Vol 3 Chapter 348: Gun broken

The thunder in front is raging, and the sky is bleeding.

It is already the seventh planet.

Six less looked at the speed of the gun, which was already a lot slower than before, and there was a smile on the corner of his mouth. "This is really a grand event."

The ink looked at the purple sable, and there was a little more admiration on the face. There were some regrets. "It’s a pity that such a wonderful man who is rare to see is going to die soon."

This time, Lei Zhenghongtian invited the two to come over. Obviously, when Zizi died, it was the time when Lei Zhenghong was really rising.

There are still many people watching the battle like this.

Many of them came from the San Lei people, from the original attacking the fairy tales with the purple scorpion.

Under the pressure of the San Lei people, they could not take the shot, so they came here one by one, only wishing to use this method to send the adults the final journey.

Although they are not clear, why do adults give the Ghost Crystal veins to the dead prisoner, but they firmly believe that adults are definitely not traitors.

Because I used to fight side by side, how many adults have less effort?

It’s just that the avatar is unparalleled, and he turns his head and looks at Lei’s victory. Lei wins his head and says, “If the sacred sacred can’t arrive in time, the sable will die!”

Ray Wushuang seems to be not satisfied with this answer, and his eyebrows are slightly picky.

Lei Wusheng continued to say, "From the news I have heard, I have come to a speculative conclusion. This time, the purple scorpion gave the soul of the soul to the dead prisoner, it should be because of the Thunder."

Although I have already guessed it in my heart, but now I have heard that Lei has no victory, Ray Wushuang still can't believe it.

Can you switch to a Gathering Crystal vein with a Thunder?

"He used to take three Lei Lei leaves and went to the Death Prison Star to exchange the Thunder. Then from there, he transferred to the fairyland."

The value of Thunder is so precious that Ray is very clear, even with her extraordinary identity, she has only got one.

The sable is willing to use three pieces to exchange the Thunder. If so, it is not impossible to exchange the Thunder with the Ghost Crystal.

"So, this is why you let the Thunder continue to explore the fairy field, not allowing her to contact other people, and not allowing her to come back?"

"She didn't know if she knew it. At the moment, she can save the purple, only the thunder."

Lei said no, "I don't know where the Holy Spirit went. I haven't heard the news for so long."

At this time, the purple scorpion has already reached the ninth world.

The crowd followed.

Before entering the world, Ziyan swallowed an medicinal herb, but under such high-intensity fighting, this high-quality medicinal herb has little effect.

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Surrounded by a strong **** atmosphere, the vision of the purple scorpion has been somewhat blurred, and it is covered by blood.

He reached out and wiped a hand on his face. He held a fairy gun with some tiny cracks in his hand, and a bitter smile on his lips. "You can't hold on?"

He looked down at the fairy king, which had several depressions and several cracks.

This way, thanks to this body, or how can he get here?

Right now, this body accompanied him to the path of the fairy, and finally has to come to an end.

Does this mean that I am about to come to an end?

He stepped into the transmission and came to the tenth planet.

There are no other places where spectators waited.

Nowhere here!

Some are just endless thunder, and some are the powerful Holy Spirit of the Holy Rebes with killing.

This time it is no longer based on seven stars, there are six stars, five stars or even four stars, and there are many.

very many!

Among them, standing an old man, the reason why he is so eye-catching is because of the release of the eight-star Holy Spirit.

Beside him, followed by Lei Zhenghong, he was looking at the purple eyes coldly.

The two looked at each other and Lei Zhenghong extended his palm and stroked in front of his neck. His expression was cold.

Zi Yan did not look at each other, but looked at the eight-star old man.

Mr. Zhong looked at Zi Yan and said, "You are very strong and very good. You can come here, the will to survive is strong. It is only my life. I originally planned to kill you on the spot." But now I changed my mind, mainly you can kill me, then you are free."

Lei Zhenghong heard a sigh of relief, and he couldn’t understand how to look at Mr. Zhong. It seems that this was not the case before.

"really?"

In the eyes of Zi Yan, there is hope.

"The old man said one thing!"

Mr. Zhong said, "As long as you can kill the old man, you are free!"

In the eyes of the purple eyes, the light flashes and is ready to be printed.

At this time, many of the Holy Spirits of the Holy Land, like the torrent, rushed toward the purple.

In an instant, hundreds of attacks appeared, overwhelming, with a powerful power.

If the purple enamel continues to seal, fearing that it will be smashed on the spot, there will be a crack in the fairy king, and certainly can not block so many attacks.

He carried a scent gun and rushed toward the front.

At the time of the march, dozens of saints appeared, and that was thunder.

boom! boom! boom! ......

After these saints appeared, they burst in an instant, forming a horrible wave of turmoil, and flying a lot of Holy Spirit.

Then, Tianli's arm appeared, and nearly a hundred appeared, then turned into nearly a hundred huge arms and flew around.

Peng! Peng! Peng! ......

A group of rushing holy spirits coughed up blood, some were seriously injured, and some even directly annihilated the vitality.

After nearly a hundred Tianli holy arms appeared, more than 50 raids appeared, and the mighty Leiwei spread, forming another wave of fluctuations.

No one can approach the sable at this time.

But again, the sable can't be printed at this time, because the sky is full of attacks.

He has the confidence to kill the old man, as long as there is a breathing time.

But it is clear that Mr. Zhong had expected this point, and he gave the purple scorpion a hope that there is almost no existence.

Between the powerful energy shocks, the Seven Stars Holy Spirit rushed up with the crowd, and all kinds of killings appeared.

puff! puff! puff! ......

The Holy Blood sprinkled, and one Holy Spirit died, but more Holy Spirits rushed up.

Peng!

In the hands of Zi Yan, the fairy gun ~www.novelhall.com~ has finally exploded after suffering numerous attacks.

Then, there were dozens of attacks of different strengths, which fell on him, making this fairy king a direct break.

At this point, the strongest defense of the sable is disintegrated.

"kill!"

In the shouting of the horror, countless Holy Spirits are like torrents, flooding toward the purple.

Zi Yan looked up and looked at the numerous attacks in the sky, and the corners of his mouth raised a smile.

Since it is the last moment, then try to fight, can kill one, naturally earn more!

Lei Zhenghongtian walked toward the front, his eyes were cold and glamorous, and finally the annihilation of the soul’s blow would be completed by him!

At this time, outside the aerospace domain, there suddenly appeared a sacred atmosphere.

This is the breath of the Holy Land!

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