Chapter 370 370 Wave Two 2

The huge sadness is like a wave, and waves of the waves of rational defense.

"Dad just now, applying for me, let me hide me a bit, worry about what happened to my father and mother?" Yinger was still asking.

"They, they are okay." The dead Zen tears left with a nose, blown up by strong wind, and thrown behind them.

He choked and answered.

"You have to stick to it, get better, and then, our family will be together."

Suddenly he was in front of him.

On the road in front, a white five -seater car was drove on the face.

On the side of the car, there is a dark golden word with the nine gates of the clouds.

He recognizes this kind of car. This is an exclusive luxury car that is generally equipped with high -level high -levels.

Such a high -level character at the level, absolutely carrying life -saving fast -acting medicine and first aid!

"Help !!" The dead Zen suddenly screamed, decelerating the motorcycle, a horizontal swing, blocking the other party to go.

The car also braked quickly, so I almost didn't hit it.

Click.

The door opened, a mysterious person wearing a black slim robe and a golden eagle mask, got out of the car.

"Save my wife !! She was seriously injured, and was a high -level in the disaster."

laugh!

Suddenly, a golden imaginary shadow approached the dead meditation, in the middle of his chest.

嘭 !!!

The spiritual shock like a simple bell, instantly shocked his whole person's consciousness.

Immediately after, there was a heartache in the heart.

Wait for God.

Dead Zen saw himself flying backwards, his body arched, floating in the air.

A large amount of blood poured out of the chest and sprinkled down.

His wife Yinger has rolled to the ground and fell weakly in front of the golden eagle mask.

唰.

The mask human lightning back to pull the sword behind the lightning, the cold light flashed.

The blade scratched from Yinger's neck, and one was divided into two.

The head rolled out, and the blood split out, everything seemed to be still at this moment.

"No !!!! Yinger !!!"

Wutchen opened his eyes and the pain of the heart. At this time, he couldn't see the fiancee and the children who had not yet been born. He was killed in person in person. The pain and despair produced.

"Chixiao Sword, it's really a waste in your hands."

Golden Eagle Mask came out of the sound and grabbed the dead meditation.

Big!

The red Chixiao sword flies out of the air, and fell steadily in his palm.

This first inheritance of the world's Xuanmen, at this time, actually fell into the hands of this mysterious face.

This kind of inheritance canal that can only be used by this kind of martial arts is actually in this person, and can also be commanded like an arm!

This completely subverts the basic common sense of withered Zen since childhood.

thump.

The dead Zen fell into the cliff, and smashed into the surging canyon water flowing at the bottom, splashing a large wave of waves.

The corpse called Yinger's body also kicked out, and let him fall down the cliff together.

"Don't you need to make up the knife?" Another golden man came down in the car, and asked Shen Sheng.

"His heart was pierced by me, and he would die." The gold hawk mask came back indifferently. "Let's go, Chixiao Sword is here."

The two got on the car quickly, crossed the motorcycles, and galloped in the distance.

At this time, the bottom of the cliff, the canyon river.

The heart of the dead Zen was pierced, but the powerful Taoist realm and surgical cultivation. The refinement of his breakthroughs that have not given up for many years have made him not completely died for a while.

He opened his eyes wide and slowly sinking towards the cold turbid water.

The tattered robe on the body risen in the water and the dark red blood line.

Everything at this time seemed to be quiet. Only he stared at the light blue water on his head quietly.

In the broken wave, it seemed to be kept on all the pictures he experienced in his life.

He was so calm and calm, calm down

It seems like a static statue, motionless.

until.

puff.

A new body slowly sinks from above.

It is Yinger's headless corpse.

Her head was rushed by the rapids. I didn't know where to go.

The dead Zen slowly looked up and looked at the wife's body that was once familiar.

Slowly, on his body, a stream of silence, despair, and gloomy spiritual fluctuations, spreading around.

Deep in this dark underwater, the last step that plagues the withering Zen for a long time, breaks through the limits of this way, and takes out the new path that is unique to itself. At this moment, it seems to be thorough and bright.

Om.

In the neck of the dead Zen, the subcutaneous purple fluorescence suddenly lit up.

It was a purple metal tablet he planted by his parents when he was a child.

At that time, he didn't know what it was, but now, the dead meditation understands.

This is the ultra -micro -miniature -saving technique arranged by his father on him.

Under the water, a circle of magnificent spiritual fluctuations, centered on withered Zen, continuously spreading from four weeks.

The wound of his heart was also quickly closed under the reply of life -saving, and the bleeding point was forcibly blocked.

The dead Zen went up silently, reaching out to catch Yinger's sinking body.

The majestic spiritual fluctuations began to shrink suddenly, like a black hole, as if it can devour the conscious thinking that surrounded by the surroundings.

This state of scattered from the outside to internal shrinkage, in the Xuanmen, has a unified name.

Its name is: Heavenly Master.

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roadside.

Yu Hong took the phone and kept calling the number.

Buzz.

A white car passed by him, with the Taoist mark faintly engraved on it.

Yu Hong planned to take a closer look, but the phone in his hand happened to be connected, so he didn't pay attention.

"Hey, are you Master Zuo Tianshi? I am Zhengrou, the master of Qingchen Temple, which belongs to the Dao Channel."

"I am Tianshi Daotong Hongming. Tianshi is not free right now. If you have anything to do, just tell me and I will write it down and relay it to him." A lazy young female voice came from the other end of the phone.

"I have something urgent here. Can you please answer the phone directly to Zuo Tianshi?" Yu Hong frowned.

Snap.

It hung up over there.

Yu Hong felt angry and dialed the other party's number again. But this time the other party didn't answer the call and just ignored it.

Ten times in a row, he was so angry that he left a message on the phone and then simply changed his number.

There is no mistake, every song is published and every content is read one by one!

This time it was handed to Xu Chongxu Tianshi from Xia Yuan Tianshi Mansion.
To be continued...