Words fall, war songs rise【 Tiangang Beidou starts! Seven silver threads come out of the demon Qin and connect to everyone in the Xiaoyao gate. With seven stars as the base and notes as the construction matrix, each companion on the battlefield is connected. Muyan is the heart of the array, and every remaining point is the eye of the array. It complements each other and combines perfectly, expanding the strength of the original seven people infinitely. The hand that Mu Yan flicks on the string, quick almost appears remnant shadow. Cloud if cold, six people also instant move What's the concept of one robbery and six out of body peaks for more than a dozen monks? If we put it in the past, it would not be too bad to say that we should strike a stone with an egg and shake a tree with an egg. Reasonably speaking, Xiaoyao Qizi should also be killed without suspense. However, at this moment, all the people looking up at the war in the square believe it from the bottom of their hearts. Xiaoyao Qizi will win! Junmuyan will win! Because they are the invincible combination in Xiuzhen. And Jun Mu Yan, is really invincible, no one can shake the king“ Free and unfettered, who else can I give up? "“ Xiaoyao, Xiaoyao, dominates the world Not only who was the first to shout out, but also like a single spark, it started the whole Fengtian mountain range The fighting lasted a long, long time. From the scorching sun in the sky to the sunset. On the square, the battle between the Ming Yan army and the Tu Mo army is over. With the help of junmuyan's music, Mingyan army won an overwhelming victory. Yes, in the process of fighting side by side with Xiaoyao Liuzi, Muyan's assistance to Mingyan army never stopped【 The phantom makes her use of her talent as a divine musician to the extreme. It will also completely reverse the situation that should have been hopeless. And those who watched the war, no matter Muyan or those who had taken refuge in Dingbei Marquis, did not leave. Because everyone knows that what they are watching is an epic war. What they want to witness is the birth of the most powerful king that never existed“ no I don't believe it! " Chu Xinyan hair, eyes red to stare at Jun Mu Yan, staring at Xiaoyao seven sons beat his man. The weak, sitting in a wheelchair, as if the wind can fall from the end of Chu. At this time, Chu Xinyan is just like an old man, hoarse voice, wrinkled face, no longer the previous spirit. When 80000 Ming Yan army appeared, he thought that he would be defeated. But he didn't understand how he was defeated by Chu Mo Li. Facing the disabled young man, he held his throat and thought he could swallow all the anger in his body. However, the youth whose lifeblood is clamped down just smiles shyly. Later, Chu Xinyan's body was full of his life and young soul yuan, just like the river burst the dike, and poured away towards the end of Chu. Finally Chu Xinyan ruthlessly cut off his arm, just let himself escape from the smile of gentle and modest, but like the devil terrible youth hands. However, the appearance and accomplishments he had painstakingly maintained over the past three hundred years were completely destroyed at this moment. In the heartbreaking pain, he heard the warm voice of the end of Chu ringing in his ears“ I don't know where you learned a little bit of [curse], but it was used on me... "Chu Mo Li didn't finish his last words. But Chu Xinyan saw the youth in the eyes of ridicule and disdain.