Douluo, please call me the dean

I spit.

Seeing that the code is finished, the software collapsed manuscript is gone, his uncle ... Today is cold.

Chapter 569 doesn't kill!

Almost all the battlefields were covered by the sector of the Tianxing Soul College. Once the soul of the Wushu has entered these fields, it is like a feet falling into the quagmire, and the action becomes particularly difficult.

With the seven hundred and tweets of heavy cavalry summoned by Wang Jian, it was like inserted a knife in the heartbeat of the Wushu Temple. It is only the thin layer of the Wushu Temple. The pouch is easily thorned.

boom!

After Wang Jian, there is an unreal spirit that I don't know when I lurked to his back, and there was a blue energy ball in the mouth and fell toward him.

!

Wang Jian's face is calm, and the Hao Ran of the hand suddenly waits.

Dozens of hi-sized white mangs suddenly burst into medium in the feet. When you instantly, the blue energy ball is divided into two, revealing the appearance of the launch of the Name.

This time, although the attack on Wang Jian did not work.

But this seems to be a command, the other epidemic of the Wushu Temple has also begun to launch an attack to Wang Jian.

A circle of deep black soul rings lit up, one another powerful messenger soul skills.

Bear burning black flame ...

Crystal clear release of muan ice spear ...

Faceful lava giant ...

Three feet of Qingfeng ...

The overwhelming attack is like a heavy rain, and the color of the whole world has changed, making the wind roll.

Wang Jian's eyes are slightly moved. The land under his feet is already open a crack of winding, and there is an endless tender bud that is drilled out and grows with difficulty speed.

Germination, branches, leaves, flowers ...

At that moment, there was a lot of spring and autumn. It was emitted to be full of trees, all kinds of or pure white or pink flowers were full of vision, and countless flowers were fighting.

Various attacks fall into the flower forest, aroused another piece of powder white floating waves.

The thin and cute petals are dancing in the sky, and like the shake flowers dance, beautiful and abnormal.

The scene is filled, all attacks fall into the invisible, only a piece of powder is fluttering.

This world of flowers seems to be isolated inside and outside, and they are also difficult to see everything that happened inside through heavy petals.

The epidemic of the Wushu Temple is vigilant.

The surrounding wind seems to become bigger and bigger, so that the petals that are originally messy began to hover toward the same direction.

Ok? and so on……

Suddenly, the episode suddenly opened his eyes, and the cold sweat was coming over his forehead.

No, some are not right!

His eyes looked at the petals around them, only 10 million petals surrounded by all of them, it looked like a gorgeous prisoner, which would be sleepy.

"Everyone, run!"

The demon of the commander is also like a found, and the sound of screaming is shouting.

There is a hovering of the floral rolls, but soon, he quickly changed his face, and his face was a bit spascane.

"no no!!!"

There are countless petals like the most sharp blade in the world, so he will bear the most cruel penalty in the world.

He wants to support the soul shroud to block these petals, but these petals have unimaginable magical power, they directly penetrate the soul shroud, even through his pouch, flesh, bones ...

The pain gradually calm, and the portrait also turned into the flower petals.

Suddenly, the pink flower dragon volume seems to be more bright, bright and beautiful.

Tao Li Fanghua, Wang Jian's fifth soul skill.

With the continuous growth of Wang Jian, this fifth soul technology seems to have grown to a hard to imagine, enough to compare the power of the ninth soul technology.

Originally, his fifth soul skill only has two characteristics, and a soul of the soul of the soul of the soul of the soul, the second is similar to the sharpness of the blade, and each petal is like a thin blade. You can easily remove the skin of the body.

And growing to now, this soul technology seems to have a characteristic similar to the sketch, and can wear the soul shroud.

Within the dragon roll, the remaining epidemics are stiff, suddenly feel the unimaginable desperation.

Some people look at the sky, but the face is slightly, then the color of the ecstasy.

"Heaven! There is a flaw!"

The floral dragon around the circles is rolling the cliffs, but the top is a small gap, where there is no horrible petals.

call out!

In an instant, the Tempone of the Wushu Hall has taken it.

As they are about to break through, Wang Jian's figure suddenly appeared in their own.

There is a pair of sorrows of the indifferent face, and Wang Jian looked at them.

He has a unreal figure behind his back, and it is difficult to distinguish true and false.

Her body is Ying Ying's gold, and looks very soft and beautiful. It is like a sacred goddess.

However, as her hands gently pushed down, there is a horrible hurricane from the sky.

call!

The terrible power will directly blow it up to fly out, the horrible wind does not seem to be weak than the surrounding petals, blowing them on their faces.

Falling, the epidemic of the Wushu Temple is desperate.

Some people look at Wang Jian Broken, and some people try to continue to break through the flower dragon roll but being stranded into a bloody. Some people continue to launch a charge to the sky, and some people try to attack Wang Jian.

Among the eyes of Wang Jian, the dragon roll begins to gradually close.

The incompetent furious and desperate mourning is mixed together, the kind of desperate desperate, there are countless souls who have heard the sound of this sound.

Call ~~

In the fierce wind, the Soul Temple first retired the title Suruo rushed up, and the whole seven sealed Roewe will stare at Wang Jian.

But the two sides are far away.

Wang Jian is indifferent to them, but the palm is slowly cleaned.

puff! puff! puff!

A low sinking of human body is constantly rang, along with every sound, and the circle of the floral roll seems to be more red.

"Machinery dare!"

The title of the Wu Shu Temple looked at this scene, but Wang Jian's face did not have a half-point wave.

Wind, cloud scattered, flowers ...

The petals contaminated with the red blood are covered with the earth, and the whole land is a pink flower petals inlaid.

This scene seems to be particularly screaming.

"puff!"

In the seven-seven seals of Wang Jian, some people suddenly rose a red lotus, sprayed out of the blush.

"Machine !!!"

He is angry looking to Wang Jian.

Chapter 570 Crisis

All the souls of the martial arts of this scene did not wise, and they didn't help but happily, there was a sad sadness of the rabbit.

That is a full 20 epicolor, but not what the soul of the soul of the soul, is not what A cat, dog, but so many strong people die between Wang Jian's hands.

"You this devil!"

The title of the Wu Shu Temple is angry with Wang Jian, that is like hateful.

"I am a devil?"

Wang Jian couldn't help but laughed, but the smile looks particularly cold.

He stood above a flower tree left, and the branches of trees had many scars that were cut off, they looked with a desire, but Wang Jian stably standing above.

Wang Jian's eyes are indifferent, and the fingers refer to the battlefield behind them, and the sound is loud and powerful.

"You look at those who are lying down, those who are still fighting, what are they?"

"You have brought a disaster and killing!"

"Why don't you ask you the gods you offer, ask how she judges!"

Wang Jian's voice came, and some people in Douro were not natural, and some people sighed.

Why do they don't know that the Temple of Wushu is not right.

"Demon confusion!"

The title of the title that I just went to the surrounding peers, and suddenly the face was slightly smashed.

His pair of eyes is bright, like God, Jin Guangco is like a sunrise, and there is a scattered ray screaming between people.

There is an invisible, and it seems to flash, but it has not caused the slightest wave.

I didn't have any action, the mouth slowly submitted an arc, and my heart was relieved.

Kid, you are too tender!

Ok?

Soon, he frowned, and he was a little amazed to watch Wang Jian.

Wang Jian glanced at him, faintly: "Puzzle small skill, boring!"

"You ... how can you not have something ?!"

That name is not good, and his martial arts is the Lie Yang god, although it is not a pure spirit, but the spiritual attack is absolutely weak, at least not a soul teacher can easily resist .

But watching Wang Jian's calm face, but it is like a person.

Surprise, the person in this young appearance is too strange!

"This kind of says yourself to the king of the king."

Wang Jian mentally moved his mind, and he supported several .

Hui! yin! spirit! No name! Three thousand antions!

Just the battle of the Qi Zhikuo level!

The other title of the Wushu Temple was noticeable, and his face was gloomy.

And the golden eye-catching title Luo said dead staring at Wang Jian, and the golden eyes suddenly ignited a brilliant golden flame, and the flaming was smooth, and his eyes were burning.

!

He is preparing to rush to Wang Jian, but he has a faceless figure to stop him.

hateful!

The sight passed through this figure, but he found that Wang Jian's line of sight has already left from them, looking to the vast times.

"You, on!"

He stared at him. This seems that there is no wisdom, and the head does not return to the end of the epigeplers.

In addition to their existence of more than a dozen halls, if they add Wang Jian's twenty epicula, the number of epicolo, the martial arts, the number of epicolo, reached Forty!

This is still not in the Warrog Battlefield and the Soul City and the other places. If you add these epicula, the number of epicons of the Wuhun Temple is afraid that it can double it, even if there is no Hundreds are almost almost.

The power of the Wushu Temple is not only the mouth talking, as the strongest forces on the mainland, they have an extremely profound heritage.