v8 Chapter 468： Hongyun City changes

Hongyun City.

In the northern region, one of the five first-class cities, as the overlord of Luojia in the past, in the past, the front of the house was the door to the city, but at this time it seems a bit bleak.

Accurately speaking, not only Luojia, the whole city is deserted, the doors and windows of the people's home are closed, and the yellow leaves are scattered on the street under the wind of the wind, no one is empty.

In the desolate city, there is a ten-story iron tower in the center: the Purgatory Tower. Among them, the hundred and ten people gather here. When you look closely, you will find that Luo Feng, Luo Xuan, and many other Luo’s parties are on them. All of them are bloodstained and scarred.

"Purple lord, this time it seems that `pig` pig` island` novel `www`huzud` I Luojia is in jeopardy, Luo family set enchantment, should be able to drag the burning Tianzong for a while, you squatting with them Didn't go back to God, hurry to take people away, owe you the love of Ziyun Zong, afraid that there is no chance to repay." Luo Feng painfully gasped, holding a fist in the distance.

In the dark corner, a few figures were found.

The person who walked in the front was the lord of Ziyunzong: purple potato, condensed with an eyebrow and stood with his hand.

In the past year, the strength of purple potato has reached the middle of the mysterious spirit. Even so, on his left arm, there is still a sharply visible bone. He said: "People are not affectionate. After that, you really think that I am leaving now, will Burning Tianzong let me go?"

"Is it necessary to burn the Emperor Tianzong?"

Purple potato is quite helpless: "Now, Qin Zong's general trend has gone. Burning Tianzong wants to take this opportunity. Together with us, the forces that have Kěnéng inciting their powers are wiped out, and the northern region is unified in one fell swoop, so even if I take people away, burn Tianzong shot me at Ziyunzong, and that is a matter of time."

The atmosphere in the Purgatory Tower was wilting, and the faces of others were weak and bitter.

"Ha ha, Luo Jiazhu, Zi Zongzhu, don't hide, look for the bitterness you are looking for, do you want me to go in?" Suddenly, a loud voice sounded outside the tower.

The sound of the people in the tower could not help but tremble. Luo Feng and many elders frowned at the same time.

"Damn, have you been back to God so soon?"

Gritted his teeth, Luo Xuan looked at Luo Feng: "Home, what should I do? Do you want to fight with them?"

"Yeah, the owner, I would rather die without regrets, and fight with them!" Luo Haiqing, and many disciples of Luojia climbed up, one red-eyed and excited.

Luo Feng leaned against the wall and silenced for a long time before looking at the purple potato: "Purple Lord, what do you think?"

"I feel that if we fight with them now, we may have a chance. If we wait until the foreign aid of the burning Tianzong comes, then we are really winged and difficult to fly." Considering the purple potato road.

"That's good, burning Tianzong wants to kill them, then we will fight with them!" Luo Feng suddenly stood up, a year ago, he was also angry, but now it is old and sad.

Outside the purgatory tower.

Nearly 100 disciples of the Burning Heavenly Emperor dressed in fierce robes, holding a variety of silver-goal warriors, surrounded by the group outside the tower.

At the forefront is a half-billion old man. The old man has the strength of the late Ming dynasty. When Qin Shi was so angry that he burned Tianzong, he was also present, named: 纣钟.

"There is no evidence of the elders in the tower. There is still no movement in the tower. Do you want to launch an attack to break it?" Several disciples stepped forward and lowered the voice of the inquiry.

纣 抚 抚 抚 胡 , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , 抚 抚 抚 抚Being able to look at your own children and starving to death!"

Speaking of this, his mouth provoked a few smirk: "If you can starve to death, then it is really like to see, we are hands-on!"

"The elders of the bells are wise!"

Pointing down, several disciples did not forget to slap.

Without waiting for a few people to retreat, three disciples rushed up: "Returning to the elders of the bell, Luo Jia and Ziyun Zong's remaining party came out."

"Oh?" He snorted, and when he slammed his head, he immediately dragged his robe and jumped to the door of the Purgatory Tower. He looked at Luo Feng and others who walked out of it. He laughed and said: "Hey, you can’t stand the temper." I thought I was going to give you the end!"

Staring at the bell and staring, Luo Feng, purple potato, the two could not help but punch, swearing: "Less nonsense, burning the heavens are not benevolent, one day sooner or later, will be condemned by the sky!"

"Haha, heavenly condemnation? Jokes, our lord is heaven, who dares to condemn us?" Yan Zhong said with a big smile: "It is you, worry about yourself first, since it has already come out, then go to the temple to repent!"

"Kill, one does not stay!"

With a wave of hand, the old eyes of the cuckoo clock changed, and the murderous murder was unobtrusive. Under his instructions, the following disciples of the burning Tianzong were arrogant, and the various martial arts pointed to the Purgatory Tower.

Luo Feng and purple potato pinched the fist, purple potato took the lead and replied: "Luo Jiazhu, those little sisters, they will be handed over to your Luo family, I will deal with the bell!"

After biting his teeth, Luo Feng said that he was unwilling, but his heart was clear. His strength was only in the early days of Xuan Ling. In front of the bell, even one face could not be blocked, so he could only rely on the purple potato.

"Today's kindness, I wrote down the Luo family. If it is difficult today, I will repay it!" He took a punch and Luo Feng was bitter.

"What kind of love, can live and say it!"

Purple potato shook his head helplessly, leaping up and approaching the gong, the fingertips changed in the palm of the hand, and the continuous burst of the explosion.

boom!

The two confronted each other, and the sky on the cloud changed with the wind. The wind rushed down and the bells easily escaped the two fingerings. The fire on the palm of your hand suddenly became vivid, and even the air began to produce a few points, constantly approaching the purple potato.

At the touch of a button, Luo Feng clenched his fists and said: "Luo's disciples listened to orders, and the people who burned Tianzong fight!"

Bang!

Luo Xuan, Luo Haiqing, Luojia many disciples, at the same time burst into a burst, facing the burning of Tianzong disciples to kill.

Luo Feng led the head and burned Tian Zong, a small deacon in the early days of Xuan Lingjing. At this time, there were three disciples in the early days of Xuan Lingjing. The sneak attack on him from behind was immediately put into a passive state.

The huge Hongyun City is a battlefield in the blink of an eye. Countless pavilions have been uprooted, exploding, screaming and flying.

boom!

On the sky, the smoldering of the 纣 狠戾 , , , , , , , 一 一 一 一 一 一 紫 紫 紫 紫 紫 紫 紫 紫 紫 紫 紫 紫 紫 紫 紫

The bottom of my heart sank, the purple potato panicked to resist: "The late Ming Xuan Ling, a terrible power..."

Bang!

Despite the resistance, he was still shaken back hundreds of meters away, slamming the purple potato on the huge purgatory tower, the tremor of the purgatory tower, shaking the earth a few points.

The blood left from the denomination of the purple potato, and the bell sarcastically said: "You said, hello Hǎode stay in Ziyun, can you still live for a few more days? You have to come here to die!"

Looking down, the Luojia below, under the pressure of the burning of Tianzong disciples, began to retreat, on the number, on the strength, burning Tianzong have occupied an absolute advantage.

The three deacons joined forces to strike Luo Feng from three directions, causing the latter to spit a few mouthfuls of blood, and it was difficult to get up in pain.

Luo Xuan and Luo Haiqing were immediately surrounded by 100 people.

Satisfied smile, 纣 Zhongdao said: "Oh, a group of shrimps and crabs, this year's tolerance for you, it seems that it has become a connivance, and dare to fight against me, I really do not know how to live!"

"The lord has orders, not to live!"

Under the cold tact, the following disciples of the burning Tianzong immediately picked up, a variety of martial arts gathered, Yin Ge swayed, all crazy to the Luo family.

call out!

At this time, under the panic of the people, an old and rare old man, with a dozen strong men behind him, flew along the north of the city of Hongyun City, a purple-golden fire like a star, crashing.

Bang!

The fire exploded in the earth, like a fire wall, rising along the gully of the ground, protecting the Luojia disciples and the people of Ziyunzong.

Looking back, Luo Feng looked at the old man's face and shouted unexpectedly: "He Yan senior?"

Looking at the old man, the bell couldn't help but frown. In the chest of the old man and the dozens behind him, there was a sign of a Dan furnace, which made him wink: "Who am I, the original Association of Refining Pharmacists?" ”

Come, it is He Yan.

He Yan stopped in front of the bell, faintly said: "Chen Tianzong is now, it is really aggressive, and does not leave a little life."

In the face of He Yan, Cang Zhong was obviously cautious and a few points, with a bit of ridiculous response: "Oh, the Neutral Association of Refining Pharmacists, suddenly there is time to come here as a guest? I don't know what?"

I didn’t respond to the inquiry from Cangzhong. The old eyes swept away from Luofeng’s people. He Yan said faintly: “Take your people away, no one can die here today.”

"Drink a good mad tone!"

With a pinch, the look of the bell is blue.

Just when he wants to open again, he gathers nearly 100 figures from all directions, including Wang Lingjing, and there are several masters of Xuan Lingjing.

Going back to the crowd, the look of the bell is suddenly blue: "The dead old ghost? The bagpipes banshee? Luohe seven strange?"

One name was said by the Tao, and the crowd could not help but rise a little nervous. These guys are all in the northern region, the old guy who has been quiet for a hundred years, and the power of the other four first-class cities, one by one, not to be small. Oh, it’s all in the middle of the mysterious spirit.

The crowd forced to the center, and the bells and teeth gnawed cold: "The sages, who have not seen it for a hundred years, do you want to be enemies with me?"

"Hey, you burned Tianzong, now it is the northern hegemon. If it is in the past, where do we all dare to manage these old guys? It’s just that we all owe the people of the Association of Refining Pharmacists, and today’s president’s entrustment, naturally Will stand by and watch. "The opening is the old man, named: dry lamp: "So advise you to fight again in the next day, with these people you bring, and we fight, I am afraid that can not find any benefits."