Vol 21 Chapter 742: : Evil Sect

Three or four years later, this beautiful female disciple came out and remained calm. A long dress with black and purple lines was fluttering in the wind, and the black jade flower hairpin was slanted on the bun. The light in her eyes was as deep as an ancient well without waves. There was no trace of light, and a very strange black mark lit up between her forehead, and there was an aura of great pain exuding around her.

From his own exuberant Wang Yang-like Yuan Li breathing, there is no trace of the real human wind and the palm of the Seven Main Peaks, with the assistance of external forces in the past few years, the strength has obviously soared to a new high.

The difference from Taichung immortals is that at present, these real people hold the most terrifying dark power in their hands, which makes them look like humans, but breathe, but it does not seem to be a pure race.

The huge ship sank into the water, silent.

This is a powerful fleet that can destroy any unit in Qingjiang.

This is a group of people who can destroy any force in the Qingjiang world.

The battleship moved very fast.

In an instant, hundreds of miles.

Invisible from outside.

Suddenly, the battleship issued a strange horn.

This is a subpoena.

At this time, a deputy chief of staff in black armor came out of the command cabin behind him, with a strange shocked expression on his face, hurried to the deck, hesitated, and reached out. On the ears of the wind. Said something in a low voice.

auzw.com The wind couldn't hear words, his whole body was shaken, and his eyes suddenly changed.

Obviously, the news of the deputy chief of staff shocked him.

After pondering for a while, a pair of real eyes flashed with a fierce light, and then said to the young man who was shrouded in black thick: "Tell your envoy, as soon as the news came from the north, the city lost. I don't hate death." He leaned over gently and said, "Tell your envoy. As soon as the news came from the north, the city lost. The Miao people don't hate death."

Oh. In the darkness, the young strongman made a tone without any reaction.

The tone of the voice is flat, there is no anger, no sadness, or even any emotion, so people can't exactly see his reaction and mental state at the moment.

But when several other students heard these words, they were shocked. They were all taken aback.

"How is this possible?! After reforming, Miao Wuheng's combat effectiveness is comparable to that of the saints, he also has a team of black armor to assist him, and there is enough power to kill the strongmen of the holy class. This kind of power should no longer be used. Become the enemy of Qingjiang Circle. Which side of the power is it to be? Can you kill him in such a short period of time? "Thai Huafeng, the fire cloud in the new palm was lost and couldn't help but yelled out a voice.

His long hair is silvery white and red. The flaming glass hair clip is on his head. A black robe is full of fire and dancing in the wind. His black fragrance clings to his robe and makes him see It seemed to be entangled by a ghost.

"Isn't this the master of evil sects in the world?" Jiao Yuefeng and Zhang Xueling couldn't help but wonder.

His pupils are like ebony, and the black air winds between his arms and feet, like thousands of tentacles, making his movements appear unnatural, more like a puppet.

This speculation has also attracted the approval of several other major peaks.

Two masters and disciples of evil sects in the world disappeared after fighting with spiders in a chaotic battle. ..

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