"You dare!"

Su Muzhe had never had a conversation with Xiaoshui Longbo in the past. He didn't know how long this dragon lived. Just looking at his figure, I think it has been around for a long time, and now it's in his twilight years.

When Su Muzhe smashed the banner, Xiaoshui Longbo's old dragon body twisted uneasyly from the sky, spreading his blood plate and roaring deep in the clouds.

But he could not stop Su Muzhe from hating.

Besides, this dragon uses the power of the sky blue dragon scales to attract the primordial qi of the four directions and also needs to nourish a shocking Yuanzhu. Most of its mind and cultivation have been pulled away. Originally, it was a plan of perfection, but now Su Mu has broken through the situation, and Xiaoshui Longbo has no choice but to have a backup plan.

Thirty-three silver-white chains pierced through the barriers of the void and condensed the God-locking array. In the lightning and flint, Xiaoshui Longbo felt that he had lost the connection with the sky blue dragon scales.

It was not until this moment that Su Mu's figure like a god and demon completely manifested itself.

"Why don't I dare!"

Responding to Su Muzhe's sentence was Xiaoshui Longbo's most shrill roar.

The Annunciation Needle is hidden invisible. The Zhoutian Stars and Dou array is an ancient method. It manifests the murderous intention in the invisible. When you first feel pain, the 365 Annunciation Needle has all escaped into the meridians of Xiaoshui Longbo's body, Qi and blood, Jianggong, Dantian, and even the eyebrows!

The majestic primordial qi in Lao Longbo's body just surged, and it immediately shattered and dissipated like a bubble.

For the dragon clan, this penis in the body is tantamount to the most feared punishment in the world.

Even though the blue dragon scales that day were mysterious and lost to Lao Longbo's control, they were ultimately water without source and tree without roots. They only struggled in the God-locking Formation for a moment before disappearing into silence. The treasure light on it was filthy and was taken into the Kingdom of God by the Zique Yin Spirit.

The Yuanzhu beside Long Bo was nurtured by the majestic Yuanqi and had already born spiritual intelligence. Just as he was about to break through the void and escape, the spiritual thoughts of the Zique Yin Spirit had already caught up with this thing, and the misty incense aura was entangled on the Yuanzhu. In the dark, thousands of holy spirits recited the true name of the Zique Yin Spirit and forced the Yuanzhu to suppress it.

This battle was born in the midst of lightning. When Qingxiaozi broke free from the storm of void and came to the world again, it was too late.

Two figures flashed across the sky beside them.

A Tao looks like a monk and a Taoist, neither a god nor a demon. Behind you is the image of the Tai Chi fish that gathers in the past generation. You hold the floating dust in your hand like a dragon whisker in your yin and yang. It is Master Yun Mi.

A scarlet robe stood here, but it was as if it was a distance of 100,000 worlds. Wherever the body was, it formed the Sumeru realm, which was Nixia.

The two of them stood in front of Qingxiaozi, and they wanted to take action if they had a disagreement.

Further away, the figures of Zhao Siyu and Yuechan's nun also appeared and disappeared in the clouds, each holding a page of golden book in his hands.

In this situation, unless Qingxiaozi gathers together to pass on the Nine Sky Thunder Law and breaks through the realm of the God-Daojun, there is no possibility of turning around again.

After a moment of silence, Qingxiaozi smiled bitterly.

"Forget it, today is Mei Dan Dao's skills. I should step down and come to apologize again in the future."

After saying that, Qingxiaozi tore the void apart, and his body turned into a rainbow light and left.

It seems like an introduction.

As Lao Longbo was suppressed by Su Muzhe, the fighting skills above the sky gradually restrained.

In just a short moment, someone was already bleeding.

There are cultivators of the Xuanyue Demon Sect, and there are also old monsters from the Soul-Growing Taoist Sect.

The Yuanzhu of Canghai above the head of the Huzi, there are colorful rays of light flashing alternately in his hands, and a broken Yuanying is deeply imprisoned inside.

The mana storm deep in the void gradually disappeared.

Cang Junzi and Master Wuhun came back to the world.

If it weren't for the turbulence of time and space in the depths of the void, I'm afraid no one would believe it. Before counting breaths, the two were still fighting for life and death.

This is a game, the four sea dragon clans are the two Holy Land Clans.

The final result is that both lose and lose.

"It is a move that I am fighting with Dao. From today on, the Soul-Healing Dao Sect will be closed! Withdraw from the Holy Land Sect sequence, the infinite calamity will not stop, and the disciples of the Soul-Healing Dao Sect will not come out!"

The voice of Master Wuhun was very sad.

In today's battle, the promise with the Dragon Clan was not achieved, and the inheritance of the ancient Taoist Dharma was like a dream and bubble. It also hated the Demon Taoist Ear Sect and destroyed Chu Han's way to be promoted to the Divine Dao Lord. If the mountain was not closed and the soul-supported Taoist Sect was waiting for the Soul-Healing Dao Sect, there was only one way to destroy it.

Behind the Five Souls, several old monsters in the Nascent Souls had a sad face, and they wanted to speak out for a few times, but in the end they just hunched over and left with the Five Souls.

Even so, he suppressed the sect and bowed his head, but there was no joy on the faces of Cang Junzi and others.

Even Cang Junzi was unprecedentedly old today, and his hands that could easily shatter the turbulent flow of the void were rarely trembling at this moment.

The barriers to void were torn apart by Cang Junzi.

Everyone looked at each other.

The turbulent flow in the depths of the void was like dust covering the sky, but this could not stop everyone from using their pupil technique.

It was a very tragic battlefield.

The blood rain fell, and even the void was shaking.

A crazy figure stood in the blood rain, crying and laughing.

Behind him is a picture of the hundred flowers.

At this moment, the flowers are intact.

Not far away, a broken robe gradually lost its luster and was gradually destroyed by the void turmoil. On the black robe, there were golden silks passing by, embroidering a ghost flower...

Even Su Muzhe had to sigh sadly after being silent for a long time.

Grandma Ghost Flower, she died in the void.

In the past, spiritual wisdom was born with a jade slip in inheritance. This almost nothing happened in thousands, but it forced the ghost flower grandma to walk out of her own path of immortality.

There is one missing in Xia Yu's book.

But she only got one.

The difficulty of the road of cultivation in the past was probably a hundred times that of Xia Yushu.

After thousands of years of traversing the southern region, after two battles between good and evil, he walked on the path of Qingfu Immortality, and turned into a snake Taoist lord half-step.

Until today, the sad ended.

No matter if you are a genius or a genius, or Da Luo's reincarnation.

Only destiny cannot be avoided by everyone.

Only time is something that everyone cannot defeat.

...

The silent aura enveloped everyone.

The death of the Ghost Flower Grandma is just like the beginning of the catastrophe.

In the thick thunder clouds in the distance, there was a weak figure constantly struggling.

Even though Su Mu blocked Lao Longbo's actions and allowed all the four directions of Yuanqi to pour into Chu Han's body, it was too late and Chu Han had missed the best opportunity for promotion.

In the 59th Thunder Tribulation, Chu Han's figure was like a small boat in the raging waves.

boom--!

The Taoist map was broken and the robes were damaged.

Chu Han disguised her hair and looked up at the thunder, but she was unable to continue.

When the last thunder fell, Chu Han's figure fell from the sky like a kite with broken strings.

Su Muzha instantly turned into flowing light and took Chu Han from mid-air.

When he looked at Chu Han with his eyes.

Her body has no inch of intact skin, and there is no intact meridians or blood bones in it.

Even the heart was broken into pieces under the bombardment of the heavenly tribulation.

When I looked at the eyebrows again, Chu Han's Niwan Palace was completely damaged, and there was no complete Taoist pattern in the spiritual platform, only a thin piece of soul fragment attached to it.

Su Muzhe's face turned gloomy, and he turned his hand to take out the Wangu Soul-Suppressing Coffin and placed Chu Han's body into the coffin.

"I'm sure there's still a rescue."

Su Muzhe murmured softly, but what he said was a bit lacking in confidence, and I am afraid that even Su Muzhe himself would not believe it.

Wave a hand.

The Lihen Banner in the distance directly suppressed Lao Longbo into the banner, and turned into flowing light and fell into Su Muzhe's hands.

The Taoist fell down the clouds and stood at the top of Xuanlong Peak.

"Fellow Daoist Mu Yun, even if your demon clan has the method of passing messages, and informed the Dragon Clan of the Four Seas for me, he said that Xiaoshui Longbo was detained by me. If he wanted to come and ask for someone, let the seventh prince of Lao Shi get out in person!"

When Su Muzhai said this, his eyes were scarlet.

The evil aura that had been silent for hundreds of years once again wrapped around Su Muzha's body.

This was a long-lost feeling. Su Muzhe even felt a little excited in his throbbing.

On that day, after hundreds of years of violation, Su Muzhe was once again deviled!
Chapter completed!