"Think about the past and dream!"

Han Zhou in white and Han Zhou have already completed a poem.

"According to my current understanding of "The Song of the Second Coming with Zhang Pushe", isn't it a problem to solve the Nine Ghosts at once?"

In Han Zhou's writing, the ink gas burns.

Li Guang held a strong bow in his hand and stood in the void.

Han Zhou was cold-eyed and frantically expressed his literary spirit: "Give it! Me! Breaking out!"

When Li Guang in the air was poured into his body by literary energy that was far beyond the basic amount, Li Guang in the air was about to be torn apart.

But, it has not been torn.

Han Zhou was just worried that excessive output of literary energy would lead to this move being burst.

It’s like lifting a pound of things, and you can easily hurt yourself by spending a hundred pounds of effort.

But Han Zhou felt that he could control it.

It’s just that there is no need to perform in normal times.

"The talisman cultivator can be a nine-star pearl, and "The Song of the Enclosure with Zhang Pushe" must be."

Li Guang took a bow and took an arrow, but he did not launch one arrow at a time, but nine arrows were placed on the bowstring at the same time.

The powerful literary atmosphere started to burn.

The bow and string shake, and the arrow hides.

Nine arrows broke through the air, the demon roared, and the dragon roared and the bear roared.

Li Guang, who was dressed in white, also followed suit.

Nine arrows shot at the demon soul ghost, and the other nine shots shot at the group of golden elixir monks.

"boom!"

The huge amount of literary energy makes the arrow touch the demon soul and ghost, and it does not penetrate it, but the arrow explodes directly.

It exploded and swept across the sky!

"What a pity."

"The Song of the Encounter with Zhang Pushe" is not a group attack poem, and it is already the limit to achieve this step.

At this time, Han Zhou in black had already killed the group of golden elixir monks.

"It's interesting." Someone shouted: "Let it go!"

"Don't be too rude, just put the three gourds, I see how he can block it."

"Destroy his external incarnation."

Han Zhou directly sent a location to the intelligent core of the supply station: "Ye Henzhi passed the tribulation, I was protecting the way, and thirty golden elixir monks were attacking in the Tianxuan Alliance!"

After sending the message, Han Zhou rushed forward.

Han Zhou, who is fully open in the field, is extremely fast, and has met a new group of demon-tribulation spirit ghosts.

"So fast!"

"I'll go and deal with him!"

In fact, seven out of the thirty golden elixirs took action together.

Everyone knows that Han Zhou has an S-class military meritorious service. As long as the video is confirmed, there will definitely be a big reward when you go back.

Han Zhou did not attack the newly released demon-demon spirit ghost, but was surrounded by seven golden elixirs.

One of them smiled grimly: "This thunder tribulation is the strongest thirty-nine heavenly tribulation. With you, you only have two S-class military merits, which is enough to make a difference."

"You guys are really unlucky!"

Han Zhou was stunned.

Is this the strongest 39th heavenly tribulation?

Turning back and looking at Jieyun.

It's ordinary, and the first thunder did not even blow up Ye Henzhi's water cloud formation.

"Dare to be distracted during the battle!"

A big axe in the hands of a Jindan chopped at Han Zhou.

This is what Han Zhou was waiting for.

Turning back, the dragon claws came from bottom to top: "The golden dragon tear the sky!"

The Jindan monk felt a chill under his crotch, and then he felt his vitality passing by wildly.

When he realized it, he saw Han Zhou holding a golden elixir in his hand.

This claw directly tore open his lungs and grabbed the golden elixir from the sea of ​​Qi.

"ah!!!"

When the Jindan was captured, his vitality passed away wildly, and there was no powerful fate of the Jindan stage monk, and he fell to the ground directly.

The others became alert: "So strong!"

"Form a formation!"

"Wushan Shield!"

"Eight Willow Sword Formation!"

The group of Jindan stage monks who did not take action also reacted immediately and rushed forward directly.

Among them, ten people were entangled by Han Zhou in black.

All the rest rushed over.

Han Zhou was calculating rapidly at this time.

Could it be that the so-called three-nine thunder tribulation is actually the nine thunder tribulations in one wave, with a total of three waves, so it is called the three-nine thunder tribulation?

And what does the strongest mean?

Is that intensity now?

So what's there to be afraid of?

At this time, Han Zhou in white shouted: "Die!"

Han Zhou in white was a Confucian and Taoist Han Zhou. At this time, he was forced to kill him to the brink of thunder.

Han Zhou put away the golden elixir, retreated rapidly, and then looked back and looked back.

A new batch of demon-caught souls and ghosts, a total of twenty-seven.

At this time, six heads rushed towards the Qiyun.

His own Confucian and Taoist clones grabbed two of them and wiped out one with literary spirit.

In the end, three heads rushed into the disaster cloud.

"boom!"

The cloud of robbery expanded three times.

Thunder rolled down.

This time, a thunder tribulation is at least equal to the power of an ordinary ninth-level foundation-building cultivator attacking with all his strength.

The water cloud formation collapsed instantly.

Ye Henzhi was in the calamity cloud and pinched a sword technique: "Sword of Heaven, the realm of sword!"

It turns out that as a sword cultivator, Ye Henzhi practiced the strongest martial arts he practiced was the Heavenly Dao Sword?

When Han Zhou turned around, Han Zhou in black had already been beaten up.

Twenty-nine golden elixir monks flocked to him.

Han Zhou took a deep breath.

It's bound to die.

If it is one-to-nine, Han Zhou can win if he is confident.

But twenty-nine, this is not a problem of three times stronger.

It's like a metal that can withstand the high temperature of nine hundred degrees, baked by the high temperature of two thousand nine hundred degrees, and scrapped in an instant.

Unless, become stronger!

Han Zhou made the best choice in an instant.

A Tianxuan Title Cultivator rushed behind Han Zhou with a very fast speed.

Han Zhou ate him hard on the back and flew backwards.
To be continued...