The black-pressed monk's army was intimidating to kill and killed red eyes.Yun Butterfly with an enemy of three, the battle against the three Holy Spirit realm practitioners, actually can fight the same, purple Xuan also stopped a holy realm of the priest, fiercely fighting in one place.

“Ah.”

The screams cut through the sky, the cloud butterfly was trembling, and he turned his head to see that the same door sister was put through the chest with a long gun and sprayed with blood.

Bam

The cloud butterfly and the three strong people who were forced to shake the Holy Spirit, the mouth was bleeding, and the three old people were also three steps back from her shock, and their faces were shocked, they could not understand that a woman who looked weak, the actual combat effectiveness was so strong.

Po

The cloud butterfly body flew upside down, the white mango flashed, a white horse training and went away, and the gunman watched how high the blood of his head and body was separated from his body, and at the same time, his spirit was also affected, and the wave of the storm rushed into the sea of knowledge.

A flower faded, watching the familiar face have gone far away from himself, a heart of the cloud butterfly is going to be broken, if not because of her, how can these people find this place, how can they attack?

She blamed herself, she was more heartbroken, looking at the three corpses on the ground at the same door, watching the sisters who were still fighting and fighting the enemy, the cloud butterfly was not sad, she did not cry, she wanted revenge, and let the monks who were against them pay the price of blood.

The strength is very different, the cloud butterfly did not think of leaving with the same door first, but every time the monk forced back.She also has a master who has given a treasure of space law, but it takes time to practice.

The angry cloud butterfly was terrible, and the cold sound rang all around.

"Today, I will all be buried with you."

The cold voice was so ruthless, the spiritual world of the weak meat she understood from a young age, but at that time her heart was kind and did not want to kill.Even if she enters the moon shrine, she is also good to others, and even if someone is difficult for her, she will not fight.

Today, the original wildness is inspired, and those people brutally kill the same door for their own gain.

At first, it was like a trickle, making people feel peaceful, but the next moment, the sound of the piano becomes high and exciting, like a horse rushing, like a thousand horses in the slaughter.

Hitch

The head rolled down, the body like dumplings fell from mid-air, the whole mountain and river became blood red, bloody smell filled in the void, mixed in the air, floating in all directions.

Luo

Mars splashed, a Holy Spirit realm practitioner resisting sound waves, and the powerful impact force made him unable to grasp his weapons, and all had to fly out, and the powerful force almost flew out of his impact.

He did not do it intentionally, but an unconscious action, and because of this, a fierce spirit in his eyes, the red light in his eyes disappeared.When he saw the monks who had been beheaded in all directions, he could not help but produce a chill in his heart.

Looking at a group of unfought monks and looking at the wounds on the body, the old man finally understood in his heart that those people had lost their hearts and had been controlled by secrets.

Not only did he find it wrong, but even the purple Xuan saw that the bodies on the mountain piled up into a hill, and those people were like crazy, regardless of the killing, they had only one goal, and they were all beheaded.

She knew very well that once the cloud butterfly took out the guqin, it was most suitable for group warfare and had a very powerful deterrent effect on the enemy, but instead of being shocked and deterred by the person at this moment, it stimulated their animal nature and howled to kill.

There were too many monks, dense, and each one of them killed red eyes, like mad beasts.

"Shut up, we'll help you."

With a roar, two men came out of the crowd, like two lions and tigers, and the monks around them fell down a large group.They were also very shocked, and with the sound of the harp, the monks fell like dumplings into the mountains, and they could not die.

They did not lose their jobs, resist the attack of the sound wave, they were shocked, the sound wave is so powerful that even they almost died, thanks to the magic weapon given by the elders.

"Take them away."

Zixuan roared and saw the two people who had been killed by Shen Tuhong and the punishment, and the latter killed a bloody road, which was the best time to break through.

Shen Tuhong, the two people are very simple, with the disciples of the moon shrine rushing out, the two people in the middle road, snow, Yiya two people one left and one right to support, the sound of the cloud butterfly in front of the road, the birth of a torn out a mouth.

She had no view of the great battlefield, but all the monks present were basically at war, and only two people were watching with cold eyes, which was strange.

Bomb

The breath of the purple spoon broke out, the waves swept out, the strong force of the Holy Spirit's realm of perfection, she wanted to take the opportunity to kill, and found that it was difficult, the monks were too many, and the denseness was full of vanity, even if their strength was strong, it was by no means the opponent of so many people.

After a moment of fighting, the same door was killed, and most of its own spiritual strength was consumed, and even if there was a supplement of the drug, it could not withstand this consumption, but in desperation, it could only withdraw.

“Sister, let’s go.”

The machine can not be lost again, purple squat while retreating, while greeting the cloud butterfly.

“Killed.”

Finally killed out, the clothes are stained with blood, there are enemies and their own, the cloud butterfly retreated, while beheading the chasing monk with the sound of the piano.

"How are these people like crazy to kill you, how you have offended these crazy people."

Shen Tuhong killed the enemy, while asking, the two of them do not understand why these people chasing the women, they have escaped tens of thousands of miles, but still can not dump the monks behind.Moreover, there are other monks along the way, and the number is still rising.

It’s scary, it’s chilling.

Shen Tuhong and the two men pursued the trail of purple, one step later than the latter, when they felt that the Rosehen Mountains, which had been surrounded by monks, had been at war.

The two mixed up in the crowd, trying to see what was going on, the sound waves made them scared, they couldn't see what was going on inside, there were too many people to break in.Even the power of God’s mind was scattered by the sound waves, and it was terrible.

When they saw the woman with a white veil, like the immortals under the mortals, were amazed by her determination and sharpness, was this still a human means, and killing was as easy as cutting melons and vegetables.

Simple contact, they believe that Zixuan is a person, not the kind of murder-like person, and, she is so beautiful, how can she kill for no reason?It must have been these people who bumped into them, and they also found out that the abnormalities of those people, unlike normal people.

“Go out and talk.”Violet escorted the crowd to evacuate, and after she broke off the two men with Yun Butterfly, she ruthlessly killed the monk who had been chased.

"Come on, the more you can escape, the better."

The cold laughter came from the old man's throat, and he expected to see such a situation, and the more the monk's army, his purpose would soon be achieved, and the dead souls were taken away by him.

Bounce!

The flames poured down from the sky, and many monks were burned to charred, not even the spirit was left, and the opportunity to be reincarnated was lost.

A man wearing a long purple shirt, who had not yet arrived, had been attacked, and had been attacked, and a large monastic who had hunted the cloud butterfly and others had wiped out a large area, and more than a dozen figures followed him, who followed the man, but not the man's speed.

“Brother Yi Xian, save the cloud butterfly sister.”

Shu Xiang burst into tears, eyes and tears, she saw the hope of survival, although the strength of the cloud butterfly sister is strong, but the enemy is too much, many of them were injured, even the cloud butterfly is no exception, the white clothes are full of blood.

Although the monks lost their jobs and became a killing machine, their instincts were still there, throwing weapons and injuring them.When her strength was strong and spiritual strength could not keep up, her body was created at that time, and Zixuan was also constantly entangled in the palm of his Holy Spirit, and the blood flowed out of her mouth, so bright, so dazzling.

"Kill me."

Seeing the cloud butterfly injured, rarely in the heartless opening of the fairy, this time, he brought more than a dozen monks in the perfect field of the Holy Spirit, killing those monks is simply cutting melons and cutting vegetables, less than a moment of effort, chasing the monks instinctively feel fear, stop, but roar like a wolf.

“Killing those two men may restore their minds, they are controlled.”

Violet gasped and stopped the freshness of Yixian, she did not want to be hostile to the monks of the eternal world, which was inconsistent with their original intention of their experience, and could not be confessed to the Master.

Killing is too heavy, it may affect the teacher's Tao fruit, she can not even affect the master, can not even involve the master.The important thing is that the monks are controlled and do not know what they are doing, and even if they are killed, they are iniquity.

Little than Yi Xian also saw that these monks were very abnormal, their eyes were red, and their eyes were only strong killing intention, and there was no emotion to speak of.

“If these people dare to offend the Shrine of the Moon, they should pay the price.”Freshly, he looked at the two old men in the distance and said to a man about 40 years old next to him: "Uncle Qian, take the two, I want them to die."

The man was medium in stature, the national face, two sword eyebrows, a face of the air, heard the command of the yixian, immediately turned into a stream of light, straight to the two old people and went straight to the two old people.

Freshly in the face of the cloud butterfly, his face was full of teasing concerns, and he whispered, “Does it matter?”

Looking at the men around him, Yun Butterfly shook her head, indicating that it was not a big problem, and looking at the slaughtered monks, she had no sympathy.

Looking at the wound on the cloud butterfly, rarely bursting with Yi Xian, these people dare to hurt the cloud butterfly, then damned, can not live, so he gave the death order, everyone must die, he wants to export the cloud butterfly, let them pay the due price.

In the void, the real embodiment of human life mustard, the monk's body is stacked on the mountain, and the whole Roselle Mountains are not stained red.

"Don't kill me, please let me go."

The middle-aged man did not humiliate the mission, the two old people were captured back, they were extremely serious, close to the edge of death, but there was still a breath, did not die.

Little did not heed their pleas, turned to look at the cloud butterfly, and said, “How do you think they died?”

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