The hundred and three chapters are completely crazy "Four More Flowers".

In the Great River City, the Peerless Sect was almost razed to the ground, and the flames were skyrocketing. There were a few bees that were besieged to death, and they were killed directly under the paw prints of Pang Si.

Among the viewers all around, it could only be a sigh. This Peerless Sect had offended Yang Guo. This was the most unwise thing. Even if he suffered such revenge, he was helpless.

Seeing this scene, in the dark, all the powerful people could not help but secretly took a breath of breath, and many powerful people were involved in it, secretly deciding in their hearts, how could they not offend Yang Yang and offend that in the future People, that is a nightmare.

"This time, the Sect of Spirits has suffered a lot. The King of Spells is afraid that he will soon become an orphan and become the commander of the bare rod."

"This Yang Guo is really cruel enough, one person will become the king of the soul."

"Jingling King is estimated to be mad, who made him want to provoke Yang Guo."

In the dark, there was a small talk in the crowd, and in the sky, several figures fell one after another, seeing the bones on the square, Chen Heng, and the anger suddenly spread.

"Bang!" The Demon King's eyes were red, and he was covered with bloodshot feet, and he stomped fiercely on the ground. The ground burst immediately.

"Yang Guo, my supernatural king will not kill you, swear not to be human." The cold voice echoed in Zhou Kong, and the whole space suddenly seemed as cold as an ice cave.

"Not good, my Vientiane Gate." Seeing all of this, Bai Wanxiang felt cold in his heart, and hurried back to his Vientiane Gate. He negotiated with the King of Spirits, and had been waiting for Yang for a few days, but today was still nothing In return, he was transferred from the mountain to the mountain. The Spiritual Sect suffered heavy losses and was almost razed to the ground. At this moment, a chill spread in his heart. The Spiritual Sect got the pole of the Tiger from the mountain. Still the strong is nothing.

In a secluded courtyard, under the moonlight, the courtyard was shrouded in it. Under the dim night, there were branches dancing around the wind, and under the bet of the moon, the shadows like ghost claws were left on the ground. .

"Huang Dan, you still know me." In the courtyard, in front of Huang Dan, a middle-aged man with a stern look, a thin figure, and a somewhat disordered breath.

"You are the deputy head." Huang Dan stared at the middle-aged man in front of her, her body slowly receding, her eyes with a single aim. During this period of time, she had been locked in the Vientiane Gate, and she could not After leaving, I also learned from the disciples in the door what happened to the Vientiane Gate recently, and learned that the Vientiane Gate suffered heavy casualties, and even the deputy master only escaped the soul baby. Now, it looks like it is looking for someone to take it. Shed.

"Huh, yes, tell me quickly, where did Yang Guo get settled, and he will kill me like this, I will not let him go." The middle-aged man was furious, the soul infant succeeded, but his strength, but It was only at the peak of the Eightfold Spirit Master. Compared with the original Spirit King, it was completely "Vice Master, I am not familiar with Master Yang Guo, and I don't know where he is." Huang Dan slowly backed away and thought to himself But he knew that the man was all right and secretly relieved.

"You are unfamiliar, why would you ventilate him? If you don't say it, don't blame me for being rude." The middle-aged man said coldly and slowly took Huang Dan to the corner of the room.

"Vice Master, I really don't know, you let me go, because I am also a person of Vientiane Gate." Huang Dan posted on the wall, showing fear, from the person's eyes, she felt no Good hunch.

"Ji Jie, this new body, I don't know if it will work well, you're pretty good. Play with you first." The middle-aged man's eyes fell on Huang Dan's chest of milky things. Reaching out of the deep groove.

"Who is it." Just when this middle-aged man just raised his hands, time turned back behind him, his eyes cold, the sleeve robe slammed, and a spirit fire was a sleeve of lightning against the back air storm. Swooped out.

"laugh!"

Just after this spirit fire just looted out, a dazzling white beam of light also came violently, and then it was struck with it fiercely, annihilating at the same time in a burst of ‘chirping’ sound.

"Seizing the house has become the Eightfold Lingshuai, and the strength is in front of me, just like ants." Bai Ling's slender body appeared silently, without even a trace of fluctuations, just with a fascinating fragrance.

"It's you ..." At this moment, the middle-aged man seemed to see death, and his face changed suddenly.

In this instant, Bai Lingcao stretched out his sleeve, and the slender jade hand protruded out. The powerful and dazzling Baimang climbed out like a snake like a catkin, and finally wrapped around the palm, the handprint had already been knotted. Out, it turned into several fingerprints, and it fell directly on the middle-aged man with a thunderous speed.

This middle-aged man retreated suddenly, but it was invisible. Under the space blockade, he could not move at all. If he had a little resistance in the past, at this time, he was unable to resist at all, and he was banned in an instant.

Everything was just a blink of an eye, and before Huang Dan's eyes, there were two more figures, one white and one blue.

"Master Yang Guo, Master Mochou." Huang Dan's eyes startled, and he thought it was dazzling.

In the Vientiane Gate, which is extremely far away from the Jingling Sect, in the middle of the night, at this time, the fire suddenly began to soar into the sky. After several loud sonic booms, it has alarmed everyone around.

"Yang came over." Seeing everything in Vientiane Gate, everyone secretly said at the same time.

"Yang Guo, I and you are at odds." When Bai Wanxiang hurried to the Vientiane Gate, the Vientiane Gate was already in chaos, and the situation of the Vientiane Gate was definitely not much better than the Peer Sect.

Watching his whole life's hard work, the Vientiane door that he worked hard for his whole life, but this time it ended so badly, Bai Wanxiang regretted in his heart, why did he want to provoke Nasha, just in this regret, Bai Wanxiang was angry What's more, if he doesn't deal with Yang Guo, he can't help but hate.

Within the mountains of Jujiang City, several figures fell. It was Lu Shaoyou, Bai Ling, Huang Dan, and the middle-aged man who was in the hands of Lu Shaoyou.

"Ms. Huang Dan, please go back to the Huang family. Wanxia City is the site of the Black Shamanism. Within the Huang family, no one can trouble you." Lu Shaoyou's eyes fell on Huang Dan.

"Master Yang, do you believe I haven't betrayed you?" Huang Dan said lightly.

"I'm not confused, I will go first." Lu Shaoyou's voice fell, and the two disappeared immediately.

Looking at the two disappeared figures, until there were no traces of those two figures in his eyes, Huang Dan's eyes picked up, and Dai Mei's brow wrinkled slightly, and then disappeared into the woods.

The sky was already shining, and in a cave, the Ju Ling Wang, who had won the house, stared in horror at the four figures in front of him. He had just seen that Yang Guo and Mo Chou both opened their masks. It's just a young man, two or two years old, with a sly smile on the face of his perseverance, which makes his heart numb.

The other three people, Mo Mo, the seventh-order mid-level monster, transformed into a human form, are extremely beautiful, charming and majestic, just like a fairy. A woman with a curly hair and a delicate appearance, with a bulging body curve, he also saw it with his own eyes. It was the bloodthirsty spirit bee. As for the last blond boy, his eyes were cold, but a little yellow snake.化 化。 By the.

This man was stunned. It turned out that Yang, who had recently buzzed up the entire city of Jujiang, was just such a young man. This is probably beyond everyone's imagination.

"The Eighth Peak Peak is handsome enough," Lu Shaoyou showed a faint smile while looking at the Gathering King who had taken the new body on the ground, plus the cultivation of the Eighth Peak Peak Spiritual Master, he would break through to the Eighth Layer Spiritual Leader, That's enough.

Ju Ling Wang watched the landing and swim less, as if he wanted to say something, but was banned from speaking.

"It's your turn, Lu Shaoyou's handprints came out. In the right hand, above the palmprints, a vortex of true energy emerged directly, and then snapped on the Heavenly Spirit Cover of his soul-breaking king.

Under a huge engulfing force, a magnificent spiritual force has already poured into his palm, and then Lu Shaoyou's mouth is the same, his face is slightly dignified, at this moment, although the broken soul king is only the peak of the eightfold spiritual handsome Strength is built to ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ but it is because it is a body of seizing, so there is a soul baby.

At this moment, Lu Shaoyou felt the soul of the broken soul king, the soul baby is struggling, this soul baby is struggling, it can't help for a while, after all, this is the spirit king soul baby.

"Soul infant only, it's a pity that it's not the level of the spirit king." Lu Shaoyou's eyes fell, his mind together, and the force in his hand suddenly broke down.

"what……"

There was a miserable wailing sound from the Soul Breaking King, and the Soul Baby was directly swallowed by the strange power. His Soul Baby, at the time of seizing the house, was already at this time, and the Soul Breaking King also knew one thing What a horrible thing, this Yang Guo turned out to be able to devour his spiritual power and soul baby. Unfortunately, he could no longer tell anyone about this matter.

When the Soul Breaking King became a corpse, it was suddenly burned to ashes by the spirit fire in Lu Shaoyou's hands. Despite the good luck, the soul infant fled and the Lingshuai was found to be swallowed, but at this time, it was still Did not escape the end of the soul.

A moment later, Lu Shaoyou sat cross-legged on the Lingyu bed, his handprints knotted, and slowly began to cultivate. The spiritual energy swallowed from his body was waiting for refining. @b