Chapter 311

With that, he laughed again.

Lingchen looked at the emperor and said, "you are not a human being. How can you understand the word hope?"

The emperor's face suddenly became stiff.

He said in a cold voice, "fenglingzhu will not be given to you."

"You don't have to give it." Step forward and take my own sword

The emperor of heaven breathed slowly.

"Don't be wild."

Laojun called, suddenly threw out a golden circle, toward the Lingchen hit.

Ling Chen frowned and immediately cut it with a sword.

Bang!

The iron circle was bounced, but the sword in Ling Chen's hand was suddenly broken.

And his whole body was knocked upside down.

Lingchen felt as if he had been hit by a train. The whole person flew out and bumped into the south gate.

Boom!

The whole south gate was smashed by him.

Ling dust tumbled on the ground for a few laps before stopping. Before he got up, he suddenly spurted out a stream of blood.

His face was three points white.

The diamond bracelet just now is one of the magic weapons of the supreme emperor.

He got up and took out a healing pill, which was much better.

When he looked into the distance, he saw the countless soldiers and generals who were killing themselves. They came from the clouds with angry thunder and lightning at their feet.

Lingchen stood in the air, looking at the vast and boundless generals, and suddenly remembered the legend that there was once a monkey like this, facing countless soldiers and generals.

"Mortal, you have violated the law of heaven. You'd better be arrested."

Cried one of the magistrates.

"There are 100000 soldiers and generals here. Are you a mortal, can you kill me?"

Ling Chen said, "if you don't try, how can you know."

"Ignorant human beings."

The Oracle sighed and waved.

One hundred thousand soldiers and generals are going to kill Lingchen.

With a wave of their swords in their hands, they saw tens of thousands of swords converging on Lingchen, covering the sky and blocking the sun, as if thousands of arrows were fired at once.

"Come on."

Lingchen bought a high-quality spirit sword, and bought the scroll of the sword God, and then said so.

A hundred thousand swords.

When the battle Ge fell like a rainstorm, Ling Chen's tiny body was suddenly submerged.

With thin wine half a minute, but a person think, deep white bone, cup cup cup is still warm, leave a dream, can someone smell?

Dudao is a lonely soul in his years, and there is no trace of thousands of mountains. How many people ask each other? After ten years of seeing each other off, only the sound of desert wind and sand is heard, and thousands of miles of yellow sand are covered with copper rust. Dudao is a memory of ten years, who remembers and more scars.

"There is no doubt that he will die."

God saw the war Ge will Ling dust submerged, so said so.

But just as he was about to turn around and withdraw his troops.

Boom!

The South Gate burst open suddenly.

Those fighting swords were blown to pieces and splashed everywhere. In the dust, a figure stood there.

The oracle was startled.

"It's all right?"

The gods widened their eyes. Are human beings so terrible now?

When they saw it clearly, they suddenly felt a sigh of relief, because they clearly saw that a battle dagger had pierced Lingchen's thigh and chest.

At the moment, he was bleeding.

"It's just the end of a strong crossbow."

Shenguan said: "once again, let the son of sin subdue the law."

"Yes

At the same time, a hundred thousand voices rang out, shaking the sky and earth.

That hundred thousand rays of light rose again and went to kill the crumbling Ling Ling dust. This time, if it fell on him again, he would surely die.

Ling dust looked at the light, pulled out a smile on his face.

"System, give me a hand, I think I can still play."