Vol 3 Chapter 360: Lei Yan

A real blade, thin as a flap, small and smart, flying out of the light, in countless cheers, stunned into the eyebrows of the head. ◢щЩш.suimEnG.1a

The pupil of the other side zoomed in, the blood dripped down the eyebrows, and the tall body fell backwards, and the vitality of the dragonfly quickly passed.

Such a change makes everyone a glimpse.

"Everyone is careful, there are organs in front!"

The sound of the ink came from the rear.

"Organization? No, it is gone. You have successfully opened the veins. I am really congratulated."

An indifferent voice came from the front, and in that infinite light, one person came out.

Everyone is wide-eyed and looking ahead.

After they got out of the light, they saw a person.

It is a youth.

It is purple!

"Purple, it's you!"

When I saw the other party's moment, the ink disappeared and the face was full of incredulity.

Zi Yan in the fairy city, has disappeared for more than ten days, did not see the other party came here, the ink will also let go of the heart, no longer pay attention to each other.

Who ever thought that this guy actually came out from inside.

Hey!

There is a thunder and lightning shining next to the purple scorpion. It is the sword of the sacred spirit of the stone knife. It is like lightning, and walks in front.

The sound of screaming keeps ringing.

"Do not!"

The ink shouted, and the expression that had always been calm had already disappeared, and the face showed a sly color.

These people are not high in realm, but they are the strategists trained by the dead prison thieves. They are extremely precious and are loyal subordinates with 100% trust.

But now, the sable is killing them.

Under the sword of the Holy Spirit, one person died.

They are all Holy Spirits, and they are very low in realm. There is no room for resistance in front of Zi Yan.

In the twinkling of an eye, those heroes in the eyes of the ink are dead completely.

A small Holy Spirit flying knife has cleaned all the enemies in front of him.

"you wanna die!"

When the six less reacted and rushed to the purple, the squad had already died.

The purple scorpion stepped forward, and the whole body was released, and a palm was shot.

A loud bang, the purple scorpion does not move, and the six less are flying backwards.

"How many years have you not seen your strength?"

After sweeping the six-small one, the purple eyes looked at the ink and said faintly: "How do you feel now?"

The ink stared at the purple scorpion, where the light shone, all of which were unexplored, and the swaying people were dazzled.

So many gather soul crystals, once brought back, will inevitably make the overall strength of the dead prisoner thief rise to several big steps.

But before that, he had to solve the sable.

"Don't look at it, this time I am alone."

The eyes of Zi Yan gradually became cold. "What you took from me in the past, I naturally want someone to get it back!"

"Since this is the case, then don't blame me for being welcome."

The ink said: "Next, come and enjoy the gift that I bring to you."

As the ink waved, the space in the place began to distort, and then the figure appeared again and again.

There are fifteen people in total, all of which are six-star Holy Spirit.

They all wore black robes, and the whole face was shrouded in black robes, and the breath was strong and dangerous.

Obviously, these are the existences of the practice of the black scorpion.

The vision of the purple scorpion, passing through the crowd, and sensing their breath, the corner of the mouth is a bit disdainful. "There are six stars, it seems that you are looking down on me."

The voice fell and the purple scorpion disappeared.

Sheng Lei nine flashes!

Like a thunder that can be teleported, Zi Yan went to the first six-star Holy Spirit, and his magic knife reappeared in his hand.

When the shining knife light flashes in front of the Six Star Holy Spirit, the purple body shape has disappeared.

The Holy Spirit stands on the spot.

The knife light flashed a dozen times, and the purple dragonfly stood in the place where it stood.

Around him, more than a dozen six-star Holy Spirits stood there motionless, as if they were frozen.

The next moment, their bodies began to disappear, leaving only a pure black energy.

The ink looked at the six little ones, and the other hand's hands were printed. I saw the light of the power that appeared, and flew toward the six, and fell into his body.

His breath began to grow.

Although I have long guessed that this power is different, but now I see six little devouring these forces, the pupil of the purple can not help but shrink, said coldly: "It seems that you are using black scorpion method to cultivate food for yourself. ?"

The ink said: "Not all, some people are extraordinary, we will still train him."

With the voice falling, someone came to this space, or the six-star Holy Spirit, this time there are twenty people.

With so many six-star Holy Spirits, each of them has a black-and-white method that is comparable to the spirit of annihilation. The fighting power is naturally amazing.

For the purple scorpion that has also reached the six stars at the moment, this is only a matter of twenty knives.

Twenty knives.

Twenty knives!

The magic knife was unsheathed twenty times, not many times at a time.

Six less once again swallowed that energy, and its realm has grown again, and it is infinitely close to seven stars.

Perceiving the atmosphere of the other side, Zi Yan said: "It seems that there is still a line? You can also have cannons delivered to the door?"

The ink shook his head and said: "No, the next ones are all warriors!"

The light flashed, and a seven-star Holy Spirit came to this place.

As time goes by, the rule of this fairyland is suppressed, and it is getting smaller and smaller. At present, the Seven Stars Holy Spirit can be sent through the transmission array.

When the purple scorpion went deep, the pulse ancestors reminded me that it was seen by the eyes.

Looking at the seven-star Holy Spirit, Zi Yan said coldly: "I have killed a lot of the Seven Stars, but I will kill the spirits. It seems to have never been killed."

The ink reached out and said: "Now, your chance is coming."

Zi Yan knows that the other party does not care about the life and death of a seven-star Holy Spirit, because it is more precious than the individual life and death.

But for now, he really wants to find someone to verify his current fighting power.

He put away the magic knife, looked at the front, a violent pressure, emerged from the body.

Perceived the oncoming pressure, the face of the ink changed slightly, and whispered: "Do not care, this person is the number one threat."

The seven-star Holy Spirit snorted, and the power of the black scorpion rushed out. A breath of annihilation was rushing out, resisting the pressure of the purple scorpion.

"Black Peak!"

The seven-star Holy Spirit is in the hands of the seal, and the power of the black scorpion emerges from his body~www.readwn.com~ to the front and becomes a huge black mountain.

This is the destructive skill. When Ziqi first saw it, he brought him great shock.

At the moment, this breath of annihilation will no longer pose a threat to him.

He reached out to the palm of his hand, and there was a thunder in his palm. Numerous thunders were raging, and there seemed to be fire in the faint.

Ancient Lei Yan.

As this breath emerges, an ancient atmosphere that has been like dust for many years comes from the sky and comes to the world.

The original violent pressure on the purple scorpion was even stronger.

Under this pressure, the black peak seems to be no longer stable.

The purple scorpion palm fell.

Such as the knife forward.

After a tens of thousands of years, the ancient Leiyan came to the world, which seems to herald the opening of a new era.