Chapter 604

Even so, for Murong Ling, it was just a little trouble.

Gu Qinwan didn't get the Guqin for a long time, and she didn't practice it thoroughly. In addition, because of her strength, the range she played was more than enough for Lianyuan friars, but it was not enough for Murong Ling, who had a strong sense of God.

Murong Ling was just dizzy for a short time, so she woke up from the range, and the music was still continuous. Instead of going forward, she retreated, and the wooden whip in her hand was toward Gu Qinwan. Yinxiu is only suitable for long-range attack. Without protection, Gu Qinwan was suddenly interrupted by the rhythm and hastily offered defensive weapons to stop him. However, it didn't help. He was still knocked to the ground by the huge force, and the Guqin fell to the ground, making a clanging sound.

"Elder martial sister!"

TIANYIZONG disciples rushed forward to defend, but they had no lethality at all. On the contrary, they were seriously injured by the thunder net formed by Murong Ling Lei Zan. They were like eggplants beaten by frost, and they were dejected to the ground.

Murong Ling picked up the Guqin from the ground, and found that Gu Qinwan had only refined one tenth of it, so she impolitely wiped off the touch of divine consciousness, and instead marked it with her brand of divine consciousness.

Poof.

The divine sense was erased, and Gu Qinwan vomited blood, "give it back to me! This is my magic weapon! Give it back to me! "

Murong Ling didn't feel guilty for robbing people's treasures. "It's too wasteful for you to use my master's collection. It's just right. Now it's returned to its original owner, so that the magic weapon won't be shamed. "

Seeing that the magic weapon was taken away, Gu Qinwan was greatly stimulated. He could no longer care about the injury. He had only one idea in his heart - he must take back the magic weapon!

So Murong Ling saw that Gu Qinwan seemed to be crazy and threw all the things in the bag of heaven and earth to resist the enemy. Most of them were five element talismans, but the grade was not high, so she couldn't help it. At last, she threw another thing. After a closer look, it turned out to be an array!

Yuwen Jin is a famous master of the array in the hidden world. Murong Ling has no doubt about the lethality of the array plate held by his apprentice. She wanted to make a quick decision, but a hundred miles away, friar Zhuyuan, who had noticed the movement, came quickly, so she had to give up the entanglement and go.

With a stroke of the thunder hairpin in her hand, she laid a thunder net to block the pursuit. Murong Ling walked with her sword before the array was started. At the moment when she flew away, the magnificent white light rose to the sky, which was a sign of the successful start of the array.

Fortunately, she left the effective range of the array.

The border of the great Zhou Dynasty is a continuous mountain range. The city wall is built in it. From a distance, you can see that there are sentinels on the garrison. Murong Ling flies close, and you can even hear the cry of surprise. It should be that you have found a monk flying in the sky.

It's close to the border of Dazhou.

Just before Murong Ling entered the Da Zhou period, a huge painting unfolded in front of her, and her way was blocked by the surface of the water and ink.

It's a map of Yuwen Jin.

Murong Ling's eyebrows coagulated. When she looked back, she saw a group of people, led by Yu Wenjin and Qian qiuxue.

"Murong Ling, you have no place to escape. Let's go. I can spare your life."

It is as like as two peas and even a line of persuaded speech.

Seeing them for a moment, Murong Ling's heart finally settled down. There was no need to hide any more. She directly lifted the top of her head to reveal her true face.

She was dressed in a white robe, hunting in the night wind. Her beautiful appearance was covered with the moonlight. She was so beautiful that even her rebellious eyebrows and eyes, and her sneering lips were shining brightly and clearly reflected in everyone's eyes.

At a glance, the fruit is like heaven and man.

Murong Ling's face was still smiling, and her dark eyes were quiet. She didn't seem to take the group of people in front of her. Her voice was steady and calm, and she didn't panic at all. She chuckled, and her tone was gentle and relaxed. "Who said I had nowhere to escape?"

As soon as Yuwen Jin's eyes were fixed, he knew that Murong Ling was not a man with no purpose, and immediately began to fight back. Shanhe sheji map can no longer be used after blocking the space, and the array has lost its advantage in the air. He can only attack with a law enforcement weapon by virtue of his strength as a half step Danyuan!

The group of people behind him did not have the style of the past. The representative significance of Murong Ling is self-evident. This is a living treasure mountain! In front of Baoshan, how can they maintain their image of high prestige in the past? It's just a moment's effort. I want to rush up like a hungry wolf. I wish I could tear people up on the spot!

"Just in time!"

Murong Ling is not surprised but smiles. She has a light hand. Thousands of green light spots suddenly fly out of the cold night sky. These light spots are like fireflies in the summer. Although they are the light of fireflies, after the green light converges, they are convenient for the bright moon to fight for the light. Green light replaces silver light and dominates the space.No matter the friars who came by flying or the soldiers who were watching on the wall, they were too shocked to say what they saw. They saw the green light gathering towards Murong Ling, who was standing in the air. She was surrounded by the green light, flashing like an immortal.

All of a sudden, she opened her closed eyes, the big sweat from her temples across, across her pale and weak, but still soul stirring face, and finally with her lips pick up, quickly fell on the sky.

At this time, Murong Ling finally moved!

Before Yu Wenjin's attack arrived, the green light around her quickly converged. In the blink of an eye, a huge green dragon appeared in front of everyone - the green dragon was lifelike and delicate. If her eyes were not still green and there were no signs of life, people would almost think it was a living Dragon!

Even though the green dragon created by the magic does not have the ability to turn the clouds over, its momentum is still magnificent. The green dragon wags its tail and roars at Yu Wenjin and others with the power of thunder!

Boom!

The deafening sound of the Dragon resounds all over the world. Yu Wenjin's attack falls on Qinglong, and what he gets is just a little green light. For Qinglong's huge body, it's just a drop in the bucket.

The green dragon is still in the way, but Yu Wenjin, who was hit by the frontal impact, was hit hard. The strong dragon tail slapped on his chest, and immediately defeated his defense. All his organs were displaced, and his mouth was bleeding. He could no longer support the flying weapon. He fell straight from the sky, and there was no trace!

Yuwenjin is still like this, other friars don't mention it. The green dragon rushes into the crowd, roars, strikes, slaps... All people are suffering a huge impact and collision. The bright magic is like fireworks blooming in the night sky. Even in the camp of the Royal caravan, you can see this earth shaking scene.

Li Guanshi was very surprised. He ran to Wang Mingtao's tent and found that he was also awakened. At this time, he looked at FA Guang exploding in the distance and muttered to himself, "isn't this monk Zhuyuan fighting?"

The elder brother once said to him that the only one who can escape from the sky and fight in the sky is the monk Zhuyuan.

Steward Li was also afraid. With such a grand light, I'm afraid they would die without a place to be buried.

Fortunately, he didn't offend the monk.

Li Guanshi thought so.

"Oh, my God, look! The flowers and plants on the ground and the trees in the mountains are all dead! "

A cry of terror suddenly rang out in the silent camp. It was like a shock to the people. Wang Mingtao and Li Guanshi noticed that the lush and vigorous flowers and trees were drained of all the life. They turned into withered branches and leaves, and there was no more life!

What kind of magic power is this?

Among the passengers, there were ordinary people who were ignorant of the scene. Seeing this, they fell down on their knees in the direction of the explosion of FA Guang and cried out in horror, "God is angry! The gods are furious

Panic is contagious, and many people kneel down with it. Only Wang Mingtao and others, who are suspicious of the supernatural power of monk Zhuyuan, don't kneel down. Instead, they look at the glare of FA Guang and look dignified.

Standing in the dark, a white figure also looked up at the fighting method in the distance. The covered moonlight fell on his face, striking black and white shadows. The man showed half a clear face. His eyebrows were as sharp as a flying sword, his nose was as straight as a ridge, his lip line was sharp, and the outline was crisp, just a few strokes, It outlines a man's three-dimensional facial features. Under his high eyebrows, his deep black eyes are like a pool of cold water. Even when he looks at the soul stirring fighting method, there is no fluctuation.

He is as cold as a sword without emotion.

"Don't look. Now that you have xuanbingshi, cast the Benming sword quickly!" In the dark, someone said so.

The man's black eyes didn't fluctuate. He coldly took back his sight and turned to walk in the opposite direction of Da Zhou.

The withered and yellow grass leaves were crushed by the sole of shoes, and the dust was flying, and gradually disappeared.

Murong Ling Ruo felt something. Looking at the dark night in the distance, she frowned and spat out a mouthful of congestion.

Finally, he was killed.

The fierce monks of Zhuyuan were scattered one by one by the impact of the green dragon. Even the picture of the mountains, rivers and countries blocking the space disappeared with the master's serious injury. There were still several scattered friars in the air. Murong Ling resisted the pain of tearing her body, turned and rushed into the defensive shield that enveloped Da Zhou.

Seeing that all the people were blocked by the shield, Murong Ling's tight heart was finally put down, and she could no longer control the internal injury. She reluctantly landed on the city wall, and then she was completely unconscious.Da Zhou, she finally came back.