Chapter 577
The smoke and the dew, the heavy frost, the wind, the sound, the sad color, the invasion of the robe.
At this time, the scene of the sea moon corner by the giant god sea is even more tragic than that of a large-scale battlefield. Originally, the dark brown surging sea water is mixed with a dazzling bright red. Those monks belong to the heroic sacrifice of the wrong families. Most of them are very young, even less than 20 years old. They were once the pride of their parents and respected and envied by everyone A man of practice.
For yuan Chuan, kneeling down, it is no longer important to have Dao Gu, because in a person's life, there will always be some things that can help you overcome the fear of the eternal darkness of death.
The glory of haicuozong is to guard the Haiyue cliff, but to die!
It's more important than their lives.
Above the sky, the great demon of meat mountain, Liang broke, tore the blood moon, and directly crossed the vast distance from the foreign void. He came down from the sky with a full array of Tianhui army and yeyan department. His huge body covered the sun in the sky, like a sinking continent, leaving a large shadow on the sea moon cliff.
Liang Po was very angry, unprecedented anger. He was rarely angry in his life, because there were few things that he could care about. Now the scene below is enough to make Zhao Yu, the Lord of the summer, extremely angry, so Liang Po was equally angry.
Therefore, the angry king of meat mountain suddenly fans his wings behind his back, and the speed of his violent fall is even greater. After rubbing with the air, he forms a long tail flame, just like a huge falling meteor!
"Magic. Thunderbolt!"
Yuan Chuan looked up and saw the huge object which covered the light above and fell down quickly. With incomparable momentum, he suddenly burst into laughter. Tears, blood and smile mixed together, which made him extremely embarrassed and crazy.
After that, Yuan Chuan carefully placed Yuan Jiang's headless body on the ground, slowly climbed up from the ground, picked up a fine steel sword that a monk of haicuozong washed back to the rear with the sea water after his death. He bit his lips, and strode forward to the huge Shenhai waves rolling forward!
"Little Lord! Don't go, withdraw, withdraw. The people from the court are coming. The corner of the moon and the sea is saved! "
Along the road, a group of haicuozong's surviving disciples, who formed a defense line to resist the current, roared in succession, trying to stop yuan Chuan from rushing forward. However, the latter was still unmoved, still frantically laughing and striding forward. Then he was hoarse, but with a heroic voice, he roared out of his mouth:
"haicuozong is always loyal to Daxia, loyal to the people, and wants water Flood inland, cross my body
Yuan Chuan's roar was full of shaking power, and then he stepped on the earth with a heavy step. His fine steel sword was raised above his head, and he was violently chopped forward!
"Shentong. Chop the river!"
A blue and white river was cut out directly from Yuan Chuan's fine steel sword. With him, he returned to his own pride and spirit. Unexpectedly, the huge God sea waves overturned in front of him were torn open toward both sides, just like a huge sword, piercing into the roaring sea.
Along the way, a large number of hairy water ghosts have been torn to pieces. Yuan Chuan, who roars, continues to bully him and rushes into the sea with the river.
At the end of the cut River, there is a head with a Chinese character face floating alone. Maybe the great master's great power still exists after his death. Therefore, the long haired water ghosts are wandering outside one after another, afraid to approach directly. Instead, they are constantly wandering in groups to narrow the encirclement.
The human resources are exhausted, even if yuan Chuan cuts out the same kind of cutting Sichuan magic power that has never been released before. Finally, the cut river is washed away by the turbulent sea water, but yuan Chuan's body has already appeared beside the head. He gently holds his head in his arms, and then murmurs in a low voice:
"father, I'll take you home."
At this moment, his spine was as straight as ever, just like the famous pine in Ganzhou. However, the next breath, countless hairy water ghosts no longer hesitated. One claw stabbed yuan Chuan's body in an instant from all directions. The latter uttered a dull hum, but clinging to Yuan Jiang's head.
All of a sudden, Yuan Chuan's eyes suddenly widened, his pupils dilated and contracted, and then he gradually became lax, because one of his sharp claws pierced his back and crushed his beating heart.
At this point, the yuan family of haicuozong, both father and son, died in battle. No one said that haicuozong was a tiger father and a dog son, because they were heroes who should be remembered in the great Xia Dynasty.
In the next second, Liang Po, the demon king of meat mountain, carries infinite potential energy and directly smashes into the giant god sea before the sea moon cliff.
The meteor falls, the magic thunderbolt shocks and furiously releases. Waves of visible waves sweep outward. Countless waves of giant god sea rush to the corner of the moon. Taking the big demon king of meat mountain as the center, it rolls back to the rear directly. The whole coast of the giant god sea seems to be cut off directly by a sharp blade, and even forms a very strange vacuum zone.
Break the beam, cut the waves, break the sea!
In front of the corner of the sea and moon, there is the strongest dyke in summer!
With the forward impact of the magic wave, countless long hairy water ghosts were directly shocked into dust in the whole sea water, making the sea water of the giant god sea become pitch black. Even the ghost king τ, whose body is the same size, retreats towards the rear and neighs unceasingly under the impact of wave after wave, because only instinct is left, which is bigger than him in front On the big tyrannical body, I feel a strong threat to the extreme.The waves on the moon cliff of Shanghai were cut off and sent back. The haicuozong sect gate, which was washed away by the sea water, reappeared the devastated land. The whole clan was extremely tragic. There were a cold corpse of haicuozong friars everywhere.
Tens of thousands of disciples were still alive with swords at this time. They looked at the back of the great demon king of meat mountain who went straight into the sky. They all sat down on the ground with dull expression. There was no excitement and joy for the rest of their lives. Some of them were just grief that could not be dissolved.
"Little Lord!"
All of a sudden, a sad cry sounded. All of them turned around and saw a young man with a Chinese character face and a blue robe of Hai CuO Zong. He was lying on his back with his eyes open. However, his face was no longer bloody. A large amount of blood dyed the ground under him, almost forming a small blood pool.
Yuan Chuan has lost all the vitality, but his hands are tightly holding Yuan Jiang's head!
The wail from the rear was introduced into Liang Po's ears. Then, the normally calm and silent emperor's personal guard raised the heavy fist like two mountains again and continued to smash it forward.
Liang Po once again expressed his anger with practical actions.
The second wave of thunder Thunderclap forward again, and the giant god Sea continued to form a huge tsunami.
It's just that the direction of the tsunami is the inland sea, which is τ, and the white meditation sitting on its head!
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At this time, the scene of the sea moon corner by the giant god sea is even more tragic than that of a large-scale battlefield. Originally, the dark brown surging sea water is mixed with a dazzling bright red. Those monks belong to the heroic sacrifice of the wrong families. Most of them are very young, even less than 20 years old. They were once the pride of their parents and respected and envied by everyone A man of practice.
For yuan Chuan, kneeling down, it is no longer important to have Dao Gu, because in a person's life, there will always be some things that can help you overcome the fear of the eternal darkness of death.
The glory of haicuozong is to guard the Haiyue cliff, but to die!
It's more important than their lives.
Above the sky, the great demon of meat mountain, Liang broke, tore the blood moon, and directly crossed the vast distance from the foreign void. He came down from the sky with a full array of Tianhui army and yeyan department. His huge body covered the sun in the sky, like a sinking continent, leaving a large shadow on the sea moon cliff.
Liang Po was very angry, unprecedented anger. He was rarely angry in his life, because there were few things that he could care about. Now the scene below is enough to make Zhao Yu, the Lord of the summer, extremely angry, so Liang Po was equally angry.
Therefore, the angry king of meat mountain suddenly fans his wings behind his back, and the speed of his violent fall is even greater. After rubbing with the air, he forms a long tail flame, just like a huge falling meteor!
"Magic. Thunderbolt!"
Yuan Chuan looked up and saw the huge object which covered the light above and fell down quickly. With incomparable momentum, he suddenly burst into laughter. Tears, blood and smile mixed together, which made him extremely embarrassed and crazy.
After that, Yuan Chuan carefully placed Yuan Jiang's headless body on the ground, slowly climbed up from the ground, picked up a fine steel sword that a monk of haicuozong washed back to the rear with the sea water after his death. He bit his lips, and strode forward to the huge Shenhai waves rolling forward!
"Little Lord! Don't go, withdraw, withdraw. The people from the court are coming. The corner of the moon and the sea is saved! "
Along the road, a group of haicuozong's surviving disciples, who formed a defense line to resist the current, roared in succession, trying to stop yuan Chuan from rushing forward. However, the latter was still unmoved, still frantically laughing and striding forward. Then he was hoarse, but with a heroic voice, he roared out of his mouth:
"haicuozong is always loyal to Daxia, loyal to the people, and wants water Flood inland, cross my body
Yuan Chuan's roar was full of shaking power, and then he stepped on the earth with a heavy step. His fine steel sword was raised above his head, and he was violently chopped forward!
"Shentong. Chop the river!"
A blue and white river was cut out directly from Yuan Chuan's fine steel sword. With him, he returned to his own pride and spirit. Unexpectedly, the huge God sea waves overturned in front of him were torn open toward both sides, just like a huge sword, piercing into the roaring sea.
Along the way, a large number of hairy water ghosts have been torn to pieces. Yuan Chuan, who roars, continues to bully him and rushes into the sea with the river.
At the end of the cut River, there is a head with a Chinese character face floating alone. Maybe the great master's great power still exists after his death. Therefore, the long haired water ghosts are wandering outside one after another, afraid to approach directly. Instead, they are constantly wandering in groups to narrow the encirclement.
The human resources are exhausted, even if yuan Chuan cuts out the same kind of cutting Sichuan magic power that has never been released before. Finally, the cut river is washed away by the turbulent sea water, but yuan Chuan's body has already appeared beside the head. He gently holds his head in his arms, and then murmurs in a low voice:
"father, I'll take you home."
At this moment, his spine was as straight as ever, just like the famous pine in Ganzhou. However, the next breath, countless hairy water ghosts no longer hesitated. One claw stabbed yuan Chuan's body in an instant from all directions. The latter uttered a dull hum, but clinging to Yuan Jiang's head.
All of a sudden, Yuan Chuan's eyes suddenly widened, his pupils dilated and contracted, and then he gradually became lax, because one of his sharp claws pierced his back and crushed his beating heart.
At this point, the yuan family of haicuozong, both father and son, died in battle. No one said that haicuozong was a tiger father and a dog son, because they were heroes who should be remembered in the great Xia Dynasty.
In the next second, Liang Po, the demon king of meat mountain, carries infinite potential energy and directly smashes into the giant god sea before the sea moon cliff.
The meteor falls, the magic thunderbolt shocks and furiously releases. Waves of visible waves sweep outward. Countless waves of giant god sea rush to the corner of the moon. Taking the big demon king of meat mountain as the center, it rolls back to the rear directly. The whole coast of the giant god sea seems to be cut off directly by a sharp blade, and even forms a very strange vacuum zone.
Break the beam, cut the waves, break the sea!
In front of the corner of the sea and moon, there is the strongest dyke in summer!
With the forward impact of the magic wave, countless long hairy water ghosts were directly shocked into dust in the whole sea water, making the sea water of the giant god sea become pitch black. Even the ghost king τ, whose body is the same size, retreats towards the rear and neighs unceasingly under the impact of wave after wave, because only instinct is left, which is bigger than him in front On the big tyrannical body, I feel a strong threat to the extreme.The waves on the moon cliff of Shanghai were cut off and sent back. The haicuozong sect gate, which was washed away by the sea water, reappeared the devastated land. The whole clan was extremely tragic. There were a cold corpse of haicuozong friars everywhere.
Tens of thousands of disciples were still alive with swords at this time. They looked at the back of the great demon king of meat mountain who went straight into the sky. They all sat down on the ground with dull expression. There was no excitement and joy for the rest of their lives. Some of them were just grief that could not be dissolved.
"Little Lord!"
All of a sudden, a sad cry sounded. All of them turned around and saw a young man with a Chinese character face and a blue robe of Hai CuO Zong. He was lying on his back with his eyes open. However, his face was no longer bloody. A large amount of blood dyed the ground under him, almost forming a small blood pool.
Yuan Chuan has lost all the vitality, but his hands are tightly holding Yuan Jiang's head!
The wail from the rear was introduced into Liang Po's ears. Then, the normally calm and silent emperor's personal guard raised the heavy fist like two mountains again and continued to smash it forward.
Liang Po once again expressed his anger with practical actions.
The second wave of thunder Thunderclap forward again, and the giant god Sea continued to form a huge tsunami.
It's just that the direction of the tsunami is the inland sea, which is τ, and the white meditation sitting on its head!
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