Chapter 274 Big Wave

The horrible demon killed wantonly in Yuanying's battlefield, which was invincible and stirred up the world. Outside the war temple, the many forces watching the battle were also extremely apparing.

Fate blood, magic door scattered cultivation!

This name rises like the sun, shocking everyone's hearts. Although it is only a practitioner in the Yuanying period, it has a terrible magic, which makes countless strong people awe-inspiring!

473 God of War Order, such a proud achievement, makes the names arranged below it dull, and the God of War Order is still growing rapidly at a terrible speed. Moreover, whenever his god of war orders increase, a righteous disciple is bound to fall directly.

Yes, it was not to admit defeat and was transmitted to the main hall of the Temple of War, but fell.

"Who is this blood enemy? Magic Gate Sanxiu, how can it be so perverted! How can it be possible to kill six righteous disciples in one fell swoop!"

"Look! His God of War order increased by five more, killing a vacuum disciple!"

"Ah! How could this happen! My genius in the Crystal Sword Palace! Ranked seventh on the list of Yuanying God of War, he was killed by this blood! Damn it! What on earth is he from?

Although the divine list and the combined list are changing, it is much slower. Only the Yuanying list is extremely changing. A demon disciple called revenge blood kills everywhere, and countless righteous disciples fall. Sometimes one or two, sometimes three or five fall together. This situation is too terrible.

"Ah! No! Who is this bloodshed? He killed my son! Damn it!" At this moment, another angry roar came out, like a bereavement, a master of Taoism.

It's not just him. At this moment, there are too many people called blood hatred, and most of them are righteous. In addition to anger, there was also a strong doubt in everyone's hearts. This bloodshed had never heard of such a person before. At this time, it was so shocking that it killed people like cutting vegetables.

The righteous people roared angrily, the devil, and the demons mocked and laughed, and at the same time praised the blood.

At the top of an ancient tree in Cangmang Mountain, at this moment, an old man is sitting, thin and dressed in black, with a vulture crutch in his hand, and a black smoke keeps rotating around his body, making a sad and long roar. The old man had a cold face and stared at the Yuanying list for a long time before he smiled with satisfaction, "blood hatred... Yes, it's a top seedling, free repair... It can barely become the mantle of my big poisonous king... Three months, I can only suppress three months, so do I have to survive the disaster?"

At the same time, many giant-level existences are also being discussed.

"What is the origin of this bloodshed? Why is it so strong? Is it a distraction and a strong man in the combination period?"

"Impossible! If so, he can't pass through the disaster demon array at all. You know, this array is controlled by the old demon of the demon clan and the immortal ancestor of Taoist sect, and there will be no such a big mistake!"

"Yes, even the war temple also has unimaginable fairy power. At the beginning, there was a strong man in the combination period who hid in the body of a strong Confucianism in the early stage of distraction, and was directly found and killed."

Countless comments are ringing, and many righteous forces are very worried. They and their disciples are at risk of being killed by this blood at any time in the battlefield of Yuanying.

"Look! This bloodshed and killed three more Taoist disciples! Fierce! It's too fierce!"

Because of blood hatred, the other two lists were ignored by many people, both of whom were absorbed and stared at the Yuanying God of War list.

There is no doubt that this blood will become an aus of good and evil fighting method for thousands of years, which will not only win great glory for the evil way, but also crush all opponents and create his own legend in a terrible way!

Moco stayed in the closed palace for half a day. After a passage reappeared, he immediately flashed and left the place.

In a palace, an amazing fight is going on. Moko hides his body and hides in the corner and watches it with interest.

The two sides of the war are obviously full of geniuses, especially the strong young man who is full of demonic spirit, with a thick a mountain-like flame, an inexplicable pressure from the body, which makes people feel heavy.

"Roar..."

The strong young man roared, winding like a giant dragon, sometimes telescopic, sometimes shaking, with his fists across a sad and beautiful arc, with a fierce spirit, with a fist bombarded out! Domineering! Ferocious! Wild! Going forward! High above!

What fights with the strong youth is a tall and burly man with a full face and domineering eyebrows.

"The big river is surging!"

The man shouted, moved his feet, and instantly turned into a vague shadow. Suddenly, a silver-white gun appeared in his hand, which seemed to be an extremely simple straight stab!

Wang!

A powerful stab!

"Rumble~~"

Clearly, under this thorn, the silver-white long gun actually carried the roaring sound of the river, as if carrying rolling waves. The momentum was amazing. The whole long gun produced terrible waves in an instant, like a terrible wave in the dark, sweeping the world and devouring everything.

"Hahaha..... Open! Open! Open it!"

In the face of all this, the strong young man roared, his body shook, like an evil dragon going to sea, and wandering in the terrible wave between turns, there was a sense of skill.

The two roared repeatedly, both of which were amazing geniuses, with many means and wonderful fighting, which opened Moko's eyes.

After a while, the domineering man couldn't resist. He roared helplessly and fought hard. Then, he ran towards the passage. As for the strong young man, he naturally refused to let go of the other party easily, like a shadow and chased him.

On the list of distraction, Yuan Tianang is still at the top of the list at this time. This person is worthy of being the first young Taoist, and his strength is also a terrible mess.

The fighting method was going on. During this period, Moke met several famous geniuses of emperors again. There were both good and evil, the young master of white bones, and Jin Rilie. With the invisible beads of Vientiane, he was always out of the matter, and no one found his trace.

After searching for a long time, Moko still didn't find a clue.

And after stepping into a palace, Moke, who had been indifferent and casual, suddenly changed his face!

In this palace, at this time, there is a handsome scholar standing proudly, with a Confucian clothes floating, his face like crown jade, holding a scroll of ancient books in his hand, and his eyes are as bright as stars. On the opposite side of the scholar, a man kept bleeding, but his body stood upright, showing an unyielding will.

This hemoptysis man is Moke's sworn brother, Ling Shaofeng!

"Brother! Stop it!"

Under such circumstances, Moko couldn't help shouting and appeared in the palace.

Step out, Moke came to Ling Shaofeng's side and said with concern, "Brother, are you all right?"

Huh? Second brother, have you also come to participate in the fight between good and evil? Don't worry, it's just a small injury. Ling Shaofeng was a little surprised by the appearance of Moke and erased the blood stains from the corners of his mouth.

"Pa..."

At this moment, a few crisp sounds interrupted the conversation between the two.

The scholar smiled proudly, and the medieval book slapped him in the palm of his hand again. Then he slowly said, "The successor of the Yinyang Sect is nothing more than that. Compared with Xuanyuanjie of Juntian Pavilion, he is very disappointed! I'm really disappointed!"

"Wu Xingyun! You!"

Ling Shaofeng's face twitched violently and stared at the other party fiercely, like a humiliated beast.

"Hahaha... What, am I wrong? You and I vowed to hand over all the God of War orders first, and I will not embarrass you. As for you, the little monk, hand over all the gods of war. Looking directly at the two, Wu Xingyun opened his mouth proudly, with a smell of Ji's instructions.

"Wu Xingyun, you are so arrogant!"

Angry, Ling Shaofeng stood with a sword, looking like he was going to fight again.