by thousands of battlefield ghosts, so what he has to do is to solve the word of the sky, and then share more of the words for his disciples.
Don't say it.
Lao Ding and Jiang Lao were a bit overwhelmed.
After all, there are four or five hundred ghosts in the two-level battlefield of Dixuan. It would have been cold if not equipped with a blessing!
”boom!”
”boom!”
Gongsun Haohai, who was fighting fiercely, was bombarded by dozens of ghosts on the battlefield.
”Oh shit!”
Jun Changxiao puts on the mask of Zhenyang, then holds the sword of Zhenyang in his left hand, and the blade of the dragon's tooth in his right hand.
”Woohoo--”
Under the blessing of suits and weapons, powerful air waves erupt!
”call out!”
Jun Chang flew away with a laugh, Zhenyang Sword and Dragonfang Blade tore the space, and immediately welcomed the incoming streamer!
”Broken! Broken! Broken!”
”Boom! Boom! Boom!”
The two forces exploded at high altitude, and suddenly started to billow dust and power.
”call out----------”
Jun Chang laughed out of it, then approached instantly, raised his sword and slashed at the ghost of the Tianzi battlefield in angrily, and snarled in a fight-like roar.
”call!”
”call!”
The light of the sword instantly shone in the sky and was chopped on the thick armor in a crisscross pattern.
”Zizi!”
”call out--------”
Jianguang knife light, splashing out.
Jun Chang smiled and flickered, appearing out of nowhere behind the ghost on the battlefield and counting, his sword held down naturally.
His head was slightly lowered, and a few strands of black hair were dancing in the wind.
This is not an artificial wind, it is a natural wind brought by the psionic riot.
The warriors who were watching the battles of the Wan Guzong disciples, looked up after hearing the movement.
what's the situation?
How could that guy and the ghost of the battlefield stand still.
”Ka ———————”
Suddenly, a cracking noise came.
The ghost armor of Tianzi Battlefield with his back facing Jun Changxiao suddenly cracked, and the marks of crooked cross swords appeared.
Everyone's eyes widened.
”Kacha!”