Feeling locked in his aura, Liu Chuanjun quickly nodded and responded, reaching for the inferior storage bag, but he took an empty one and looked up. The sword palace disciple raised his hand and moved the storage bag far away. After throwing it, he looked at himself with disdain.

"White dirty dirty master's hand, go away!"

The chilling murderousness and coldness were barely concealed. Liu Chuanjun was cold all over, and the disc immediately flew away, picking up a storage bag on the road and leaving in an embarrassing way.

He flew away for hundreds of miles and turned back to see that he couldn't see the figure of the group of people before he stopped with a vicious look.

"You don't be kind first, don't blame the Dao for injustice." He raised his hand and threw a jade pendant, dripped three drops of fine blood through his fingers, and an illusory figure emerged from the jade pendant, wrapped in a black robe and unclear Face, carrying a coffin behind him, showing the cold.

Liu Chuanjun nodded again and said nothing, pointing his finger at the distant starry sky, until the figure disappeared, and the cold breath disappeared. He straightened up with sweat.

"Every time I dealt with these people of the Yin Sect, I was panicked. His grandmother's legs weren't urgent, and I really didn't want to contact this group of inhuman and ghostly things."

Liu Chuanjun felt terrified, but when he looked into the distance, there was a cold smile. "These little boys look down on the uncle, then let the people you look at go. The Yin Sect should be very interested in these sword repair corpses, not to mention the starry sky. Giant!" When he thought of the star giant, he was greedy and jealous. If it weren't for big things that he couldn't take, he really wanted to go it alone.

...

Yulongzi's heart is solemn. He intuitively feels that the star giant in front of him is different from the past. He doesn't know the specific difference, but it doesn't look like the blood of the ancient gods with no sanity, especially the casual eyes. Make him feel like a prey.

"Brother, what's wrong!" The young disciple who had beaten Liu Chuanjun stepped forward and asked softly. He seldom sees such expressions from the brothers who are known as Tianjiao.

Yulongzi shook his head slowly, "Let the brothers and sisters act carefully!" He reached out and held the sword handle behind him.

No matter how different, but a star giant, no longer can be the ancient god, he even killed the ancient god.

"Yes."

The disciples lined up, all of them were in a group of white clothes.

boom!

Suddenly, a wave of turmoil affected the solemn breath, pressing down everyone's momentum, and a deep voice resounded through the void.

"Huh, it really is a group of goodies, a group of cubs in the sword palace, a starry giant, enough for Lao Tzu to go up one more level."

Black impregnates the void, a figure of black robe appears in it, a black coffin on the back of the body, a pair of green eyes glowing cold.

"It's the Yin Sect." Everyone in the Sword Palace was awe-inspiring.

Yulongzi frowned, a large number of black robes and black coffins, "Elder Yinzong."

"The kid's vision is good." The black around the black robe was put away, and his green light glanced up and down. "You are the little boy of Yulongzi. I heard that you have the blood of the white dragon, but I don't know the true and false. If it is Really, your body can give the old man more gains." The voice is hoarse, and the speech is like an unpleasant cloth torn, unpleasant and heart palpitations.

Yulongzi's face was cold and cold, and his stern qi was like a giant dragon rising.

"Brother, what should I do!" The younger brother stepped forward again, his face pale, no longer the arrogance just now, and facing the notorious and powerful Yin Sect in the starry sky, no one can keep calm, even if they are all in the sword palace, especially Is it facing or one of the 12 elders of Yinzong?

"Cut this generation first, and then cut off the evil!" Yulongzi said one word after another, the voice fell, and the long sword behind her was sheathed, trembling in the void and dividing into thousands.

"All the disciples listen to the orders, follow me and cut the sword, draw the sword!" Yulongzi's voice was cold.

"Yes, follow the instructions of the brother!"

All the disciples responded, and the sword spirit rose again, reflecting a white light in the void, that is, Jianguang and Jianyi enveloped the void around, blocking everything.

"Kill!" The voice fell, Wan Jianqi, the void split, and the sword's intentions shattered everything.

"A group of little cubs, great momentum!" Elder Yinzong waved his hand, and the coffin behind him flew out, with a long chain attached to it. At this time, the infinite sword lengthened around the sword, and the lid of the coffin was raised. The rotten smell penetrated the void, and one palm climbed up from the coffin, followed by a stiff body, but weirdly dressed in a dragon robe like a mortal emperor, a sword in the waist, already had a rotten rise time There was a jingle.

"Hey, this is an old man's new product, and I haven't had time to hand it in. This time you have the blessing to see this emperor's body with your own eyes."

Even the corpse has a straight back, and the body is like a spear standing in the sky. The unmatched domineering and majesty pervade, just feel like you are a ants.

The moment the emperor came out, the atmosphere reached its limit!

Wang Sheng frowned from beginning to end and looked at ~lightnovelpub.net~ just blinked, and the scenes changed in addition to these scenes, and he seemed to be one of them.

Star giant? Descendants of ancient gods?

He was a little bit enlightened. It is estimated that these people misunderstood himself and regarded him as another group of creatures, and this creature is obviously related to the stock god. It is indeed the starry sky where the ancient **** is.

Seeing that a war is about to take place, Wang Sheng stepped forward.

"Senior brother, that **** is attacking!" The sharp-eyed disciple of the sword palace was shocked. The star giant was different from what he had seen before. He didn't escape, but took the initiative to step forward and watched the driving, which was about to be inserted into the battlefield.

Yulongzi frowned, and made him feel that the dangerous sin was really different.

"Stand up!" he screamed flatly.

At the same time, it catalyzes the strongest aspect of the sword intention, and instantly depresses the ancient corpse of the emperor, so that the sword intention of the practitioners can cut off the entangled aura.

The present situation is obviously not suitable for their struggle with each other.

Elder Yinzong also noticed the clues, green eyes fixed on Wang Sheng’s body, and suddenly yelled in surprise, "The blood of ancient gods, and the concentration is so deep, haha, the old man was made, and he got a fine ancient. corpse!"

He actually held the chain and rushed to Wang Sheng, and the emperor's corpse did not care about everyone in the sword palace.

Wang Sheng frowned deeper, and the gloomy old man in front of him reminded him of the Black Emperor, who was particularly bored with the use of the dead.

He raised his palm and took a fierce shot, "You **** annoying!"

boom!

The void collapsed, and the black chain turned into dust. The palm of the stunned elder of the Yinzong elder was hard to move. The power that he had never felt left him blank.

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