SCT-Novel 312
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Chapter 312
“what’s the situation?”
Sudden change, it shocked everyone.
Han Shan, the middle -aged man headed by this Jiuyue Zong team, was experienced, and his pupils were immediately tightened, and he was tightened.
More than ten people immediately spread out.
There is a magic weapon in each hand, exuding light and glory, connecting each other, forming a small enchantment.
The light emitted by the enchantment dispels the darkness nearby.
However, the dense forest in the distance was still silent, dark, and there was no trace of movement. Only the first attacked disciples who were attacked first and screamed were still moaning.
Han Shan remained vigilant, the consciousness spread, and urged a slap in the size of a slap in his waist.
Suddenly, insights have greatly improved.
Fang Yuan thousands of miles, the mountain forest shrouded in the night was clearly presented in his mind.
Suddenly found a black shadow.
The black shadow went quickly, and a few breaths left his perception.
Han Shan can conclude that the person who sneak attacks.
It was just that the man fled was too fast, and he also had a magic weapon to protect him, affecting his consciousness and unable to recognize his identity.
I can only see the corner of the man under the robe, and the lines depicted above are a little familiar.
A few more breaths.
Han Shan is determined to be no different around.
Finally relieved and quickly stepped forward to check the situation of the injured disciple.
Although the disciple was seriously injured, he could still be saved.
After feeding two precious healing elixir, he can speak.
“See who is it?”
“See clearly … the bell of Taiqing Zong!”
“sure?”
“No wrong!” The injured disciple Zhang Haoyan was chosen, and his eyes were full of resentment. “The grandson was hated to me because of Sister Liu, nor was it a day or two! I was troubled me a few times …
And what he just used was his housekeeping skills, Qing Miao Zhenjian! ”
Everyone looked at each other.
Zhang Hao and the Taiqing Zongzhonghui were jealous and jealous. They both heard.
It is said that there are still a few times.
In this way, it was said.
Han Shan lifted Zhang Hao’s horns and looked at the hemostatic wound, and there were still sword qi and mana residues.
It is indeed the sword meaning of Qing Miao Zhenjian and the atmosphere of Taishi Qingwei True Magic.
Think again.
When the man fled, the patterns on the corner of the clothes inadvertently were the patterns of the uniform costume of Taishi disciples.
Eight or nine is not left!
“A good hour, even a little means on weekdays, and now I actually played this set of attacks. I really have no one?”
Han Shan twisted his brows, his eyes were killed, and he said coldly: “Go, this matter must be explained!”
Nympho
Several people were angry.
All of them rose.
Rush towards somewhere in the night.
Although this mountain forest is big.
But before the major forces came, they basically touched it clearly.
Which areas are distributed in what areas, there are counts in their hearts.
After all, it is a well -known great religion in the Guangguang Realm. It has been inherited for a long time. This means is still very basic.
However.
They can do it halfway.
It was found that more than ten strong atmosphere came to face, driving Baozhou, the five -color light lingering, mighty and aggressive.
The head of the person was fluttering in white, his face was full of anger, and the layer of cloud pattern was drawn with a golden thread.
Who is not the strong of Taiqingzong?
“It’s a nine Yuezong, it’s really rampant, I’m going to find you, you actually come to the door!”
Luo Bing, the leader of Taiqing Zong, stood up, and the murder of his body did not conceal his body.
Han Shan frowned: “We are rampant? Your Taishi disciple Zhong Hui, attacking me and waiting for the camp, seriously injured the people of my men, and actually said that we are mad?”
“Strike?”
Luo Bing frowned and yelled: “Fart farting, it is clear that your people attacked our camp at night, and also killed our disciples.
Han Shan Leng said: “A fabric is nonsense? My disciple of Jiuyue Zong has always been frank, how can you do that pickled?
Luo Bing sneered: “You are frank? In the eight religion of shaking, it belongs to you Jiuyue Zong to do the dirtiest thing. When I was competing for the cold mountain mine, I saw it. From top to bottom, I couldn’t see a group. Rat! ”
Jiuyue Zong and Taiqing Zong have recently bordered each other.
There is no less friction on weekdays.
From the high -level to the disciples below, they are hateful.
But because of the overall situation.
In the past, almost all of them were forcibly suppressed. Now … by an inconspicuous thing, the fuse is ignited. Their emotions are like an upcoming volcano, and they are about to be unable to suppress.
Luo Bing had already felt at this moment that things were a bit wrong.
But the deadly opponent was in front of him.
The other person’s words were so unpleasant, which suddenly caused the anger in his heart.
The emotions in the past were vented.
“How do you have this reason? You are so brave, dare to insult me from the name of Jiuyue!”
“I! And prestigious, you Jiuyue Zong has a fart!”
“I don’t teach you well today, I really don’t know the height of the sky!”
“Who is afraid of whom? If you want to fight!”
“kill!”
“…”
The war was on.
It soon entered the fierce stage.
The light of various magical powers and magic weapons continues to pour out. Like water, it spreads quickly, dispeling the night between heaven and earth.
The horror fluctuations continue to spread.
The hills below continued to collapse, and the ancient woods of the sky collapsed quickly and turned them into pink.
Nympho
at the same time.
Black Sky Division!
Two waves of strong men are also confrontation.
“Give me the scum of your sister who teases my sister!”
“Fart! Obviously your sister seduce my brother and brother!”
“Non -nonsense, and don’t take urine to see your virtues. You have taught a group of people who can’t get on the table to sell the first.
“You can’t get on the table, your whole family can’t get on the table …”
“Lao Tzu has long seen that your group of women are not smooth, and you want to fight, and you want to talk nonsense!”
“Are you afraid of you?”
Nympho
Somewhere.
Four Shenzhai station.
“The miscellaneous dust of the Dust Xianzong, do you think you count us, can you get the origin of the candle dragon?”
“Whoever counts it is no longer important! My sister is dead, right and wrong, I have no intention to distinguish it, see me destroying the heavenly palm!”
“…”
Nympho
Similar scenes.
In this vast endless mountain, it constantly happens.
This night.
Almost all the power of the origin of the candle dragon and Wang Xiu, the ancient religion was fighting together because of big or small things.
Or one -to -one.
Or a few Zongmen melee.
A saints were fighting.
In the end, even the Earth Xiangqiang was ended.
The movement of the battle was turbulent, and countless beings were stunned, and the void was torn.
The forces of participating in the war were heavy.
Until the first ray of sunlight.
An old man who was all white came here.
All battles.
Only finally stopped.
(This chapter is finished)