The three inch long red sword turned into three meters in size, spurting flames and turning into giant birds. The flames were blazing. The terrible high temperature twisted the surrounding air.

The flaming bird is alive and vivid. A red sword inside contains a killing opportunity.

The eyes of countless people below twinkle. The magic weapon of the Shinto friars is so miraculous!

"Die for me The Shinto immortal hands, looking at the Aspen grimly smile, a finger, the flaming bird across the sky, roaring toward the poplar.

How strange is the expression of poplar? Fire? You play with fire in front of me?

Grinning, in full view of the public, the poplar stretched out his right hand and opened his five fingers. He ignored the flying flaming bird, but aimed at the Shinto real monk from a distance.

What is he doing?

Almost all people see this scene in the mind have such doubts, are not scared silly?

In the face of the poplar, the distant palm of his hand, I don't know why, the Shinto Friar's heart is tight, there is a trace of bad feeling.

Facing each other, the poplar's open hand suddenly grasps into the fist.

At the next moment, just hearing the roar of boom, the Shinto real man was on fire. Suddenly, a terrible red flame appeared around his body, like a small round of sun, enveloping him.

The flame rises, and the temperature of the red flame is too high. A fireball with a diameter of five meters covers each other. The surrounding air is twisted. The terrible high temperature makes the river below boil.

"What kind of flame is that? The temperature is so terrible?"

"On fire? That guy's burning himself

Countless people were shocked, and then the expression was strange. He made a huge flaming bird himself, but then he ignited it? What's the situation

"No!"

Being enveloped in the air by the power flame of poplar, the Shinto monk uttered a rapid and brief roar of despair.

Then, he was gone. He was burned to fly ash. Nothing was left. He even died before the Yin God came out of the body. He died crisp and clean!

All the Yin gods were burned to death, and they were out of their wits!

Shinto friar, his body is very fragile. In front of the power flame of poplar, he has mental calculation but no intention. How can he not die?

See this scene, people look at the poplar, there is no previous kind of contempt heart, that kind of flame is so terrible, and, what's the problem? No energy fluctuation. Is it a special skill?

At this moment, people think of the picture of poplar flying to realize that he is also a Shinto monk!

But, the word of the powerful monk.

Sure enough, no Shinto monk in the world is simple.

When the man was killed, the flaming bird flying to the poplar collapsed in an instant because of the loss of its owner's urging. The three meter sword instantly reduced to three inches in size and fell to the ground.

The magic weapon of the Shinto friar, which is stimulated by the spirit of the mind, and the master dies, naturally there is no magical performance.

If you want to kill my cat, no one can save you, hum!

The enemy turns to fly ash, and the poplar heart is cold hum. He won't be so angry at him when he starts. But he can't kill his cat. He is very protective of the calf.

Baiyang sat on the wall, stretched out a move, three inch long red sword flew in, he caught it in his hand.

The three inch sword is red in color. It looks like it is polished with red crystal. It has a lot of weight in the hand. Through the transparent sword body, you can see that there are countless complicated patterns interwoven with silk threads inside the sword body, which makes people dizzy. Baiyang knows that it is the array engraved in this Shinto magic weapon.

The magic weapon of a Shinto monk can be called a magic weapon because it has been engraved with the array. Otherwise, it is just an ordinary artifact.

Try to penetrate into the sword, poplar eyebrows a pick.

He obviously felt that his mental power was absorbed by the array of the sword. His mental power was like a key to open the sword. The array texture in the sword flickered. The sword actually faced the storm and became three meters in size.

Even, the array in the little sword still absorbs his spiritual power. At the next moment, the flame rises from the sword and turns into a bird of fire.

Looking at the flaming bird hovering overhead, the poplar grinned.

The magic weapon of the Shinto friars, this is the magic weapon of the Shinto friars, can actually be driven by the spiritual force. In the words of the Shinto friar, it is the power of the spirit, the power of the Yin God.

As the sword is urged, poplar can obviously feel that his spiritual strength is consuming. If his consciousness sinks into his mind, he can feel that his Yin spirit body is mysteriously disappearing and gradually becomes weak.

But the Yin spirit of poplar is too strong, and the consumption is negligible.

"The blood tattooed sword of Mo Yuanchi is only a semi-finished product, without any abnormal performance. The two chains are just simple things to bind foreign animals and have no other functions. This small sword is the real magic weapon, the magic weapon of Shinto friars. Now, it's mine!"The body of the sword is moved by the mental force. The white poplar is like an arm and fingers. He doesn't feel that this is something other people can't use.

Yes, although it's someone else's thing, the Shinto monk's magic weapon may have recognized the Lord, but the master is dead, and the ownerless thing, of course, is his.

When he thought about it, the flaming bird disappeared. The three meter sword shrank into three inches and fell into the hands of poplar. He held the sword. The poplar rubbed his scalp with the sword and scratched his head. Looking at the people outside the city, he had a strange smile on his face.

A Shinto immortal brings himself a magic weapon. So, there are so many people outside, more than 1000, and 50% of the parallel goods are taken away. If all of them are killed, how many good things will be left for themselves?

Poplar heart!

Outside the city wall, poplars instantly exterminate that Shinto friar, people have not yet responded, and saw the strange eyes of poplar, do not know why, one by one is upset.

How do you look at them, I feel that the eyes of poplar are scared, as if they were treated as sheep.

"Ah I have some skills, but do you want to know how to die? "

At this time, the ghost king in the dark cloud again spoke, and his voice was full of abuse.

Poplar's eyes suddenly became bright, and looked at the black cloud. Yes, a Shinto friar in real life brought such a magic weapon to himself. What about the real king? There must be more good things.

Kill him, in any case, Xuelian didn't teach a good thing. After killing him, his things are mine!

"Dead? No, no, no, you can't kill me if you don't even dare to show your face. Tut, what? Let's have a discussion Poplar looked at the black cloud and said with a smile.

"Oh? Discuss? Hehe, are you afraid? Well, it's not impossible to discuss. I can give you two ways. First, join the blood lotus sect and follow my orders. I will keep you under ten thousand people. Second, I will kill you, capture your Yin gods, and refine you into puppets and evil spirits for me to drive.

"No, I mean, can you please don't damage my things later?" Bai Yang shook his head at the black cloud.

"Your stuff? What do you have? " The king of ghosts didn't react. What a mess.

Bai Yang smiles and doesn't explain anything. Instead, he looks at other people and looks at the whole audience, especially staying for a moment on Luo Guangyuan and Yu Cangsong.

Rising up, the poplar stood on the wall, squinting at all the people and said, "I know the purpose of your coming here. The Dragon veins turn over, one by one find here to get the treasures of the Dragon veins. However, this is my home, here is my home, here is my home. Important things need to be said three times!"

"Run to my house and grab things? What's the difference between this and a robber? People are greedy, this I understand, understand your mood, but again, this is my home! If you want to rob my family, you should be ready to be killed! "

"Now, I'll give you a chance to leave. If you don't leave and want to continue to rob my house, don't blame me for my impoliteness. When the time comes, you will be dead. Don't say I didn't give you a chance!"

Bai Yang said this and gave an ultimatum to the people outside.

He didn't want to get into trouble, but he was not afraid of trouble!

No one spoke, and no one left, even after seeing the means before poplar.

Who are you scaring? Yes, you are good. But so what? There are so many people outside, and the worst are warriors. There are more than 100 masters in Shinto, and there are many martial arts masters. There are two great masters and a real king. What are we afraid of?

This valley is finished. It's going to be over. Fish in troubled waters. Maybe you can have some soup. Go? You want to scare us away with a few words? no way!

Seeing the silence of the crowd, Bai Yang smiles and doesn't care. Since you don't go, you are looking for death.

Looking up, Bai Yang looked at Yu Cangsong and squinted: "Master Yu, I know your granddaughter Yu feifeng. Although the relationship is not very good, I know you after all. So, you go. Really, I advise you to leave quickly"

hearing Bai Yang's words, Yu Cangsong raised his eyebrows and shook his head without saying anything. Obviously, he could not give up the treasure bred by the dragon vein.

All the people below looked at the poplar oddly, this guy actually threatened a great master?

Baiyang no longer said what, since Yu Cangsong insisted, looking for it, not without giving you a chance.

Standing on the wall, poplar eyes across all the people, a group of evil guests come to the door, should kill, jade Cangsong, gave you a chance, Luo Guangyuan? The rebel army just, cause the life and death, ghost King true king? Blood lotus taught, more damned!

With a sneer, Bai Yang nodded and held Ya Ya who looked down at the tablet computer on her shoulder in her arms, patted her little buttocks, pointed to the people outside the city and said in a cold voice: "Yaya, kill them for me, all that can kill them!"

Disturbed by the poplar to watch the cartoon, Ya Ya is very upset. She looks up and looks at the poplar with her big black eyes. She says she is dissatisfied.Then, the porcelain doll like girl looked at all the people outside the city wall.

Yaya is very beautiful, as lovely as a porcelain doll, but, the people below, facing her beautiful eyes, don't know why, a cold heart!

Subconsciously, with the exception of a few, the hairs on everyone's body stand up.

Weird, terrible.

But why?

She's just a child's paper

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