Chapter 127: lost heavily

The old man slammed into the air and greeted him with his palms. He was swaying in the black light and hitting the Qingfeng Seal, making a loud noise.

Qingfeng Yin did not move, slightly trembled, the road was blue and the space was distorted.

"Roar!"

The old roar, the figure is not falling, the volley is floating, and the palm is turned into a fist. The black light is coming to the surface, and it is hit again to the big blue seal.

"Peng!"

With such a strong blow, Da Yin began to tremble fiercely, and a crack spread out, and finally burst into bang.

The old man’s figure, this is falling to the ground.

"It is possible to float in a short time, this is the realm that is about to reach the demon, God, what kind of existence are we provoked?"

"It’s terrible, it can be volleyed several times."

"Even Wang Shi is not capable of pressing the other side. This old man is terrible."

Around, everyone was constantly exclaiming, looking at the old man's gaze, but also amazed.

The old man fell, the earth shook, the endless forest burst, two huge footprints appeared, and the cracks spread.

The old man’s eyes were sharp and his body was violently violent. Before the attack, he did not have any damage.

Above the King of Fire, Wang Shi’s mouth overflowed with a trace of blood and was obviously slightly injured.

Everyone was shocked and unbelievable. Even the third day of Yunxia City could not suppress the old man with absolute strength.

"Stop the speed, kill the old man, chase the purple."

Wang Shi fell from the air, the sound was cold, and the blood at the corner of his mouth still existed, followed by a strong blow.

"kill!"

Wang Yong and Wang Luo and others, also shouted, killing the pervasive, the real thing surging, killing the old man.

"boom!"

The riots of the scorpio, the appearance of the palm prints, this is the ruin of Wu Zong, is a powerful combat skill, the power is absolutely extinct, at this moment from the scorpio appear, toward the old scorpion.

At this moment, the existence of the first heavens has retreated, and the strong ones of the real world are directly going forward, and the real yuan is surging wildly and hits a strong blow.

"Hey!"

The strongest of the slaying geek was hidden in the darkness. The next moment, the murder of the murderer appeared, and a savage savage rushed, followed by a sharp sword and went straight to the old man.

"Hey!"

The old man reacted very quickly, and the black light was surrounded by the body surface. The sword gas hole was worn by the black light, but it was resisted by the black hair, and the sound of the squeaking sound did not break.

"What?" The tyrant's face changed greatly and hurried back, but at this time, the old man swayed and slammed, and the true Yuanqiang was beaten into the soil with no sound.

The old man is very strong, he plays with the palm of his hand, and the palm prints in the sky dissipate, and the darkness of the light renders the entire sky.

Numerous attacks fell on the old man's body. Although the old man continued to retreat, but did not let the other side hurt, the old man's defense is terrible, and the fierce battle for a long time, everyone did not break the defense.

"boom!"

The old man’s strong blow, the huge palm print was instantly broken, and it was full of black and white, and the atmosphere was awkward.

"Get the fire sword!" Wang Shi’s eyes were filled with sorrow, his hands stretched out and he made a big drink.

The fire sword is refining by his father Wang Zhenwei, second only to the magic weapon, unusually sharp, and iron-cutting, in the hands of Wang Shan.

When I heard the words of my eldest brother, Wang Shan’s heart trembled and hurriedly said: “The fire sword was taken away by the brother-in-law.”

Wang Shi brows a wrinkle, unknown.

"Hey, hey!" Wang Shan reached out with two mouths, and his face slammed loudly. He said again, "It’s the **** of the purple scorpion. He took the fire sword away. This **** thing, if I catch If you live with him, you must take the corpse."

"Hey, I will check with you again." Wang Shi coldly stunned, and then glanced at other people, saying: "You don't want to hide, kill all the people, kill the old man, and chase after the purple."

In the middle of the forest, the old screams, the sighs and the scrolls, the space is constantly twisted, the black awns are filled with the heavens and the earth, and the other real powers have made a strong blow, powerless, and besieged the old man.

A fierce battle lasted for half an hour, the forest burst, the rocks collapsed, the earth cracked, and there was a large open space. Eventually the three factions paid a terrible price and destroyed the old man.

"Damn, this purple, I must kill him."

"We Wu Zong is not the same as him!"

"We are going to kill him to the ends of the earth."

The forces of the three parties were angry. This time they killed the old man, and they lost a lot of people. This kind of loss, Rao is that they are rich and rich, and the sectarian strength is strong, and they feel heartache.

The most grievances are those of Wu Zong. When Zi Yan is still in the true atmosphere, they began to chase each other. By now, Zhen Yuanjing has died a lot, and the first world has died dozens of people, but he still has not caught him.

The forces of the three parties were completely crazy, and the killings were permeated in the forest. Some little beasts were scared to escape.

Under the guidance of Wang Shan, everyone stopped moving forward and looked for Zi Yan.

"He just ran from this direction, this **** sister... bastard, I must destroy him." Wang Shanyu, almost said that the vulture mouth.

After a long time, they walked into a jungle and found traces of battle. The trees hundreds of meters high were broken and the waist was broken. The branches and leaves were everywhere. The mess was broken. The rocks collapsed and were shattered. The earth cracked and appeared dozens of meters. Huge cracks, blood on the ground, humans and beasts, but no bodies.

Seeing it, this is an extremely fierce battle.

"It seems to be running, continue to chase!"

Pursuing the blood on the ground, everyone continued to move forward. On top of the head, the Peng bird and the flamingo watched everything. Not long after, they found a wounded real yuan monster, which accidentally alerted the other party and was a fierce battle.

"This must be the one that is fighting the purple scorpion. The sable should be in front, chasing speed!"

Killed this monster, and everyone speeded up again.

In a twinkling of an eye, two days passed, and several monsters were found. Each time they were a fierce battle, but they did not see the purple scorpion, and even the Peng bird lost the trace of the purple sable.

"Is it dead?"

Everyone's face was cloudy and uncertain, and they lost so much power, they didn't catch each other, and now they have lost their tracks.

"To see people, to see the dead, and to find a fire sword."

Wang Shan's cold road, he has been screaming at everyone, chasing the purple sable, has been obsessed with his own sword of fire.

Of course, he did not stupidly tell everyone that in order to survive, he secretly passed the two methods of attacking and killing.

The people continue to move forward.

In the depths of the quiet jungle, hundreds of meters of ancient trees abound, such as mountains, sheltering the sky, everyone marching all the way, the leaves are more lush, in the end, even a little sunshine can not see, the forest is extremely gloomy The air is humid, the rot leaves emit an unpleasant smell, and the monsters that are encountered are also more and more.

"How terrible is this secluded jungle? We are only in the outer zone, and we have encountered so many monsters. Many of them are to be turned into the demon. We will not run into the demon?" Wang Shan whispered Hey.

The demon is equivalent to the existence of human emptiness, and the power is terrible.

"Roar!"

Suddenly a roar sounded, and another powerful monster appeared. The monsters were violent and violent, and the killings were boundless. After discovering humans, the eyes were filled with bloodthirsty light.

After a fierce battle, the three forces have folded a lot of people. It can be said that along the way, their number has been decreasing, but they have not found the body of the purple scorpion, and they will not give up.

A few days later, when the people continued to go deep, they finally met the demon.

This is no longer a fierce battle, but a massacre. Everyone meets a little demon, and it is simply looking for death.

The little demon has a very high wisdom, and the strength is even more terrible. It is equivalent to the strong man in the human body. Killing them is almost a blow.

Everyone fled and suffered heavy losses.

Even Wang Shi was seriously injured, almost died, and finally fled with Wang Shan. Dozens of strong people, less than ten people survived.

In desperation, everyone only returned, and had to accept the fact that Zi Yan was dead.

The three factions returned without success, and the losses were heavy. This caused an uproar. At the same time, the name Ziyan was also deeply remembered by the three parties.

For decades, they have never suffered such a big loss. For centuries, they have never lost this. The strong people have been counted by a congenital kid, and the losses have been heavy.

The purple cicada is dead. This is the only thing that can't be done. The three strong men return, but it didn't take long for the strong men to appear, but they could only be outside the quiet jungle. After some searching, they still did not find it. Have to return.

At the same time ~www.readwn.com~ the three forces did not give up, still sent one or two strong, guarding outside the quiet jungle, at the same time, sent more powerful, to search for other peripheral areas of the quiet jungle.

One day, two days, half a month... One month passed, there is still no news of purple.

The people still didn't give up, but after two months, the purple enamel still didn't appear. Even on the side of the snowy city, there was no news about the sable, so everyone had to admit that the sable was really dead. .

On the same day, Wu Zong’s high-ranking wrath, roaring again and again, this time strangled Ling Wuzong, surrounded by the purple scorpion, before and after, lost an imperial powerhouse, nearly 20 true Yuanjing strong, dozens of congenital The strong, this loss is far more than 20 years ago.

Two months later, outside the quiet jungle, a fire ostrich flew, on the back of the fire ostrich, Wang Xianer stood quietly, like a fairy, beautiful eyes staring at the quiet jungle.

"Are you really dead? The Thunderfields have not killed you. I believe that you can bring miracles." The tears fell from the cheeks, like crystal pearls, and the firebirds left with Wang Xianer.

Wang Xianer cried, I am afraid she does not believe it, Ziyan can still create miracles.

The quiet jungle, but a dead land, there are countless monsters, so many people have been able to cross through it for so many years.

The famous strong man can't do it, her father can't do it, let alone a purple sable, he only has a pre-contemporary environment.

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