Chapter 234: No soul under the gun

The monk appeared, it was surprising, but then, three sounds were heard.

Li Hao, Cang Meng, Wu Yuan, also rushed out, turned into a streamer, chasing away toward the monk,

"That is, Li Jialihao, God, this is a enchanting, he actually came, chasing the monk."

"Does the monk take away something?"

The crowd exclaimed, and everyone was boiling again.

"And who is the man with the knife, it is very burly, the speed is not slower than Li Hao."

"God, that's fierce, the house is enchanting, and the knife is already fascinating."

Someone exclaimed,

"There is one, it won't be enchanting, and there are not many differences between the three."

"I didn't read it wrong. It was Wu Yuan, Wu Zong's enchanting, God, the three enchanting people gathered together, even chasing the monk."

Hundreds of monks who had come before were jumped into the lake by the monk, and none of them lived. These later, the first time I saw three enchanting, I was very excited.

"The three enchanting babies were born, not to chase the sable, how to chase the monk now."

The enchanting demation of the three major forces was born in order to smash the purple, causing a huge sensation. Today, when I saw it, it was killing the monk, which made people wonder.

"Who knows, maybe this strange thing is doing this evil."

"Is it possible that the monk has taken the ice lotus."

"It is very likely that this monk is misbehaving, and the scams are all sneaky. The bad things are done, the good things are not, and they appear from the bottom of the lake. They should have taken the ice lotus."

Just when everyone talked about it, the lake surface surged again, followed by a huge monster, full of ten meters, the first small angle, like a dragon, just rushed out of the lake, it seems to feel something, looked up into the air, in the eyes There was a horror, but when I turned back, I made an angry cry.

"God, that's a monster."

"The water monster over ten meters should be the king of the water monster. This is terrible."

All the onlookers change color and retreat again.

The secret space hidden in the dark, unknown, so I saw my own young master, even chasing monks, one by one, from the dark, turned into a light, rushed to the monk,

There are six royal airs, disappearing from the air, and once again attracting a burst of surprises. You know, they have been here for a long time, and they have never found that the air is hidden in the dark.

Just when everyone feels that what happened today is really incredible, the lake surface makes another explosion, followed by a golden figure.

It’s the sable, his clothes are ragged at the moment, and there are still many wounds in the body. After plucking from the lake, he vomits two bloods.

The cave collapsed and the boulder fell. The sable was directly injured and even stunned. Amo woke him up and told him that several people had already chased the monk and left.

The cicada was careful, avoiding the raging big monster, and it rushed out of the lake.

When the eyes swept away and saw the water stains on the ground, the purple scorpion knew the direction of the monk’s escape.

"Monk, thank you."

Grinning, once again touched the wound, grabbed the ice lotus, let the monk carry the black pot, the purple scorpion is very happy, the pain caused him to lick his teeth, then flew away in the opposite direction.

As for the monk’s life and death, Zi Yan does not care,

That evil is willing to go back to the black pot, and absolutely no good heart, this purple can also guess,

"Who is that person, very familiar."

"I don't know, it looks very familiar, it seems like I have seen it, I just can't remember it."

There are no monks who have left, and after seeing the purple scorpion, all of them are doubtful openings.

"He is a sable, God, he is still inside, still at the bottom of the lake, but the three enchanting, why should he abandon him and chase the monk."

"Purple, he is offended by a number of big forces of purple, the three enchanting for his birth, threatened to marry him."

"It’s purple, I saw him before. He used a ancient soldier to pick up the fire and kill the river."

The purple cicada heard the exclamation, but did not stop, faster,

"He appeared from the bottom of the lake, and even spit two big blood, it should be hurt."

"The purple scorpion has a heavy treasure, and it is now injured. If you run into a big family, you will not be able to escape."

"Yes, there is a heavy treasure of Wu Zong's eyes on Zi Zi, and there is also the strongest inheritance of the Promise. It can be described as a mobile treasure house."

There are monks talking,

"That's still not chasing, what are you waiting for?"

A monk reacted and shouted and chased after the purple sable.

"Yes, Zi Yan has been injured, and there is no one in strength. Once killed, there will be a lot of gains."

"That's a mobile treasure house. There are things that are big and powerful."

The crowd reacted, and the heart breeds greed. After a big drink, it is going to chase and kill the purple scorpion.

"kill."

"Don't let him run."

For a long time, it’s the big forces that are chasing the purple scorpion.

They are all scattered, a group of rabble, although the strength is weak, but they have seized the best opportunity, when the sputum is seriously injured,

The sound of breaking the air behind him continued to sound, and the figure was chased up.

In the process of dispersal, there are also strong people, and there are also realities.

The sable is seriously injured, even if it is extremely fast in the world, it is suppressed at this moment, the speed is not very fast, and every breath, strenuous action, sableness feels painful.

"go to hell."

The sound of the air was getting closer and closer, and finally a monk caught up. One of the heavenly monks shouted, holding a heavy hammer in his hand and heading toward the purple.

The sharp whistling sound, unusually harsh, with a terrible breath, such a blow, if it is the heyday, the purple scorpion is naturally not afraid, but at this moment seriously injured, once hit, I am afraid it will aggravate the injury,

The cold light flashed in the hand, and the ancient soldiers appeared. They crossed a silver light and stabbed directly toward the front.

"puff."

The heavy hammer is like a tofu, and is pierced by a long gun in an instant. Then a gun is shot on the tip of the gun, and the monk’s heart is pierced.

One blow, killing a real one, a strong man,

Even the seriously injured purple scorpion is still strong.

"Cry, shout."

The purple scorpion gasped, and the previous blow hit the wound, the wound that was about to heal, and the blood again.

"He is already at the end of the strong, not fast, we are all ready to shoot." Someone yelled, indicating that everyone came forward,

"Hey."

The red light flashed, and a sharp edge appeared. It stabbed toward the heart of the purple scorpion. The angle was sharp and sharp, and the shot was decisive and ruthless.

"Hey."

璀璨光华 flashes, a thick knife, swaying from a distance, with a horrible atmosphere,

"when."

In the hands of the purple sable, the long gun, such as the poisonous dragon, was spotted on the sharp edge. A cracked sound was heard, and the sharp blade was broken. At the same time, the rifle was swept away and the body of the monk was worn.

"Hey."

Immediately after the rifle, the monk was provoked, and was instantly divided into two by the knife. At the same time, the scorpion in the hand of the sable took a silver light and clicked on the throat of the knives.

It’s two people dying,

The ancient soldiers are very sharp. When they pass, the soldiers are broken, and almost no one can block the second strike of the purple.

"puff."

Silver flashes, such as the poison dragon, a monk, was shot in the eyebrows, the substantial Liman spurted out from the back of the brain, died of death,

"Hey."

The sword was swept away, and it fell from the sky like a sharp blade. A monk was divided into two. The scene was very bloody.

Strong and fierce fighting power shocked everyone, even if it was a serious injury, Zi Yan also told everyone that an inviolable truth,

His eyes swept away, the face was wide, everyone was frightened, and he retreated toward the rear. Ziyan succeeded in shocking everyone.

The **** body next to it is a blow to the dead, and it is the root of deterrence.

"cough."

The purple cicada coughed and the injury worsened again. After repeated hands-on, even the mysterious heart, it was too late to recover. A blood spit out, and the purple face was white again.

"He is already at the end of the battle, and the opportunity is in front of him. If he withdraws now, he will not be thundered in the future."

"The inheritance of heavy treasure is in front, fight it, I have it in the world. If you don't fight, don't you still have to live a mediocre life."

The voice of enchantment sounded again in the crowd.

"I am a small person, nobody cares about it, and the strength is low. If you smash the purple scorpion today and get the inheritance, it will be a great opportunity."

A congenital monk appeared with a long knife in his hand and walked out of the crowd.

This seems to be a gambler. He dared to appear in the early days and bet on his own life.

"I am also a small person."

Another person walked out, looks ordinary, no strange place, stronger than the gambler, in the mid-contemporary,

"I have to fight too." Another person appeared,

"Today's sable is seriously injured. If you don't fight it, you will regret it in the future."

"Winning and winning, from then on, rich and wealthy, respected by the world, lost, and big deal is a life, twenty years later is a hero."

The sound of the most provocative voice rang again, and it was full of all kinds of confusion, making people feel excited.

"kill."

Going out of a few monks, I want to fight for the prosperity of the world.

There is no opening in the purple scorpion. These people are either gamblers or have been blinded by greed. It is useless to explain. It is only useful to speak.

Living is the winner, and when you die, you are out.

"kill."

With a big drink, the army formed by gamblers and greed rushed to the purple scorpion again, killing the plane,

The sable stood with a gun and his eyes were cold. He didn't know how to shoot, but he would kill people. He would shoot with a long gun, like a snake, and it would be hot and fast.

"puff."

One blow, one commandment,

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"Peng."

The long gun vibrates, such as the dragon to the sea, bringing a large piece of silver, and the two become the soul of the gun.

These people are crazy, they are not afraid of death, or at this moment, one by one is filled with blood, I don’t know what to die,

Under the ancient soldiers, there is no soul, it is the soul of death.

"puff."

The last person fell in front of the long gun.

At the moment, in front of Zi Yan, more than a dozen bodies have been fallen. He stands with a gun, his eyes are ruthless, his posture is stalwart.

In front, there are many monks, and the people who are tempted have not yet appeared.

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