Several dragon veins in the Zhou family vibrated, and Zhou Lie was greatly moved.

These dragon veins replaced Bian Xiong to bear the four-in-one arrow, and in an instant, reduced their power by most of them. The cemetery of the foreign relatives buried near the dragon vein was damaged and could no longer protect future generations, and their luck was wailing.

Such a method is even more powerful than the Yin-Yang Avenue that uses force to fight.

No one expected that the giant of the divine power would be so great when he used his methods to destroy the sect. Even Zhou Lie had to watch the dragon vein damaged, and he could not think of a way to deal with it for a while.

"Chain the enemy quickly!" Tang Qiqi realized that it was too late. Bian Xiong shook his body and forced himself into Taihao's world. The scepter in his hand triggered the blue clouds. The thunder in the clouds were thunderous, and more dragon energy was mobilized.

The mountains and rivers make a sound of dragon roar, and the dragon veins seem to have encountered a nemesis.

In the midst of danger, Jing Quan suddenly opened his eyes and shouted coldly: "Bold madman, how dare you come to my Zhou family to act wildly, I will spare you!"

Before he finished speaking, he walked away with a figure and appeared again, he had already arrived in front of Bian Xiong.

As the mistress of the Zhou family, Jing Quan has infinite power in front of her and behind her. Now she has received the help of the Swordsman Monument and her size is 880 meters high.

However, this Fengyi and his size are still disproportionate in front of the theocracy giants, not to mention that Bian Xiong is even bigger than an ordinary theocracy giants?

A series of hot eyes shot out from the sky. Today's battle is so powerful that there are many masterminds behind it.

The three sects that brought the god-power giants into the battle can be called the culprits. Since the attacker Bian Xiong has forced himself into the Taihao world, they naturally have to see the movements of the Zhou family clearly.

"Jingquan is out?"

"Haha, very good. Zhou Lie is afraid of causing the evil demons and heretics to rebound, so he became a turtle. Even if the recent series of wars have his beginnings and ends, he is still cautious and does not increase his reputation on a large scale! This is the way to death. What should a dignified demon king do? Do you really think that you can be a saint?"

"Sir, Zhou Lie is right. He is stubborn and indecisive in his work. He always wants to be a bitch and a archway. In the end, he will only be useless."

Suddenly, someone sneered: "You can't help but think of Zhou Lie too simply! Since we all know that he is not dead, he is dominating the Zhou family behind him. Don't those evil demons and heretics doubt it? But one death message is enough. This is the explanation. You see, besides the Hei Teng Pavilion and the Evil King jumped out and forced the reincarnated aliens to join the game, are there any demon sects involved? All the various schools of thought and family jumped happily behind him! However, after the Jiang family was out of power, do you see that the aristocratic families have sent more personnel?"

As soon as these words were said, the big figures behind the scenes looked embarrassed. Not to mention the addition of personnel from the aristocratic families, even the Holy King who had been placed on the edge of the battlefield, was withdrawn. The meaning was obvious, and he was no longer willing to interfere in the besiege of the Zhou family.

In this way, it seems that only the schools of thought are dancing happily! The schools of thought are not a solid piece, and the internal camps are beginning to split, and many respected seniors intervene, which is not a good sign.

When the atmosphere was a little nervous, a roar suddenly came.

"Roar, let me open it!" Bian Xiong raised his scepter and collided with the overwhelming sword Tao Lanyan. Just when he wanted to use the same trick again and mobilize the dragon energy to control the dragon veins, his eyes suddenly burst.

Jiandao Yanlan did open, but he staggered forward and rushed forward for three steps.

Who would have thought that in just these three steps, he actually returned to the passage and collided with the theocracy giant coming from behind.

"Boom..." The channel that looks like a cocoon shell exploded.

The Jiandao Yanlan that Bian Xiong just encountered was a vain and he was very cleverly confused. Now the Jiandao Yanlan is real, and he welcomed a murderous intent when he was rotating like flying.

Murderous intent is not another thing, it is the only sword of the Great Dao. It is perfectly combined with the Sword of the Sword and the Smoky Lanzhu, becoming a great Dao sword that shocks the world and makes ghosts cry.

As one of the top attackers of the theocracy giants, Bian Xiong never knew how to write the word "Fear", but now he is afraid, really scared.

What a sword light, why is it so bright? Why is it so strong? It pierces the eyes and reaches the heart, making him feel pain.

"Ahhhh..." Bian Xiong shouted to the sky. He had never suffered such pain. All the pain in his memory was dozens of times. The sufferings he encountered when he was a child reappeared. The enemy held a big sword in his hand, making him slash again and again. He prayed in pain and despair, hoping that bad luck would not come to him.

The bad luck did not come to him, but the divine giant he turned around and knocked down was in trouble. Bian Xiong suddenly used the highest secret of the scepter, and his body turned into a blue millstone and crushed it at a rapid speed. With the loud noise and screams, more than ten divine giants lost their defense.

"No, Brother Bian Xiong, what are you doing? Wake up, wake up quickly, this must not be you."

Bian Xiong suddenly came back to his senses. When he saw more than a dozen companions who had been killed by him, his pupils dilated and he roared: "Despicable, have the ability to come to me."

I don’t know when, Jing Quan stood on his scepter, and said with a wrong look: “Everyone speaks with their own skills. You borrow the Zhou family’s dragon vein to cast spells. What did we say? When you get to you, you will blame the world for one move. It’s really a big deal.”

"You..." Bian Xiong realized that he was pretentious and that death and injury were inevitable on the battlefield! The only thing he could do was blame the giant of the Divine Power faded out of the years and the journey was too long, and he had forgotten his glory and glory.

"Kill!" Bian Xiong said nothing more, his heart was murderous, and lightning burst out.

As a result, the dozen or so god-power giants who were killed by him had only half their lives were in trouble. The blue mill crushed again, and their bodies suddenly made a thud and disappeared as the strange flames burned at the extreme speed.

"Ok, Dream Art Network has been successful, and the first batch of divine power giants have been accounted for!" Tian Mengmeng's voice was like a reminder, forming a notice in the battle network.

"That's great!" At this moment, many Zhou family members felt excited.

You should know that the God-powered giants come with a shielding halo, and the Battle.com and Dream Art Network have no way to deal with them. But when they encounter their own suppression, the situation will be completely different.

As a tough attacker, most of his strength and means exist to break the defense.

So under his offensive, the giant of the Divine Power could not bear it, and was immediately seized by the Zhou family's dream art network and invaded. Everyone waved their beloved hoe and dug it hard.

With the size of the Zhou family miners, the number of people online exceeds 100 billion at the same time, and there are only a dozen or twenty giants. No matter how tough they are or the level is, they cannot withstand a group of trained and skilled marching ants gnaw.

When Bian Xiong woke up again, his heart twitched.

He knew that there was something wrong with him, and it was a big problem. As long as he thought of killing in his heart, he would be blindly attacking his own people.

The sword like antelope hanging on its horns just now seemed to have not damaged him, but in fact it had killed his rationality and cognition of our enemies, leaving only madness and bloodthirsty.

"What a vicious sword!" Bian Xiong was not an ordinary person after all. He twisted his scepter and laughed wildly, and even sacrificed himself to set up a passage again.
Chapter completed!