Chapter 1232

Mu Jiuhuang and Song poetry are both eyebrows.

"Little girl, if you want to have a strong strength, you have to pay the corresponding price. Although this little guy is in the hundred dynasties, he can still be such a person. How can he pay little?"

Mu Jiuhuang said.

"Well."

Yun Yan'er's head was lighter, but her eyes were still red. She was obviously very distressed.

"It seems that I said something I shouldn't have said."

The way of Song poetry is like a smile but not a smile.

"It's OK. Don't blame yourself. Just cultivate her more in the future."

Lin Chen said seriously.

Song Shi almost laughed.

This kid, he really doesn't play according to the routine.

"Little guy, how can you talk to sister Shi? Be careful she beats you."

Mu nine waste low voice reminds a way.

"Pa!"

Song Shi slapped mu Jiuhuang on the head and scolded: "am I so terrible? I'm very gentle, OK? "

"Yes, you are the softest."

Mu Jiuhuang covers his scalp and cries bitterly.

Yun Yan'er is amused by the expression of Mu Jiuhuang.

I didn't expect that the patriarch, who has always been the leader but not the end, was such a person.

It's a real eye drop

But then again, my dear seems to be such a person, and more rogue than the patriarch.

Cloud Yan son saw Lin Chen one eye, knowing a smile.

Suddenly, mu Jiuhuang seems to feel something, suddenly eyebrows pick.

Then he said with a smile: "it seems that the war situation outside has been decided."

Before the voice fell, mu Jiuhuang raised his hand.

Click!

In front of me, the void broke, and one shadow after another flew out of the fragmented void. They were all in a mess, and finally all fell in front of Mu Jiuhuang and Song Shi, forming a mountain of people.

"Oh? Is there another emperor

Lin Chen blinked.

If he is right, there is a seriously injured emperor in the crowd!

Not only that, but also five or six great achievements!

If these people are in the hundred Dynasty area, they will be able to set off a bloodbath in the whole hundred Dynasty area!

"The strength of the ancient medicine sect is really good. It's so easy to suppress so many people."

Lin Chen was shocked.

Then he was relieved.

After all, the ancient medicine sect was founded by that woman. In those days, although that woman was not a reincarnation wusheng, she was not afraid even in the face of a real reincarnation wusheng.

How can the clan founded by such people be weak?

The broken void heals slowly.

More than 20 people fell to the ground and piled up into a hill.

And the weakest of these 20 people is the inferior wuzun!

"Well, that's all."

Mu nine wasteland take back palm, light way.

"Do you want to kill them?"

Song Shi's face became cold.

"That's what I mean."

Mu Jiuhuang nodded slightly. These people dare to invade the ancient medicine sect. As the leader of the sect, he will not let them go.

However, before mu Jiuhuang had finished talking, a superior wuzun, who was not in a coma, said, "you want to kill us? Wait, your doomsday will come soon... "

"Bang!"

Mu Jiuhuang smashed his fist on the man's head.

Before he had finished speaking, the man gave a whimper. His voice stopped suddenly and he fainted.

"Vulnerable."

Mu Jiuhuang did not have a good way: "sister Shi beat me with more strength than this, but I didn't faint once."

"What are your intentions?"

Song Shi grabs another wuzun who hasn't passed out and asks in a low voice.

"When you die, you'll know."

Wu Zun said with a grim smile.

"To die!"

Song poetry slapped him on the head directly, which made him lose consciousness.

Mu Jiuhuang and Song Shi asked all the people who were awake.

But each of these people is a "tough guy", and they are all silent about their purpose.

This makes mu Jiuhuang and Song poetry helpless.

"If only I knew how to search souls."

Mu Jiuhuang said.

"Don't think about those devious ways. You can't master the art of soul searching!"

Song Shi scolded: "cultivating that kind of evil skill will only harm others and yourself. Have you forgotten Uncle Xu's fate?"

At the mention of "Uncle Xu", mu Jiuhuang's face changed slightly.

Uncle Xu, who was once the chief elder of the ancient medicine sect, is very powerful.

What's more, he was well versed in soul searching, so he got a lot of important information.It is no exaggeration to say that Uncle Xu's contribution to the ancient medicine sect is even more than that of all the elders in history.

However, his most important end is not good.

It can even be said to be extremely miserable.

The evil skill of soul searching is only understood by the demon sect. Some practices will only hurt others and yourself. No matter who it is, it will be eaten by soul searching in the end, and the brain tissue will be completely controlled, becoming a walking corpse that can only kill.

Because of this, Uncle Xu's end is to be blown off his head.

Only by knocking off the head can we stop this walking corpse

"Sister Shi, don't worry. How can I learn this evil skill?"

Mu Jiuhuang regained his mood and laughed.

But at this time, Lin Chen is to walk to a Wu Zun big round full strong person's in front.

In the eyes of Mu Jiuhuang and Song Shi, Lin Chen stretched out his hand and gently put it on the head of the strong man.

"What do you want to do, little one?"

Mu Jiuhuang asked.

Song poetry also stares at Lin Chen in doubt.

Lin Chen did not answer, but took a deep breath and slowly closed his eyes. There was a wonderful wave in his palm, and there was a trace of evil in the mystery.

Buzz

It seems that there are bursts of Sanskrit sound between the heaven and the earth. Sanskrit sound has the effect of confusing the mind. If it were not for Song poetry and mu Jiuhuang, they would have lost their spirit.

Yun Yan'er has lost her mind.

Song Shi patted her on the shoulder.

The cloud Yan son instantly returns to mind. But seeing that the faces of Song Shi and mu Jiuhuang were not very good-looking, they asked, "what's the matter?"

"Is Lin Chen a man of hundred dynasties?"

Song Shi asked.

"Yes, I knew him as a child."

Yun Yan'er nods and looks puzzled. She doesn't know why Song Shi suddenly asks.

Song poetry and mu Jiuhuang look at each other.

Each other's faces are a little dignified.

And at this time, Lin Chen has taken back the palm of his hand, and his eyes are slowly open.

Whoa.

A mouthful of white turbid gas spits out from his mouth and dissipates between heaven and earth with the heat of high temperature.

"So it is."

Lin Chen murmurs.

Shua!

At this time, mu Jiuhuang appeared in front of Lin Chen out of thin air.

Lin Chen hasn't come back, mu Jiuhuang grabs him by the neck and lifts him up!

"Boy, are you a demon sect man?"

Mu Jiuhuang asked in a low voice. The dignity in his voice seemed to be able to direct his soul and make people tremble!