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Suo Guoyun will not leak, it will not fall down, not hurt the king, the people, and it is worthy of what they have learned!

Seeing the dragon rising to the sky, the airflow poured backwards and scattered to the army and civilians.

Click ~

Changes in air-conditioning, sky changes sharply.

The rolling black clouds had covered the seven red moons in an instant, and the dark shadows covered the entire Fengdu City for a moment. Thunder rolled in the undulating clouds, and the raging wind was like a ghost crying.

The thunder that ran through the sky was winding like a dragon like a snake, breaking into the city while breaking.

Such a change in nature, even those who are not able to sense the changes in the air-conditioning, are also shocked.

No one would think that this is ordinary thundercloud sky, because without any thunderstorm days, it can make people's hearts so heavy and depressed, and it is impossible to let the heavens and the earth black out their fingers.

Dafeng soared above the clouded city walls, and thousands of soldiers shook their hearts, only to feel that the dark cloud was above their heads and within reach.

Many people are numb and numb, whether they are affected by the thunder or fear in their hearts.

On the eaves of the restaurant, An Qisheng couldn't help but admire, but he was also aware of the calamity in the original track, and deduced what would have happened.

This move by Han Ta Gong has put an end to the birth of Qianlong in the heavens and the earth, and saved the passing national movement.

Qi Yun seems to be mysterious, but it is actually a gathering of humane luck. National Games is the fate of a country.

In other words, Qi Yun is a hero, while Qi Yun is a demon.

The Korean national palace is no longer outflowed by the Han Dynasty. Even if the world is in turmoil, the court will also send out talents. Good luck, Yan Dafeng hundreds of years of national transportation.

However, he never dreamed that the King Feng would destroy the Dragon King armor at the expense of the city.

It's a pity, but a pity.

However, King Feng was able to get his wish, but was eventually defeated by the King of Heaven, the King of the Heavenly Emperor Qin Tian, ​​who followed Han Ta Gong, before the people of heaven.

His teacher is so, no wonder some are so.

"How many heroes are there."

An Qisheng looked up and drank a glass of Chinese wine.

Regardless of position, anyone who has his own pursuit and consistent implementation is admirable.

This is true of Pang Wanyang, and Han Taegong, the same old **** who once asked himself in the city if he had a seed.

In the future, the layout of heaven and man's air-qi technique will last for decades, and eventually Huang Fu, who killed the soldiers, will do the same.

Drink up.

An Qisheng's eyes fell to the place of Wang Cheng again.

In his induction, a majestic gas machine like a mountain and a sea was about to spray out, the breath was fierce and majestic, deep and mighty, Mo said it was him.

Masters all over the city can feel the sprout of that machine.

It is also the collision of this air machine with the city-wide air transport that has triggered this horror phenomenon that is almost going to die.

That should be the Dragon King armor.

Compared to the Hanhai Dalong Banner, which is still dormant, this heaven and earth soldier is about to recover.

The Dragon King Armor is a special one among the eight heavenly soldiers.

Not only because it is made from the scale and bone blood of a heterogeneous true dragon of the heavenly human series, but also because it is the only defensive magic soldier among the eight heavenly human magic soldiers.

It is conceivable that a celestial body defending the magic soldier, if it is put on, no one can break the defense except the celestial people or other soldiers.

"Dragon King Armor"

"In the end what happened?"

Looking at the nearly boiling Fengdu City, Huang Fu's heart was suddenly trembling, panic-stricken and worried.

Throughout Fengdu City, his qi-qi technique can be counted among the top three.

But at this time, it was impossible to see what happened at this time and why the National Games were turbulent.

"Teacher, teacher him"

Huang Fu was shocked and suddenly thought of Han Ta Gong.

One turned downstairs, walked a few steps, and entered the backyard.

"Are teachers here? Something happened!"

No, he just yelled and was stopped by the door.

Take a closer look, but it is Gui Xiaoer.

"What are you doing to stop me?"

Huang Fu pushed him away and rushed in.

"The teacher ordered that no one should be disturbed, and he would not come to Qin Tianjian"

Gui Xiaoer slammed Huang Fu, yelled loudly

"Do you still want to disobey the teacher!"

Huang Fu's body shook, and two lines of tears flowed immediately.

"The disciples are not good for half a lifetime, after all, they can't disobey you."

In muttering to himself, Huang Fu fell to his knees and nodded heavily.

"teacher"

"It's not good, it's not good. It's like a gas machine this day, why is that so?"

"The source of this day's elephant air machine seems to be where the king city is, can it be the king?"

"No matter what happens, you must go to Wangcheng at this time!"

Jin Yiwei commanded the ambassador's mansion, among the six gates and the gates, the two east and west factories, the Kyoto garrison, and the court's worship, and many civil and military ministers. If anyone felt the changes in the air this day, none of them would change color.

Among them are those who have deep martial arts skills. In addition, they have been involved in secrets and feel far deeper than others.

Immediately, no one dared to neglect, all hurried out of the mansion and headed for Wangcheng.

"Han taste palace!"

On the viewing platform, Feng Wang's eyes were red, his chest was extremely undulating, and his intention to kill penetrated the sky, and there seemed to be a flame burning in the sky.

How did he not know what the Han taste palace was for?

However, with the movement of the National Games, he has felt the turbulent gas machine underground like a volcano that has not erupted for thousands of years.

Dragon King armor, can't stop it

In the two hundred years of Dafeng, the plans of the ancestors of the Taizu and Taizong ancestors were so unsuccessful. The plans of the two hundred years had all their ambitions and were about to fall through.

Looking at Han Taigong, who closed his eyes, his palms trembled several times.

Suddenly throwing it off the observation deck

"roll!!!

After today, you and I will die! !! "

In the end,

He still couldn't get started.

boom!

Under the observation platform with a height of one hundred feet, Han Taigong fell heavily to the ground, and a slab like Baiyu was suddenly smashed into powder, and the cracks in the spider web were spreading several feet.

The distance of a hundred feet is nothing for the master of the pulse.

However, Han Tsang Kung, who was blocked by the qi and blocked the Qi, still couldn't help spitting blood.

"Master Han!"

Zhu Zhengqing, who had just rushed to Wangcheng, just saw this scene, and his look suddenly changed.

Several ups and downs

"Mr. Han, where is the king? What happened? Who hurt you? Could it be that the prince of Taoism killed the king ?!"

Between the rabbit's ups and downs, a figure fell from the sky, but it was the extension of the catching **** Liu.

"Brother Han?"

His complexion changed before he could inquire. He shook his hands and dropped a bottle of healing medicine to Zhu Zhengqing.

boom!

Leaving Han taste palace.

He could no longer care for any majesty, stepped on it, and turned into a stream of light towards the hall.

Liu Yanzhi felt that an air machine had disappeared, and Yu Tian et al., Who did not care about the madness of his complexion, stepped up.

Hum ~

King Feng just crossed the barriers and walked into the tunnel.

I heard a resounding sound of endless anger accompanied by the unstoppable red gold light that filled the entire tunnel

"What happened? Could it have been dropped by soldiers? !!!"

In the red light, the old **** trembled, and the shawl emitted seven tricks that could not cover the bleeding on his face.

He was furious and had no idea what was happening.

Such turbulent national movements are only possible if the enemy's soldiers are present near the city. In addition, such a large turmoil will never happen.

Even if it was killed by a stabbing king and King Feng died on the throne, such a great turmoil would never happen.

After all, King Feng still has brothers, children, and even an uncle.

"Tao National Games, scattered the whole city"

Feng Wang answered astringently.

"How could this be ?! Who is it? Is it Han Han Palace? Isn't it?"

The burly old **** with red-haired and white-haired boy face sends out a sound of anger and softness, the quake trembles authentically

"It's only over ten years, and it's only over ten years, and you're done. Now it's a shortfall! How did you let me die to see Taizu Taizong ?!"

The wind howled in the tunnel, and the promenade was covered with thunder and thunder, and earth and stones fell.

Feng Wang flicked his sleeves and hurriedly asked.

"Well, can there be a remedy?"

"Remedy, yes! The National Games are scattered and not in chaos. Qiyun is still in Fengdu. As long as Qiyun is still in Fengdu, there will be opportunities and opportunities to remedy!"

In the stern and heavy laughter, the old **** in red suddenly stood up, with long hair flying like a ghost.

"As long as you kill this military and civilian, you can remedy it!"

"what?"

Feng Feng's heart trembled, and he suddenly lost his voice. "This is impossible!"

He never considered himself a soft-hearted person, but he could never kill his capital.

Throughout the dynasties, even the ridiculous king of the country, it was impossible to kill his own capital and his own people.

"How can a loving heart be king?"

The old **** in red gave a loud drink and turned to grasp the source of the golden light of Dadao

"I come!"

Wow!

A stream of golden iron and iron symphony accompanied the unbearable hate.

Feng Wang's pupils shrank.

Just listen to the sound of a dragon yelling through the world ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ A red golden light soars into the sky, and for a short time, the tunnel that has been long for thousands of miles and poured with countless gold and iron has collapsed!

Bang!

Just after Liu Yanchang took a step, he was alert in his heart, and his body moved backwards.

I saw a huge vibration, and the violent red gold light erupted from the ground like a thin volcano with the violent wind!

In an instant, all the land ten miles away had been upside down. In front of his eyes, the whole hall collapsed!

Countless tiles, beams, and furnishings were blown into the sky by the stormy air!

Ang ~~~

Among the shocked eyes of Liu Yanchang, Yutian, and the chaotic eunuchs, armored men, and court masters, the red golden light soared into the sky is truly a real dragon!

A dragon rushed out of the ground! !!

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