Chapter 1091： Can't guess!

air!

It seemed to freeze suddenly!

Those who spy on Huang Quanzong within hundreds of miles of Huang Quanzong!

This moment is all turned into stone carving!

blank!

It's really blank at the moment!

In their pupils, there is a reflection at this moment. It is not the ancestor of the Wan Tu who is standing in the sky as if it is frozen, nor the golden blood of the ancestor behind the head of the ancestor of the Wan Tu, but the one that penetrated the ancestor of the Wan Tu. That purple mang!

Zimang is no longer Zimang, Zimang now reveals its body, it is a machete, it is hanging in the dark night sky at this moment, although it has penetrated the head of Wan Tu Patriarch, there is no blood stains, there are only a few thrilling at this moment. Zi Mang circulation!

As if this machete is a stunning beauty, this moment is using its appalling beauty to bewitched all the creatures who saw it!

"Wow!"

suddenly!

The purple scimitar turned into a purple awn, and flew into the back hill of Huangquanzong. One of the faces disappeared, and there was still a purple phantom in the night sky. Although it was very pale and shallow, it was still beautiful.

Boom!

The mortal body of the Wan Tu Patriarch fell to the ground at this moment, splashing some dust, and then was blown by the night wind. The body of the Wan Tu Patriarch fell to the ground, and there was no other movement!

Those prying creatures shivered, their eyes widened, and they were distracted to investigate the land where the ancestors of Wan Tu slapped. The pupils of this investigation snapped tightly, and their bodies shook wildly out of control!

Gone!

The ancestors of Wan Tu have no life!

The ancestor of Wan Tu could not feel any breath of Yuanshen in his flesh!

hiss!

The spying creatures are terrifying!

Want to retreat!

But dare not move!

Hasn’t Huang Quanzong already decayed, isn’t the three old ancestors that emerged just now the last defense, does Huang Quanzong still hide any terrible creatures!

"Ancestor Wan Wan.... A ancestor who flew three summit ancestors in the face, but was stunned with a head through the head! The ancestor of the world did not show up to challenge the saint. The repression, the invincible Wan Tu Patriarch turned out to be... a face was cut off the Yuanshen, why do I feel that everything I saw in Huang Quanzong tonight was like a fantasy!"

There is a living whisper, that is not a human race, but a demon clan with black wings, it is a demon clan emperor, and at the moment the double pupils have been filled with fear!

"That machete is the treasure. It cut the Wan Tu Patriarch with one knife, but who exactly used that machete!"

There is also a whisper of life, this is a human race, this is a quasi-holy. The quasi-saint is in the Hanquan region, as long as it does not provoke the ancestors of several large schools, then it can run wild. This human race quasi-sacred has Taoist self-defense, so for him, even for the upper ancestor, even with the Master Zhuoxian, he thinks he can get away easily. He has been a quasi-sacred for so many years, and almost never feels what is called fear, but at this moment his hands, his heart and his primordial spirit are shaking.

Tonight!

There is an unspeakable chill!

"Huang Quanzong is covered by a powerful monk!"

With a whisper, it was a Daojun, and it was the weakest state among Huang Quanzong's souls. After a whisper, the Daojun turned away in silence. The ancestor of the world was slashed with a knife, even if the saint deity appeared at the moment of Huang Quanzong, there is no benefit. Huang Quanzong is too dangerous. A Daojun in his own area is still the most important thing to save his life.

As soon as the Daojun moved, there were creatures leaving one after another. After a while, the creatures lurking in the dark secretly lost 90%!

"Ancestor Wan Tu... actually died... this..."

The middle-aged man in Butu Gate was hiding hundreds of miles away. He was extremely alert. He pierced the head of Wan Tu ancestor in the strange purple scimitar just now, and he picked up the soul of Wan Tu ancestor. , And also stopped calling the ancestor of Budumen. He was sluggish for a long time. Only then did he fully recover. At this moment, there were countless thoughts flashing in his heart. Finally, he took a deep look at Huangquanzong Houshan and retreated silently.

"Huang Quanzong really has power, and the landless ancestor must have died in the hand of power, maybe it was also slain by the strange purple scimitar treasure! I will return to the heavens first and tell the heavens I saw tonight. Ancestor!"

A gray warship was hidden on a hill dozens of miles away. At this moment, the young man on the warship exchanged his eyes and disappeared.

There is also a hidden warship at a high altitude, and there are only two tall and beautiful women on the battleship, one with red eyes and autumn waves, and the other with white clothes.

"Master asked us to look up the Hanquan Daoyu. I didn't expect to see such a scene tonight. If the ancestors of Wantumen Wantumen were repaired 100,000 years ago, they could suppress it, and only then Wan Tu Patriarch, who has been able to suppress the saints, was still utterly slashed. Is this Huang Quanzong's heritage too terrible, or is there a great person who has returned to Huang Quanzong. Yin Xue, shall we go down and see? "

The woman in red whispers.

"The ruin of the Immortal Sect is supposed to be the powerful hand... I don’t know what happened, I always feel that the scene just seemed a bit familiar... First go back to Heaven Demon Mountain to tell Master, Futu The next big world is probably to have great turmoil. If Tianmo Mountain can't hold it, it is recommended that Master return to Tianmo Zudi."

The cold, frosty woman responded coldly, urging the warship away with a secret method.

"Yinxue, Yinxue, you look so beautiful, you might have confused Huang Quanzong's power with beauty!"

Indistinctly, a sweet laugh could be heard.

Below.

Huang Quanzong.

The disciples of Huang Quanzong looked at each other.

The three ancestors of the Oracle Gate landed on the ground at this moment, glancing towards Houshan, and they could only shake their heads in silence. At this moment, I thought of all the things I saw in the secret realm of Li Shi, and I thought of the name of the golden fairy named Lu Changhe to Chen Zu.

Chen Zu!

Brother Chen!

The big brother is the big guy after all!

All kinds of anti-natural shocking means are really unpredictable!

Back mountain.

Within the enchantment.

"Pity."

Chen Zheng sighed softly while playing with the purple machete.

"This... this treasure has wiped out the Wan Tu ancestor with a knife. Wan Tu ancestor is not an ordinary ancestor, and has the ability to force the saint. Is Chen Zu not satisfied with this magic weapon?"

Elder Yuan Shan asked with a deep voice.

"There are flaws Chen Zheng casually said.

defect?

Yuan Shan, Qi Ruyi, and Li Huang's ancestors were stunned, and the princess Zhengyue's brows were slightly wrinkled. This purple scimitar was made by the real fire that he spewed out. The flaws.

"The realm of this girl is lower. Although the real fire is the fusion of the true fire of the ancestral dragon and the eternal dragon, it is not comparable to the most primitive initial fire, so this purple machete can only be counted as half the ultimate creation. It needs to be supplemented with energy once, and the energy is the real fire of this girl. But this knife is related to this girl, and it is simply called the first month."

Chen Zheng smiled.

When Princess Zhengyue heard it, she rolled her eyes.

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