Refining Heaven and Earth Chapter 1470: Appeared (add eight more for Tim’s brother)
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Fang Bai is helpless!
I didn't want to be troublesome, but I was still involved. Now I think of the inexplicable arrogant attitude of the man in white. It should be he deliberately.
I wanted to let Qingke leave, but couldn't find an excuse to make Qingke doubt, so I just met him and pushed the boat along the way.
At this moment, the situation is clear and Wuxiangmen has long been prepared. People like Jia Luo are definitely not opponents. It is a question of whether someone can rush out.
"What to do?"
It is really unwise to start a war with Wuxiangmen. It is forced to a dead end and can only invite everyone in the tripod out.
"Escape?"
Wuxiangmen knows that he is from a small world, and will not let him go whether it is for secrecy or coveting another small world.
It seems that there is no other choice, only one battle!
Qing Ke looked lonely, and sometimes glanced at Fang Bai, as if he still felt that the problem was with him.
Fang Bai shook his head and smiled bitterly. At this time, he couldn't bear to tell him the truth. The greater the responsibility, the heavier the burden!
"Kill!"
The cold words came out of the old man Tong Yan Hefa, thousands of sword lights rose up in the sky, thirty-seven people gathered in a circle and poured out.
Fang Bai's secret path is not good. It turned out that Wuxiangmen majored in kendo. When these people gathered, their power doubled and increased, which was very difficult.
"Fight to the end!"
Wu Lao said in a cold voice, he rushed out first. He was the highest cultivation level among the crowd. A long stick that looked like a crutch in his hand swept past, and a khaki light curtain emerged, like a shield handle. Everyone is in the middle.
The crowd followed, rushing forward, all kinds of light rushing away.
Huh!
Qing Ke let out a mournful cry, and a huge bird appeared in the sky, rushing out of the khaki light curtain.
"Qing Ke, come back!"
Someone hurriedly shouted, rushing out at this time was to die.
"Let him go!"
Wu Lao said indifferently, with firm eyes.
In this battle, Galo will lose. Everyone will die here, all because of Qingke. Perhaps death is his best destination.
In an instant, Fang Bai couldn't bear it.
I don't know whether it is the sorrow of people in the same small world, or the spirit of everyone in Jialuo who regard death as home, or the tragic and majesty of Qingke.
"Kill!"
The invincible sword is in hand, soaring into the air, and killing him in the opposite direction of Jialuo and others.
Huh!
Qing Ke screamed again, full of the anger and despair of being betrayed, rushing out of the light curtain, the sword light of ten thousand swords crashed down, and the blood flew in an instant.
Boom!
At this moment, Wu Lao came to kill, and the light curtain skyrocketed, protecting it inside, and the sword lights slapped on the light curtain, faltering, persisted for less than three breaths, and burst into pieces.
Kill, kill, kill!
Qingke's tragic aroused the anger of everyone in Jialuo. No matter what Qingke did wrong, the price he paid was enough to wash away his mistakes.
"A bunch of untouchables!"
Tong Yan Hefa's old man sneered, and instantly lost his interest. He cast his eyes on Fang Bai and became interested in this small world person who suddenly appeared.
The land is vast and vast, and I don’t know how many powerful people, saints refining small worlds into gods, gods are immortal and immortal, accumulating over time, where are so many small worlds refining?
Later, some powerful people created the method of becoming gods with the power of faith, which alleviated the crisis of saints becoming gods.
However, gathering the power of faith is not easy, which means that different forces have to fight fiercely for territory and fight countless.
There are no gods in the Wuxiangmen, and they are doomed to lose in the competition.
Fortunately, I discovered the existence of the Jialuo continent. If you get the most precious treasure, you have a great opportunity to become a god!
The Wuxiangmen sect master entered Jialuo's refining, which attracted the swearing resistance of the life of Jialuo, and Wuxiangmen forcefully suppressed it, and finally some people escaped.
The people of Jialuo fled to the prehistoric land, which made Wuxiangmen a headache. It was not that they were worried that these people could threaten Wuxiangmen, but that the news of Jialuo Continent would spread.
Without the assurance that the Wuxiangmen would not be able to force Jialuo and the others too tightly, wouldn't it be a failure if one shot and two fell apart?
This delay lasted more than three hundred years, and finally gave Wuxiangmen a chance.
Looking at Fang Bai's figure, a smile appeared on the corner of Tong Yan Hefa's old man's mouth. It would be nice if this person came from a small world that had not been refined.
Kara is refined by the master, this small world belongs to him, and no one can take it away!
Suddenly, the old man looked stunned, and suddenly there were more than a hundred figures in the sky. What's more, these people are all saints.
"Be careful!"
The old man reacted and rushed towards Fang Bai quickly.
Since you have decided to fight, you don't hesitate to swept through the divine sense, and everyone in the cauldron appeared one after another.
Now the Temple of War is not as strong as it used to be. The only difference is that it cannot adapt to the rules of the prehistoric world. Otherwise, these people like Wuxiangmen really didn't look at it.
The Heaven and Earth Profound Girl did not return to Xiao Yu, and now she is the seventh saint with the highest cultivation base.
Tianxing and Tianyue took advantage of these years of traveling through the void, their cultivation level finally caught up with the top of the sky, and they were both the sixth layer of saints.
But at this moment, the most powerful is not them, but Fang Pengyuan.
The strength of the Golden Winged Roc is not restricted by the rules of the prehistoric world, and now the powerful strength of the peak of the middle of the demon saint is unfolding, and it is like lightning to take the lead.
Shi Dousheng, Taohu, Aosha, and Duanyu followed closely behind.
On the contrary, Tiandi Xuannv and others were unable to adapt to the rules of heaven and earth for a while, and fell in the end.
But the Town Demon Tower is different from the Wushuang Mansion. It was originally a treasure brought from the wild to the wild. At this time, it returns to the wild, full of majesty!
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The strongest person who bears the brunt is surprised. Who would have thought it would be this scene?
At this time, I want to retreat. It's too late. I have to fight hard to the end. I only hope that the people who rush to the rescue can hurry up and hurry up.
Everyone in Jialuo was also completely stunned, not understanding what was going on, but one thing was clear, Fang Bai was not a person with no sense, and of course he did not betray them, but their powerful help.
It's life or death, it's up to Fang Bai!
Boom boom boom!
The golden winged big Peng quickly passed by, the sky full of sword light dissipated, and amidst the golden light, Shi Dousheng rushed out with the Jiujian King Kong stick.
The thirty-zhang stalwart body is so small in front of the Golden Winged Roc, but the monstrous demon energy emanating from the whole body is shocked in the eyes of the Wuxiangmen.
Boom!
The nine warriors of the King Kong Club swept past, and the powerful force set off a burst of sonic booms, and this was just the beginning.
More than a hundred people swarmed in, instantly drowning the crowd, shouts of exclamation and screams all around, and the five people standing in front of them were torn to pieces in an instant, and everyone around them scattered when they saw it.
"Quit!"
Wu Lao saw this and hurriedly led people to retreat towards Fang Bai. With such a prosperous lineup, he saw hope.
"Damn it!"
Tong Yan Hefa's old man cursed in a low voice, he was torn apart as soon as he was surrounded by him, his cold eyes swept across the crowd, and he realized that something was a bit troublesome.
The Wuxiangmen crowd stood behind them, their faces gloomy, grasping the full battle, and the situation was reversed in an instant.
Among them, the face of the middle-aged man in white clothes is the most ugly, and his self-conceited means brought a big trouble to his surprise.
"Who are you?"
Tong Yan Hefa the old man lost his calm, not to mention the broken dream, the situation is very bad, Fang Bai's strength suddenly showed him to realize the crisis, once Galo can't keep it, the opportunity for the rise of no phase will be vanished.
What will the sect master do when he loses his chance to become a god?
"Who am I, does it matter?"
Fang Bai said indifferently, since he is not in a hurry, he is not in a hurry. The lineup of the Temple of War looks quite bluffing, but he knows his family affairs and cannot adapt to the rules of the wild world in a short time. It is good to be able to delay it for a while. .