A list of hundreds of millions of fairies and demons!
Everyone in the list of 100 people is respected by hundreds of millions of fairy godsworn.
In particular, people at the end of the list can also lightly punish and join the way.
That sentence is enough for all monks to smell the color change. This is also what it is. I know that the big man like the iron tower is ranked fiftieth in the Tianjiao list. Hundreds of thousands of monks have been insulted by him, and no one has the courage to fight back.
On the contrary, I’m excited to witness the upcoming fighting between the two heavenly beings. Although many monks want to leave for the dragon tail land quickly at this time, they are afraid of offending the two heavenly beings and have to bear it for a while.
Master in the tower with a wrought iron stick big fellow at this time his face is full of unhappiness staring at the white boy.
"Don’t push your luck, Uncle Bai. If it weren’t for hurry to the forbidden area of beaten tail, I would have cleaned you up early. You are just the 52nd person on the Tianjiao list who is qualified to speak in front of the uncle."
One bite is like nine days of thunder, and each one is like a meteorite falling and hitting the earth, which is shocking.
Being glared at by the big fellow, the elegance of the young man’s face is with a faint smile, as if it were no surprise. The contempt in Hankou is slowly extending the palm of your hand.
"Hum"
Suddenly, there was a white robe boy in Guigong Palace, and a white sword suddenly appeared in his hand.
The hilt, the blade, the blade … are all snow-white and three feet three inches long. Gu Zhuo is full of body, and the breath is hidden in the white light. I can’t feel it at all.
However, when this sword appeared, there were people in the place, including the arrogant big fellow Tong Pang, whose face was full of breath. Hundreds of thousands of monks were excited and scared, and Pang Zongtong had to show dignified color.
"That’s … ancient Taoist Bai Yue sword?"
A friar on a hill looked at Gao, a white sword that attracted everyone’s attention. It seemed that he remembered the narrative mouth of Tianjiao List and murmured involuntarily.
Holding the sword in his hand, the breath of a young man in a white robe changed wildly.
I don’t know when that faint smile disappeared. Instead, it contained poverty, murder and coldness. A Dawson white light was born around the white light, and all the surrounding light was cut and shattered, and a piece of independence was abruptly cut out.
It’s a sword and a murderous look. It’s turned into a murderous look.
Surrounded by those horrible murderous looks, if you can say that you were a beautiful teenager before, now you can see that it is a statue of killing God in white from hell.
"If you don’t let it today, you have to … let it!"
The last word was suddenly exported, and the avatar was killed for nothing.
A stunning white mountain, such as Leng Yue Hui, was born in an instant, and the flower skillfully went towards the tower-like body of Tong Pang.
Come on! Rumby, come on!
No fancy is a sword, not a sword.
Crossing the virtual cutting, everything can’t be stopped. When you touch the virtual cutting, it will break into the middle, and it will disappear thousands of feet apart. Even the blink of an eye can’t come. That sen is as white as the moonlight, and Tong Pang’s eyebrows appear.
Kill kendo! The sword is out! Slaughter!
Hundreds of thousands of monks with their heads held high felt their eyes blurred, and their pupils were covered with reflected swords and mangs. A stabbing pain from the depths of their souls immediately made many people groan.
"bang"
Stabbed it to the sky, and the sword mans instantly fell between Tong Pang’s eyebrows.
There was a loud noise, and the white mans exploded and scattered, enough to instantly smash hundreds of mountain killing swords, but Tong Pang smashed them after the collision between the eyebrows.
The sword mountain was blocked and fractured, and a furious roar in the surging white mountain resounded through the whole Hualong mountain range.
"moo!"
Roaring like a mountain, it seems that thousands of monks will be forced to fall in the future. They wish they could not lie prone on their bodies and hearts, but they would "bang bang bang" and beat wildly. Those who have to cover their ears are in pain.
"Boom …"
Sword and awn have not cleared away, and suddenly a huge figure will come out from the inside and set foot on the sky like an ancient giant. The fact that horses appear in the eyes of hundreds of thousands of monks is not much difference.
Pang Tong’s figure disappeared and rushed out. It turned out to be a giant with a pair of horns.
"Looking for death!"
It’s terrible that the word Pang Tongyin is spit out with two long and extremely white smoke columns.
He was outraged. Although Bai Yue turned into a demon warrior before he started work, after all, he abruptly suffered a killing sword. It was an ancient killing kendo, not an ordinary staple goods color, and the eyebrows were hurt by the sword. Pang Tong turned into a warrior and went to kill the past with a killing sword.
The body is as high as dozens of feet, and the muscles are as hard as red copper, and the ribs are like black vines. A pair of winding horns seem to pierce the whole sky, and the breath is fierce and fierce. No one has ever seen or experienced such momentum.
Usually, you can throw your weight around and fight high. Compared with the giant cow, it becomes a native tile dog in an instant.
There are two monks in the Hualong Mountain range. I can’t believe it. Looking at a mountain, it’s killing a statue of a cow monster.
"This is the cow magic war body? It’ s terrible, and you can’ t be enemies! "
The words that make people almost desperate spit out from the mouth of the strong man in the same situation, and everyone can hear that the strong man is afraid that he has lost his fighting spirit and even has no courage to kill the cow demon.