Now these dozens of war corpses are roaring in the yellow sky, which seems to have suppressed the yellow sky to be ferocious!
There was a trace of resentment in Xiao pang’s eyes
The vision of the dead is suppressed by the dead body. If the ghost emperor knows, he will be furious.
At this moment, a sound is not light or heavy, but it covers the battle corpse and roars all over the battlefield!
"A group of shady demons and heretics dare to be presumptuous in this ancient battlefield in Wyndell Dichinson!"
Xiao pang was shocked at this sound, and his big eyes widened to reveal incredible color.
Shi Jian was panting, but his face was suspicious.
This sound seems to sound familiar.
"It’s the boss!"
Xiao pang exclaimed
"Boss?"
Shi Jian paused and asked, "The Su brothers in the misty peak?"
"Can’t be wrong!"
Xiaopang propped up the yellow vision and jumped up to look out desperately. He looked excited and waved his hand. "Boss, I’m here. Come and save me!"
Chapter six hundred and seventy-nine Suppression of group of corpses
"What’s wrong with the corpse-refining teaching doing things here!"
First refined resin teaches monks to stare at dead fish and look at coming Su Mo. Unblinkingly, all of them are dark and murderous.
Another man said coldly, "You animals had better get away from me or else …"
"Hey, hey, I can easily refine you into war corpses and make your life worse than death!"
"Really?"
Su Mo slightly raised his eyebrows and remained motionless. His body movement was like a sharp arrow rushing into the crowd of resin refining teachers!
It’s too fast!
The distance between the two sides is not far
Su Mo Dan and then Dan have both cultivated to a perfect state, and the double Dan works at the same time with demon power, spiritual power and qi and blood power …
Don’t say it’s these resin-refining monks who can’t react even if they are sensitive, physically strong and pure-blooded!
Poof! Poof! Poof!
No moves, no spirituality
After all, the body crashed all the way!
In front of Su Mo’s eyes, the monks who tried to refine their bodies were like giant watermelons that were smashed to pieces, leaving clouds of blood and fog!
It’s a murder weapon!
You can crush the past in the crowd!
There are seven monks who are still sneering a moment ago, so they are killed by their bones!
A monk who refined resin taught him to react and consciously put his iron bar in front of him.
Unexpectedly, a black shadow rushed over.
Click!
The iron bar in his hand was directly smashed into two pieces.
The fracture is as sharp as a spear and pierces directly into his chest!
Another monk of resin refining cult roared and offered a silver flashing shield from the bag and injected it into the spiritual force crazily.
In an instant, the light shines brightly
This shield opens in the wind like a silver mountain peak, which will protect this person desperately behind him. Actually, generate has five bright flashes!
Perfect order defense spirit!
A perfect spiritual instrument will cause quite a stir if it is placed in the realm of repairing truth in the Zhou Dynasty.
But Su Mo’s look is unchanged, and there is little fluctuation in his eyes.
He has seen too many such weapons!
Nowadays, there are dozens of perfect horoscopes in his bag!
Su Mo’s speed is constant, his eyes are cold, his body leaps forward slightly, and his feet trample heavily on this huge silver shield!
Plow the sky!