Chapter 385： Bully the ancestor (1/2)
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81_81261 Jiuyang flew into the sky, trapping the three great giants with lightning.
”Self-explosive artifacts, I'm blocked and I'll wait! Great ambition!” Han Jianglin avoids the sealed sun, which contains horrible energy enough to kill them.
”But how long can we be trapped? You, you can't escape!”
Intermediate artifacts exploded, their energy weakened, and they could not be trapped for too long!
Fengming Pavilion's eyes were filled with grief and indignation, and she whispered, ”Fenger, the elixir is taken! Even if you die, you will have to fight to the end!”
Yu Ling's eyes are sad and weeping with faintness. Although she is cold and arrogant, the most respected person in her heart is the master: ”Master, run away, our disciples will block them for you!”
”One person is not enough. Ten of us are not enough. Ten of us are not enough. We are not enough. We have 10,000 disciples and are willing to die for the Master!”
A hissing voice touched the hearts of all the female disciples.
”Wish to fight for Master!”
唰 唰 唰 ——
One after another, she knelt down on one knee and gave a desolate and tragic cry: ”Please go first!”
Master go first!
Go first!
Among the many forces, Fengming Pavilion is the most harmonious force, united internally and externally, and has no dispute with the world.
Feng Mingge's Lord was very lenient and was deeply loved by his disciples.
At the critical moment, the disciples gave up their lives.
The tragic sound of maneuvering for nine days shook Fengming Fort.
”You guys, stupid!” Fengmingge's subject trembled. ”There is only one life, do you understand?”
A sad atmosphere filled the sky.
Not a girl disciple, she keeps sobbing and crying silently.
They were afraid of death, but they were even more afraid of death.
”The disciples of Fengming Pavilion obey orders!” Pavilion Master Qian flashed her determination, her face showing pain.
”All disciples, run away immediately!”
”Fengming Pavilion, starting today ... dissolution!”
Saying the last word, Fengming Pavilion was ten years old.
Loss, self-blame, grief, and pain are mixed in my heart.
Fengming Pavilion, which has stood for hundreds of years, is ruined in her palm!
Yu Ling burst into tears: ”Master, I won't go! You die, I die with you, you fight, I fight with you!”
Difficulty shows the true feelings, and Yu Ling's eyes are absolutely clear: ”I was accepted by the teacher since I was young, and I have no help. You are the only person I want to protect!”
”How can I leave you alone?”
True love is like mountains, heavy and warm.
Countless disciples are moving inside, looking at each other, and they all appear to be a little bit clear: ”I am willing to fight for the master!”
”Fight for the Lord!”
”The Lord is here, we are here, the Lord is dead, we are dead!”
Female disciple counts absolutely!
The will of 10,000 people, together, is like a torrent of steel that strikes people's hearts.
Even if it is the owner of Fengming Pavilion, or even Han Jianglin, the three great giants, they are shaken by this will!
Rao was Su Yu, and he was shocked on the spot, his heart moved silently.
He had never seen a group of leaders so united and defended with death.
Looking at the owner of Fengming Pavilion, Su Yu suddenly relieved: ”You are here, Fengming Pavilion is here, you are everything to Fengming Pavilion.”
As long as the owner of Fengming Pavilion is alive, her disciples, her gatekeepers, and her people will not surrender.
The light flickered in the eyes, and the master of Fengming Pavilion choked and couldn't make a sound.
”Master, here is the elixir.” Fengxian crouched down and fetched a jade bottle.
Her expression was as indifferent as ever, without joy or sorrow, even if the teacher was dying.
That inappropriate temperament is incompatible with the atmosphere of Fengming Pavilion.
Taking out a pill, it seems to be a common healing pill, but it contains a sacred power.
”There are labors and phoenixes.” Feng Mingge took it, swallowed it up, and Cixiang touched Fengxian's forehead: ”I will let you lose your will and heal me, I'm sorry.”
The power of holiness can help the injury, but it will consume some of God's will.
Fengxian bowed her head, quietly accepting the loving caress of the Lord Fengming Pavilion, her face pale, and holy dust: ”No need to thank, who made you the Lord, let alone ...”
The corners of Fengxian's mouth are still indifferent, but they are a bit strange, a cold, a hidden killer: ”What's more, Master is going to die here today! A little holy power, even if it is a reward teacher Respect the grace of parenting! ”
Suddenly and swiftly murderous, make the surrounding Phoenix girl bewildered.
What happened to Impatiens?
what--
suddenly! The owner of Fengmingge snorted, covered his abdomen, and said in a panic, ”My Dantian! You did not swallow me to cure the panacea!”
Fengxian's indifferent face was covered with a trace of cold abuse: ”Then, of course, it is not a cure for elixir. It is specially made for the master. Nine deaths!”
Jiu Dan Dan? Everyone's faces changed!
According to rumors, it can make Feiwu five rebuilds as a waste of ancient elixir?
Danfang from the pharmacist!
However, it is not a legend that this elixir lacks the mysterious power that the true dragon continent did not have. Can it be successfully refined?
Why, why does it appear in the hands of Fengxian?
If Su Yu is struck by lightning, the cold light splashes in her eyes, and she condenses, ”It is you who instructed Zhou Jing to steal the medicine house Danfang!”
Killing and refining medicine in the Chai Fang, extremely cruel, and very fierce, it is the sage who is famous all over the world, Fengxian! !!
How can the two be associated?
A **** fierce, a noble and holy!
”Hehehehe .. I know now, it's too late!” Fengxian's holy face was distorted by a sneer, and a hint of haze appeared!
”In order to make this nine-dead dan, I tried many years of refining the elixir. How is it, Master, and still satisfied?” Fengxian sneered, looking down at the owner of Fengming Pavilion who had lost everything.