"If this is the case, why need to dig a pit and buried people, spend exhausted mind, both hard and hard. Let him plead guilty?"
Jueyan does not refute, look at his hand focused on.
"What can I do if it is not the same? The child has hated my bone marrow and hates. If you do n’t use this Lu Tianqing's head, how can he interest his anger? I have ignored it.
It is said that it is the Holy Zun, which can be managed, and only the nine nine dead prison. It can be held arbitrarily, let alone Lu Tianqing alone, it is his luck! "
"Huh! Then Lu Tianqing is also still, as long as you have a little relying on strength, he will not be sent to the dead prison. Then Xuanhua Xuanzang, a few Chinese lords, may not be willing to be as follows!"
"But not everyone, they all died and retreat with them."
I don't seem to say much, Jueyan, but I laughed: "Can you feel it? Phoenix, at this time, the blood in my body is burning! It is all because of him! Blood traceability, this power is so strong.
Since these seven thousand years, it is the first time. It is no less than that of Yu Yuan, when I first stepped into the border- "
"Um!"
It was called ‘Phoenix” and felt quietly.
She has a special relationship with this flame, and even her life and death. How can I not feel such obvious blood circulation?
When the two of him saw Zong Shou, he felt it.
With the shift of time, the blood of the flames became more and more obvious.
The benefit of the flames can be beneficial, and she can also be beneficial here.
"It is really strong. In the past few thousand years of the Holy Realm, none of the Holy Realms in the past thousands of years have been able to burn the blood pupils.
I really do n’t know how he supports it. Let me look forward to it, when he is on the sanctuary- "
Immediately, his eyes flickered, and the voice was faintly said: "Just for the power of this blood, it is worth you. Sacrify a holy realm for him?"
"It's worth it! Why not worth it?"
The flames suddenly laughed, but they shocked thousands of miles, and said faintly: "For me waiting for these people, what family, what power, and descendants, are no longer taken care of.
! In the past, the fighting in the tribe, who wins and who defeats, has nothing to do with me. For example, if you watch the fighting magpies. Even if you are collapsed, you only need to harm you and me, you can sit for you, even
When you see it. But since this son, let the old man have a chance to cultivate again, how can he be as if the meaning of those? Lu Tianqing, he can't see this.
After these, the flame suddenly said with a moment: "Speaking of which, this son is also related to you. This son's body. With the mark of Lei Yan, it should be--"
When the girl heard the words, her complexion changed, and she was as pale as a paper. After finishing the flames, she directly cut the topic.
"I woke up with the burning of the world blood pupil. At least there were at least ten days! Now it’ s a real contradiction. I hope he is faster and wants him to slow down.
"Hope!"
Jueyan, but laughing. What the girl said is exactly what he thinks at this time.
Almost every breath, you can feel the power of the blood, which adds more points. The magnificent and magnificent, making people shudder.
Just as the dam. The longer the support, the more the potential of the accumulation of the interception, the more, the stronger.
Once it rushes down, it will be a huge wave that will overwhelm everything!
It makes people look forward to it. I also hope that this dam can hold on until the end.
Only in this way can more bloodline power be traced back to him.
"In terms of benefits, after all, they are not as good as Yan Yuan, which makes people jealous. At this time, I am afraid that he will be aware of it in a few days."
As the bloodline goes up, the stronger the cultivation level, and the closer the blood relationship is to the person, the more benefits they will receive.
From Yan Yuan to Zong Shou, it has only been eight generations.
It seems that he is extremely powerful and cannot catch up to him no matter what, but fortunately he has already taken the lead.
"If he achieves the World-Burning Blood Eye, I really don't know what kind of movement will happen. This Nine Ultimate Hell of Death——"
After saying that, the girl frowned and looked down, into the black mist.
The fierce fighting there has ended.
"It's the Fantasy Heart Mirror, the nine-tailed black fox? How did this state come into his hands? Why didn't you tell me first?"
There is no way this guy can really break into the ninth floor.
Jueyan was stunned for a moment, apparently not expecting it. Then he smiled carelessly: "It doesn't matter! It's just what I wanted -"
In the blink of an eye, a drop of blood popped out and flew straight to the abyss gate.
In mid-air, another flaming figure appeared——
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At this time, in the black mist, Zong Shou was in a state of shock.
"In the past twenty years, there are no women who have been sent to the ninth level of death prison, and there is no one named Lu Hanyan——"
There has been no Lu Hanyan for twenty years. So where is his mother? Is what this formless god and demon said true or false?
Could it be said that people are actually still in hell, but they have never found it?
But why did he spend more than ten days searching and couldn't find it? Where did he miss it?
These questions are all running through my mind.
Zong Shou was also completely unable to control his thoughts, and his thoughts became increasingly chaotic.
Thousands of thoughts surged up at the same time, as if they were completely controlled by an inexplicable force.
Opposite him at this moment, the man in white smiled gently. Then he slashed with his sword, which was nothing special, but faster than the starlight.
Zong Shou could only watch helplessly and stood there. Although he had the consciousness to dodge and resist, he was completely unable to occupy the dominant position in his mind.
When he saw the sword's sword reaching directly between his eyebrows, he was about to pierce his head.
But suddenly another cyan mirror light shone from the fantasy heart mirror behind him.
The light shone down, directly covering the body of the man in white.
There was also a ray of spiritual consciousness in the mirror, returning into the sea of souls. With a cold force, the distracting thoughts in the heart calmed down in an instant.
The Wuxiang God Demon on the opposite side let out a miserable hiss. Before the sword could reach Zong Shou's body, he violently retreated and fled.
Zong Shou's face remained unchanged, and the Yudao Dragon Tooth Sword Formation, which had been prepared for a long time, instantly surrounded forty miles of time and space.
With the nameless sword in his hand, he counterattacked instantly, and in an instant there were several dragon shadows hovering over him.
The five dragons reunited, and the huge dragon's mouth of the Taichu Dragon opened and thrust forward suddenly, as if it wanted to completely engulf the young man in white!
At this moment, the Shadowless God and Demon was unable to resist at all. His swordsmanship was clearly superior to that of Zongshou, but the sword light he slashed out often collapsed at the first touch.
Zong Shou mercilessly broke open and chopped it into pieces!
His face was distorted in pain, his arms and legs were numb, and it became increasingly difficult to support him. Even the shadow puppets around him were killed one by one by Zong Shou's sword array!
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