All Heaven and Worlds Bookstore System

Yang Xiao used the technique of purification, directly suppressing the blood spirit race.

This purifying power has a special effect on the blood spirit race.

On the bookstore side, only a handful of people were affected, and most people were fine.

"What do you use to fight my bookstore, you want to destroy my bookstore if you come to a thirty-five layer, think about it too much!"

Yang Xiao sneered and suddenly turned into the state of Super Fighting Saint Body III.

With the golden arrogance billowing, Yang Xiao's strength is stronger than before, I don't know how much.

The consequence of this is that Yang Xiao picked up the Supreme God, much easier than I didn't know just now.

Often with three punches and two kicks, one can be hit hard.

"Little Blood Spirit Race, ridiculous."

Seeing how vigorous he was, Yang Xiao fluttered a little, and spoke contemptuously.

As soon as the words fell, there was a great supreme who flew up next to him. Hearing Yang Xiao's arrogant words, he was going to shoot Yang Xiao on his head.

"Ahem, sorry, sorry, the owner, I didn't mean it."

Zhan Tian flashed over to block the attack of the Great Supreme Blood Spirit Race, and explained with a smile.

Yang Xiao's face was so dark that he, the shopkeeper, had a hard time pretending to be a comparison. These guys prevented him from coming to the stage, so he owed him a beating.

The speechless Yang Xiao didn't pretend, but concentrated on collecting the blood spirit race.

Under Yang Xiao's various means, the **** supreme of the blood spirit tribe, and those under the **** supreme, were quickly overthrown.

Some people in the bookstore simply stopped doing it, and followed Yang Xiao to pick up the corpse.

Yang Xiao wounded the Blood Spirit Race, and generally did not put it away, so naturally everyone in the bookstore would not let this opportunity pass.

Seeing this scene, Yang Xiao didn't care about it. Under the super **** and supreme, it wouldn't be a problem for the bookstore at all.

Yang Xiao showed great power here, and the other battle groups were not bad.

A member of the blood spirit tribe was severely injured and captured by the bookstore.

"Damn it!"

Discovering this situation, Xue Mingtian looked ugly to death.

The bookstore power is really terrifying, and how long has it been since no Star Alliance has been able to fight them completely to gain the upper hand.

After fighting again, he found that he couldn't get cold at all, but after being crushed and beaten, Xue Mingtian retreated.

It's better to die than to live. Even the thirty-five layer of the blood massacre was chased like a dog, so the above would definitely not blame him too much.

Thinking in his heart, Xue Mingtian roared and issued the retreat order.

"Want to go, it's not that easy."

The sky was cold and lightly hummed, Jianguang flashed swiftly, trying to leave the **** sky.

But Xue Mingtian is the ten great supreme, and it is not simple. He moved the bottom of the pressure box and escaped from the attack of the cold.

The other members of the Blood Spirit Race also resorted to their own means, desperately forcing everyone to flee the bookstore.

"Your money is gone, chase after it."

Yang Xiao yelled when he saw it.

Everyone in the bookstore immediately smashed the blood, madly chasing the escaped blood spirit race.

"Fairy Cold, it's better for me to deal with him, you should deal with other people!"

The old man Wuyun caught up and shouted coldly.

Tian Leng's face is a bit ugly: "My mine, he is mine!"

The old man with a dark cloud twitched his mouth, helplessly said: "Well, I'll help you, I will count you."

Sure enough, she couldn't reason with the woman, and the eighteen cows couldn't get it back.

The old man Wuyun didn't understand why Tian Leng insisted on defeating Xue Ming Tian by himself.

"No, I said that I am me. If you keep fighting, you will definitely be able to deal with him."

The face is not very beautiful, and the weather is cold, and he exhales.

The old man Wuyun was a little dazed, saying that he didn't know the value of the book when he was captured, so why didn't he let him take action.

Not far away, Yang Xiao, who chased and killed the blood spirit race, heard him and shouted: "It's cold, let the dark clouds help you, no time is spent, quickly kill him."

After getting the blood spirit race, Yang Xiao is ready to run away, the Star Alliance and even the blood spirit race may send someone to come.

When the time comes, it will be too strong, but I can't stop it, and I will cry.

Yang Xiao, the owner of the shop, said, but the cold weather didn't make her temper anymore, and he agreed.

"Run, did you run away?"

Seeing the fleeing Xue Mingtian, Tian Leng snorted softly.

Xue Mingtian is the top ten supreme, flying faster than the cold weather and the dark cloud old man.

It was cold and calm, took out the five-level star rocket cabin she bought in the bookstore, sat in and chased it up.

In a few moments, it was cold and flew in front of Xue Mingtian, and then he closed the starry sky rocket capsule, made a move, and accomplished it in one go.

Xue Mingtian, who was rushing forward, fell into the cold attack without waiting for a response.

Behind, the old man Wuyun chased after him.

Although the old man Wuyun didn't buy a five-level starry sky rocket cabin, he also bought a three-level rocket capsule.

The old Wuyun who arrived did not rush to attack, he was afraid of accidentally hurting the weather.

Reality is not a game, and you can recognize yourself even if you play a big move.

If you accidentally involve your teammates, you will also hurt your teammates.

In the cold attack, Xue Mingtian looked ugly and had to use the bottom-pressing trick again.

But this time, as soon as Xue Mingtian rushed out, he was trapped by the old man Wuyun who had been prepared, with the Thunder Purgatory he had comprehended in the bookstore.

The thunder and lightning crackled, and Xue Mingtian, who could not be prevented, was directly injured.

Tian Leng didn't look at it, and a series of sword qi smashed into the Thunder Purgatory of Old Man Wuyun, assisting Old Man Wuyun to deal with Xue Mingtian together.

When Xue Mingtian was stopped, it was naturally impossible for the other members of the Blood Spirit Race to run away, and they were all overtaken by the bookstore.

Although everyone in the Blood Spirit Race was forced to use all sorts of secret techniques that might backlash, they were still useless.

Everyone in the bookstore still successfully arrested all the blood spirit races, and none of them ran away.

Soon, Xue Mingtian, the previous strongest blood spirit clan, was half dead and was dragged by the cold.

Yang Xiao put away all the blood spirit races caught by everyone, and converted them into book currency value for everyone.

In the distant sky, the little phoenix still chased the blood massacre and attacked.

Although the blood massacre was thirty-five heavy, its speed was not faster than that of Little Phoenix.

The reason for this may be that the little phoenix is ​​a divine bird.

The little phoenix caught up with the blood slaughter, all kinds of attacks blasted wildly.

Xuetu saw a trick, and found that it couldn't stop it, so he didn't stop it, keeping his life as a matter of urgency.

It's just that as the little Phoenix gradually fought, his experience seemed to become more and more proficient, which made the blood slaughter into a panic.

"Damn it, what should I do?"

Xuetu struggled with the little Phoenix while his expression was ugly and thoughtful.

When this came, things were not done, and the one who was beaten was just like a dog, which was so embarrassing.

It's just that the blood slaughter has used a variety of methods, but it still can't beat Little Phoenix.

Xue Tu could feel that Little Phoenix seemed to have potential, and if he continued to fight, he would definitely be finished.

At this time, the movement in the distance attracted the blood butcher, and the blood butcher happened to see Yang Xiao and the others taking down the blood spirit tribe one after another.

"It's no longer possible with my strength, we must let something stronger come."

Although Xuetu was unwilling, he had to accept the facts.

Thinking like this, the blood slaughter no longer loves the battle, and flies away.

Not long after Xuetu Fei, a figure suddenly flew over there.

"It's you!"

Seeing the incoming person, Xue Tu was slightly stunned, his face a little ugly.