A black robe, the chest position of the robe, there is a sun logo, which is light.

Except for the men headed, all the rest were covered with their faces, and they couldn't see the halal.

Everyone exudes a arrogant and cold atmosphere. This breath is not coordinated with the signs of the sun in the chest.

There are six of them, all kinds of breath.

Magic, Tao Qi, Ghost Qi, and even a bald head, it is most likely a Buddhist cultivation with a very small number of legends.

The Temple of Guangming seems to be a strong man who brings together six ways, not just one of them.

"Weng Hong, I have been looking for you for fifty years, but I did not expect that you, the other is hiding in the city of sin."

The man headed was carrying his hands, his eyes fell on Weng Hong like a shuttle, and a domineering showed it from his hands.

"Lu Zhongmou, the old lady won't hide today, just see if you have such a ability to kill me." Weng Hong said angrily.

"Just rely on this group of black people?" Lu Zhongmou gaze on the strangely strange people behind her, sneered: "The disability, ugly ugliness, weird, such a person who lives in the city of sin

The garbage in the six roads, what do you expect them to help you? "

As soon as this remark, all the people behind Weng Hong were rioted, all kinds of scolding, rising from the sky.

"Lu Zhongmou, you are just a goddess of Guangming Temple, what qualifications to say us?"

"Before being recruited as God, you were just an illegitimate child who was in his head. How long will this be so arrogant?"

"I think you are smoked by your rights."

All kinds of scolding sounded, and those people behind Weng Hong seemed to have a lot of people knew Lu Zhongmou, and Yizhuang Yizhuang started the bottom of the landmark.

Faced with such an abuse, Lu Zhongmou still kept a faint smile on his face, saying, "Jealousy, the dark residence, has made your mood distorted, cultivating the truth is like a counter -water boat.

You regarding it as a garbage, now treat you as garbage, do you think this is a great irony? "

In this way, I ca n’t speak the four below.

Although they are not convinced, they have to admit that Lu Zhongmou has changed. From an unknown seat, a person who has no talent in the practice of the truth changes, and becomes the god envoy of the most powerful tissue of the real immortal world.

People with very powerful power.

"Lu Zhongmou, fight if you want to fight. Where can I talk so much nonsense?" Weng Hong stood up and drank: "Other people don't know, but I am clear, but you can become a fame, how much the price you pay, the distorted thought is you.

Is it possible to fall asleep at night? "

It turned out that Lu Zhongmou, who was like a water, suddenly stared up at the moment, like a mang, staring at Weng Hong, and his face became ugly instantly.

But this look disappeared quickly, and it returned to normal instantly.

"Weng Hong, the task of the temple is the reincarnation, not you, as long as you hand over the reincarnation, I can spare your life. The garbage here is the same.

The night here will become a slaughterhouse. "

As soon as the words fell, dozens of gods on the fairy crane moved in an instant, lined up in one word, waited for orders, ready to take a shot.

Nympho

Upstairs, everyone looked at the sky above the sky, facing both sides, and their faces were dignified.

Hei Yu and his party were on the windows downstairs, Ye Xiong and Luo Yuemei on the roof of the building.

"God made a shot, dozens of gods, this war must be fierce." Luo Yuemei murmured.

"What strength is Shenwei?" Ye Xiong asked casually.

"I also heard that Shenwei is all the strong gods. Their combat power is very amazing, and it is definitely not under me. Shen Wei's selection is very strict. No one knows their choice standards, and no one knows their them.

Identity. "Luo Yuemei said.

"In terms of momentum, the Temple of Guangming obviously occupies the upper hand." Ye Xiong stared at Lu Zhongmou with his eyes, saying, "The Temple of Light, knowing the roots of the crime, the so -called knowing this, the so -called knowing this, the hundred battles, hundreds of battles, a hundred battles, a hundred battles, a hundred battles, a hundred battles, a hundred battles, a hundred battles, a hundred battles, a hundred battles, a hundred battles, hundreds of battles, hundreds of battles, hundreds of battles, hundreds of battles, hundreds of battles, hundreds of battles, hundreds of battles, hundreds of battles, hundreds of battles, hundreds of battles.

Yousheng, if they are not sure, the momentum will not be so prosperous. "

"I think so too. As far as I know, the Temple of Guangming has only tried the fish with leakage, and the fight has never been lost. If this battle loses, Lu Zhongmou will be finished. From this point of view, Weng Hong will lose

. "Luo Yuemei said.

"This Lu Zhongmou is not exposed to watch, the city is extremely deep, and it is not a person who is easy to deal with. Weng Hong is afraid of trouble tonight."

Ye Xiong consciously seeing people is the most accurate. This Lu Zhongmou can become a bright god ambassador. It is definitely not just as simple as strength.

Nympho

At the time of the two people's conversation, the two sides in the air had already shot.

Weng Hong has been prepared for psychological preparations, and naturally it is impossible for Lu Tianzhao to surrender. Lu Tianzhao has been taken away by Hu Lao, and she has no worries.

Hundreds of people shadows, shot at the same time, and stroked a stream of flowing.

Although the city of sin is only a group of black and harmonious people, most of the strength is not weak. There are quite a few parts of the gods, and the strength is very powerful.

But they are strong, and the bright gods are stronger. Those gods seem to be in a war together. They have a strong tacit understanding. They have their own tactics.

They have a combination, have the technique of formation, and the technique of breaking one by one.

Although there are a large number of people in the city of sin, and at the beginning, it seems that they do not distinguish between victory and defeat, but gradually, the situation of the war is opened.

fall.

"This is the difference between organizations and tactics and Wuhe people." Ye Xiong sighed and murmured: "If the city of sin can have tactics, one heart can fight against each other, but now all the courage is courageous.

Method, not to lose. "

Seeing more and more people, the disadvantages are getting bigger and bigger. The impulse of the city of sin began to disappear. Someone began to escape.

In less than half an hour, the city of sin was defeated. Except for Weng Hong's strong strength, he was still supported, and the rest fled all of the dead deaths.

Lu Zhongmou has always been watching, without shooting.

Originally thought that this was a large field of strength. Who would have thought that it was a battle that was completely down.

"Weng Hong, you have lost it completely, and you know the obediently. Do n’t blame me if you are polite." Lu Zhongmou drank it.

"No one, a terrible one." Weng Hong said while making a shot, wearing a sword, killing a god guard.

"Do not eat and punish wine, go to death!"

Lu Zhongmou turned into a flowing light, and his body burst into a very scary white light. The vitality of Taoism rose, like a meteor crossing the sky.

Bang!

A very horrible power, hitting Weng Hong directly.

Weng Hong's mouth sprayed a sip of blood, fell directly to the ground, and hit a large hole on the ground.

The difference in strength is too great, but Lu Zhongmou's men are merciless, otherwise this blow can make her fall.

"Pack her back and interrogate slowly." Lu Zhongluo ordered.
Chapter completed!