Scoring the Sacred Body of the Ancients from the Get-go

Signal hunting, murderous!

Wan people's team, such as a paint dark dragon, transverse to Tianyu.

Among them, there are hundreds of Hojia young Tianjiao, and Hojia Saints, and big holy strong.

This power is nothing wrong with the immortal forces.

However, it is undoubtedly a devastating force for the declined villages and the ridiculous temples that are decided.

The ridiculous temple is here, Wu Wang looks up at the sky, watching the mighty tens of thousands of army.

He is turbid in the eyes, a calm and indifference.

There is no fear.

Perhaps in the dictionary of the wild ancient sacred body, there is not afraid of this word.

"That is, Hang's people!"

The remaining villagers also noticed the mullous army on the sky.

The war is like a fire, killing the sky!

"What is going on? Is it a big battle?"

"Do he really want to destroy my big derendar?"

Some big villagers, rubbing their fists, revealing the .

They have already reached this, and Hohou is still unwilling to let them!

", after returning to me!" Wujian said.

Near thousands of villagers are not from autonomous to the rural temple.

North wind whistling, Huangsha Lie Lie.

The guard is alone, standing before the ancient temple.

He is comfortable, embarrassing, black hair, dressed in an amazing gray clothes.

It looks like a memorable middle-aged monk in the red dust.

In his hand, on your feet, it took a shackles, and the bones were smashed.

There is a stone tablet under the enemy of the enemy, which is used to humiliate him.

It can be said that if you don't know the identity of the guard, no one will think that he is a holy body.

"I am a shame of the sacred body. Now, I will make me distribute the last light and hot ..." Wuji muttered.

Here, Hojia team, finally arrived, 10,000 people are going to the sky, such as Tianbing God will.

Confused by the absurd temple, only the martial arts, solitude, such as a monument.

"The loser, where is the Jun, where is the homework, an old man stands out of indifference.

He is a five elders of Hojia, a big border.

He did not call the guards, but called it as a loser.

Wujian indifferently.

"Oh, it is the hand of the hegemony of the ancestors, and the prisoner is prison, and it dares to put this attitude?" Hojia six long and old smiled.

"Today, I will not have any idea, retreat, or ... war!" Wu guardian gas cooled.

In this step, there is no room for ease of ease.

Before the martial arts, it was for the derequity village, and it was for the sister and sister, and he had to leave a star fire.

But now, there is Jun Xiaoyao, and the Holy Valley will naturally not fall.

He doesn't have to homo.

"You are hard, just don't be afraid of we are slaughtering these big-waters?" Hojia five long laughed.

"Loser, you let go now, let me wait into the wild ancient temple to find, I can still spare you a dog." Gangfang six long and veteran.

The martial arts pupil blooms cold electricity and kills the bones.

He waved in hand, a horizontal line, crossed the absurd temple.

"Take this line, die!"

A dead word, stirring the wind and shaking, the world is discolored.

Kill like a cold wind, piercing into the bone marrow!

"Bold, a loser, also dare to be so threatened, give me!" Hojia five elders are no longer hesitating, a waving, and the Hous Wanwen army is drank.

Sound earthquake!

The war is open.

The figure of the dense numbness is rushed to the martial art.

In this tenth of the army, the weakest is the world.

There are a lot of Taoism and the quasi-bonnet.

Single taken, it may not be very strong.

But all the people are out, that kind of destructive, foot can be smooth, and even the big saints will be scalp.

Wugar is also shot, but because he wears a chain of the chain, the scope of action is only around the ancient temple.

His bustle, the mighty blood is turning into a golden long dragon.

Hey!

Blood splashes, there is a skeleton crushing sound.

Hundreds of Hojia sergeants directly broke, turned into a slag.

Some of the human eyelids are walking.

"Damn, this sacred body is really evil door, and I have taken so many sacred blood. Now I still have this dragon." Hojia six long and old.

"It doesn't matter, the sleep of sleepy beasts, don't forget, we also brought the thing." Hojia five elders did not think about it.

In his opinion, this is just a slaughter.

Now, there is also a monk with dense Ma Ma, onlookers in the distance.

Looking at it, the monk thousands of monks are all coming together, watching this battle in the distance.

There is also ancient road from the ancient city of the Star Ancient City, such as Ji Dynasties, Sheng Xuanyi, such as cords, etc., it is also coming to this place.

"Is that a Holy Branch? But how do you feel a bit wrong?" As the cherry is loud, it is a little surprised.

In her envision, the Holy Field has no longer falls, and it is not that it falls so?

"Jun Xiaoyao, where are you?" Ji Qing is looking forward, did not see Jun Xiaoyao.

According to reason, it should not be considered in the character of the wild ancient sacred body.

This also caused the doubts of other ancient roads.

"Why is the monarch of the monarch? If he is in what, the situation is not so."

"Is it?"

"This is impossible, the domineering of the monarch, is well known, he is not afraid of a hang."

"Why don't he do it now?"

"Maybe there is something."

Many Tianjiao monks are talking about.

Here, Hojia sergeant is also learning.

Wugar can only move within the ridiculous temple, even if it is displayed, the scope will not be too large.

They only need to release the monopolism in the periphery, consume his strength.

This means, although not very brilliant, it is very practical.

Over time, the strong blood of the martial arts is also beginning to weaken.

He itself does not have much qi and blood, the sophisticated blood in the body, mostly captured by Hojia.

The rest of the remaining, and it is also increasingly incorporated into Ning Chen and Xiaoyan.

It can be said that now Wujian is a squeezing of every drop in the squeezing body, playing his own waste.

"There is no need to delay, use it." Hojia six long old road.

Ho's five elder nodded, he took out a stone and then fill the mana.

When the martial arts, the stone monuments attached to the guards were suddenly shaken.

The above is written, and the heavens are all about the words of the sky, release the glimpse of the glory.

A horrible suppression and gravity, in an instant shock.

Hey!

Almost instantly, the martial arts is spit out of a blood, and the body is half a ground.

"Warmarers!"

In the temple, Ning Chen, Xiao Yan, Ningdefa, and a lot of people's villagers are exciting.

"kill!"

Hojia five long and one waved.

The gods of the saints, the saints of the saints are.

They have to kill this sad end of the holy body!