In the century-old Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, investing in Destiny villain

Chapter 91



There is a short illusion.

Because it is too shocking.

The Eastern Domain has not appeared for so many years of evil spirits. The previous one was still the great martial arts, and he had left the Eastern Regions early and went out. He had never returned for many years.

Today, this unswerving old man was so shocking. It was really unexpected, but suddenly I didn’t know who woke up, and whispered: “He is not big!”

People woke up and realized that although Chu Xun’s appearance was a mediocre old man, he was not very old, and even much smaller than many people present.

“So!”

The sage of Zhenwu Zong squinted slightly. Mu Hong’s words were a solution to the doubts in their hearts, but the more greedy in their hearts, the stronger. There is a quick way to become a sacred way in the east, but he naturally does not believe it, but now it is shaken. Perhaps, Donglin Zong really has the hidden secrets that others are unknown.

“Come again!”

Long Xinghu stepped forward and developed the disdainful martial arts to the extreme. It was so unreasonable. Just finished a set, and it was back to the peak.

It is no wonder that there are very few martial arts who practice the physical body in the Eastern Regions. This system is not normal. After growing up, there are really few people in the same realm.

“Well!”

It was turned into an artillery shell impact.

The atmosphere along the way collapsed towards both sides.

Almost moment.

Fight again.

The saints of Xiandao have recovered, but the breath is close to the peak but has not done it, but is just looking for an opportunity.

“Elder Chu!”

Jiang’s family owner was anxious.

The saints of Xiandao Shengdao gave him great pressure.

Want to remind.

But thinking that you can notice it, let alone Chu Xun?

“coming!”

Seeing the saints of Xiandao sees that the two sides have entered the anxious whiteness, their eyes suddenly flickered, and no one found when his figure disappeared. When he appeared again, he had come to Chu Xun’s back, wore armor, holding a long gun, obviously It was to accumulate to a certain point, and the long -awaited long gun through the pole revealed the terrible killing intention.

“!”

This is too fast.

Available.

“Elder Chu!”

“block!”

Avoto sword appeared behind.

Again this blow.

However, Chu Xunzhen’s stubbornness also retreated.

Siye was in silence, and a pair of unknown eyes stayed there. It was full of amazing. No one thought about Chu Xun to take this blow when the saints of Xiandao disappeared. Before the naked eye, the reaction was approaching. Whether it was Jiang Zhenshan or other sanctified masters, there was only one idea to die in the face of this blow.

only.

Chu Xun’s resistance.

Out of their expectations.

easy.

It’s just the footsteps that are shocked.

There is no injury at all.

“This …!” Jiang Zhenshan reluctantly whispered, and silently: “Is this the terrible thing of the sage? You can avoid such a tricky sudden sneak attack!”

“He had expected it.” Elder Wang He also breathed a sigh of relief, even if he understood that Chu Xun was keeping Mu Hong in his mind, and really relaxed the opponent’s attack.

“It’s too tricky!” Elder Jiang also sighed that when the two played the most intense, it was Chu Xun’s no time to stab, and it was domineering. It’s right.

“snort!”

The saints of Xiandao Sect were sharp and paused, and did not stop because of the fall. Wearing a war armor, he set off his ancient general like an ancient general, a long vertical and horizontal, waving the long gun in his hand to split.

“block!”

One thought and two.

Grow the Avo Sword.

While preventing Mu Hong, he was facing the saints of Zhenwu Zong. When he felt that Chu Zun had a greater threat, he could not have the slightest career when fighting on the front, otherwise he would be robbed and caught in a disaster.

Obight, Chu Xun felt the power of threatening, and the surrounding nothing suddenly mottled, and it seemed to be immersed in the long river of time. His scholarship, time finger.

This refers to this law has just been exhibited once, breaking the east of the Lingzong Big Formation, which only has its power and can disintegrate the surrounding years and make people fall into the most withering state. It is a terrible finger.

“He is dead!” Qin Yu, the Lord of Xiandao, said that as the master of Xiandao Sect, he naturally practiced this finger and deeply realized the power of the great shore. One of them was to reverse the time and space and restore people to the past.

If it is dealing with other saints, this finger may seem pale and weak.

You can ask Chu.

Just right.

No need to twist for too long.

It only takes more than a month.

At that time, when Chu Xun’s status was hit, it was just that when Chu Xun did not break through the sage, once he fell into a sharp decline, it would be dead from the sage to the face of the emperor’s nine saints.

“Does it mean?”

“I have it too!”

Feeling the surrounding time is caught in a mottled, Chu Xun did not even look back. The backhand is a finger “empty finger”. This is the finger of rewards with the thirty years of cultivation, and it is also the terrorist seal that has just been completed.

“Om!”

The moment of outbreak.

A time of time is also attractive. The collision of the two makes the mottled void emerging from the strange picture, as if reflecting the future picture, but it is immediately caught in a mottled crushing. Time is dotted. Chu Xun and Zhen Wuzong smelled the crisis, and went back madly.

“!”

The two flashed for dozens of miles away, but Mu Hong failed to go away in the first time under “The Finger”, because the empty finger also carried the power of the blockade space, condensed the blockade space, and attracted the time to the time of quotation time. The force of the town killing is the entire role of “Air Fingers”.

“puff!”

on the spot.

The saints of Xiandao were bloody, and the armor that had just been worn on his body was instantly mottled and disordered. He turned into ordinary iron wares from the armor of the holy instrument. He immediately turned his hair and his face was folds. It is just like a dozen years old.

This scene.

It’s creepy.

Even if the sage of Zhenwu Zong fell aside, the scalp was numb, staring at the latter, the moment of the finger collision, the time and space disorders made him smell the crisis, but he never thought of being so scary.

Saint.

For a moment old.

this is too scary.

When I thought I almost fell in, I couldn’t help but show my heart. I must know that I was refined. If I fell into this tragedy, the blood and blood withered, the strength would decline terrible, but also fortunately: “Fortunately, it’s not me.”

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It’s just that this unlucky egg is his own allies who also make Zhenwu Zong feel depressed. Before being beheaded by a sword for a long time, it was difficult to recover. Do you go up and give yourself the whole thing.

“Chu Xun!”

White hair, skin folds, turned into an eighty -year -old Xiandao Sect, a sharp and hoarse roar, even his eyes are much more vicissitudes than before, filled with the twilight, and the palpitations of the rest of their lives after robbery. If you get into it for a moment, I’m afraid he is rotten, not still standing here.

even so.

There were a lot of twilight on his body.

The year of the twilight.

I realize the state of Xia Yang.

“town!”

He picked up the print with both hands.

Want to dispel this state.

“snort!”

Chu Xun raised his hand is a big river sword. While you are ill, you want your life. This is the secret that the monks in the body are all known. Looking at the other party’s peaceful deportation?

“Boom Rondon …”

East.

Houshan.

A Pentium Sword River is surging. From Houshan rolls, there is no need to use the sword river in Houshan to this level. On the next floor, even if it is slightly increased, it is considerable at this time.

“cut!”

The sword rivers are turbulent.

Drops of dripping are terrible swords.

The saints of Xiandao have realized the terrible sword in the corner of the coast. At this time, Chu Xun, the holy realm, urged. The momentum is even more mighty and terrible.

“Help me stop him!” Mu Hong gritted his teeth.

“Well!”

The saints of Zhenwu Zong bombarded their fists and drank: “And me, you are too wanton!” The punch was turbulent, directly reflecting a picture of a Jin Ge iron horse. The incompletely inserted on the mountains, making people feel hair in the bottom of the heart, such as in the real battlefield.


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