The breath emanating from Shaojun Ling was very violent, like a gushing volcano. Even when the holy spirits stood in front of him, they felt great pressure and could not help shaking.

Wu Canglan Wu Sheng's pupils burst into flames, staring at the spirit master Shao Jun who stood opposite, saying: "You are too arrogant?"

As soon as Master Ling Quan's eyes lighted, he looked at Cang Lan Wu Sheng from the top to the bottom, especially her plump and rounded **** and hips, showing a very interested look, and smiled: "Nice, yes, Terran It is not easy to produce a woman as beautiful as you, and it also has a phoenix body ... well ... it is a very good slave. Today, you don't need to die. "

"Slave ..." Canglan Wusheng was even more angry.

Suddenly, the flame rule surged out of her tender body, so that the surrounding flames condensed into pieces of feathers and appeared around her.

Master Lingquan said: "Yes, human saints belong to high-level slaves in the Raksha tribe. Of course, most slaves are bought back and used to cook food and entertain guests. You have a body of fire and phoenix like you The beauty of the Holy Land is very rare. It is a waste of ingredients, but it can be trained as a beauty pet. "

Wu Canglan Wu Sheng's wrath is unforgettable, and the head of the divine nine-day goddess is unexpectedly unbearable.

"The flames burned the sky."

Wu Canglan Wu Sheng raised the Sword of Burning Heaven. Suddenly, dense inscriptions emerged on the sword body, exuding a scorching flame.

"Boom."

Wu Canglan Wu Sheng swept out with a single sword, thousands of swords of energy, condensed a ten-foot-high wall of fire, and spread all the way to Master Ling Quan.

"The strength is not bad, but unfortunately it is a bit worse for repair."

Master Shaoquan displayed his playful eyes and stood still.

Hou Tiange Hou rushed out from behind Master Lingquan, holding a bronze battle ge of one foot two feet long, with his arms outstretched and waving. A ghostly head of a bronze mask flew out of the battlefield.

The wall of fire condensed by Qi Jianqi was blown to pieces.

Chu Chusiyuan's eyes glared and he yelled, "Be careful."

Wu Canglan Wusheng also noticed the danger. In the pupil, a human head wearing a bronze mask rushed towards her at a hundred times the speed of sound, unable to escape at all.

Can only block the sword.

"嘭."

Wu Canglan Wu Sheng only felt a huge unreachable force, hitting him, and a sound of crickets sounded in his ears, and then his eyes darkened, and his body flew backward uncontrollably.

The holy genius stood behind Cang Lan Wu Sheng, pushed forward with both hands, hitting two mighty righteousness, resolved the impact of Cang Lan Wu Sheng, and then rushed forward, holding Cang Lan Wu Sheng Vest.

"噗嗤."

After Wu Canglan Wu Sheng's feet touched the ground, a spit of blood spit out of his mouth, and the entire person became soft, unable to stand upright, and obviously suffered an extremely serious injury.

"Seven lives and seven deaths."

Qi Chu Siyuan opened the "Seven Lives and Seven Dead Pictures", and a dried palm was pressed against the scroll, and then, seven colored lights emerged, shining all around, condensing into seven illusionary worlds.

The seven illusory worlds overlapped into a seven-color world tower.

"Boom."

The Seven-Colored World Tower and the head of the bronze mask who came over rushed into a row and smashed them.

Xi Tiange Hou quickly put away the war go, backed back.

Wu Tiange Hou only felt pain in his arms, and blood slid down his fingers. His eyes were on Chu Siyuan's body, and he said, "There is a strong man like you in Kunlun Realm. No wonder he can escape our pursuit again and again."

Fairy Hou fanned a pair of wings, flew down to the ground, snow-white jade. Foot, stepped on a cold like a mysterious tortoise, and smiled enviously: "Oh, Tian Gehou, you even have a fifty The fourth-order spiritual masters are unable to clean up, so what qualifications are there for a first-class marquis? "

Immediately, the other seven first-class marquises came out.

Farther away, there are a number of Marquis of Rakshasa, standing in the cold and flames, the number is very large, at least more than five hundred.

Bian Tiange Hou mentioned the bronze battle, Shen said: "The old guy is not an ordinary spiritual master, and the scroll in his hand is a very powerful spiritual master."

"is it?"

Wu Xianyan Hou had a pair of charming star eyes, stared at Chu Siyuan, and his eyes fell on the "Seven Lives and Seven Dead Pictures".

Wu Chusiyuan's eyes only touched Xianxianhou, then his face changed dramatically and he said, "Hurry away from this place, that is a spiritual king."

"What ... the Spiritual King?"

The saints in the Kunlun realm were all terrified. Where did they dare to fight with this group of Rakshasa monks, they immediately stepped back and wanted to escape.

"Want to leave?"

The red lips of Wuxianyuhou opened slightly, and a series of pleasant laughs were emitted in her mouth. The sound was very magnetic and echoed over the swamps of the two poles.

The next moment, all the saints in the Kunlun realm fell into a fantasy.

Some sages were running blindly, accidentally falling into the cold water puddle, and the sacred body was frozen into ice cubes.

Some sages, like enemies of life and death, fought against each other.

There are also some sages with strong mental strength. They are standing in a dull position, with a struggling look on their face, and they are struggling to fight against Xian Zhenhou.

However, the spirit power of Xian 婈 hou is too strong, even Chu Siyuan can not compete with her.

The eyebrow of the goddess of life, one of the nine goddess girls, flew a white light spot.

"Boom."

The light spot turned into a scarlet shrine and appeared in the swamp.

This is a real temple, which is quite huge. The pillars, walls, and tiles all radiate divine light, and a sacred power is emitted, which actually breaks through the magical tricks of Xianhouhou.

Immediately, all the saints in the Kunlun realm all awakened.

Many saints have been injured, and even twelve saints have died.

All the surviving people were downcast and felt a little desperate. This time their enemies were too powerful, and any one had the strength to kill all of them.

Looking at the temple under his feet, Wu Xianyuhou was surprised and extremely happy, saying: "The temple, a temple where a **** once lived, is so precious that it is hidden in the air of a human woman."

Wu Lingquan Shaojun suddenly realized that every group of women in Kunlun world seemed to be very different.

One holds the Confucian Scriptures, one has the phoenix constitution, and one has a temple ...

Immediately, the eyes of Master Shaoquan looked at several other women, and he was surprised to find that each of them was in a state of beauty, possessing a very strong physique, and definitely not an ordinary saint.

Fortunately, their cultivation is still very low. If all of them reach the level of a half-step holy king, it is definitely a powerful and terrible force.

"One hundred thousand years ago, the Kunlun Realm was a very powerful one in the entire universe. I thought that after 100,000 years, the Kunlun Realm had completely fallen, but I did not expect that so many heavenly pride could emerge. Female."

Xiao Lingquan laughed loudly and said: "It is a blessing to fall from the sky. It is just today that you have been tamed all of you and cultivated into a group of beautiful pets. Take you out with you. Do n’t you envy those guys?

"Even if we die, we can't give in to you."

Wu Canglan Wu Sheng ’s eyes are as fierce as the beasts. He burns the Holy Blood directly in his body, performs the taboo secret technique, the combat power soars, and once again attacks the past with Master Ling.

"If you want to fight with Shaojun, go through this level first."

Xi Tiange Hou raised the battle and blocked Canglan Wusheng. The two fought fiercely in the temple.

This is an overwhelming battle. Even if one side of the Kunlun realm uses the power of the shrine, "Seven Lives and Seven Dead", and the Confucian Scriptures, it cannot resist the power of nine first-class marquises.

Qi Xianchen Hou took the "Picture of Seven Lives and Seven Deaths". A palm was pressed against Chu Siyuan's head, and a stream of mental force poured out from his fingertips, and he said coldly, "Kneel down to Ben Hou."

"No ... but ... could ..."

Qi Chu Siyuan was shaking, Qi Kong was bleeding, but she was still fighting against the spirit and will of Xian Xunhou.

"Master."

Uncle Ying Yue's eyes were covered with bloodshot, his mouth roared loudly, and then he made a holy seal and blasted to Xian Zhuhou, trying to save Chu Siyuan.

You must know that Uncle Yue is the state herd of a state in Kunlun, and he can be called the top power in the holy realm.

However, Xian Hou Hou is more powerful. He did not put Uncle Yue in his eyes, with a little finger, a light shuttle flew out.

"噗嗤."

Xi Guangshuo broke the seal, penetrated Uncle Yue's eyebrow, and killed him.

The fall of Uncle Yue Yue made all the saints in Kunlun world sink in their hearts, and their hearts were extremely sad.

"To die together, kill."

"Rather Stick to your guns."

The remaining three Kings of the War Department rushed to Xianzhuhou, Tiangehou, and Lingquan Shaojun respectively, and mobilized the Holy Spirit, preparing to explode the Holy Source and Qihai, and died with them.

"Do not explode."

A pair of glorious eyes of Wu Xianyuhou stared at the three kings of the military department. Three powerful spiritual wills entered their sea of ​​consciousness and suppressed their consciousness.

Suddenly, the three kings of the Ministry of Defense fell to the ground and lost consciousness.

It is clear that in the presence of a spiritual master, they have no chance to blow themselves up.

Uh ...

Uh ...

Wu Qingmo and Zhang Ruochen walked into the swamps of the two poles one after the other, passing between the cold and the flames.

As Zhang Ruochen walked forward, a picture of Fang B mobilizing the rules of truth and exerting several times his power appeared in his mind.

"The rules of truth are part of the rules of heaven and earth. They should be everywhere. How can we sense them?"

Zhang Ruochen imitated Fang Yi's moves and made one move after another, but he couldn't perceive the rules of truth at all.

Wu Qingmo was very anxious and said, "Why are you practicing anytime, anywhere? Can you go faster? I feel that their breath is rapidly weakening. If we don't rush there, the consequences will be unthinkable."

Zhang Ruochen retracted the move ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ with surprise, saying: "Can you still feel their breath weakening?"

Wu Qingmo didn't know how to explain to Zhang Ruochen, and said, "I beg you? You really can't drag it down, in case sister Nalan is taken away by the Raksha clan, you can't feel relieved, right?"

"Okay, okay, hurry up."

Zhang Ruochen hates contact with monks in the Kunlun realm, but when he sees Qing Mo's pitiful face, he can't even hate it.

It didn't take long for them to enter the depths of the bipolar swamp. Far away, they could already see a hundred miles away, and a temple stood in flames and cold.

"That's the temple of the goddess, they must be there."

Wu Qingmo stopped waiting for Zhang Ruochen to turn into a blue streamer, and rushed towards the temple.

But Zhang Ruochen stopped and looked around. He noticed that a large number of Marquis Rakshasa was hiding in the dark, and then he said to himself, "How much can you solve?"

"Master, with my cultivation of the most holy peak now, even if I can't kill them all, at least I can hold them back."

The holy food sacred flower rushed out from Zhang Ruochen's back, took root in the swamp, and then, tens of thousands of roots spread out in all directions.

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