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Name:Dragon of Heaven Author:渡城
In a flash, their faces turned white. They didn't expect that Hong Ling would direct her hand. But if you don't save the peacock demon saint, I'm afraid they will all die. Looking at the overlord gun that broke through the air, two people bite their teeth, and the air machine on their bodies broke out unexpectedly.

Bang, two of the real Qi from the sky, the wind and cloud between heaven and earth broken. The Guqin on the beautiful woman's knee, in an instant, out of countless sharp strings. These strings, like countless fresh nematodes, intertwined and shrouded in the fierce shooting of the overlord gun.

Hishishi, countless strings melt under the thunder and fire of the end of heaven. But the rest of the string in the beauty of the urge, still continue to be born, continue to condense into a net, block the attack of the overlord gun. The middle-aged man looked at the beautiful woman's struggling appearance, the heart next horizontal, again urged the soul call.

Ding bell, a majestic sound wave, towards the overlord gun impact and go, will be dead in front of the two Zhang. They exhaled a long breath of turbid air, and finally blocked the terrible long gun. However, even so, they dare not relax their vigilance. Because, even without the blessing of Hongling's true Qi, the spear still broke out a terrible Qi machine, and they were in a stalemate.

Hongling ignored the Bawang gun that was confronting the holy land of the two clans. Instead, he flashed and plundered towards the peacock demon. With one move, the nine arrows that had fallen on the ground suddenly rose to the sky like a swimming fish.

The young man grabbed one of them and threw it hard towards the peacock demon who was far away. These arrows were cast by him, and they were connected with his heart. At this time, under the blessing of his true Qi, the power of terror broke out. Whew, the dark red arrow, into a streamer, in an instant came to the peacock demon saint's back heart.

The peacock demon saint, who was flying rapidly between the chains, suddenly reversed his soft sword and stabbed it fiercely on the dark red arrow. Bang, the arrow was shot down by him in an instant, but at the moment when he stopped, Hong Ling, with the remaining eight arrows, had already flown to the demon saint's side.

Holding two long arrows in both hands, Hong Ling threw them hard and took his chest. The peacock demon saint's face turned white, and these two arrows, with the blessing of Hongling's terrible Qi, were no weaker than when they were shot from the sky level long bow. In addition, Hongling's breath at this time has entered the holy land of the fourth robbery. These two arrows are very terrible.

Peacock demon Saint condensed a body of Demon power, control soft sword, stab out one after another. The sharp tip of the sword is exactly on top of the sharp points of the two arrows. Bang bang, two arrows were shot down, but the peacock demon Saint suddenly face a Lin, turned a sword to the void to stab. Hiss, a bloody awn, was repelled by him, is a same arrow.

"How can this be possible? How can this arrow automatically attack me?" Peacock demon Xiu's face turned white, and suddenly he thought of something, staring at the Hongling in front of him: "the art of imperial sword, you used the art of imperial sword!"

Hongling threw out an arrow again. The long arrows that had been shot down rose again, and a huge force was gathered on them. With a smile, he said, "it seems that your eyesight is pretty good. You still know the art of our people's sword."

Once again, he used the soft sword to shoot down the arrows. The peacock demon Xiu looked at Hong Ling coldly. It would be impossible to kill him with nine arrows. However, he soon found that Hong Ling did not hold any arrows again, but locked his pupils. In an instant, nine arrows burst out and shot at him.

"Well, if you want to kill me, you'd better change it." The soft sword in the hands of the peacock demon Saint suddenly blooms the Dao Dao Dao sword Qi, and constantly blows the impending arrows. However, at the next moment, his face turned white, and he looked at the long bow that appeared again in Hong Ling's hand.

"Why change the way? If you want to kill you, bow and arrow are enough! " Hongling took out a dark red arrow and put it on the bow.

He bows like the moon, and the whole man is like a swan. Bang, the boy suddenly let go of the string, a streamer disappeared in the void in an instant. The peacock demon saint, who was waving his sword to shake off other arrows, suddenly froze. He lowered his head and looked at the dark red arrow which was inserted in his throat. His eyes were full of disbelief.

"How can it be so fast!" The soft sword in the peacock demon's holy hand fell to the ground and covered his throat with both hands.

He felt that the Demon power of his whole body was still alive, and was absorbed by the arrow. He tried to urge the Demon power in his body to temporarily block the loss of Qi. However, Hong Ling did not give him this chance.

The boy took up his long bow, flashed his body, grabbed an arrow in the air, and stabbed the peacock demon saint's back heart with sharp arrows coming out of his chest. He flashed again, took an arrow in the air, inserted it in the elixir field of peacock demon cultivation, and completely abandoned his cultivation. That peacock demon repairs to cry miserably, the corner of the mouth spurts a stream of blood, stares at Hongling.

"Well, tell me to do it another way. Even if I can't take this blow, how can you tell me to change my way! It's a bad taste now, isn't it? " Hongling moves slowly in the void and stabs peacock demon Xiu's eyebrow with an arrow, which completely disturbs his consciousness. This guy, now abandoned, will not die for a while. However, Hong Ling will never let him live.His pupils locked, the remaining seven arrows, nailed to the peacock demon saint's body, constantly absorbing his vitality. With one move, he tied the chain of God from the sky, and locked the demon cultivation, and hung in the air with the demon saint of Jiaozu.

Hong Ling turned around and looked at the two holy places of the human race, which were still confronting each other with the overlord gun. The beautiful woman's string is now wrapped around the overlord gun, which will destroy the air machine one by one. The young man snorted coldly, then put up his long bow and flashed.

He quickly swept to the tyrant gun, holding the gun in one hand, the real gas was shocked. Bang bang bang bang, those sharp strings wrapped around the body of the gun were suddenly broken by his true Qi. Hong Ling, holding a spear, looks at the Dementor bell in the void. The bell, which aroused his interest, especially the wonderful ability to destroy the monk's consciousness, surprised him.

"Sir, since you have killed two demon clans holy places in my xuexiao shelter, can you stop here. We are willing to pay the price and make up with you! " The middle-aged monk said in a hasty tone that he and his wife had little hope of victory in front of a holy land of the fourth robbery.

"Reconciliation?" Hong Ling sneered, if not for his own strength is strong enough, I am afraid now he has died, I do not know how many times. "I'm sorry, between you and me, either you die or I die!"

"Don't go too far, sir. If the two of me are forced to hurry up, I will fight to break the net, but also will hit you hard. You know, in the depths of the dead sea, a wounded strongman of holy land has a fatal attraction for those powerful Dead Sea corpses The beautiful woman's hands are constantly moving on the string, and her face shows a crazy color.

"The fish is dead and the net is broken?" Hongling casually pointed to the two men and said in a cold voice, "come on, let me have a look. How can a fish die in a net?"

The two sacred places of the human race know that there is no way out at this time, and they will feel horizontal at the moment. Hum, the two people thoroughly burned their life's true Qi, and in an instant they gained the strength far beyond the ordinary third robbery holy land. Originally unable to break through the sound wave of Hongling's armor protection, at this moment, it became incomparable terror.

Click, dark red armor, and above the arm and wrist guard, filled with subtle cracks. As soon as Hong Ling's face changed, he faintly felt that some of his heavenly level magic weapons and armor could not withstand the attack of the two men.

With a cold snort, he took out a cloak and tied it. The idea moves, the bloodthirsty cloak instantly releases a terrible blood mist, which completely devours all the sound waves coming to the body. Even the long bow and the arrow pot full of arrows were worn by him. Above his left hand, a gleam of blood was shining.

Boom, his Tianjie magic weapons all over his body at this time, except for the pathetic sword which is forming a sword array to guard the blood rose people, he has already summoned all the magic weapons on his body. Under the influence of the bloodthirsty cloak, these magic weapons completely release the terrible phagocytic power of the demon mines.

Hong Ling felt that the sound wave attack on her body was swallowed up, and she was relieved at last. It's a terrible thing that the two third hijacking holy places take the initiative to burn their own true Qi. Even some holy places of the fourth robbery had to retreat in such a situation. But Hong Ling didn't want to retreat. He wanted to kill them.

"All over the sky level magic weapons, this guy, how can there be so many magic weapons?" The middle-aged man's eyes were full of shock. In front of this holy land full of heavenly level magic weapons, even if he had burned his life's true Qi, he could not rise to fight against it.

Escape, it was all he could think of. However, looking at the countless chains across the sky at this time, where can they escape.

The cultivation of his whole body broke out completely. At this time, Hong Ling had to make a quick decision. It's a heavy burden for him to wake up the Yan Huang Emperor's mirror, as well as many heavenly level magic weapons. Now, his body, almost to the limit. If you don't kill those two strongmen in the holy land quickly, I'm afraid that he will die at that time.

He didn't want to reconcile with them, but he didn't dare to take risks. Once they find out that they rely on an imperial weapon to gain power, they will inevitably covet them. It was impossible for him to risk reconciliation with them in the dead sea. Otherwise, if you are not careful, you may fall here.

The people below looked at Hongling, who was shrouded in a dark red blood mist, unconsciously felt a deep chill. This horrible monk, at this time, gives people a feeling of incomparable evil, even incomparable evil. Even the blood mist in the dead sea of the nether world is not as strange as that of this holy land in white.

Facing Hongling's two holy places, he has a more intuitive feeling than others. The strongman of the holy land, like a bloody devil from hell, devoured everything. The strings of the middle-aged beautiful woman, as soon as they meet the blood mist that covers Hongling, are melted and swallowed up in an instant.

A bloody flame, along these strings, continues to spread up. Because of the ablation of these strings, the Guqin of the beautiful woman is constantly eroding at this time. As soon as her face changed, she threw away the Guqin and flew away. However, in the moment when she left the guqin, a little chill emerged from the void. The front of the overlord gun, straight to her heart.She screamed, and two plain hands seized the front of the overlord's gun, and in an instant they shed scarlet blood. However, a dark red dagger flashed through the blood mist, and burst her chest with a snort, which completely disintegrated her Qi. She screamed and let go of her hands. The gun pierced her chest and destroyed her holy cultivation.

The vitality of the beautiful woman, as well as the collapsing Qi, was engulfed by the scarlet blood mist at the speed visible to the naked eye. Soon, her whole head was covered with white hair like snow. Her face became wrinkled and dry, and the whole person became an old man dying.

With a quick move, she locked the body of the beautiful woman in the air. Hongling looked at the middle-aged monk. At this time, his body almost reached the limit, and he did not dare to reserve any more. Boom, in the blood cloud, burst out countless blood lines. These blood threads, like fresh nematodes, were shrouded in the middle-aged monk.

The middle-aged monk's face was awe inspiring. He urged the bell in front of him to form a powerful barrier. He bit his teeth, broke the tip of his tongue, and spewed out a mouthful of blood essence to strengthen the barrier. He is confident that he can survive the attack of Hongling. However, when the sky's blood line fell on the barrier, he was completely desperate.

HISHI, the strength of the whole barrier is swallowed up by these leech like blood lines, and cracks are all over in an instant. Hum, a little cold light appeared, piercing the huge barrier. However, in an instant, the monk's face was crazy. He seized the front of the overlord's gun, and there was a huge air flow in his body.

"Together, die, ha ha ha ha!"

Boom, between heaven and earth a huge sound, forming a terrible storm. This middle-aged holy land, seeing that he had no way to live, suddenly chose to explode.

The huge shock wave permeated the whole xuexiao shelter. People in xuexiao shelter suddenly died and were torn to pieces by the storm. Hung Ling stood quietly in the air, his whole body that blood mist, in the storm like a huge reef, standing still.

The storm gradually subsided, and Hongling forgot. The whole xuexiao shelter was desolate. He looked at the corpses of the three strongmen in the holy land, which were gradually decaying, and shook his head. They were shaken to pieces. He slowly put away all the magic tools and gently fell on the ground.

Poof, the boy takes off his mask and spits out a mouthful of dead blood in an instant. He looked at the blood rose people who rushed over at this time, the whole person two eyes one black, completely fainted in the past.

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