Zhanxian

At this time, those who used to be so high that they used to treat Sun Ling like a rat, how dare you take Sun Ling's words? Keep your head down and don't dare to come out of the atmosphere, better than when their disciples and grandchildren met them.

If Yang Chen and others can read the minds of these people, they will surely find the remorse thoughts in these minds.

I knew which great god Yang Chen was carrying around, and they would not have known to stop them until they had eaten and stood up. The newcomers and some low-level guys never had a chance to see what the hell was going on, and even they just heard that they'd never seen what the real deal was.

If you really want to do this, I'm afraid sometimes it's not about whether you want to die, it's about whether you can die or not. Even his own family and people will be frantically involved. Which great god scolds the winds and clouds in the fairy realm for many years. Even my own Heavenly King dares to hunt down the lawless God, killing a few brothers and destroying several sects is a matter?

Why did the guy who was the strongest hear who asked you to do it, or when I did it, it would be like being pardoned, and I would die myself, and I would also like to thank who the great god is merciful, where is the name of the murder that can only be cast by the lives of one or two people? Distinction is the most brutal killing machine.

He himself stood behind him and expressed his dissatisfaction, and these men who recognized his origins were busy using an unmistakable slaughter of his escaped companions to please the great gods.

Yang Chen clearly saw that none of the escaped guys were able to escape, and all the dead bodies were over there. Prior to the arrogant collection of Grand Sun Ling's son, Zhenzhen Xianjunxiu, stared at a pair of unmeditating dead fish eyes lying over there at this moment, his heart has not been penetrated by any Fabao hole.

“Why bother?” Yang Chen shook his head and sighed. In my heart, I can't help but envy this fierce fame. Look at people. Even letting their opponents commit suicide without their own hands is a grace to others. The one who committed suicide thanked Dade before he died. Compared to any great god, he is too far behind.

Thinking back now, how lucky is Yang Chen to find out which three attacks he was able to block? At that time, it was at least a hundred times less powerful than it is now. Moreover, in the Heavenly Capital, he was worried about his actions. He may also be afraid of Brother Lee Seung in the geographic map of Mountain River. He was lucky to survive.

See if you're lucky enough. The whole fairy world is probably one of only a few people who can face the survival of the Great God. That alone is enough to make Yang Chen stink for years.

“Senior, shall we go back and start over?” He shook his head and threw these messy things out of his mind. Yang Chen asked which one: “I was just disturbed and I had to come back. ”

“Mmm!” He shouted, but his eyes swept away from the young men who had just surrendered.

A few tens of thousands of true immortal servants were swept away by the eyes, and their hearts were all beaten together. Those who just disturbed Yang Chen Alchemy are the ones who happen to be the ones. If the Great God were to pursue this matter again, they would not be able to eat and go.

I should have known to wait honestly when Sun Ling first said it. Where would it be like this? But none of them dared to show a little dissatisfaction, and at this time they wanted to regret it, which is the real taste of life.

“And some nasty bugs follow.” I hate bugs, “he said, disgusted. ”

In the talking room, which hand grabbed the red skyscraper floating right next to his arm. At this time, Yang Chen and the women discovered that the top of the Mixed Skies did not know when it had drifted to the ground.

But right now, it's definitely not as simple as floating on the ground. The great god reached out only slightly and a long string of red shadows was pulled out of the underground.

When Yang Chen saw this scene, he wondered where none of the escaped men could escape even if they had not been hunted down by their own companions. It was a joke that the Great God had long blocked the surrounding area of space with a mixed sky, and escaped under a mixed sky.

Those who were pursued were one thing, but there was another group of monks. Even though Yang Chenming knew there would be many people chasing him, Yang Chenming was still frightened when he brought back hundreds of friars bound from underground at great speed.

All of these followers of Yang Chen are very far behind Yang Chen. Yang Chen is busy healing his wounds, and doesn't pay much attention to the back. Besides, Yang Chen didn't feel that he knew that those monks would be followed, so he went to let go.

But the Great God only reached out lightly, and the worst of these cultivation was also the Great Golden Immortal Peak of the Great Golden Immortal. The masters were tied up and brought in front of Yang Chen as if they were jaws. Each of them is several times stronger than at the peak of the previous Yang dynasty, but at this moment they are simply waiting to slaughter the lamb.

While tracking Yang Chen, he was suddenly caught by a red shadow that didn't know where to get out, and these experts realized it was bad. This feeling was even worse when it was pulled in front of Yang Chen. However, when they see where one end of the red shadow falls in their hands and where they see it, at least half of these tracking masters start to shake directly. The other half is not shaken, but does not recognize at all which is the divine Lord.

In the hearts of countless experts, hatred can not directly break into pieces a moment ago, why should they be tracking the benefits of greed from Yang Chen? If you are not greedy or the forces behind you are not greedy, how can you meet this god of slaughter?

“I hate sneaky bugs!” It's a very rude saying: “Although I've been such a worm before, I still hate it! ”

He must have been the one who hid behind the Cutting Sendai Palace. From what I said, it was clear that he was quite upset about his experience. At this time, Yang Chen doesn't dare to say anything more. Let him do whatever he wants.

The next moment, Mixed Sky began to tighten frantically, and the blood came out frantically on the hundreds of masters who were tied up, but these people could not even struggle.

“Don't waste so much blood!” Yang did not look at the anxiety of the murderer at 1: 00 a.m. Instead, he took out the blood demon vine flying sword and absorbed the blood that was squeezed out like juice.