Chapter 3807: The mystery who can't afford it
Seven bloodshed!
The eyelids shrank and the whole person was nailed to the same place as a pillar.
like a statue.
The gods of the ancient family suddenly stood up, their eyes all staring at the **** disciples, one by one.
"This……"
"what's going on?"
"what's the situation?"
"He has no breath, he is dead!"
"How come to die?"
......
The old faces have become ugly, they have been paying attention to the fluctuations in the surrounding atmosphere, and they have been paying attention to the **** disciple, but what about it?
Still dead.
And the deaths are so bleak, they don't even know where this power comes from.
Their hearts are sinking.
It feels like the old face is being smashed, and it is extremely uncomfortable.
"Who is it?!!"
A god-old man roared and his voice exploded in the sky above the Tiandao battlefield. All the people around him were shocked.
All look at him.
The audience was also silent, and there was no sound.
The phoenix controls the flame and the device begins to shape quickly.
The old goddess stared at the phoenix and couldn't see anything coming out. Not only that, he couldn't even see the phoenix's cultivation.
"Ha ha ha..."
"Great power."
"How did you do it?"
"It's really amazing."
Zhao Dazhao couldn't help but get excited.
The five elements of the brothers were also excited. They looked at the phoenix without hesitation. The death of the **** disciple behind her was like not seeing it.
This is the realm that they can't surpass!
at the same time.
On the other side, the three men in black have never been hands-on, and there are no refiners. They have been standing in the same place as them and there are three others.
the same.
The six people are completely motionless.
They continued until the end of the refining.
......
The phoenix breathed away, and the flame on the palm of the hand was closed. He whispered softly: "The ancient refining technique is really esoteric."
Gently say a word.
A short sword with a flash of light in the palm of his hand floated quietly, attracting countless people.
"Artifact!"
"The light is shining, this is definitely an artifact."
"Wow, this is too much."
"Great!"
"Is this gimmick so powerful?"
......
Those who are old gods are ugly.
In addition to them, the face of Sword Tianzong is also ugly.
Wan Jian said in a deep way: "Is there anyone in the space of God who has no use? Even a **** can't deal with it, is this too bad?"
I am very dissatisfied with the disciples sent by the ancient family.
Song Gucheng faintly said: "This little girl is not simple."
Wan Jian's eyebrows are tight, saying: "Senior brother, how can this little girl not be simple? How can I not see it? The repair is like that, the breath of the body is like that, I really can't see it."
Song Gucheng said: "It is because she is not so simple. I now suspect that the death of the two **** disciples is what she did."
"what?"
Wan Jian's eyebrows are tight, and it is easy to kill the **** disciples. How strong is it?
"Brother, then we..." Wan Jian asked.
Song Gucheng understood the meaning of his words and said: "Reassure, the things that the three elders promised have not been done yet."
"The disciples of these ancient families are a group of pustules. They can't deal with them. It doesn't mean that the demon can't deal with them."
Song Gucheng is very confident in the Feng Mozu.
He is more convinced of the strength of the three elders!
"Even if I can't win in the end, the three elders will take the shot, and they can't do without it." Song Gucheng said faintly.
Listen to him saying that Wan Jian is more reassured.
It was at this time.
"boom!"
The battlefield exploded.
A refinery disciple was directly blown out.
"boom!"
Heavy fell to the ground, black blood kept coming out of his mouth.
The body twitched for a few times without interest.
died.
The elder of a sword Tianzong immediately said: "The sovereign is the disciple of our sword Tianzong."
Wan Jian glanced at each other and stepped forward, "What?"
In a flash.
The breath of the peak of his swordsman came out and quickly fell on the side of the dead sword Tianzong disciple and checked the injury.
"The internal organs are all broken!"
"This overbearing power..."
"who is it?!"
Furious.
Wan Jian can't help it.
His sword Tianzong has been the sect of the mortal world for hundreds of years. Who dares to fight?
Who dares to fight against it?
No one who has provoked his sword Tianzong has ever lived in the world, but now the sudden violentness of his two disciples makes him extremely angry.
He has always been a bully of his sword, and he has never been bullied.
In addition, now with the back of the Devil, his sword Tianzong is even more powerful.
Wan Jian’s eyes swept away and he said: “Dare to poison my sword Tianzong, you have to measure your strength, don’t be caught by me, otherwise... I will marry you Jiu!”
"boom!"
The sound is thunderous and full of killing.
Xuan Mingyuan chilled and screamed, slowly stood up, faintly said: "Wang Zongzhu's tone is not small, 诛 诛?"
Wan Jian made a slight movement, flew into the air, looked at Xuan Mingyuan, and made angry pressure. He said: "Xuan Zongzhu, two disciples suddenly violent, this mean and insidious villain, if you find it, you will be like this. angry."
Xuan Mingyuan sneered and said: "This is called art is not refined, you began to say, anything on this martial arts field may happen."
"Dead is a very normal thing."
"The disciples who died in the same family did not see you so angry, and the people who died themselves became angry?"
"Wan Zongzhu, you can't afford to lose it."
Wan Jian's eyebrows are tight. "Xuan Zongzhu, what do you mean?"
Xuan Mingyuan looked at the sky and said: "I think, the ranking of this door world should be changed."
Wan Jian’s eyes became gloomy, his eyes staring at Xuan Mingyuan, his fists clenched, and his teeth biting loudly.
Wanting to be angry, a voice came from his mind, "Not reckless."
Wan Jian looked at the brother in the seat and swept his sleeves. "Hey!"
Step back to the seat.
Song Gucheng Road: "Don't be a mysterious person."
Wan Jiandao: "Senior brother, he is going to move my sword Tianzong."
"What are the achievements of the two elders, Lin Elder, Dark God?"
An elder immediately said: "The first in alchemy, the second in refining."
Wan Jian’s eyebrows are tight. “It seems that this dark **** wants to replace my sword Tianzong.”
"Senior brother, I know that the Xuan family is so powerful that it can't be provoked, but... here is the mortal world, and here are our rules."
"No one has dared to ride on the head of our sword Tianzong over the years. I can't swallow this breath." Wan Jian is not convinced.
He is not convinced because he does not understand the mysterious family at all.
I don’t know how strong the mysterious family is.
Song Gucheng was in the space of God, and he knew what the Xuan family meant.
Song Gucheng shot the shoulder of Wan Jian and said: "Don't say that it is pulling the urine, even if you let you eat and eat urine, you have to eat."
"Xuanjia, no one can get it!"
Wan Jian glimpsed a little, said: "Can the Devils also feel uncomfortable?"
Song Gucheng Road: "I can't afford it!"
