Chapter 172 (1/2)
Ah, oh, this is the saint's cemetery. The emperor Longquan really wanted to tell him the truth. But then he thought, why should I tell you? Do you know that you will smash your little lover's grave for me? ”This is the trap of Xuantian palace. It is called confused bone sea.”
Confused, I don't know what's going on, but the bone sea is true. Lingjun has been firmly controlled by the bone hand, and they are pushing Lingjun out of the yellow sand.
Kick your legs, shake your hands, twist your waist and look up. ”Let go of me.” Lingjun struggled all kinds, and he couldn't get rid of his bone hand. The green frost sword appeared in front of me when I calmed down. Sen Bai's bone stood in the air with a sword in his hand, and the atmosphere was terrible.
”I hate people pointing a sword at me!” Lingjun continued to struggle. These hands have the strange ability to block the true power.
The bony hand remains threatening. As if enjoying Lingjun's performance. ”Shua Shua”, ”Hoo”, the bony hand actually danced the sword in front of Lingjun.
Lingjun suddenly calmed down, ”what are you doing?” although it danced its sword in the air and its moves were ordinary, why did it have a strong uneasiness?
”Hoo”, the moment when the bone hand stopped, uneasiness reached the top. Bobo, grab Lingjun's bones and hands and disappear together. Before he could Dodge, he was hit by a hurricane from the sky.
”Boom”, ”Hoo”, the earth was hit with a deep pit three feet deep and four feet in diameter. All the spirits at the edge of the pit squatted and gasped. Eyes fixed on the bone hand in the air. The combination of ordinary moves unexpectedly broke out such a huge ability. Can a bone hand be as powerful as the emperor? He slowly stood up straight, and the strength of his bone hand had made him angry. ”Let's fight.”
”Hoo”, ”boom”. It was not a hurricane but bones that fell this time. White bones like ice cones. ”What white bones can fall from the sky? What did you do just now, summon?” Lingjun drank violently, ”three thousand troubles.”
The shadow of the sword flickered, and the spirits were submerged in the white light. ”Bang, bang, bang”, the bones are broken and the sand is flying. ”Get out of here.” ”boom”, Lingjun waved a sword and hit zhongqingshuang sword. ”Hoo”, ”Zheng”, the bone hand and the green frost sword turned into a streamer and flew out.
Lingjun doesn't intend to give the bone cell phone a chance to fly it and cut to the earth at the same time. ”The monsters under the ground also come out. Wanlipingwu.”
”Boom”, the king was furious and opened the sky and the earth. Lingjun leveled all the mounds within a thousand feet with a sword and left a deep pit on the ground.
Shit, nothing! Loess or loess, even the broken bones can't be found. Are you kidding? White bones are condensed by real force?
”Roar” roar, the low noise can not hide the joy and turmoil of the unknown. Lingjun's sword angered them.
”Hiss”, ”bang bang bang”, the white bone forest reappears, and the flying bone hand returns with a sword.
”Mine.”
All kinds of voices tell one thing, and they all like Lingjun.
The sword bone hand shows its domineering spirit again, and the slender and long bone arm shows the style of the Phoenix. ”Shua, Shua, Shua, Shua, Shua, Shua, Shua, Shua, Shua, Shua, Shua, Shua, Shua, Shua, Shua, Shua, Shua, Shua, Shua, Shua, Shua, Shua, Shua, Shua. ”Xianxian temple, Xuantian palace. Your end is coming.” a woman's voice.
The holy emperor of Longquan couldn't accept it. He was still outside the ancestral grave of Xuantian palace for a long time. The white bone in front of us is obviously the residual bone after death of a person who has the same purpose as himself. Their purpose of sending out holy power is to lure and kill Xuantian palace disciples. GA bang, what a huge number, what a terrible ancestral hall. The holy one can't leave, can't think anymore. He felt like he was going to collapse.
What a woman! Lingjun has no temper. ”Hey, you're also here to trouble Xuantian palace?” he asked, and then he felt it was wrong. She also used Xuantian palace skill.
”Don't try to resist. None of the disciples of Xuantian palace want to live.” when the woman spoke, the sword wind rose again.
Well, if you want me to die, I have to let you die first. All of them slammed the Wutong tree, and ”borrowed your world.” without the consent of Tian Huang, Ling Jun released the small world. Well, it's changed a lot. The small world seems to be full of vitality.
”Lingjun, I'm going to kill you.” Tianhuang was furious. She hated Lingjun to the bone and had the same domination of the world as herself. The world is mine!