"Is this okay?" Tian Xu was stunned, but he didn't expect that Tu'er had stabbed the mace for a long time, and he really left a live mouth.

"Teacher, look, this guy seems very weak."

Lin Fan retracted the mace, hung up the corpse above, and dumped all of them. He directly grabbed the intruder who had pierced his arm in his hand and looked carefully.

Tiansu, "Well, it is indeed very weak. If the intruders mentioned are all of this strength, it is really disappointing."

"Aboriginal, Aboriginal, you can't kill me, I am Xuanwu Thirty-three Palace, inner disciple, you aborigines, find death."

The man's face was grim. Although his left hand was pierced, his right hand was intact. At this moment, there was a scream.

"Xuanwu hoof printing method"

Suddenly, the right hand squeezed the print, the earthy yellow light was flourishing, and a basalt phantom appeared, and a palm was shot on Lin Fan's chest.

When he discovered that the native had no action, a grin appeared on his greasy expression.

boom!

A slap in Lin Fan's chest caused a huge noise.

Lin Fan carried the native, then slowly lowered his head, looked at his chest, and then looked at the other party, "What are you doing?"

The man was horrified and his pupils were wide open. He could not believe that the Xuanwu hoof seal method could not cause harm to this native, how could this be possible.

Tiansu, "Tu'er, he just had this palm, as if he wanted to kill you."

"Huh? Want to kill me?" Lin Fan squinted and stared at the other party.

When the man saw this look, his heart shivered and his hands and feet were cold. "No, no, this is just a friendly way of meeting."

He couldn't believe what the indigenous people in front of him were, the Xuanwu hoof method, bombarded in the chest with all his strength, but it was of no use.

If it was an ordinary person, his chest had already broken, but the person in front of him was safe and sound, and there was nothing wrong with it, which made him unbelievable.

"Friendly, yes, Lord Ben Feng is also very friendly to you, so accept it. Lord Ben's friendly way." Lin Fan raised his hand, punched with five fingers, punched out with a punch, and slammed **** the other side. abdomen.

Poof!

The man bowed his body, one lip, and a spit of blood spewed out, his eyes even burst out, an unbearable pain, wrapped around the body.

"Teacher, this has to be brought back, and you should interrogate it carefully to see what the way is." Lin Fan said.

Tiansu, "Tu'er, where it takes so much trouble, just search for the soul for the teacher."

"Although the Soul Search is simple and reliable, it does not have any sense of accomplishment for the Tuer, so it is better to interrogate in person." Lin Fan said.

This is an unknown creature from the unknown world. If you can interrogate it in person, it feels very good.

"Well, since Tu'er wanted to interrogate himself, then go." Tianxu nodded, then looked at the cracks, "Tuer, for the teacher to see what these cracks are all about."

"Teacher, be careful not to be taken away by this crack." Lin Fan said, and then walked towards the dungeon dungeon carrying the man who had been punched with bile.

Eternal sect.

The suzerain and the elders waited quietly.

At this time, the crack appeared, and a light curtain shield slowly fell from the crack.

In the shield, many people looked at this strange place curiously. According to the introduction of the martial arts, this is the place of the ancestors, a very backward and indigenous world.

"Come, the strong come." The eternal patriarch said excitedly, looking up, looking forward to the falling ball of light.

The rest of the elders were also very excited. They had been waiting for this moment for a long time.

A hundred years ago, the great sages told them not to respond, but it seems that this non-response is simply stupid behavior. Only when the strong come, can they save their eternal sect.

The shield dissipated, and those outsiders whispered.

"Brothers and brothers, the people standing there are indigenous."

"This is the native creature in the land of origin, how can we see that we have not shot, maybe they don't know what happened."

"Also, we fell from the sky. For them, maybe we are immortals. For immortals, many indigenous people will kneel down and worship."

"However, the deacon master said that after the advent, they beheaded by the indigenous people, occupied the place, and waited for the arrival of the martial army."

The eternal sect master stepped forward and clenched his fists, "below..."

The words haven't been finished yet, but they have shocked the outsiders these days. In their view, the other party's fist is to attack, so they start directly to be strong.

One of the male disciples roared, the long sword behind him was instantly sheathed, a cyan light enveloped the long sword, the sword was like lightning, and there was also a cyan dragon attached to the body of the sword, opening the big mouth of the blood basin and biting.

"Jiaolong goes to sea!"

The coming disciples sighed, "Unexpectedly, Brother, even practiced the swordsmanship to such a level. It is said that Brother received a powerful swordsmanship instruction, and his accomplishments in swordsmanship are very high. ."

Clang!

Sparks.

The eternal sect master stood there, without moving, and took a hard stroke. When the long sword touched the sect master, he did not go further, but paused there.

"Huh? This native could not wear a kimono, and could resist my sword."

He was shocked in his heart, but Lingyi was just a magic weapon. In them, the treasure was divided into magical tools, treasures, spiritual tools, fairy tools, and this magical device was extraordinary.

Suddenly, the color of greed rose from his heart.

"Teachers and brothers, take action together. These indigenous people have spiritual weapons on them. After they are killed, they are all ours." The man shouted loudly, but his hands kept moving, extending his fingers, manipulating the sword, and directly facing From the beheading of these natives.

"What? Spirit weapon?" The disciples who came came in shock, and then the greedy color in their eyes became more intense, and they could not bear it anymore. Everyone slammed and offered a magic weapon.

Suddenly, Xiaguang shines, and they use magic power to urge the magic weapon.

There are flags, gourds, beads, magic weapons of various shapes floating in the air.

The eternal sect master didn't understand what was going on, and then looked at the elder sect, "What do they mean?"

"Sovereign, they seem to want to kill us." An elder said, he was also very excited, after all, there are strong men coming, but at the moment, these strong men who are expecting to come, even want to kill them, which makes them very Difficult to accept.

"How could it be." The Sect Master couldn't accept it. He personally used rune paper to respond to these strong men, but he didn't expect that these coming strong men would even kill them.

He couldn't see through the cultivation of these people, but he could feel the strange power contained in the other person's body, which was different from the power contained in them.

"You indigenous people, all go to death, the baby can get it, it is a shame to put it on you."

Suddenly, Wan Xiaguang came over.

"Misunderstanding." The Sect Master looked heavy, but at this time, he had to fight back. He didn't expect that these adventurous strongmen, everyone had babies, and it looked extraordinary. The glow of the sun is contained in the power of heaven and earth.

Shoot with a palm, just hope to hold it.

His cultivation is a demigod, incomparably powerful, and he did not dare to care about these coming strong men, but also used the power of the law. Suddenly, the world roared, and the power of the vast law surged out, directly toward these advent The strong man crushed away.

boom! boom!

When the magic weapon of the sky was subjected to such destructive forces, it exploded, and did not even hold it for a second.

puff!

The disciples who sacrificed the magic weapon, in the moment when the magic weapon exploded, looked red, and a spit of old blood spewed out.

Their mind and the magic weapon formed a connection, at this time the magic weapon was destroyed, they are also hit hard.

Seeing this, the Sect Master wanted to keep his hand, but the force continued to crush, and there was no way to close it.

boom!

The screams rang loudly, and all the disciples of outsiders collapsed to the ground, and some disciples stared directly at their eyes, their legs staying upright.

They did not expect this to be the case, even if the magic weapon was sacrificed, it was not the opponent's opponent.

A disciple, his eyes widened, the color of terror flashed in his eyes, took out a jade card, injected into mana, and suddenly a blue light burst out.

"Master deacon, help, these natives are too strong, too cruel, the brothers and sisters are dead, they are too scared... horrible."

The speech was intermittent, and when the words were finished, the breath dissipated, and the eyes were not dead.

"How could this happen." The Sect Master was already stunned by the situation in front of him.

"Sect Master, are these the strong ones?" The elders couldn't believe that the Sect Master had just fought back, but it was just a normal fight back, and he did not exert the most powerful force. But these long-awaited strong men died one by one. .

Dead somehow, don't know what the situation is.

The Sect Master looked at the elders, his eyes flashing with doubt, and the corners of his mouth were also twitching. "This may be a misunderstanding, these may not be strong."

Then he looked up at the void and wanted to continue to wait for the arrival of the strong.

"Sovereign, what are we doing now?" the many elders asked~lightnovelpub.net~ they didn't know what to say. The strong man who had been waiting for them despaired them.

The Sect Master remained silent for a moment, "Wait and see."

Unknown world.

He is the deacon of the Xuanwu 33rd Heaven Palace, and he is responsible for the advent of the disciples, but now, he does not know how many pieces of communication jade cards he has broken in his hands.

This also shows that the disciples who came have countless deaths and injuries.

"What the **** is this? According to the records of the Zongmen, how could the indigenous people in the land of the ancestors fight back, and it is even less likely to be the opponent of the disciples I sent. What happened."

Today, he just wants to know what happened in that place of origin.

Aboriginal cruelty?

How cruel is it?

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