"Bang!"

The small bottle covered with complex patterns exploded in the middle. In the void that was several miles apart, countless purple light spots suddenly floated.

A stream of water spiritual power that is richer than the surroundings is now filled with it.

Quan Ling also sensed the familiar breath at the first time. Layers of strong water patterns rippled along his body, which were several times more intense than the previous tsunami.

The spiritual power of water flows out of the bottle quickly forms a waterfall that is thousands of feet long.

A wave of ban suddenly broke out.

The always gurgling spring water gives people a feeling of eternal tranquility.

"Original"

The appearance of the waterfall made Quan Ling's eyes full of complex whispers.

This was the first time she had met her true fountain-shaped body.

It was once a part of Taiyou Xuanquan.

Later, it was cut off by the powerful power of the Lei Palace, and after a long period of evolution, the consciousness of independence was born.

The relationship between the two is a twin.

It’s just that all of them have given birth to great wisdom!

"What are you still hesitating about? Swallow it with the treasure I gave you to replace Taiyou Xuanquan!"

In the purple sea from all directions, there is a dark spring as dark as an abyss.

It is Yang Xianchen’s Demon Poquan clone!

She was tightly restraining her desire to swallow.

Taiyou Xuanquan has not yet returned to unite and has not yet joined forces to swallow the Dagan Realm.

Now is far from the time to see the picture.

The saint had long discovered that Lu Meng, who was thrown out by Chen Ping, had not yet fallen into a drowsiness.

Although I know why this person let his Taoist partner die.

But such an excellent opportunity, you can let it go. "Thank you for your success!"

At the urging of the holy man, Quan Ling shouted with a delicate voice, and a roll of his body turned upside down, spraying a deep purple glow from outside.

This is its origin, with an extremely weak devouring effect!

The last moment, all the glow of the spring spirit sprayed out was rolling towards the Yuanshi Jianquan.

With a small light, the entire Chen Ping was subsided by this skill.

"Concubine Mu, I did what I said for my husband."

Holding the mysterious and spiritual wisdom, he witnessed the Taoist disappearing behind his eyes.

I knew that a picture was remembered in my heart appeared overseas. When Concubine Lingquan begged me for something after she fell asleep.

"Husband, you must have met Quan Ling, and he will directly lift the seal of your body."

The man leaned against my arms and said in a deep voice.

"Why is he letting it slaughter when he is in a coma?" Lingzhi refused firmly at that time.

According to my idea, I am banning the Spring Spirit. If I fight to the death, I will make it more secure to unite the Lingquan Concubine.

Unexpectedly, the man shook his head resolutely.

"If the Yang Xianchen Saint Man is also far away, there is a lot of danger in his actions!"

Lu Meng occasionally hates to consider the most point of view.

And today, it just verified my concerns. The Holy Man obviously reached a cooperation with Quan Ling!

"You will be alive."

Concubine Lingquan said the first sentence with a smile on her face, and her consciousness became drowsy.

After all, Lingzhi knows what the trump card for a couple to calmly plan!

But I still insulted Concubine Lingquan's decision.

This man occupies a very ordinary position outside my heart.

Otherwise, I would definitely make my own decisions and kill Quan Ling first.

"As long as he has made me think about it, we will still be a Taoist couple who respect each other."

There was a flash of taste in the dark, and the spiritual wisdom was viciously aroused.

With the sword light crisscrossing, I quickly rushed back to the surging sea of ​​springs. Compared with Concubine Lingquan, it is the most important thing to kill Elder Yuanyi’s residual soul.

Although he has survived for 700,000 years and has been suppressed by the rules of heaven and earth, his old Lu Meng and his magical power have both dropped to the high valley.

But as the saying goes, a lean camel is smaller than a horse!

He was once a figure in the middle stage of the refining emptiness. Since I haven't offended it, I have the possibility of reconciliation.

As he rushed into the spring water covering thousands of miles away, a vast amount of pressure came out of thin air.

Just like a fisherman suddenly retreating from the deep sea, his internal organs will instantly shift and turn into powder.

Lingzhi's body has long been in the early stage of transformation of the gods and is still crushed by gravity.

It is conceivable how powerful the Fangquanhai has reached!

"The power of heavy water in the water rules."

Lingzhi's face changed his color, and he shouted "get out" and shouted. At the same time, the mysterious and earth-shaking volume outside his hand was too mysterious.

Above the huge shock in the seven-circle space, the spring water surging, and the sword was spinning wildly as the center.

Immediately afterwards, a vortex of sword light ranging from a hundred radius suddenly appeared.

The roaring spring waves were caught in it.

The last moment, the terrifying pressure exerted on the body was relieved, and a vacuum zone enveloped the wisdom.

I actually used kendo to make the surrounding spring water into a virtual world. Then I formed an independent space before it.

A place to stay in the wanton area of ​​Yuanshi Jianquan!

"This son's magical powers are already the enemy of ability!" The holy man hidden in the spring was suddenly shocked. You dare to expose your own breath.

Just wait until the spring spirit swallows the original body, your purpose of this trip has been achieved.

Unless you restore your cultivation level to the peak.

Otherwise, it will be difficult to compete with the sharpness of spiritual intelligence after your eyes. Just as you are concentrating on hiding, a dark green ball of light shot towards you.

And integrated into the body of Baiquan.

The invasion of foreign objects immediately made the holy man shocked and angry.

"Old Fu Shumu Elder Yuan Yi! Take me away, the benefits of Tianxiao are waiting for him!"

A faint voice suddenly rang out.

"This holy man is also practicing Void cultivation. What opportunities can he give you?"

The holy man smiled loudly, and his seven words waved his hand. Hundreds of white dragon-shaped smoke filled the body, covering his body.

When you were born in the Thunder Palace, your spiritual heart Shumu had long been destroyed.

According to the records of Yang Xianchen for a few records, this human race is called Xia Dingsheng.

That wisp of residual soul dares to threaten and seduce you, and it is simply a matter of life or death.

"Hula!"

These white dragon smoke are mixed with extremely weak devouring power.

The soul hiding outside the spring water fled east and west, quickly shrinking.

But the smoke became stronger and smaller.

"Help you to merge your soul, I will deal with Taiyi disciples with you!"

Yuanyi sensed the failure of his own state, which was tempted by the opening.

"Monghun? He actually took the fruit of grief!"

The holy man raised his eyebrows and took a little hurry to attack. But in the last breath, a suffocating sword light rushed over.

He turned into a woman wearing a colorful Taoist robe. "Get up."

When the cultivator's lips moved, Bai Quan's body turned dizzy.

Two white crocodile teeth then swept across the sky.

Your dry body was actually separated from the sea of ​​springs and was completely confined by a space with no way out.

"Shouhaoyuan leads the way, otherwise I will find the real body of the Holy Man in a short time."
To be continued...