v2 Chapter 1123： Human slaughter (1/2)

With three incomparable creatures, the guardian of the Canglong Pa day is so dead?

Yes.

died.

She was slapped with a slap by Gu Qingfeng.

There is no residue left in the dead, and the dead is completely clean.

No one ever thought that Gu Qingfeng really dared to take action.

In addition, Long Qianbiao killed a thousand-year-old immortal Yunjue with a strong background and noble identity.

You should know that Long Qiandao is the noble son of the Dragon family on the cloud, and even the Yun Jue who was enshrined in the Xian Dynasty. With his status and background, it is no exaggeration to say that no one in this world dare to kill him, Everyone knows that if Long Qianblade is killed, the Dragon family on the cloud will certainly not give up, and the Xian Dynasty will be angry. No one can afford the consequences of killing Long Qianblade, even Da Luo Jinxian cannot afford it. .

Bumping this ancient breeze, aren't you afraid of being chased and killed by Yunshang Long's family? Aren't you afraid of the thunder of the Xian Dynasty?

do not know.

No one was thinking about it at this moment.

Witnessing the death of Long Qianbiao, others dared to stay and fled.

Especially the streamer, when Long Qianbian was killed, he jumped up for the first time and wanted to run away, but it was still late. He was about to move, and Gu Qingfeng kicked him directly, stroking the streamer's chest. With a bang, the streamer's eighty-ninth and eighteen-one colored spirits collapsed and disappeared, and their people were also flung by the flesh of Gu Qingfeng.

died.

At the same time that Long Qianbian was wiped out, the streamer who was hailed as the son of nature was not spared.

”Stop !! You can't kill ... you can't kill ...”

Xu Wan's face was so pale that he rushed over to try to stop it, but he just rushed over, but was choked by the neck of Gu Qingfeng.

”This world, as long as I think, has never been able or impossible.”

The voice fell, Gu Qingfeng raised his hand and clasped his head, and clasped his mind and missed such a fairy on the spot. He did not see it. He shook his hand and thought of him still on the ground. With the words ”Haoran's family” on my head, I forgive you once today, but only once, and dare to say one more word, but you'll be full of families! ”

A word, a slap.

The immortal master of the fairy dynasty thought that it was already bleeding, and he was paralyzed on the ground and couldn't even stand up because his fairy was smashed by the ancient Qingfeng slap. Although he was alive, he was only alive That's it. From now on, it's not a fairy anymore, it's just a waste!

The setting sun had long gone.

The sun has long gone.

Twilight is long over.

Dead silence has already shrouded Panlong Mountain, and it has shrouded everyone's hearts.

Quiet.

Quiet and picturesque.

Those who are about to run away are now inexplicably restrained in the air like statues.

here.

Dark clouds covered the sky.

The storms continued.

The ancient breeze, the white clothes that hit the snow, slammed wildly in the wind, and three thousand black hairs fluttered in the storm.

On the cold face was the lonely expression, and even the stare of the world.

”Killers are always murdered. This is an ancient truth. I had the intention to forgive others, not for heaven and earth, not for gods and gods, but for life and for your parents.”

The indifferent voice of the ancient clear wind came, and the dark clouds above the sky were even worse, like the heavy mountains pressing down!

Rumble!

Click!

With the sound of thunder, the momentum was huge, and everyone in the audience was trembling.

”Since you don't want to live, let's roll down and die!”

boom!

A loud drink, like a long chant, a trembling thunder, the tremor of the tremor, the tremor of the tremor, the tremor of the turmoil and the turbulence of the turbulent sea, and the horror of the tremors shattered. Zhen was banned from the crowds, and he was bleeding suddenly. He fell down instantly, knelt on the ground, and did not dare to move.

This scene.

Amazing, can be described as weeping ghosts and gods.

There are a lot of people, including many immortals and even Jiujie Sanxian. At this moment, the ancient Qingfeng was prestigious, the Qiqiao of the earthquake was bleeding, and he did not dare to move while kneeling on the ground.

Rumble! Click!

The immense thunder and lightning exploded in the air.

The billowing clouds kept pressing down.

The raging storm swept wildly.

It looks like a natural disaster, more like sky anger.

Panlong Mountain is trembling, space is cracking, like the fury of the earth