MTL - Fanatic Martial God-Chapter 2067 Strong enemy attack

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"Hey!" The figure floated on the sky, the cold eyes glanced at the chamber of commerce, and the sneer sneered: "The broken marks, you are best to be honest, dare to intervene to help the soul of the temple, this young master will be personally Eliminate the St. Cloud Chamber of Commerce!"

The short-selling did not leave the Chamber of Commerce, so he closed his eyes on the void.

The next day, the turbid wind was in accordance with the command of the hollow, leading the fifteenth to the Emperor of the Holy Emperor and fifteen masters of the Saints to the Chamber of Commerce.

"See the Lord of the Temple!" With the turbid wind as the head, the strong and powerful are all knees and knees with respectful greetings.

"Get up." The corner of the mouth rose slightly, and the hollowed out faintly smiled: "In the five major forces of the Bawang Temple, the weakest is the Qingyi Palace, the turbid wind, you take them to the Qingyi Palace, kill Innocent."

"The first lord of the ancestral hall, the relationship with Xiao Chen is good, as well as the Ziyun Pavilion and the Beidou Temple and the Xuan Ming Temple in the Eastern Region. Do you want to destroy them together?" A slight meal, the turbid wind asked respectfully.

"Don't worry, slowly accompany them to play." A corner of the mouth smirked a cold sneer, hollowed out.

"Yes! The Lord of the Temple!" The turbid wind respectfully, did not dare to make the slightest.

A strong lineup emerged, and a strong horror of horror permeated from the sky. In the Chamber of Commerce, a small commotion was set off.

"What do you want to do with this stupid boy?" In the Chamber of Commerce, I noticed a lot of powerful atmosphere, and asked the elders to worry.

"President, should he not want to deal with us?" His face suddenly changed, his eyes flashed with horror, and he was astonished by water.

"Hey! He doesn't have the guts yet." A slight cold scream, the broken marks smack cold, no fear.

Without the slightest pause, the turbid wind immediately led the strongman behind the lightning bolt to the portal. Soon after, the hollow figure disappeared strangely.

The tyrants of the sacred temples are now retreating, even the five powerful forces of the Holy Emperor are retreating to meet the war.

It is undoubtedly the best opportunity to take a shot at this time.

Of course, the hollowing out naturally does not know that the strong people of the Bawang Soul Temple are retreating to meet the war. He is just doing whatever he wants, and he wants to take the shot.

Near the Qingyi Holy Palace, there is no disability and frequent activities here. The purpose is to prevent Lin Xiaotian from secretly dealing with the Qingyi Palace. He is here to guard and is also Xiao Chen.

"Well? This breath is..." There was no disability in the dark cultivation. Suddenly, I felt a very horrible breath. I suddenly opened my eyes and my face changed. I was shocked and said: "It is a turbid wind!"

In addition to the turbid wind, there are more than a dozen of the Holy Emperor, as well as many masters of the Holy King, a terrible breath is rapidly bursting towards the direction of the Qingyi Palace.

"What are they doing here? The **** big brother and the holy soul protect them all in retreat, this is broken!" Wrinkled, no sorrow, and rushed to the Qinglan Palace.

"Fang Gongzhu, there are enemies attacking, and immediately deploying well."

In the retreat, Fang Qianxing heard the sound of no disability, and his eyes opened fiercely. He said in a hurry: "The great elders, fast pass, and strong enemies!"

Under the command of the elders of Mengfei, the strong members of the Qinglan Palace and the brothers and brothers of Xiao Chen in the past have gathered in the square.

"A terrible breath! Fifteen Holy Emperors, fifty masters of the Holy King!" Fang Qianxing and other strong people also sensed the terrible breath of lightning. The faces of everyone It is full of dignity.

The strength of the Qingyi Palace has become stronger, including Fang Qianxing, and there are as many as five people in the Holy Emperor. Among the disciples, the disciples of Miao Cui Ling’s generation, Zhao Yuxi and others have been promoted. The realm of the Holy King.

But it is such a powerful strength, in the face of lightning-like strong enemy, the strength is a huge difference.

The disciples of Miao Cui Ling and other disciples are secretly guessing what a strong enemy is, so terrible! The Qinglan Palace has never provoked such a terrible enemy.

"Hey!"

A moment later, the sound of a piercing sound broke from the sky, and everyone in the Qinglan Palace saw a large black shadow from the high-altitude explosion.

In the middle of a few breaths, the 65 strong men headed by the turbid winds are already over the Qingyi Palace. The horrible atmosphere permeates and covers the entire Qing Palace. The terrible imposing pressure has shaken many disciples. Soft to the ground, his face pale and twisted, it is extremely painful.

"turbid wind!" The face was extremely dignified, and Mori's cold eyes stared at the turbid wind, and no words were spit out.

"It turned out to be a disabled leader." His eyes glanced at the disability, the turbid wind sneered, and the fierce murder broke out without any disguise.

"The Kuikui Temple is mostly turbid!" Wrinkled, Fang Qianxing whispered: "This is troublesome. They are doing this at this time. It is extremely unfavorable to us. They are all closed."

"Miao Shijie, Zhao brother, quickly inform Xiao Chen, or we will all die." A disciple was alarmed.

Liu Mei was slightly stunned, and his eyes were staring at the sky. Miao Cui Ling calmly said: "Did you not hear the **** command? In order to meet the war, they are all closed, I am afraid that Xiao Chen is now retreating."

"Let Bendu try to test the strength of the lord of the lord of the lord." The disdainful gaze stared at the ruinless, sullen wind and cold smile, a look of playful look.

The turbid wind is the peak of the late Emperor, and there is no disability just the mid-term of the Holy Emperor. The difference in strength can be described as extremely huge, completely incapable of turbidity.

"call out!"

"boom!"

"puff!"

The voice of the turbid wind fell, and the figure was bursting out with lightning. The speed was terrible. It brought a sharp sound of breaking the air, followed by a thunderous explosion. No disappointment was unresponsive and his face changed. Immediately, a stream of blood was sprayed out and the figure fell back.

"Fast!" Even if it is already very vigilant, and the gods are locked in the turbid wind, but no disability can not be reflected, the heart of the earthquake.

"No disability leader!" Fang Qianxing and other people's face is suddenly changed, and they are worried about it.

Among the Qingyi Palace, it can be said that the strength of the disabled is the most powerful, but now it is seriously injured by the turbid wind, which undoubtedly brought despair to the Qinglan Palace.

"So terrible strength, how can this be played?" The disciples swallowed in horror, all of them were fearful, and their hearts were filled with helpless feelings, and all the bodies were shaking.

Fang Qianxing quickly rushed out to save the wounded, and his heart was also anxious.

"The big commander, how are you?" Supporting the wounded and not disabled, Fang Qianxing worried.

Shaking his head slightly, no worries: "I...nothing..."

"Hey, the strength of the overlord temple is not so good." The face screamed with arrogance, and the sneer sneered.

The fierce eyes are staring at the turbid wind, and the serious injuries are not disfigured, and there is nothing to say.

"Do it! One does not stay!" The beater slammed and sighed.

"No way!" The heart is secretly anxious, it is related to the life and death of the Qinglan Palace. Nothing can only be rushed to the **** voice: "Blood brother, come to the Qingyi Palace, the windy wind they shot! Come A lot of strong!"

In the temple of the soul of the soul, the blood of the cultivation is being heard, and the sound of no disability is heard. The eyes are suddenly opened, and the face is suddenly full of worries. The dark channel: "Not good, no injuries!"

The heart was in a hurry, **** and quick to suppress the power of the drug in the body, and also refused a lot, and quickly swayed out of the palace, and immediately wanted to cast a teleport.

"Blood? What is so anxious?" Xiao Chen, who walked in the main palace square and Muqing, noticed that **** rushing out, could not help but ask.

Xiao Chen just left the customs yesterday. After getting the herbs from the ancient medicine gods, I wanted to continue the retreat. Unexpectedly, Mu Qing also went out. Xiao Chen had to accompany her lover first.

"Small lord? Are you out of the customs?" A slight sigh, **** a little surprised, and immediately hurriedly said: "The turbid wind started, no injuries, in the Qingyi Palace, the subordinates must rush immediately, The Lord of the Temples will bring people to help!"

After that, bloodyness has disappeared.

"Bad, the turbid wind actually chose this time to shoot, this bastard!" The face suddenly fell down, Xiao Chen bite his teeth, his fists clenched and squeaked.

"Xiao Chen brother, you are also rushing past, **** so anxious, I think the turbid wind brought a lot of strong." Liu Mei slightly, Mu Qing dignified.

"The night soul and the cold emperor are all closed, Qinger, you immediately go to the drug **** predecessors, I hope that the drug **** predecessors have not closed, I will rush over now." Wrinkled, Xiao Chen anxious, the body shape is also followed The body disappeared.

Over the Qingyi Palace, the Holy Emperor and the Holy Power have been swiftly swooping down and are planning to kill.

"Turkish wind! Are you coming to death?" Bloody suddenly appeared, and the fierce anger and screams resounded through the Qing Palace. The horrible murderous suffocation swept out, and the strong people brought by the turbid winds were frightened.

"You don't have to worry, this commander blocks the blood! Kill them all!" The face smirked, the wind and the wind were cold, and it was also the force that provoked the horror.

"Space is forbidden!" The fierce scream, the **** wave, the horrible power madness swept through, and the sacred emperor and the holy monarchs who were swooping down were all imprisoned.

"broken!"

"Hey!"

A fierce cold drink, the power of terror burst out, and the space was broken and instantly broken.

"Blood, I want to delay the time and don't see who your opponent is, bloody, not afraid to tell you, you have to die today!" The sneer sneer, the chest has a well-behaved appearance.

"Hands!" Seeing that the enemy is approaching, there is no way. Fang Qianxing also screamed and rushed out to the head of a holy emperor.

Among the Qingyi Palace, the elders such as the elders of Mengfei, all of them are rising in the sky, and the disciples of the monarchs such as Miao Cui Ling are also fearless.

The strength is huge, the blood is intercepted by the turbid wind, and there is no serious injury. This battle, I am afraid that the Qing Palace will be destroyed.

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