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Chapter 89 Three Life Wishes

Liu Qiankun's body is now like another battlefield. The violent earth spirit energy is raging in his body. The spiritual energy contained in the dantian has long been assimilated by it. The spiritual energy that has been condensed in the earth spirit bead for millions of years is rushing in his body, struggling to find it.

When he reached the outlet of his vent, he could not break free from the bondage of this strong body. He could only squeeze the liquid in his body desperately, and blood flowed out of his pores. If this continues, he will become a powerful one.

Mum corpse!

The red frantically covered his hands with sticky plasma. He could feel his body in his hand slowly stiffening. He was holding the ancient sword tightly in his hand, and the joints of his five fingers appeared pale, which made him feel sad.

Buzz! The ancient sword let out a light sound, like a sleeping person yawning, the sword body trembled slightly, the red anaconda was shocked, and hugged the body in his hand tightly.

Ah! The burning pain from the chest made Chiaku couldn't help but exhale the pain. His palms loosened, and the body in his arms soared into the air. The ancient sword in his hand seemed to have suddenly had life, carrying Liu Qiankun's

The body rushed straight into the sky like a meteor, disappearing into the endless darkness in an instant, sprinkling a tent of blood rain...

"Venice..." The red frantically screamed, and the man soared into the sky, chasing Liu Qiankun like lightning...

Qiong Hong looked up at the sky, and the hostility in his eyes faded away, and he murmured to himself: "Savior of the Divine Sword! It seems that my brother is really not an ordinary person!" He held the dragon claws tightly and tightened slightly.

, the Gan Yuelingying screamed in pain.

"Fellow Taoist, can you let my brother Lingying go? Ganluo will do his best to help the fellow Taoist find Lingyou!" Ganluo looked at the spiritual infant struggling in the dragon claws and said weakly.

"Yeah!" Qiong Hong came to his senses and nodded heavily.

The Gan brothers were overjoyed when they heard this and were about to bow, but when they heard Qiong Hong, they said slowly and slowly: "The three of them cut off their arms, so I will give up!"

The three brothers petrified on the spot, Qiong Hong's words were like a bolt from the blue, and all kinds of complex expressions flashed in his deep eyes, including anger, helplessness, and unwillingness...

"Forget it! Today, the Gan brothers are wrong first. How can the fellow Taoist be able to relieve the wrath of thunder, so what if he cut off his arm?" Gan Luo smiled bitterly, shook his head, his face turned miserable, and he made a single palm move into the air.

Whoosh! The short knife hanging above the head slashed straight down.

Scream! A blood light suddenly appeared, Ganluo's left arm fell down at the elbow. Before he could wait for the broken arm to fall to the ground, Ganluo stretched his right palm and grabbed the bloody broken arm.

"Hmph! You must keep your promise!" The other two gods pinched the magic trick with their hands, and said with a look of frost.

Qiong Hong stood with his hands behind his back, his chin raised slightly, and two snorkeling sounds came from his ears. The two vivid arms left their bodies at the same time. The three powerful earth immortals were each tragic in an instant!

"Get out!" Qiong Hong raised his golden claws, and the little spiritual infant drew a pale yellow arc in the air and flew towards the three brothers.

Gan Luo led a single palm to take the spirit baby to the palm, lifted the corpse that was still alive in Gan Yue, turned around and was about to leave. This was a battle without any suspense. They didn't have them in front of Qiong Hong, who was incarnated by the ancient golden dragon.

Room for resistance.

"Leave my brother's spiritual treasure!" The sound of the sky is like a bell, and a cold power as cold as ice made the three gods stop.

Bang! Gan Luo threw a black stone backhand and left without looking back...

Qiong Hong looked up at the sky, and the dragon roared in a row, instantly turning into a hundred-foot golden dragon, with its scales flying into the sky. A dazzling golden light shone brightly on everyone's eyes, and only a powerful and high-pitched sound came from the air.

"Listen to you, mortals, today, not take your lives. If anyone dares to be enemies with my brother, he will destroy his country and kill him. He will never break his promise!!!"

The sound went further and further away, disappearing into the endless sky... The 97 beast-headed and human-body ferocious gods in front of the formation also soared into the air, and shot away with a grim smile...

At this moment, both the Monqi warriors and the elite soldiers of Tianxing were kneeling down and bowing, their bodies trembling like sieve, and their faces were unaware of the mud and water.

Zhou Da stood in front of the formation with a lonely face, muttering: "The National Master of Dragon Slaying... The Brother of Golden Dragon... The Brother of Golden Dragon..."

The dark clouds in the sky quietly dissipated, and the setting sun in the west had already fallen, and the wet air was mixed with a faint smell of blood. The two armies had no intention of fighting again, and they each packed up the corpses slaughtered by the fierce gods and slowly retreated. Suddenly, they

I feel that the armor and weapons on my body are simply a joke in the eyes of those peerless strong men!

Chu Tianyun looked up at the sky, stretched out his palm and patted his beloved son's shoulder, and said calmly: "The homeland is in sight. Who can stop my father and son from returning to the south? How about people? What about immortals and gods?"

"Master-in-chief!" Chu Nangui's eyes sparkled with tears, and he held his father's palm with his back hand.

Three men walked in front of them, their empty left sleeves gently raised in the cold wind, and a hint of pale appeared on their dull faces. They were the three broken armed gods.

Chu Tianyun and his son quickly walked upstairs, and the Gan brothers were killed and injured three times. They were all tired of their father and son. When they got closer, they bowed their heads and bowed.

"The three gods suffered the pain of losing their brother and cutting their arms for Tianyun. The great kindness of Tianyun and his son will not be punished!" Chu Tianyun said with tears in his eyes and said sadly.

Ganluo sighed, "This is my brother's unjust disaster. It has nothing to do with you. We can break our arms and don't worry too much! Get up and talk!"

The physical incompleteness is not a big deal for the Gan brothers who have entered the realm of the earthly immortals, but Gan Yue's body has been destroyed, but he must find a place to practice in a stable manner and be able to take over the body and be reborn.

Chu Tianyun and his son kowtowed three times before they stood up and stood up.

"Does the god general have something to order Tianyun?" Chu Tianyun was meticulous and had already seen that Gan Luo's eyes were strange.

Gan Luo nodded and said in a deep voice: "My brothers and three need to leave here temporarily, at most ten days, or at least seven or eight days. To prevent accidents, can we delay the southward journey?"

"Tianyun should obey the commands of the gods!" Chu Tianyun bowed and turned to his beloved son and said, "Send the order, the army retreated and set up a camp for a hundred miles, and advance south in ten days!"

"Yes!" Chu Nangui replied with his fists, turned around and left, and his heavy combat boots made the mud and water gulp on the ground.

The Gan brothers left in a drift. Chu Tianyun slowly took out a square wooden box the size of a palm from his arms. The surface was shiny, and he didn't know how many times he had been rubbed.

He reached out and gently uncovered the lid of the box. There was an orange-yellow pebble the size of a pigeon egg lying inside, with some chicken blood stripes on his face, which looked dull.

Chu Tianyun stretched out his index finger and rubbed it gently on the pebble. His eyes were blurred. He murmured to himself: "Three Lives Stone, Three Lives Stone, Tianyun finally brought you back to Tianxing's territory. If you really have a spirit, let me

Tianyun fulfilled his decades of wish to return home!" As he was thinking, two lines of turbid tears fell from the corners of his eyes...

(Today is Singles' Day. Xinghui sincerely wishes those brothers who have not found their other half to fulfill their wishes. Come on! Make a wish for the Three Lives Stone, fate is determined to be three lives, and heaven and earth are sentient beings!)


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