Holy Land? Nothing More!
Chapter 1627:Holy Land? Nothing More!
Calling out...
The wind is blowing and the dust is shining.
The whole world seemed to be silent at the moment.
Those who are far away from the strong God cannot help but look at this place.
Between the Lin Yang moves, the spread out of the momentum, and even let the hearts of those people, can not help but tremble.
The screams of the old man?Stopped!
What is the result of the dust?
Is the fight over?
Keep a look together!
Tens of thousands of meters away, onlookers, holding their breath, dare not breathe!
The whole world, unprecedentedly quiet, only the whistling of the wind!
It was as if an era had passed, and finally, in the wind, the dust gradually dispersed!
Finally, people saw the situation in the war zone.
The almost fallen wolf on the earth stood a figure at this moment.
He was surrounded by a deep abyss, emitting a cold cold air, as if the door to hell.
Hands up the sword and dances.
He is like an angel, proud of the nine heavens.
But where is he next to him?
The first old man?Where is he now?
“No...”
“The old man...”
“The old man has fallen!”
“The old man’s breath was completely gone.The cards are broken too!”
“Old man, it failed!”
“Lin Yang, he killed his father.”
“It’s over!It's all over!My father is finished, my family is finished!Who can save my family today?”
Until this moment, the people who had returned to the Jing family of God cried out loudly.If the fall of the ancestors in the middle of the Jing family before the Jing family is to let the people of the Jing family feel that the sky has fallen, then now the fall of the first ancestor of the Jing family has made everyone in the Jing family completely desperate.It was as if they had fallen into the endless hell and could not see the slightest light.Into the eye.
It is dark and cold!
The house is finished!
Even the first ancestor has fallen, today, who can save the Jing family?
The sound of pain, the sound of mourning, the city.
The whole world seems to be moving!
“God... the first ancestor of the Jing family ... really was crushed so much!”
“Lin Yang, that’s too much, isn’t it?”
“This is the first ancestor of the family!That is God’s last man!”
“Real God is late!In front of Lin Yang, it is so useless... this Lin Yang . . .
In the midst of the cries and cries of the people of the Jing family, the people on the sidelines in the distance looked at each other!
Looking at the figure in the wind, this moment, everyone's hearts are mixed.
The Lord?Lin Yang?
No matter who he is!He is already on the top of this world!He is looking down at the whole world, looking down at life!
Who can stop him now?
Decades ago, he stepped into the cycle of unwillingness and resentment, and returned again, and has become a king!
From now on, thousands of years, within the spiritual world, who can fight with him?
At this moment, that figure, that name is deeply imprinted in everyone's heart.
When the Lord returns, the king comes, who fights with him?
...
“The house is useless!”
The atmosphere between heaven and earth is so dull and terrible.
In the midst of the house, there was a cry of pain, and the heart was broken.
The noise of the distant crowd, like a sullen thunder.
The house?
Looking at the world, Lin Yang's mouth showed a sneer.
The family is useless.
The rest of us?What is Lin Yang afraid of?
“It’s your turn!”
Lin Yang turned and looked at the people of the three holy places.
It was as if the look had turned into substance.
The eyes passed, the people of the three holy places could not help but shrink their pupils and their faces were pale.
Lin Yang is strong, these people have seen before.
However, now Lin Yang's strength seems to exceed the expectations of these people!
Lin Yang at this moment, in the eyes of these people, seems to be the spokesman of death.
He is incomparable!
“Fighting!”
Finally, in the midst of that terrible look, Lin Yang’s body moved.
Brush ...
The body flashed, and the sharp sound of the emptiness came.
Lin Yang disappeared from nowhere.
“It’s not good!”
The people of the three holy places, at the same time, are creepy.
Lin Yang, who are you going to?
“No...”
It just turns out soon!
In the next second, the monk of the Middle Heavenly Presence of the Church had been at war with the monks of the Middle Heavenly Presence, and there was an endless fear in the eyes of the Mid-Miduch of Heaven, which had formed the suppression!
The breath of death came to him.
Lin Yang did not know when he appeared in front of him.
Quickly!
Under the extreme speed, even if this young monk has the strength of the middle of heaven, he cannot gain insight.
The Hm...
Lin Yang's sword, like the judgment of death, like the sickle of death, makes the monks of the middle of heaven feel the blood clotting!
Yes, he is Lin Yang's biggest goal!If we say that before Lin Yang wanted to fight quickly because of fear of the rest of the battlefield, there is no doubt that the two holy places in the middle of the court fought against the two holy priests in the early days of the ancestors, the main battle of the Jing family against Fengming Moon, the Lanjia ancestors against the late strong of the holy place, these places are Lin Yang most worried about Lin Yang.
Oh yeah!
And among them, at this moment, the battlefield that Lin Yang appears is even more precarious!
Because the Mid-Term Friar of Heaven in this holy place is infinitely close to the late heaven!
The monks of the early days of the church were wounded in a brief confrontation.
If Lin Yang can't get out, the strong people in the church at this moment are afraid that they are finished.
Lin Yang will let such a situation arise.
“Fuck off!”
In the frightened eyes of the monks in the middle of the Holy Land, Lin Yang's sword has been suppressed.
“Don’t think...”
In despair and fear, the strong in the middle of the Holy Land, resist with all your might!
The Ding...
Just a crisp collision, the fire bursting.
But see the monks of the middle of this church, the long soldier in his hand, are divided under the golden sword.
and death...
Then, in the midst of his desperate roar, Lin Yang’s sword continued to crush.
Hmmm...
Until the dull penetrating sound came, the blood mist exploded.
The world is once again in a dead silence.
“No, the sun!”
After a while, in the midst of the blood mist in the sky, the old man of the holy land who was at the same time roared.
At this moment, Lin Yang beheaded his disciple.
This is called the monk of Qingyang, but the heir of the Holy Land.
And now... how could he beheaded by Lin Yang without resistance?
This makes the late strongman who is in conflict with the vicissparts and falls into madness!
Holy Land, a single line since ancient times!
Today, Lin Yang is equivalent to shortening the root of their sacred site.
How can the old man not be mad?
“Lin Yang, I killed you!”
In the roaring, red eyes, the strong man in the late period of this holy place is to fight with Lin Yang!
“Hey, your opponent is me!”
Would it just make him want to?
In the beginning, it was this holy man who killed his wife!
Now look at the disciples in this holy place, and the heart is very happy!
Next, he will behead the old man and completely destroy this holy place.
Would he let the old man out?
The body flashes, and the viciss prosthetic old man's way!
“Slay me?Let’s talk about the trolls first!I’ll kill you when I come!”
In the distance, looking at this scene, Lin Yang's mouth was even more sneer.
The Holy Spirit?
But so!
Now in Lin Yang's eyes, they are all ants!
First, cut off the young monk in the middle of this day.
What about his master?Wait until Lin Yang returns to harvest!
Think of this side, a cold humming, turning to the other side to look.The next moment, the body flashed, once again disappeared in the same place!
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