Immortal Voices Chapter 539: Hurry up
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Ling Juncong stood up in order to fight for a sigh of relief, and then the Great General of the Ming Army waved his hand, and thousands of troops rushed in.
Everyone: "..."
Ling Juncong: "..." I want to regret it, but it's too late.
Countless arrows gathered from the yin spirit came over the sky, and the monks were busy putting down layers of protective shields all over their bodies. The golden immortals could no longer sit still, and if they continued to pretend to force them, they might all die. Here it is.
The Golden Immortal monk floating in the clouds, one person, one cloud head, one Daxia, one each of the three dynasties, three great dynasties, and four great families, there are eleven.
Bei Zhao's enshrined eyes looked at the enshrined in the Eastern Jin dynasty with cold eyes, an old face with a stern face: "If you hadn't stopped, I would have eradicated Emperor Xu."
The beards and hairs of the Eastern Jin Dynasty worship are all white, but the complexion is ruddy, and she looks much younger than the Bei Zhao worship. She smiled and said: "The four great families will not let you do that."
When she said this, if there is something like nothing, she swept over the Xijiang offerings, which seemed to be irrelevant.
Xijiang Jifu smiled and said: "Since the opportunity has been missed, it is useless to mention the old things again, so let me concentrate on dealing with the current crisis."
A trace of unwillingness flashed in Bei Zhao's eyes, but he didn't say much.
Several elders of the four great families looked at each other, and a smile flashed in their eyes.
Surely it is right to prevent Emperor Xu from having trouble. It is better not to break the powerful situation of the four dynasties, otherwise there will be changes in the pattern of the continents, which will not be good for them.
Especially they are still trying their best to win over the demon lord. The relationship between Emperor Xu and the demon lord is not a secret. Zhuge Jiming is still with the demon lord. Although they are not on the side of Emperor Xu, they promise The fate of Emperor Xu can still be done.
The elders of Three Avenue Field sat cross-legged on the void without saying a word, as if not caring about the tit-for-tat scene in front of him.
Immediately, they all cast their attention.
As far as I could see, all the arrows shook, and they all fell on the ground like rain.
The general Mingjun looked into the clouds with a gloomy look, and yin air came out of nowhere, clinging to the golden fairy. As soon as the sun shone, the golden angels only felt that their bodies were hot, as if they were about to be burned. same.
Lady Ji's expression tightened: "This is the source of the sunshade, please be careful."
When I heard Lai Ji's words, the souls of the cultivators were almost frightened.
They have all heard of the name of the sunshade, it is simply something that makes life worse than death.
If you have to care about everyone's impression of the sunshade, it will be the same as being killed by Emperor Xu 80 times in the fantasy world, which makes you crazy.
Everyone's minds tightened, making Jun Cong and Shen Jiuliu's expressions change drastically.
They all knew that Rong Xian had been poisoned by the sunshade when he was in the Little Thousand Realm. For Rong Xian, they deliberately inquired about the sunshade information. They were deeply impressed by the poisonous thing, and now they have appeared again.
Their first reaction was to find Xiaoxian and protect her.
Xiao Xian is so kind and weak, what to do if she is scared.
Then, they are ready to first-save their lives.
At this moment, Zhao Hu suddenly grabbed the clothes of the two of them, pulling them and preparing to run.
"Zhao Hu, what are you doing?" Ling Jun wanted to pull his sleeves back from Zhao Hu.
Tugged, but did not twitch, Ling Jun's face went black.
Zhao Hu hurriedly said: "Don't worry, you know your majesty, I will definitely save your lives."
Just as he was speaking, a spear exuding a deep gloom descended from the sky, piercing straight towards Shen Jiuli.
Shen Jiuliu hid his figure, but didn't hide.
Oh, I'm stuck.
With a muffled sound, the spear pierced his shoulder and flew far away, stabbing three monks to death.
Shen Jiuliu: "..."
Shen Jiuliu stretched out his hand to cover his shoulder, his face was terribly pale, and the red blood on his hand stained his white clothes.
Then, he looked at Zhao Hu with a blank face and said, "Can you let go of my clothes?"
Zhao Hu's hand seemed to be scalded, so he quickly let go.
Seeing that Shen Jiuliu was injured, Zhao Hu replied: "I didn't mean it."
Ling Jun jumped from his eyelids and said anxiously: "You also let me go."
Zhao Hu didn't dare to pull people at this moment, but before he let go, Ling Jun hurriedly pulled back.
I was caught off guard by Zhao Hu's letting go, so that Jun was too hard and fell backward.
There were spear arrows all around, and when he was about to fall, his palm hit the ground fiercely, and he took advantage of his strength to fly.
Ling Juncong turned his head in mid-air and heaved a sigh of relief.
Fortunately, I didn't fall, otherwise it would be too embarrassing.
A ‘swish’ sounded like a sonic boom of something piercing the air in my ears.
Ling Jun jumped from his heart, too late to hide, he subconsciously let go of his strength and fell straight into the air.
He fell to the ground and made a humiliated face. He didn't notice that he was stabbed into his stomach by a sharp stone on the ground, and he was bloodied.
He turned over and covered his stomach and looked up, only to see a dagger wrapped in a powerful force swiftly towards a short distance.
The dagger pierced towards Shen Jiuliu.
Shen Jiuliu's pupils shrank, enduring the injury on his shoulders, his whole body swung with sword energy, and he only confronted the dagger for a moment, then the dagger pierced Shen Jiuliu's sword energy defense with a sudden acceleration.
"Hurry up." Seeing that Shen Jiuli was in danger, Zhao Hu immediately threw out the iron rod he had just picked up.
The iron rod hit the dagger, and the power of the two collided. Obviously, the iron rod was not as powerful as the dagger.
The iron rod fell straight to the ground and hit Shen Jiuliu's feet, making Shen Jiuliu's painful expression distorted.
He lifted his foot subconsciously, and the dagger flew out directly on his thigh.
Shen Jiuliu's legs trembled and fell to his knees, the cold sweat on his forehead shed.
Almost, he could enter the palace to serve Xiaoxian.
As the only one of the three without aura, Shen Jiuliu can be said to have been troubled.
Fortunately, he is blessed by the good luck of Yu Guocm, avoiding death, but it is not easy.
Ling Hongyun can't get lucky now, and he's not handsome or handsome anymore.
He covered his stomach with a sullen face and stood up silently. After all, it was too embarrassing to fall from the sky.
Shen Unlucky is no exception, he almost died off his children and grandchildren, and his face is really green.
The only safe star Zhao Sawaba looked at this and then at that, frowning and said: "Can't you just keep your feet low? How can I explain to your majesty if your life is not guaranteed."
The two: "..." They don't remember this pot.
The people underneath can’t fight, and above the sky above the head, if you look up, you can find a huge eye, slowly rolling your eyes, as if watching something, and just looking at it indifferently. A farce.
The giant eyes paused on the three of Zhao and Hu, and slowly dissipated.
On the deserted **** in the distance, leaning against a tree with her eyes closed, Rong Xian's eyebrows flashed purple, and the spinning circle in her consciousness stopped.
She opened her eyes slowly, and a smirking smile slowly rose from the corner of her mouth.
Then she sighed hypocritically: "People are unlucky, and they are really stuffy when they drink cold water."