Among the Tianyang jade veins, hundreds of body shapes have leaps out.

At the moment when the barrier broke away, the monks in Kunlun had a sense.

Under the leadership of several elders in the later period of Jindan, they were printed with both hands.

Kunlun's golden spirit rises to the sky.

The infinite gold beam turned into a sharp sword.

The leader of Jindan was called Kang Zhao in the later period.

The road is long.

His eyes were cold, and the intention was overflowing.

"Kunlun belongs, kill the enemy!"

The disciples under them echo one by one.

"Kunlun disciple, kill foreign enemies!"

The momentum is shocking.

This Taoism Kunlun is more personnel, the stronger.

Here, hundreds of Kunlun Jindan built -in monks, gathered in spiritual power, and changes in mysterious runes, which is not as simple as one plus one.

Centered on the real people.

The huge golden light group condensed out.

Jin Guang was broken, and a unique unicorn walked in the air, roared the sky, and the momentum.

Just this roaring sound, the Penglai monks who cultivated a shallowly shocked.

This is exactly the Kunlun Kunlun Kirin virtual shadow of Kunlun to Dacheng.

Chang Han's real person with both hands, two fingers on his right hand pointed out.

"disease!"

Kirin walked in the air, and with the horrible spiritual prestige, he attacked the camp of Penglai.

Among the monks in Penglai, a figure was immediately plundered.

Zhu Lan's real person in Penglai came out.

She was bathing in golden fire, and she was the practitioner of the pulse of Jin Guangzhenjun.

The power of horror golden fire broke out on her.

Countless flames almost blurred her body.

"Golden Fire melted."

Kang Zhao's complexion is not very good.

With the real human beings of Zhulan, there are thousands of golden fire lines, and the unicorn virtual shadow is tightly wrapped in the package.

Such as Kunlun, can this Penglai no means?

Numerous Taoist light shot, gathered in Zhulan's real body.

Her momentum has risen.

The golden fire silk thread tied the Kirin virtual shadow.

Zhu Lan's real person looks like a beautiful and gentle female practitioner, but there is no soft attitude at this moment, and it is full of strong.

"burst!"

The golden fire silk thread burst into the torrential waves instantly.

The Kirin virtual shadow is more than half of it.

"puff."

Kang Zhao's lips were hemorrhage. This unicorn virtual shadow was broken. As the center of surgery, he was the first.

And at this moment Penglai continues.

Countless white flower stamens are born in the void.

From the small buds to the blooming petals, only a few breaths.

This is Penglai Holy Flower, Tianyun Qingxiao.

Among each disciple, I accepted a ray of holy power of this holy flower at the time of getting started.

It is both a certificate of their identity and a means to the enemy.

This tens of thousands of flowers are the means of exhibition.

Kunlun monk suddenly felt that the spiritual operation of his side was suppressed.

At this moment, whether it is a disciple to build a foundation or the real person of Jin Dan, the forces of the two parties suddenly fight.

A pair of golden wings behind Jiu Xi.

The rhyme of her whole body flows, and the breath is amazing. It is the leader of the disciples below Penglai.

Holding a long bow, every time a golden arrow is shot, there must be a Kunlun disciple who built a base.

Suddenly, a sword light pierced her.

It's too fast, she is too late to retreat.

The golden spiritual wing behind him suddenly stretched into the front and closed into a shield, which was to stop this blow.

Her body was immediately hit.

The spirit wings open again.

The eyes are cold.

Lu Changyu held her sword and attacked her again.

His cultivation level is already at the early stage of the Ninth Level of Foundation Establishment, with strong spiritual power and strong foundation.

The long sword in his hand is completely white and blue, and its texture is clear, like crystal.

There is a continuous golden pattern in it, showing the shape of a dragon.

Third-grade spiritual sword, Ice Dragon Cold Soul Sword.

After the Ice Breath Sword broke, he entered the Lu family's military grave and found this spiritual sword.

As he swung it, the ice dragon sword energy roared out.

His eyebrows were cold and he didn't say a word.

In an instant, thousands of terrifying sword shadows erupted, piercing Jiu Xi.

In the Divine Hidden Realm more than two years ago, when he met Jiu Xi, he could only temporarily evade the attack, but now he can fight directly.

The golden light roared beside Jiuxi, and several Qingxiao flowers bloomed, making her holy and noble.

The long bow was pulled, and a golden arrow suddenly shot towards Lu Changfeng.

Her eyes were full of murderous intent.

The golden arrows and the ice sword energy collided directly, and they were evenly matched.

Jiu Xi's eyes flashed. Why did he have such strong combat power in the early stage of the Nine Realms?

She has already stepped into the first-line golden elixir, and is only a little short of a spiritual opportunity to break through to the realm of the golden elixir real person.

How could you lose to him?!

The longbow in her hand shone brightly.

On both sides of the bow, a layer of platinum-gold shell extends outwards, inscribed with fairy birds, which is extremely magical.

An arrow was shot out, with a power that would make ordinary early-stage golden elixir monks fearful.

Lu Changfeng raised his eyebrows slightly and retracted the sword close to his chest.

An astonishing cold air suddenly broke out layer by layer with him as the origin.

It was clear that fire was the main force in the small world of Lieyang, but at this moment, everything under his feet turned into black ice.

The cold air, if you breathe it in a little, is biting to the core.

He whispered out loud.

Mysterious Taoist symbols condensed as he whispered.

Ice blue runes surrounded him.

It was the third-grade Taoist skill he obtained in the Divine Hidden Realm.

The first level of Han Tian Jue.

Frozen snow!
To be continued...