Chapter 1705 (1/2)
Xu Tasu is speechless... I can't believe it's true!
The five famous generals summon a chance, and the reward of against the sky level can be called a monster!
Xu tassel showed a brilliant smile, looked down at the dying situ Qing, light way: ”everything is over!”
”What are you talking about?”
Evil dust couldn't believe his ears, but then, he felt extremely frightened!
At this moment, not only the evil dust was terrified, but all the people around Xu Liusu, all the masters, all the disciples and all the elders watched Xu's movements without blinking!
A foot high, a large wind blowing, let the venue into chaos!
And the true mystery gathered by the snow-white treading boots blooms with purple and gold beams. The great power is like a heavy mountain, carrying the towering great shore, and the giant's feet are no better than this!
Come on!
Xu Liusu trampled on situ Qing's chest with one foot. The intention of killing him was to disappear in an instant!
This oath of hatred, which lasted for nearly two years, is completely at the end of a single step!
War, end!
”No!”
Zuo Qiu roared with grief and anger, too late to stop!
Evil dust is to stare at all these things with big eyes!
Li shumie, Yang Taihao, Xie Tong and so on. All the masters of Tiangong and the disciples of the two schools all have big mouths. I can't believe it!
This node, the wind and cloud seems silent!!
Boom!
A shock, overturned the surrounding people and horses!
His chest was sunken, and his whole body was broken to pieces. His great power was like an invisible cobweb, which was constantly spreading in his body. The resisting bones and the remaining blood vessels were like the buildings, houses and temples that were crushed by the Yuanyue mountain and instantly turned into powder!
A generation of Tianjiao, the top king of the five kingdoms, the bloody son situ Qing!
On the spot of death, I was so scared that I fell completely!
Not far away, Xiao Ruyan stood behind the crowd, silently looking at all this, the face of the flower is quiet, the tip of his nose is full of sour!
Dead...
Your Highness, still dead!
But at this time, Xiao Ruyan's heart was still, as if there was no wave. She understood that all this had nothing to do with him. Even though she had been infatuated with the son, time could dilute everything.
The past with the wind, fragmented, submerged in the world of mortals!