The Divine Martial Stars

Three days, enough messages are passed out.

Several states around the Moon River have also known that Li Mu has become a small lord of the Moon River. Some of the other state capitals, who are also flexible, have sent messengers to congratulate and send some gifts. Li Mu personally appeared and received a gift, and the guest and the host enjoyed it.

Acting naturally is to play a full set.

It is very necessary to maintain the people in front of you.

Since Li Mu decided to lurk down, he was prepared to make good preparations with the various characters in Wanxian League. Perhaps the key moment, this so-called human condition and goodwill can play a subtle role in some aspects.

On the fourth day, there was finally news of the wind marks.

This rebel god, it is still in the Siming Mountains.

Li Mu heard the news and was very happy. He personally took a strong hand such as He Yingxin and went to the Siming Mountain Range.

For the first time, he felt the beauty of the power of Wanxian League.

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The wind marks are very violent.

His heart is full of anger and grievances.

I thought that this battle, Wanxian League East Shengzhou Xianting half laid down the Tianluo network, you can definitely Fang Fangyi and others to the net, when the time, there are big people like Dongshengzhou Daxian Lord Duolun for their own endorsement, not only It is easy to wash the white identity, and with the merits of this campaign, the chaotic army that hides from Tibet in the east can be transformed into a red man in the Xianxian League.

Oh, it’s so beautiful.

But the reality is so cruel.

Fang Tianyi is really degraded.

But the Eastern Enron actually died.

This means that no one in the Eastern Xianting has known his identity.

If the solitary is safely arranged before death, then everything is ok, if not, then he certainly would not dare to take the initiative to find Wan Xianmeng, and there is no difference between sending death.

But the situation is constantly deteriorating.

As time goes by, the wind marks are judged from all aspects of information. Wan Xianmeng does not seem to know his true identity, because the wanted for him has never stopped, and all the small Xianting are searching for him everywhere.

In these few days, in order to determine the attitude of Wan Xianmeng to himself, he estimated that some traces were revealed.

The result made him chilling.

A trace of the traces, there will be Wan Xianmeng's chasing soldiers to kill.

This allowed him to be sure that Wan Xianmeng did not know his true identity.

And with the death of the solitary, he could not prove anything.

"I didn't expect that one day, I turned into a wild dog without a home."

Wind marks are self-deprecating in helplessness.

In the past few days, he has been hiding in the bottom of an abyss that is bottomless and invisible. It is surrounded by various black silt swamps and humus. It is full of dangerous immortal poisonous cockroaches like a lead cloud. It is like a dead silence. hell.

The rebels will never let him go.

Wan Xian Meng does not accept him.

The greatness of the fairy world is actually no more than [m] his place of the cone.

I knew this early, and I didn’t betray Fang Tianyi, at least better than now.

There is some regret in his heart, but everything is no longer possible to turn back.

"You can only find a way to hide your name and make a change. It is best to leave Dongshengzhou and go to other continents. Maybe there is still a chance."

Wind marks are planned in the heart.

Suddenly, he noticed something, and a flash of cold flashed in his eyes.

call out!

The figure is moving.

Between the speedy flashes, in the cracks above the abyss, a secretly tracked Mooncheon Army

Immortal, only to have a low snoring sound, was pinched by the wind marks, annihilated the god.

"You can't stay here anymore, and the traces are exposed again."

The wind marks are floating and there is no stimulating Xianyuan. I am afraid that the fluctuation of the power of the fairy will be discovered by the soldiers of Wanxian League, but by the strength of the flesh, they will jump between the walls of the abyss.

He made up his mind to leave the Siming Mountains.

I don’t know what happened recently, and the number of Tianbing’s Tianbing days, which is chasing him, has grown rapidly and his performance is very radical, which makes him smell a dangerous atmosphere.

But soon, the wind marks realized that it was wrong.

Because there are more and more masters in the secret surveillance, and when he shows signs of leaving the Siming Mountains, these people are faintly showing a tendency to block, even if they know that they are sent to death, they will sacrifice their lives. .

"No, they want to delay me. There must be an absolute strong, and they are coming."

In the wind, the heart of the police screamed.

He followed Fang Tianyi and walked in danger, his intuition was very sharp.

"Get it fast."

Thinking of this, the wind marks spurred Xianyuan, speeded up, turned into streamer, and rushed outside the Siming Mountains.

In the secret observation of the Yuechuanfu Bingfu, one of the directors, the screaming is not good, the target is aware of the danger, to force to leave, at his speed, can not keep up, this way, once the wind marks Beyond the scope of monitoring, if you want to find it again, it will be difficult.

I can't let the fat and fat of my mouth go, so I slipped away.

"Don't hide, Wu Yan, on weekends, bring people to me, no matter what the price, I will drag him to him, and the lord will be able to arrive soon."

Anyone who looks at it is shouting.

Two days around him, signalling, gnashing his teeth and rushing up.

Hey!

"kill."

"Don't let this chaotic thief run."

Tianbingtian will emerge from all over the place, madly smashing toward the wind.

On weekdays, they enjoy the benefits of 'compilation', endless cultivation resources and high status. At this time, it is time for them to pay. There is no benefit in the world. If you dare to resist the enemy, then directly It is a dead word. If it is a rebellious treatment, it will also affect friends and family.

So even if they know the danger of intercepting wind marks, they have to rush to the scalp.

A killing began.

Blood is pervasive.

White bone splash.

The screams instantly turned this quiet mountain range into Shura hell.

The resident strength of the Xianting Bingfu of Yuechuan Prefecture is 100,000. This time, the Bingfu took the position to rush, and in the same breath, 80% of the troops were deployed to the Siming Mountain Range. The situation on the battlefield has become even more intense.

In order to drag the wind marks, let it go at all costs, it is simply filling in the life.

"are you crazy?"

The madness of Heavenly Soldiers made him angry and frightened.

In the beginning, he also had a little scruples. After all, killing too many Heavenly Soldiers, it would be hopeless to want to wash the white in the future, but as time goes by, he can’t take care of it so much, and directly kills him. Tianbingtian will be like a dumpling, falling from the sky in a **** hurricane.

In the end, the Bingfu took the position to be forced to personally take shots and contain the wind marks.

In a blink of an eye, it is a small half hour.

"What happened? Isn't it true that the lord of the lord will arrive soon? Why is it still missing?"

Seeing that my confession is under the hood of death, I am also hurt myself. I suddenly feel that it is not right.

So, do it again, don't say it is credit, I am afraid that I have to be here. Who is dead, and what is the use of the credit?

He looked around and quietly retired.

But the wind marks at this time have already killed the red eyes.

"Give me death."

He is like a crazy death, rushing to his position.

Rich combat experience, let the wind marks have long been seen, let it be the core of this wave of Heavenly Soldiers, once the person is killed, the soldiers will be broken, the dragons will have no head, they can get out of the way .

The strong king of the Xianwang level, it is still very easy to kill a heart to kill a fairy.

Not a few, the sword light flashed in the void.

The military office is in the first place.

In the distance, Li Mu, who has been watching in the dark, has a slight curve in the corner of his mouth. The lines are cold and faint: "It is time, Ying Xin, the person who brought you, and go around."

He Yingxin said: "Follow."

Although he saw with his own eyes that Li Mu deliberately dragged his body and did not show up in the dark, he watched the battle of the military office and died. His face did not have any expression, and he did not raise any objection. He did not feel Li Mu. It is wrong to deliberately let the master of Xianting die.

With He Yingxin taking the shot, the wind marks will soon be surrounded.

He Yingxin himself is the strongest of the Xianwang class. His means are powerful. Plus, he has more than one hundred elites. It is not an ordinary Tianbingtian. It will be comparable, and the practice method will easily enclose the wind marks that have already consumed some Xianyuan. .

In addition to the army of the military,

"It is a master."

The wind marks have been tried several times in a row, and he was rushed back by He Yingxin.

This is definitely not the Heavenly Soldier of the Xianting Division.

I am afraid that it is from the Xianting headquarters of Dongshengzhou.

There is trouble.

The heart of the wind marks, sinking.

"I want to see your commander." Wind marks: "I have something to say."

He decided to throw his identity out and try to explain it. After all, he still has weight in the chaos. If he decides to surrender and cooperates fully, then Xianting may accept it.

Li Mu Xu appeared.

At first glance, the wind marks that this person is familiar with his eyes. He is about to open his mouth and speak. His eyes flashed with a flash of light. His eyes burst into an incredible look. He suddenly looked up and looked at Li Mu incredulously. He said, "You...you... How could it be you?"

He finally recognized it.

In front of this person wearing the high-class armor of Xianting, the crowds of countless immortal masters, it is the former chaotic army Mumu who was chased by him.

He suddenly stunned.

How is this going?

"Where is Yuan Zhen?" Li Mu asked.

“Yuan Wei?” The wind marks subconsciously said: “That is a stinky monkey? He is already dead.” Entering the forbidden place in the Siming Mountain Range, the core nest of the swallowing beast is equivalent to death.

In Li Mu’s eyes, a fierce light burst out suddenly: “Are you killing him?”

"No, you..." The wind marks finally came back to the gods and said: "You, the mean chaotic army, has been mixed into the Heavenly Soldiers. He is a chaotic army..." The wind marks look to other Heavenly Soldiers. Loudly authentic.

"Let's go, in front of the lord, how dare you be so rude?" The prisoner's seat Jiao Yao just came, and heard loudly.

"See below for adults."

Wufu’s seat is a gift.

The wind marks that he had misunderstood and couldn't believe his ears.

A chaotic army has become a ... the Lord?