On the top of the mountain, the golden drum, the Hua Guang, is covered with a big mask, and the drum is like thunder and shock.

The woman also sounded "cut off ~" from the top of the mountain again.
"Drink ~!" The silver barrier composed of thousands of dignified mountain guards in the south should be drunk again immediately.
Immediately, they buckled their shields into the mountain body in front of them and knelt down on one knee. At the same time, their right palms shook to the ground almost at the same time, and their arms turned purer again than gurgling water into the mountain body!
At the same time, the crystal shield is also shining like a silver dragon scales.
In a flash, the blue light lines appear ten feet ahead before the mountain shakes the barrier, and Shui Ze is restless and surges like boiling.
"slay the devil ~!" The mountain girl’s call has resounded through Shannan!
Thousands of Shanhaiwei have grabbed the shield and stopped drinking "Ben ~!"
The number of flowing water Guanghua instantly ran from the mountain with a thousand shields to the foot barrier.
Before the burst of barriers, Shui Ze unexpectedly turned into a huge blue water plow blade like a million Ma Benteng, and more than 3,000 people who had been forced into the twenty-foot ink spirit evil clan combed the waves and cut them off.
Where I passed, if I was cracked by several iron plows, the waves of hard soil and water flew around and splashed around.
Dark red blood splashes to half like blood rain all over the sky, and the columns of evil figures are instantly scored and cut in two, still maintaining a forward trend and falling into shallow water.
Such a powerful attack has been overlooked as if it had been combed by a huge comb in an instant. More than 3,000 vigilantes have lost nearly half in an instant!
But this left less than two thousand ink spirit evil who didn’t stop half a step because of this, but fierce not afraid of death hit a solid barrier!
Huge waves can shake the ground when they beat on the shore.
The unyielding flag-bearer of the guard has held the chess in his left hand and stabbed a fierce night watchman with intent to climb the mountain barrier.
More than a hundred barriers, mountains and seas, Wei also turned into flowing water, and the thorns kept stabbing.
But for a moment, the powerful spirit force of Mohling clan was revealed.
His mind was crushed by feelings. Shanhaiwei insisted on not counting his breath, but then he showed his fear. The flag bearer was even more devastated by swarming evil. He was kneeling and holding the flag and leaning against the bloody stone, breathing less and breathing more …
At this moment, the night guards of the Moling clan have crossed the barrier and stared at the front of Nanshan with cold eyes. They have been shivering and their eyes are splitting.
Step ~!
Pedal barriers, gravel ringing, sticky plasma
An ink-spirit night watchman has covered half of the barrier and the dying flag bearer in an ink-dyed cloak.
His blue and cold eyes stared at the top of the mountain in the dark, and a beautiful image of a silver cloak giggled
This spectre-like evil smile seems to be so horrible in Shanhaiwei’s ears, just like the devil in hell.
At this moment, the powerful evil spirit of the Mohling clan affects the front of the array. In the eyes of Shan Haiwei, this Mohling clan is as horrible as the ghost who knows nothing about life and death.
Seeing that Shanhaiwei in front has gradually lost his courage to resist, he is frightened and is struggling to retreat slowly.
At the first sight of the night watchman, he laughed even more.
Seeing that he reached out and grabbed the dying flag-bearer’s head, he immediately squeezed it, which was like a melon and fruit bursting and piercing!
Hoo ~
This nocturnal Wei Shou looked up and took a deep breath, then inhaled a wisp of residual soul into the snorting, lifted his feet and trampled on the fallen Wei Qi with intoxication, and mused, "It’s delicious … no one left."
Suddenly, the barriers are dense, and the night guards have rushed to kill like hungry tigers.
The drums on the top of the mountain resounded through the sky again, and the blue light waves diluted the fear in Shanhaiwei’s heart.
If this golden drum is blessed, it is estimated that Shanhaiwei has already been stunned by evil spirits and scared to flight.
At the same time, the beautiful image on the top of the mountain has been torn off from the shoulders, and the white cloak with a collar shape reveals the perfect combination of softness and fortitude. The face is slender and the ponytail hair floats like running water.

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