Transcending the Nine Heavens

Chuyang coughed and said: “Deputy Yu, this is a bad word. The Harsh Spirit is a senior tall man, not my subordinate. He seems to see who can fix it, but it really has nothing to do with me. However, in general, as long as the face is not so angry and resentful, he will not do it. Deputy Yu will be attacked by the Harsh Spirit. I think it looks a little stubborn. Although the face was given by parents, it's not a problem, but you've grown up like this, and I'm glad to come out and shake your appearance like Yu is not..."

The Harassment Spirit Gaga laughed: “That rain is late, Chuyang is really good to say, it's just in my heart, you say you look better than talking about good, you are also ashamed to come out to meet people, who can give you face...”

The phrase "wreak havoc on the soul" has a lot of history.

The Holocaust Spirit was a knowledgeable man in his lifetime, but among the most ugly people he has ever seen in his life, the talk is undoubtedly one of a kind, monopolistic and indisputable.

Now, in order to highlight the delayed rain 'look kowtow’, the spirit of distress had to lift up to talk. When I said this, I actually felt that I was a little obscure and conscientious. Even the speed bucket was a little slower...

The conversation was healing wounds, and when I heard the words, I mumbled a little dissatisfied: “What do you mean better than me... can you bastard talk or not, just how can that guy compare to a little finger of the master, no, it's a little toe...”

Chu Yang Chu Le and others couldn't help but laugh.

It hurts his liver to hear the rain late; although he doesn't know who the 'talk’ is at this moment, it must be an ugly ghost if it is so proposed by the other party.

But this attack on the spirit of the distress, although slightly slowed due to the shame of conscience, is still like a storm. In a short time, even if the rain is late, there is no time to talk, only to yell and yell. If you look at the scene, that's the default!

The greatest benefit of the Holocaust is that he is not afraid to fight; the sword and the foot are completely blank, 100% completely immune to him. As for what he is most afraid of, or the only thing he is afraid of, it is only a spiritual attack; but honestly, there seem to be few people in the world who can cause soul killing and injury to the Holocaust...

The delay in the rain at this moment is like fighting the air, every punch, every foot in the cotton, the feeling of powerlessness and distortion makes him suffer so much...

This is also thanks to his own repair to a higher grade than the Harsh Spirit. Otherwise, I'm afraid he was really killed by the Harsh Spirit's three fists and two legs...

Even so, the Necromancer still holds the ticket, because the rain delay is still within the scope of the Necromancer's ability to grind to death, which is that the cycle is relatively long, maybe 30 or 50 years, maybe 3500 years!

Of course, in the short term, the spirit of distress still needs to be in the position of being beaten...

On the other hand, after that blow, the wind thunder extinguished because the load was too high, and eventually broke on the spot, becoming a piece of scrap of iron. However, the wind thunder extinguished the strong counterphage power generated by the scrap, which caused the dreamless dirty six hearts to suffer extremely severe shock, plus the previous wave of heavy blows, this moment of dreamless dreams can still stand, but it is a real finger can't move.

Even consciousness is becoming blurred.

Four saints fought back, and sixty or seventy celestial masters fought together to defend themselves… If it weren't for the wind thunder extinguishing in the hands of the endless dreams, dreamless dreams would probably have left less than half a dozen bone slags by now.

In the distance, hundreds of dream-cutting troops, all scaled up, ran back and cried and shouted.

“General…”

“General Dream...”

“We wait to die with the general! ”

“Fuck these bastards...”

……

Nearby, the four saint-class masters were cultivated to be the highest among the crowd. Previously hit by that blow, although inevitably damaged, they were not too serious. At this moment, they were able to shake and stand up. Everyone had a strong white air, apparently recovering quickly...

This is the horrible thing about the strong saint level, it is easy not to get hurt, even though the injury can heal quickly, such a level of strength, not the saint level can be compared at a time!

The other two dozen survivors, several of whom stood up at this moment, most of whom sat up in very similar conditions. All seven tricks are bleeding. Although the appearance is horrible, there is no fear of life...

Though hegemonic and prestigious, wind thunder extinction still plays its greatest role in targeting soul attacks, and even the most powerful at the saint level can never kill so many high-end masters at once.

Dreamless stubbornly stood up, trying to maintain a sense of impending dispersion, clearly saw that his men were struggling to come back, wanted to drink resistance, wanted to curse, but there was still time to speak openly in the future, large mouths of blood had spilled out of their mouths.

My eyes are filled with anxiety and helplessness...

Brothers, I risked my life to strike this blow, hoping to cover your escape, and now that you're back, aren't you looking for a way to die? What's the point of my sacrifice?

But even though he had a heart, he didn't have the strength to say it.

The next moment, his standing body finally reached its limit, pushing Jinshan down the jade columns generally fell forward.

Just before the coma passed, there was only one voice of low breath that was harshly said: “There is a road to heaven that you do not walk through, and hell is doorless to enter... wait for it to come back, just in time to knock it all out. ”

I lost all consciousness in my dreams...

……

And the Dream Squad, this would have rushed back, when they saw the dreamless silence on the ground, the flesh on their backs was almost completely gone, all white bones Sen, instantly let everyone roar with sorrow.

“General! General Dream...”

“General, what's wrong with you...”

“Revenge for the general! ”

How deeply do these people feel when they've been eating and living with each other for tens of thousands of years? Besides when issuing military orders, there was never a shelf, and everyone loved him with all their heart.

At this moment, as soon as I saw my dreams lay tragically on the ground, I couldn't bear to see life and death, and suddenly every one of them went crazy...

However, even though the masters of the saints were not slightly injured, they were still repairing themselves and dealing with the relatively ordinary soldiers, even though they were all masters in the rivers and lakes, in front of them, they were not enough to see, far from enough.

……

It just so happens that at this point, it looks like variables are happening again.

Chu Yang's clear voice said: "The rain is late, Master Yu, I have finished my breath, come, I will fight with Your Excellency fairness! ”

The belly of the rain was too late to blow.

The failure to deal with Chu Yang before is undoubtedly for his own long-term political purposes. Be sure to take the dream away first, completely eliminate the inner illness. Any sudden intervention by the spirit of disaster is itself a violation of that agreement with itself.

And dreaming of relentless wind thunderbolts to exterminate a blow is also something I didn't expect.

Today, almost everyone in his own poop is injured, even fighting continuously. Looking at the delicate juncture of full work, Chuyang actually leaps out to fight “fair”?

Fair enough, you bird!

You're just dropping a rock while you're in danger!

Do you still have a face, do you have a face?!?

With this order from Chuyang, others such as Bai Yuchen also stood up like living tigers, and the momentum rushed towards the battlefield.

Among them, the conversation is the first, shouting out: “What rain delay... don't believe the old man of the spirit of disaster, come and talk to him, you know, this talk is much more handsome than you, the two of us are not on the same level, there is no comparability at all, compare you to me, it is a blasphemy to me...”

After a late glance at the rain, he was really a little curious. He could say such a shameless word about what the other party must look like, but at first glance, he was angry and furious.

Turns out this guy's the one talking about it! The one who robbed with the demon prince!

That's how ugly he is...

Turns out, the person who can speak so narcissistic should look as good as ever, at least be able to get by, but this one,, at most three points like a person, the other seven points are evil at all!

The Grieving Spirit even said he was handsome...

People, how can you be a little self-aware and shameful? How did they think about what they said? Are you guys...

At this moment, on the side of the Dream Army, there are only the last seven or eight hundred defeated soldiers. On the side of the Yuan Tian, due to a miscalculation, under the end of the Dreamless Lightning, there are only thirty or forty disabled people left.

Everyone else has turned into corpses.

On Chuyang's side, although he got a brief break, he always just went through the war, so all are wounded soldiers, the distance is very different, not to mention the Vitality Army.

Now, all three sides are in the state of defeated and wounded soldiers in the garden, now confronted, in terms of visual effects alone, everyone is very vulgar, everyone is very stubborn, everyone is full of wounds, apart from all the others, all hatred.

They stare at each other like chickens.

The Dream Army held its wrath, and its own squabbling team was loyal. If it was unknown, it became rebellious and had no home.

Bai Yuchen and others hold their anger, and if they don't know, they are implicated, and there is no home.

As for the late rain side, it is also a holding anger: it was an enemy that could have been captured easily by raising his hand, suddenly he traumatized the person under his command and so on. Even so, the winning and losing result was still the first, but at the last moment of the winning and losing decision, suddenly he killed out of his mind...

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