v6 Chapter 1509： Destruction

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Li Mang flashed, this magic has no suspense, was unloaded eight.

Losing the head of the body, the eyes are full of sorrowful colors, open mouth, screaming and screaming.

The howling, like the tide of the sea, the ripples visible to the naked eye extended toward the surrounding...

The sound of screaming was introduced into the ear, and the magical gas surged. The broken magical bodies burst out, and a black magical wind rose out of nowhere.

Wang Tinglou also refused to go backwards. I did not expect this step. This magic can counterattack, but no matter what, it is already the end of the strong, naturally no need, and then hard to beat it.

The last magical power was cast, and the strong enemy was forced to retreat. In the bursting magical body, a deep black gas flew out and swept away.

A little overturned, it disappeared without a trace.

The next moment, appeared in the distance of more than twenty feet.

Broken air!

More mysterious space spells than teleportation.

The other god's **** wants to escape.

However, Lin Xuan has already been on the side, and his hand holds a quaint Chang Ge.

The mana of the whole body, like the water of the dyke, poured into the inside, and then swung down toward the other side.

"Stinging" sounded into the ear, the space fluctuated together, and the black gas that disappeared again appeared in the line of sight.

In the middle of the gathering, a goblin head appeared, but with two faces.

One is just the ancient demon, and the other one, with the white surface of his chest floating astronomy to cover each other.

The face of the demon soul has changed.

The power of these three-color flames, he has just seen it, the face can not help but show the fear.

"You can't kill me. I am the heavenly ancestor of the upper bound. If you kill me, my body will never take a break with you. At that time, pinching you is like pinching a bed bug." The sound of the sound is transmitted to the ear, and the devil has no way to go, but the tone is still tough, and the sincerity of listening to the slightest is not.

"Garbage, what do you think you are, a dog of a family is also threatening me." Lin Xuan's face flashed a bit of haze: "What the **** demon ancestors, there is no awareness of the defeated."

The voice did not fall, Lin Xuan's hand shook, the big net of the three-color flame suddenly fell, and the magic soul was tightened inside.

Wang Tinglou looked stunned at the side, but the look in the eyes of the demon was more and more fearful.

The two faces simultaneously took a breath and spit out the black-red magic.

It is a pity that there is no effect, and there is not much left in the fire of the fire, but at this moment, its owner has been exhausted, how can it compete with the magical fire?

When the two touched, the illusion of the skyfire was like a drop of water dripping from the oil, and the burning became more intense.

The cry of the call flashed, and the demon soul was wrapped in a blazing flame.

In his mouth, he made a stern scream, and his heart was filled with grievances and plans for more than 100,000 years. In the end, he was destroyed in the hands of the early childhood of the first district, and the Tianyuan ancestors were unwilling to take the plunge. With a flame like crazy, rushing into the hall.

After a while, the sound stopped, but it was already extinct, leaving only a group of egg-sized flames suspended in the air, and then returned to Lin Xuan's sleeves as long whales absorbed water.

Despite killing a superior presence, Lin Xuan’s look is quite frank. As the saying goes, the scorpion is more itch than it is, and the debt is too much. Anyway, he has already been remembered by the New Moon Princess and the priest. Compared to the two threats, the curse of the ancestors is more than one.

Anyway, what I want to go is the spiritual world. Even if the other party is fascinating, it is impossible to find revenge.

The spiritual monk is also incompatible with the ancient demon. If he dares to do so, he will only be besieged by those monks.

The strong enemy has been eliminated.

However, there was too much power in the previous battle. Lin Xuan took a sigh of relief and reached for a shot at the waist. A small jade bottle flew out.

Unplugging the cork, the fragrance was overflowing, and the heart was spleen. Wang Tinglou sniffed the nose, and the face first showed a faint color, but soon, it was replaced by incredible.

As the first master of Tianyun Twelve State, he has not seen anything, but Wannian Lingru, which is not a legend, has long been extinct in the human world?

In my own identity, I have never collected the treasures. Where did this kid come from?

Too many doubts, the strength shown by Lin Xuan in the previous battle also made the Wangting Tower shocked.

This is like the beginning of the clutch, the magic weapon, the practice, the wisdom, the choice of the top, and his endless means...

Although Wang Ting Lou does not think that the other party can beat himself, but the heart has already regarded the other party as the same level.

His gaze turned to the **** the side. In his heart, the performance of the month was not too much, but the ghosts and inks made the pavilion not afraid to have a small eye.

This thing is not a thing of the human world. He certainly cannot recognize it. However, in his dantian, there is also the soul of Dinglong.

That guy, although he has spent a lot of time, likes to slap beautiful women, but on strength, it is indeed a powerful presence in the spiritual world.

In the battle of the interface of the year, the ghosts and yin inks made the spiritual monks suffer a lot, and there are many records in the classics, and they will not recognize them.

Surprised, naturally put away the expression of the skin, and gave a few words to the pavilion.

Lin Xuan has raised his head and dripped a drop of Wan Nian Ling Milk into his mouth. He felt that Dan Tian was warm and full of spiritual power suddenly spread out in Dantian.

The defense of the people is indispensable. Although there is a verbal agreement with the pavilion, Lin Xuan will hand over his own destiny to the other party's hands.

Maintaining ample mana, this will allow capital to continue negotiations with the other party.

......

On the other side, the soul is in the space.

Tian Xiaojian's expression is colorful, surprised, stunned, puzzled, angry, sneer, and so on...

After a full half of the tea, I finally calmed down.

Lifting his head, full of disdain, like the shadow of the sky above the head.

Cheng Xian?

Such a temptation, are you a fool when you are a young master?

It’s just that the area is separated, and even the flying spirits are not sure. It’s a distance from Chengxian, and it’s still a hundred thousand miles away.

Even if you are so arrogant, you will never dare to ask for the path of immortality. You can do it all at once. He actually said such a temptation, it is too underestimating his IQ.

It is like a cockroach, clothing and food is not enough, but you ran to ask him, want to be the world's richest man.

This is obviously very ridiculous.

Xiaojian is not stupid, how can it fall in the sky!

"Why, you don't believe me, do you know who I am?"

"What do you care about?"

Tian Xiaojian's rude words, but let the virtual shadow silence, the tiger fell Pingyang was bullied by the dog, for a long time, he sighed: "A small human monk, perhaps did not hear my name, in the antiquity At that time, I was the leader of the Mozu."