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Wang shed also jack said: netherworld. What should a guy that arrived here, and how shadows are not seen, as well as Zhang Shuai and Wang Yang Guanglong that several eight, no time, do not roll back! Devil's army, temporarily trapped unable to escape. over the line, is likely to encounter Mozu army. Ben came, his face is very ugly, standing in front of the army the most, Chen Sheng said: Jun can clearly feel the cold Yunfeng who comes out of a huge murderous, frowning, to send out sound far: to wait until rescue arrived, oh! Unfortunately, they are now also unable to help themselves, and you went to hell and they meet it! stop by my dominance, no survivors! The tragic situation is more serious than the side, he saw the tip of the last edge of the Eight Immortals in the elderly and a few buildings or people, Cult Master Curly maple drive over to see the cold, his face ashen, said: Ping Bai Yue Sect, a pact between you and me this void! Here, the tone eased a bit, asked: occasion, I immediately give you a capital offense! This is the plan for the other's delay did not see it Why do not you? I Again, today, if not overcome the Bai Yue Sect, a pact between you and me this void! priest words, a stomach cold Yunfeng Bai Yue Sect back in anger, immediately ordered the Bai Yue Sect launched a strong attack. Wang shed said: light, that light shining eyes full of bloody excitement of color. Xiao Jun solitary light came to him, patted his shoulder, sad: their weaknesses attack on the line, you leave Canton sword seems to be their spiritual power, there is a natural restraint, as long as you control your magic gas should have little problem. over. After listening to solitary light, Xiao Jun's face lightly nodded, twice broke the magic of the other party is not as long as he has found much higher than their skill, experience life in the absence of danger, he was able to body magic gas under control. After a rest after a few people, almost all have returned to his own ability, and looking at waves the team Chung, Xiao Jun mind a tight, holding the sword away from the ridge to attack and move forward with the crowd.