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Boom, boom
The terrible golden light burst open, and the fierce Xuanli of gold roared up. The power to protect the field of light mask, instantly submerged in the fury of the golden ocean.
"Brush!" The terrible golden awn engulfed the whole platform, and instantly engulfed the rear traceless figure on the spot. On the other side, Jin Peng was proud and scornful. He swept the place where Fang jinmang shrouded.
When the golden light suddenly appeared, no trace was wearing purple gold armor, and the Thunder Dragon was constantly swimming away. The continuous sword spirit in the body rose, and madly resisted the terrible golden light from all around.
Click, click
Dao Dao's golden awn is like a magic weapon's sharp blade, which bombards on the traceless and strong body. The continuous intention of the sword blocked most of the golden awn, and a small part of the mysterious force of gold still bombarded the traceless body.
The flowing purple golden Thunder Dragon on Wuhen's body roars wildly. The power of purple and gold lightning is like a divine general, which destroys the mysterious power of gold one by one.
Boom, boom, boom
The sound of terror was incessant and roared through the battle platform. All the disciples around the battle platform were wide eyed and speechless. They looked at the void on the battle platform, which was engulfed by Jin mang.
"Suddenly A cold wind, full of chill, slowly blew through the platform under the golden awn.
On one side of the platform, Jin Peng holds a golden spear in his hand, and the golden winged ROC bird stands proudly behind him. His eyes are full of disdain and he sweeps to the opposite platform.
"Cough..." a few light cough, accompanied by the terrible golden awn storm dissipated and cold out. A strong body came out of the golden light slowly, with no trace, shirtless and depressed face.
"Wow, this guy is still alive!"
"Damn, that terrible golden mans offensive can even break the power of the field. How can this guy be safe?"
"Ha ha, brother Wuchen is powerful!"
"My dear, is elder martial brother Wuchen a human! That golden dragon can kill us in seconds just because of its momentum, but elder martial brother Wuchen doesn't seem to be hit hard! "
Around the platform, the disciples of the eighteen halls saw that Wu trace was safe and sound, and all of them exploded again. One each looked at the ashen face of no trace on the stage and began to point.
"Ha ha, it's not damaged. It seems that your physical body skill is very powerful!" On the platform, Jin Peng gave a cold smile and looked at the shining bronze skin. His eyes showed a touch of brilliance in vain.
"Ha ha, my physical body skill is really strong. But your martial arts attack seems to be a little weak! " Traceless mouth slightly up, gently dusted the dust on the body, smile back.
"Brush!" On the other side, Jin Peng, who was originally more interested, immediately turned gloomy after hearing the words without trace. Then, Jin Peng's cold face was gradually covered with bloodthirsty brutality, and his glittering spear shook horizontally again.
"Wow With the throwing of the golden spear, a terrible Golden Dragon appeared in a flash. Jin Zhixuan's power, which is the main attack force, burst out from the Golden Dragon's body.
"Boom!" Avoid leaning to either side, the golden dragon of imposing fear is impartial and the essence is the most striking bombardment on the body without trace.
Bursts of golden light suddenly appeared again, and the body shape of no trace was eroded and swallowed by the virtual shadow of the Golden Dragon. On the traceless bronze skin, a purple and golden undercurrent rises in a flash. Turn into the strange purple golden Thunder Dragon, and devour all the golden awns on the whole body.
Tearing, tearing
With the sound of friction, the terrible waves of golden awn, like sharp blades, cut all the skin around the body.
"Brush!" The eternal Heaven and earth in Wuchen's body will run by itself. After several weeks, the vigorous Hongmeng chaotic Qi will return to normal.
With the gradual dissipation of the golden awns on the platform, the purple golden Thunder Dragon wantonly swam around the body without trace. Traceless look indifferent shake body shape, silver sword in hand gently toward the opposite point.
"Ha ha, it's good. It's a little interesting!" When Jin Peng saw the miraculous recovery of traceless body, he couldn't help flashing a touch of greed in his fierce eyes. Immediately, I saw Jin Peng holding the golden spear in vain, and shaking it forward.
"The five dragons hold the saints!" A loud roar rang from the whole platform in an instant. The golden spear in Jinpeng's hand flashed, and five golden dragons flew out.Five Golden Dragon virtual shadow intertwined rotation, as if fusion in one place, forming a terrible golden storm. The golden storm is like an abyss, carrying endless cutting power, attacking and killing Wuchen.
"Liu style nine swords, the sword rain is flying!" No trace looking at the opposite rolling from the golden storm, the silver sword in his hand swept up in vain.
A sword rain flying out of thin air, condensing, rolling up layers of silver white sword awn skyward. All the silvery white light impacted on the golden storm, divided into several dazzling waves, bombarded in the fury of the golden storm.
The golden storm is on the verge of collapse under the impact of the silver sword.
"Roar, roar!" A series of violent roars started from the golden storm group. The golden storm quickly divided into five golden awns, turned into five golden dragons, and rushed to the front of the sword rain group.
Poop, poop, poop
For a moment, the sword rain scattered all over the sky, and the golden light on the five golden dragons weakened gradually. Two terrible mysterious forces collided madly in one place, and the surrounding void space was shaken violently.
The white awn of sword rain gradually disappeared, followed by the residual power of gold in the void. The battle platform, which had just been devastated, slowly calmed down again.
Gulu, Gulu
I feel the momentum of swallowing the sky released by the five dragons and the strange attack of sword rain. On the 18th square, all the disciples took a breath, and unconsciously stepped back a few steps. It seems that if they withdraw in the evening, they will be killed on the spot by the afterwave of Xuanli surging from the platform.
"Ha ha, you are qualified to let me shoot if you can break my five dragons holding saint!" Jin Peng's arrogant expression slowly folded up, and there was a fierce color in his fierce eyes. The golden spear in his hand soared in vain, and the golden winged Mirs behind him soared slowly.
"Ha ha, the big talk is loud. If there's any other means, just use them! " Traceless laugh, not afraid of the threat of Jinpeng. In the whole human body, the five colors of Xuanli's Qi rose wildly, slowly flowing into the hands of the silver sword< br>
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Boom, boom
The terrible golden light burst open, and the fierce Xuanli of gold roared up. The power to protect the field of light mask, instantly submerged in the fury of the golden ocean.
"Brush!" The terrible golden awn engulfed the whole platform, and instantly engulfed the rear traceless figure on the spot. On the other side, Jin Peng was proud and scornful. He swept the place where Fang jinmang shrouded.
When the golden light suddenly appeared, no trace was wearing purple gold armor, and the Thunder Dragon was constantly swimming away. The continuous sword spirit in the body rose, and madly resisted the terrible golden light from all around.
Click, click
Dao Dao's golden awn is like a magic weapon's sharp blade, which bombards on the traceless and strong body. The continuous intention of the sword blocked most of the golden awn, and a small part of the mysterious force of gold still bombarded the traceless body.
The flowing purple golden Thunder Dragon on Wuhen's body roars wildly. The power of purple and gold lightning is like a divine general, which destroys the mysterious power of gold one by one.
Boom, boom, boom
The sound of terror was incessant and roared through the battle platform. All the disciples around the battle platform were wide eyed and speechless. They looked at the void on the battle platform, which was engulfed by Jin mang.
"Suddenly A cold wind, full of chill, slowly blew through the platform under the golden awn.
On one side of the platform, Jin Peng holds a golden spear in his hand, and the golden winged ROC bird stands proudly behind him. His eyes are full of disdain and he sweeps to the opposite platform.
"Cough..." a few light cough, accompanied by the terrible golden awn storm dissipated and cold out. A strong body came out of the golden light slowly, with no trace, shirtless and depressed face.
"Wow, this guy is still alive!"
"Damn, that terrible golden mans offensive can even break the power of the field. How can this guy be safe?"
"Ha ha, brother Wuchen is powerful!"
"My dear, is elder martial brother Wuchen a human! That golden dragon can kill us in seconds just because of its momentum, but elder martial brother Wuchen doesn't seem to be hit hard! "
Around the platform, the disciples of the eighteen halls saw that Wu trace was safe and sound, and all of them exploded again. One each looked at the ashen face of no trace on the stage and began to point.
"Ha ha, it's not damaged. It seems that your physical body skill is very powerful!" On the platform, Jin Peng gave a cold smile and looked at the shining bronze skin. His eyes showed a touch of brilliance in vain.
"Ha ha, my physical body skill is really strong. But your martial arts attack seems to be a little weak! " Traceless mouth slightly up, gently dusted the dust on the body, smile back.
"Brush!" On the other side, Jin Peng, who was originally more interested, immediately turned gloomy after hearing the words without trace. Then, Jin Peng's cold face was gradually covered with bloodthirsty brutality, and his glittering spear shook horizontally again.
"Wow With the throwing of the golden spear, a terrible Golden Dragon appeared in a flash. Jin Zhixuan's power, which is the main attack force, burst out from the Golden Dragon's body.
"Boom!" Avoid leaning to either side, the golden dragon of imposing fear is impartial and the essence is the most striking bombardment on the body without trace.
Bursts of golden light suddenly appeared again, and the body shape of no trace was eroded and swallowed by the virtual shadow of the Golden Dragon. On the traceless bronze skin, a purple and golden undercurrent rises in a flash. Turn into the strange purple golden Thunder Dragon, and devour all the golden awns on the whole body.
Tearing, tearing
With the sound of friction, the terrible waves of golden awn, like sharp blades, cut all the skin around the body.
"Brush!" The eternal Heaven and earth in Wuchen's body will run by itself. After several weeks, the vigorous Hongmeng chaotic Qi will return to normal.
With the gradual dissipation of the golden awns on the platform, the purple golden Thunder Dragon wantonly swam around the body without trace. Traceless look indifferent shake body shape, silver sword in hand gently toward the opposite point.
"Ha ha, it's good. It's a little interesting!" When Jin Peng saw the miraculous recovery of traceless body, he couldn't help flashing a touch of greed in his fierce eyes. Immediately, I saw Jin Peng holding the golden spear in vain, and shaking it forward.
"The five dragons hold the saints!" A loud roar rang from the whole platform in an instant. The golden spear in Jinpeng's hand flashed, and five golden dragons flew out.Five Golden Dragon virtual shadow intertwined rotation, as if fusion in one place, forming a terrible golden storm. The golden storm is like an abyss, carrying endless cutting power, attacking and killing Wuchen.
"Liu style nine swords, the sword rain is flying!" No trace looking at the opposite rolling from the golden storm, the silver sword in his hand swept up in vain.
A sword rain flying out of thin air, condensing, rolling up layers of silver white sword awn skyward. All the silvery white light impacted on the golden storm, divided into several dazzling waves, bombarded in the fury of the golden storm.
The golden storm is on the verge of collapse under the impact of the silver sword.
"Roar, roar!" A series of violent roars started from the golden storm group. The golden storm quickly divided into five golden awns, turned into five golden dragons, and rushed to the front of the sword rain group.
Poop, poop, poop
For a moment, the sword rain scattered all over the sky, and the golden light on the five golden dragons weakened gradually. Two terrible mysterious forces collided madly in one place, and the surrounding void space was shaken violently.
The white awn of sword rain gradually disappeared, followed by the residual power of gold in the void. The battle platform, which had just been devastated, slowly calmed down again.
Gulu, Gulu
I feel the momentum of swallowing the sky released by the five dragons and the strange attack of sword rain. On the 18th square, all the disciples took a breath, and unconsciously stepped back a few steps. It seems that if they withdraw in the evening, they will be killed on the spot by the afterwave of Xuanli surging from the platform.
"Ha ha, you are qualified to let me shoot if you can break my five dragons holding saint!" Jin Peng's arrogant expression slowly folded up, and there was a fierce color in his fierce eyes. The golden spear in his hand soared in vain, and the golden winged Mirs behind him soared slowly.
"Ha ha, the big talk is loud. If there's any other means, just use them! " Traceless laugh, not afraid of the threat of Jinpeng. In the whole human body, the five colors of Xuanli's Qi rose wildly, slowly flowing into the hands of the silver sword< br>
Boom, boom The terrible golden light burst open, and the fierce Xuanli of gold roared up. The power to protect the field of light mask, instantly submerged in the fury of the golden ocean. "Brush!" The terrible golden awn engulfed the whole platform, and instantly engulfed the rear traceless figure on the spot. On the other side, Jin Peng was proud and scornful. He swept the place where Fang jinmang shrouded. When the golden light suddenly appeared, no trace was wearing purple gold armor, and the Thunder Dragon was constantly swimming away. The continuous sword spirit in the body rose, and madly resisted the terrible golden light from all around. Click, click Dao Dao's golden awn is like a magic weapon's sharp blade, which bombards on the traceless and strong body. The continuous intention of the sword blocked most of the golden awn, and a small part of the mysterious force of gold still bombarded the traceless body. The flowing purple golden Thunder Dragon on Wuhen's body roars wildly. The power of purple and gold lightning is like a divine general, which destroys the mysterious power of gold one by one. Boom, boom, boom The sound of terror was incessant and roared through the battle platform. All the disciples around the battle platform were wide eyed and speechless. They looked at the void on the battle platform, which was engulfed by Jin mang. "Suddenly A cold wind, full of chill, slowly blew through the platform under the golden awn. On one side of the platform, Jin Peng holds a golden spear in his hand, and the golden winged ROC bird stands proudly behind him. His eyes are full of disdain and he sweeps to the opposite platform. "Cough..." a few light cough, accompanied by the terrible golden awn storm dissipated and cold out. A strong body came out of the golden light slowly, with no trace, shirtless and depressed face. "Wow, this guy is still alive!" "Damn, that terrible golden mans offensive can even break the power of the field. How can this guy be safe?" "Ha ha, brother Wuchen is powerful!" "My dear, is elder martial brother Wuchen a human! That golden dragon can kill us in seconds just because of its momentum, but elder martial brother Wuchen doesn't seem to be hit hard! " Around the platform, the disciples of the eighteen halls saw that Wu trace was safe and sound, and all of them exploded again. One each looked at the ashen face of no trace on the stage and began to point. "Ha ha, it's not damaged. It seems that your physical body skill is very powerful!" On the platform, Jin Peng gave a cold smile and looked at the shining bronze skin. His eyes showed a touch of brilliance in vain. "Ha ha, my physical body skill is really strong. But your martial arts attack seems to be a little weak! " Traceless mouth slightly up, gently dusted the dust on the body, smile back. "Brush!" On the other side, Jin Peng, who was originally more interested, immediately turned gloomy after hearing the words without trace. Then, Jin Peng's cold face was gradually covered with bloodthirsty brutality, and his glittering spear shook horizontally again. "Wow With the throwing of the golden spear, a terrible Golden Dragon appeared in a flash. Jin Zhixuan's power, which is the main attack force, burst out from the Golden Dragon's body. "Boom!" Avoid leaning to either side, the golden dragon of imposing fear is impartial and the essence is the most striking bombardment on the body without trace. Bursts of golden light suddenly appeared again, and the body shape of no trace was eroded and swallowed by the virtual shadow of the Golden Dragon. On the traceless bronze skin, a purple and golden undercurrent rises in a flash. Turn into the strange purple golden Thunder Dragon, and devour all the golden awns on the whole body. Tearing, tearing With the sound of friction, the terrible waves of golden awn, like sharp blades, cut all the skin around the body. "Brush!" The eternal Heaven and earth in Wuchen's body will run by itself. After several weeks, the vigorous Hongmeng chaotic Qi will return to normal. With the gradual dissipation of the golden awns on the platform, the purple golden Thunder Dragon wantonly swam around the body without trace. Traceless look indifferent shake body shape, silver sword in hand gently toward the opposite point. "Ha ha, it's good. It's a little interesting!" When Jin Peng saw the miraculous recovery of traceless body, he couldn't help flashing a touch of greed in his fierce eyes. Immediately, I saw Jin Peng holding the golden spear in vain, and shaking it forward. "The five dragons hold the saints!" A loud roar rang from the whole platform in an instant. The golden spear in Jinpeng's hand flashed, and five golden dragons flew out.Five Golden Dragon virtual shadow intertwined rotation, as if fusion in one place, forming a terrible golden storm. The golden storm is like an abyss, carrying endless cutting power, attacking and killing Wuchen. "Liu style nine swords, the sword rain is flying!" No trace looking at the opposite rolling from the golden storm, the silver sword in his hand swept up in vain. A sword rain flying out of thin air, condensing, rolling up layers of silver white sword awn skyward. All the silvery white light impacted on the golden storm, divided into several dazzling waves, bombarded in the fury of the golden storm. The golden storm is on the verge of collapse under the impact of the silver sword. "Roar, roar!" A series of violent roars started from the golden storm group. The golden storm quickly divided into five golden awns, turned into five golden dragons, and rushed to the front of the sword rain group. Poop, poop, poop For a moment, the sword rain scattered all over the sky, and the golden light on the five golden dragons weakened gradually. Two terrible mysterious forces collided madly in one place, and the surrounding void space was shaken violently. The white awn of sword rain gradually disappeared, followed by the residual power of gold in the void. The battle platform, which had just been devastated, slowly calmed down again. Gulu, Gulu I feel the momentum of swallowing the sky released by the five dragons and the strange attack of sword rain. On the 18th square, all the disciples took a breath, and unconsciously stepped back a few steps. It seems that if they withdraw in the evening, they will be killed on the spot by the afterwave of Xuanli surging from the platform. "Ha ha, you are qualified to let me shoot if you can break my five dragons holding saint!" Jin Peng's arrogant expression slowly folded up, and there was a fierce color in his fierce eyes. The golden spear in his hand soared in vain, and the golden winged Mirs behind him soared slowly. "Ha ha, the big talk is loud. If there's any other means, just use them! " Traceless laugh, not afraid of the threat of Jinpeng. In the whole human body, the five colors of Xuanli's Qi rose wildly, slowly flowing into the hands of the silver sword br
