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Chapter 148 Tianling Huating(2/2)

Or just refine them into puppets.

No matter how bad it is, there are also many women and men with extremely outstanding looks among these people. With their physiques, it would be great to take them back and use them as cultivation cauldrons.

The five people from Mingyang made up their mind, and their attack was unprepared. Although the ten deacons reacted quickly, they were still one level behind in terms of realm, and it was still an extremely important level. Facing the five fortunes,

With Ling's joint attack, they couldn't stop them at all, and were seriously injured and beaten back before even taking a breath.

"Chi."

Yu Ze turned his eyes and looked at Li Zixiao. She remembered that this woman was one of the few people who entered Xuanming Valley with Yun Xi. She was a very outstanding little beauty.

He took a step forward and flicked his finger at Li Zixiao. Li Zixiao's expression changed drastically and he wanted to avoid it, but he found that a powerful force was suppressing him, making it difficult for him to move at all.

She is just a small cultivator in the psychic realm, how can she escape from the clutches of a powerful spiritual master?

Yu Ze easily ejected a burst of spiritual power, turned it into a rope, and tied it up in the air without even a trace of spiritual power.

Situations like this happened to many Tianling disciples. It was easy for the five luck spirits to catch them.

But when everyone was gradually caught, Qian Danqiong suddenly stopped and looked at Dongfang Yao with a suspicious look.

She felt that this face seemed familiar.

She took a step forward, stared at Dongfang Yao, and asked, "Is your surname Dongfang?"

Locked by the aura of an evil cultivator in the Luck Spirit Realm, Dongfang Yao's pretty face suddenly turned pale, and she backed away in fear.

But Qian Danqiong pressed forward, and her voice became colder: "Let me ask you, is your surname Dongfang?"

"You, what do you want to do!"

A figure suddenly stood in front of Dongfang Yao. Nangong Yao took Dongfang Yao's hand and pulled her behind him. His voice was trembling, but his eyes did not flinch at all.

Qian Danqiong frowned and slapped Nangong Yao directly.

"Junior brother!"

Dongfang Yao shouted in horror, reaching out to pull Nangong Yao behind her, but in the end it was still a step too late.

Bang!

Blood spit out, and a figure flew out... It was Qian Danqiong.

Nangong Yao and Dongfang Yao both widened their eyes and looked at the figure appearing in front of them.

Luo Daofang spit out a mouthful of blood without any image, shook the sword in his hand, and said to Qian Danqiong: "You really think I can't stand a blow, right? If you want to touch my disciples of the Tianling Alliance, today I will let you do this

A woman who only knows how to play poison, look at how to write the word "death!"

Not only Luo Daofang appeared, but also the other four governors appeared one after another. They were not ordinary people. Naturally, they could not be directly defeated by Jiu Ming's blow. However, compared to Yun Danfengqing at the beginning,

, now the image of the five of them is obviously a lot messed up.

However, it was precisely because of this that Luo Daofang decided to vent his anger directly to these evil cultivators, regardless of whether his words and deeds would affect his image in the minds of his disciples.

The five governors took action despite their injuries, and immediately started a fierce battle with the five opponents.

As the Guidu of the Tianling Alliance, even if Shi Rong and others were injured, their combat effectiveness was not low at all. Although their injuries were a burden to them, they also aroused their bloody nature.

How long have they not experienced such a hearty battle since they advanced to the Yunling Realm?

Now that their blood is aroused, the five people's attacks have become even more brutal than before they were injured.

While the deacons were taking medicine to stabilize their injuries, they quickly left the battlefield with their disciples.

As a result, two battlefields once again appeared in this world, and compared with the previous battle, the battle at this moment seemed particularly brutal.

The sound of collisions of spiritual power continued to be heard in the air, and the aftermath of the spiritual power dispersed. If Wei Yanbing hadn't used a spiritual formation to protect everyone, they would have died long ago.

Hiding in the crowd, Dongfang Yao pinched the soft flesh of Nangong Yao's waist hard and cursed with tears in her eyes: "You stupid junior brother! If Aunt Luo hadn't taken action just now, you would have been dead!"
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Nangong Yao was also frightened for a while, and his little heart was still beating wildly.

He was about to comfort his senior sister and say that he was fine, but his attention was suddenly attracted by the cries of his companions.

"Oops! Lord Ruo Huating seems to be defeated!"

Everyone hurriedly looked towards the battlefield in the distance. The three streams of light in the sword formation had changed back into three figures. Ruo Ganyu stood opposite Shiyuan and Jiu Ming, holding a sword in his hand with blood on it.

Dripping.

That was not the blood from the enemy, but the blood on Ruo Ganyu's arm, which extended to the sword.
Chapter completed!
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