The team of thirty people in Tianlongzong was the first to lead the ranks. As an example, other people, even though they are afraid of it, know that they don't want to go at this time.

Get on your head!

As the leader said, if you try hard, there may be many people who have a chance.

If you are not desperate and timid, it is likely that the other party will be defeated one by one and everyone will be killed.

No one knows whether the last person to survive after desperately was himself.

However, they knew that if they were timid, all of them would have no choice but to die.

"kill!!"

"Fight with him !!"

"What about Simon Longxiang? Today, we killed Simon Longxiang and let Taiyi know that their undefeated Tianjiao under the God Emperor entered the battlefield of God King and had to die in the hands of our Tianlong Zong disciples!"

...

A team of more than thirty people from Tianlongzong, including those disciples who were still disturbing the space, shot at the moment and besieged Ximen Longxiang.

In their hands, the artifact appeared, and the rules and excuses that they were good at, merged into the divine power, and broke out without any reservation, nor dare to keep it.

Wow! !!

Wow! !!

...

A powerful force like a rainbow whistled out, making the void around him seem to be trembling. Looking at it from afar, it seemed to be covering the sky.

boom! !!

Bang! !!

...

The various horrible forces formed a colorful torrent that exploded from the sky, and then gathered like a tide toward the middle of them.

The flood was so high that it flowed to one point, as if there was a vortex at the center, which was constantly devouring the surrounding water.

"I Simon Longxiang, stepped into the realm of the upper god, and has not yet shot."

Facing the thunderous offensive of the Tianlongzong people, the young man in white at the center of the storm spoke again, still indifferent, "Today, I will wait for the blood of the Tianlongzongmen to sacrifice the sword in my hand!"

"Arrogance!"

As soon as Ximen Longxiang's voice fell, many disciples of Tianlong Sect screamed, "Today, you Ximen Longxiang will surely die!"

"kill him!"

"kill!!"

...

The people of Tianlongzong are all furious.

No matter how strong Ximen Longxiang is, he is only the **** king. Now, between a few words, he regards his group of **** kings as his souls. Can they not be angry?

Really think that after you Simon Longxiang stepped into the upper **** king, the world is invincible?

Among us, the upper **** king is more than fifteen!

And when everyone in Tianlongzong shot furiously, and the offensive rushed to Ximen Longxiang became more violent and turbulent, the tornado hurricane of Ximen Longxiang was surrounded by cyan winds, which turned into cyan. Jian Mang.

Winding around the body with the sword awn as the wind.

Then Simon Dragon moved.

call out! call out! call out! call out! call out!

...

Jianmang surrounded Ximen Longxiang's whole body. Ximen Longxiang usually walked out of the courtyard, and the speed was not slow. He met the joint offensive of the disciples of Tianlong Sect.

Then, the offensive fell, but it was smashed by the sword-mantle wrapped around Simon Longxiang.

The next moment.

Huh! !!

Simon's body suddenly accelerated out.

At the same time, he circulated around to form a tornado-shaped sword, and killed it violently. Wherever he went, seven disciples of the Dragon Sect, three of them were shaved off, and the remaining four were cut off. .

The three men died, their blood and bones fell to the ground and fell into a piece of debris.

The remaining four were also dying.

call out! !!

With the eyes of Ximen Longxiang squinting, two sword-mansions flew out of his eyes, and then condensed into one, passing between the dying disciples' brains.

A string of four.

In the next instant, the four originally severely wounded, suffocated, and soul-swaying disciples of the Dragon Sect died under the attack of the soul condensed by Simon Longxiang.

In fact, after becoming a god, the soul tends to liquefy, and it is far more difficult to directly confront the souls than the immortals in the heavens.

Because of this, in the plane of the gods, unless the power of the soul is stronger than the opponent, it may be possible to kill the opponent by soul attack.

Otherwise, at best, it will affect the other party. ,

If four disciples of Tianlong Sect were in their heyday, this soul attack by Simon Longxiang would affect one of them for a moment.

It is said to be a string of four, which directly destroyed the souls of the four of them.

Furthermore, as long as Simon Longxiang was not seriously injured in their bodies, their breath was slack, and there was no time to heal them, they urged them to attack when their souls were swaying, even if they slowed down one or two breaths until their souls were settled, they might not be able to kill Kill any of them.

Unfortunately, no one can predict the change in the war situation.

Simon Longxiang, who can do this, is unique in vision or luck ... The remaining disciples of Tianlong Sect are more inclined to the former.

This one case is against the sky, so that several top gods in Dongling House have sent high-level officials to invite them to exist. They are willing to leave the existence of Dongling House. Naturally, it is impossible to be mixed by luck. .

Nor can it happen to be lucky at this moment.

"Gather together! Fight against him together! Otherwise, we will be broken one by one by him again!"

As the people headed by Tianlong Zongzong opened their mouths, more than twenty disciples of Tianlong Zongmen no longer surrounded Ximen Longxiang in all directions, and all the whistlings flew out, gathered together, and gathered together to face Ximen Longxiang.

At this time, Ximen Longxiang was already standing in the distance, standing in the sky, watching the Tianlong Zongmen disciples calmly looking at the offensive in front or withdrawing in time.

More than twenty disciples of the Tianlong Zongmen gathered in a group and looked at Ximen Longxiang with a dreadful expression.

This is a very bad case, but I heard that I haven't felt anything, but I really faced it, or when I was killed with myself and others, they realized the terribleness of each other.

"Ximen Longxiang!"

At this time, the disciples headed by Tianlongzong opened their faces indifferently, with a very cold tone. "Your strength is indeed very strong, because of all of us's expectations."

"I also believe that you have the power to kill us."

"However, now that we are together, even if you want to kill us, I am afraid it will cost a lot."

"If you are injured, you will encounter other teams in Tianlongzong, and even Duan Lingtian. I am afraid it is difficult to resist ... Do you really want to work hard with us here?"

...

At this moment, the palms of this Tianlongzong disciple are already sweating.

There was even a hint of sweat on his forehead.

His strength is the strongest among this group of disciples of Tianlong Sect, and it is for this reason that he can become the leader of this team and direct them.

Otherwise, who will serve him?

It is precisely because he is the strongest that he has a better vision than others, and sees that Ximen Longxiang's strength is far more terrifying than rumored.

This has reached another level.

Perhaps, some of the weaker Emperors may not be his opponents.

Even if he is not defeated, I am afraid it will be difficult to defeat him.

However, Simon Longxiang's response was to start again.

call! call! call! call! call!

...

When Ximen Longxiang set off again, the sword horns forming a tornado gathered around his body converged, and the blue winds raged all over his body. In a flash, his body turned into dozens of afterimages.

Then, these dozens of afterimages actually attacked a group of Tianlong Sect disciples in a lifelike manner. It seemed difficult to distinguish between true and false.

At least, that seems to be the case for a group of disciples in Tianlong Sect.

"Only one is true! The others are fake!"

While the head-long disciples of Tianlong Sect reminded others, the dozens of afterimages of Simon Longxiang were close to a group of disciples of Tianlong Sect.

However, even if there is a reminder, when these disciples of Tianlong Sect saw the shadows approaching and saw the vivid face and shape of Simon Longxiang, they couldn't help it.

A group of people shot, and all the afterimages scattered and turned into nothingness.

For a moment, they were relieved.

However, soon their faces changed.

Because they found that when their tense nerves slackened with a thunderous shot, a violent breath swept over them.

At this moment, even if they wanted to resist with force, it was too late.

"A bunch of idiots!"

The disciple headed by Tianlongzong is also the only one in the group who didn't take any action. At this time, he burst into a drink and the power that he had accumulated for a long time exploded, and the whole person flew out like a cannonball.

When he escaped, a force formed entirely by the gathering wind, like a towering giant mountain, fell from the sky and pressed on a group of Tianlong sect disciples.

These disciples of Tianlong Sect, because they were struggling just now, can hardly recharge in a short time to resist this force that fell from the sky.

Therefore, all were overwhelmed by this force.

The Tianlongzong disciple, who had fled to the distance, couldn't help but turn his head to glance.

With just one glance, he could see his eyes broken!

More than twenty disciples of the Tianlong ancestors, who were previously alive, were now under the pressure of the hurricane that fell from the sky, flesh and blood, and blood mist scattered.

In the end, the original breath of life was annihilated.

All dead!

"escape!!"

Without any hesitation, the disciples headed by Tianlongzong were in a panic, and fled hurriedly into the distance.

"Your strength is okay."

"But ... it's impossible to escape under my nose."

With the indifferent voice ringing in the ears of the disciples of Tianlong Zong, the next moment, when he reacted and shot, two cyan swordsman pierced his brain through the back of his head, and the other came from behind him It penetrated his heart.

The soul is gone.

Broken heart.

The next moment, the disciples headed by Tianlongzong also followed in the footsteps of a group of companions and died!

at the same time.

call!

The figure of Katsuyuki in white appeared.

Simon Longxiang killed more than thirty people in a row, but the white clothes on his body were still snow-like, spotless, not even a trace of blood stained.

Ling Tian Zun Zun