Neither can escape.

It cannot calculate the record either.

"Fate, then I will take a little more action and use my perfect strength to kill you with one blow." Ying Lu grinned.

Jiang Lan looked at this person, and this was the one who was the most friendly to him in recent years.

"Since that's the case, I will also use the strongest attack of the True Immortal, the power of the Nine Tribulations, to send you on the way." Jiang Lan looked at Yinglu's calm voice.

There is no emotion, it is just telling a fact.

"Haha, you are the true immortal." Ying Lu looked at Jiang Lan in surprise:

"True, true immortal is perfect?"

Then the picture in his eyes was frozen.

There is no pain at all.

He didn't even know that he was dead.

The sky in the swamp was filled with red fog and red silk appeared on the water.

No screams, no shouts, no signs of fighting.

There is only a suspected aura of disaster.

The calm swamp began to sound footsteps.

clatter!

clatter!

Slowly and orderly, gradually moving away

The remote peaks outside the town of Qingcheng, Yuquan peaks.

“It happened again.”

In the cave, a middle-aged man looked at the sand table and found a group of figures made of sand, which instantly scattered.

This means that these people, at the same time, die.

Middle-aged man Fusuke looked at the young man on the side.

At this time, the young man stood there, as if separated from the space and was calm and quiet.

Over all around.

Miao Nian frowned and then spoke softly:

"This level of battle cannot bring any feeling for the time being, but"

He sensed the surroundings and spoke:

"The closer you get to Kunlun, the stranger it gives me.

It seems to bring many benefits to the clan."

"Then try to get closer?" the third person asked.

"I remember someone walking up the ladder in Kunlun, and I had the opportunity to deal with it together this time.

I heard that the demon clan has come for a certain purpose, and maybe they can join forces, and the dragon clan has come.

Everyone has a purpose." Fu Jie's voice was cold.

"Jiang Lan, the ninth peak of Kunlun, has a very simple identity, and killing him needs to be put in the last place.

And it needs to be sacrificed.

Don't pay attention to it for the time being." Miao Nian looked at the sand table and continued:

"Now, I have to figure out the strange feeling.

Perhaps it is extremely important to that adult.
Chapter completed!