Chapter 3390

Name:Nine Dragons Supreme Author:pan gu
Wang Wenwen, after the closure, the whole person has changed a kind of dress. She used to be inlaid with gold and jade, and her wealth is pressing. At a glance, it makes people feel that she is a lady with delicate body and expensive meat.

Now, this kind of breath swings. However, it doesn't exist. Her upper body is wearing a navel exposed black leather tunic, which not only highlights the happy holy mountain in front, but also the small Manyao is shining and attractive!

"Da Da..." as she walked, a soft sound came into the hearts of the people, which made people pay more attention to her long legs. There she was wearing only a hip length short skirt, as if the beautiful scene would be revealed as soon as she bent down. People really couldn't help themselves.

"How's it going? Look silly? Haven't you seen the princess's beautiful legs so long and so white in your life?" Wang language showed it proudly. Now it's more in line with the identity of some witch.

"You... Shameless!" the saint woke up and immediately scolded.

"Jealousy, you are completely jealous of Princess Ben. I tell you, you are not as good as me. You should die as soon as possible. Don't think about Chen Jiu in our family!" Wang Chinese taught him a self righteous lesson.

"I'm not as good as you? You're just showing off your beauty at most. If you have the ability, you can defeat the demon generals!" the saint defied.

"Hum, it's just a small matter. You wait. Princess Ben will challenge the demon generals and completely convince you!" Wang Wenwen proudly raised his head and chest and strode away.

"Bitch, don't think only you have big legs, and my legs are no worse than you!" after Wang Wenhua left, the saint roared.

Outside the magic Saint palace, the little girl mu'er looked nervous. "Princess, you can't play really? Are you really going to challenge the demon generals?"

"I'll talk about it later. I finally got out of the pass. Let's go and see the boy Chen Jiu first!" Wang language now knew Chen Jiu's deeds and immediately walked to wanwang peak.

"Stop, the Lord of wanwang peak is closing, and no one is allowed to approach!" unfortunately, they were stopped outside the peak and couldn't go in.

"What? You dare to stop me. I'm your peak master's wife. Do you want to die if you stop me?" Wang Wenhua said angrily, directly claiming to be his wife.

"Joke, great beauty, the woman of our peak master is obviously a saint. Although you look good, we haven't heard of you!" a group of servants didn't agree.

"I haven't even heard of my super witch? Then it seems that I have to do something!" Wang Wen grinned discontentedly and felt that he was too bad compared with the saint's reputation.

"Beauty, if you want to see our peak master, we will give you a chance when our peak master leaves the customs!" the servants are very kind.

"Wait, you'll hear about me soon!" pointed to several servants and angrily scolded, and Wang Wenwen left angrily.

"Princess, what are you going to do now?" the little girl was more worried.

"What are you doing? Of course, it's challenging the devil generals. Do you know which generals are the weakest?" Wang language was not too arrogant, but planned to challenge from the weakest.

"Well, I know that the weakest general is called King Qian's general. He lives in King Qian's peak!" mu'er said and led the way there.

Qian Wangfeng's body is shining with a kind of gold and silver treasure. The smell of wealth is very threatening!

"King Qian, get out of here. I'll challenge you..." he shouted on the spot. Wang Wen won't be polite any more.

"Bold, who provokes this demon war and wants to die?" with a heavy roar, a middle-aged man dressed in gold and jade came out, like a nouveau riche!

"Are you the general of King Qian? Don't talk about magic words. This witch is the eighth disciple of the master of the magic holy palace. I'm here to challenge you today. Take it for me!" Wang Wenhua pointed out his intention and didn't want to cause more disputes.

"So you're the little woman who broke through the 81 difficulties. You came to challenge me in a short time. You're too ignorant of life and death. King Qian Avenue!" the general of King Qian, who also heard of Wang language, immediately released a Avenue composed of money.

"Hum, Xianwang Avenue!" Wang Wenwen was born in the Xianwang Empire and has the blood of the Immortal King. She has unparalleled potential. After hissing and grinding with Chen jiuduo for more than nine days, she has absorbed a lot of the origin of the immortal heaven. In addition, it is difficult to practice these days. She is really different from before.

"Boom..." it's extremely noble, glorious, full and prosperous. As soon as Xianwang Avenue comes out, it's not too much. Although Wang's language is still very raw and astringent, it's enough to defeat the current king Qian's general.

"Ah, don't fight, I admit defeat!" the two people are not fighting at the same level at all. Under Xianwang Avenue, Qianwang Avenue is directly scattered, and Qianwang battle will escape in embarrassment, full of panic and fear.

"Waste thing, what's the use of the Tianmo gate for you? It's not worth a blow." Wang language looked at the other party and couldn't even take his move. He was also very angry.

"Calm down, princess. Please spare King Qian's life for the sake of our acquaintance!" a young man suddenly stood up boldly. It was Wang Jiaqing.

"Oh? Is it your master? You can save him from death, but you have to lead me the way. I will continue to challenge the devil generals and make my reputation as a witch!" seeing Wang Jiaqing, Wang language also eased down.

"Yes, the princess thinks highly of me, that's my blessing!" Wang Jiaqing happily agreed, and there was no pride in the past.

"Let's go!" Wang Wenwen finished his work and couldn't wait to leave.

"Yes, princess, do you plan to challenge step by step or step by step?" Wang Jiaqing asked carefully.

"Challenge is not the goal. What do you say can make the princess famous? It's best to beat the saint!" Wang Wenwen asked with an expectant face.

"The saint's strength can probably be ranked within 50? But there is no definite number. If the princess wants to make a reputation, she should challenge one by one and surprise the Tianmo gate with a huge number. In that way, she will be ignorant and everyone will know!" Wang Jiaqing gave a pertinent suggestion.

"OK, that's it. You lead the way!" Wang Wenwen doesn't care too much about these. She just needs to make a name for herself. It's no pressure for her to fight a few more battles.

"Yes, let's go to the ghost King peak next. The ghost King devil will cultivate the ghost King Avenue. His Taoist power is quite evil!" Wang Jiaqing promised, introducing and leading the way.

"Boom..." Wang Wen Wen's side is highly belligerent. When challenges keep coming, the saint suddenly tears her skirt in the magic palace. What is she going to do?