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At the moment, Hong Ling is working hard with his knees crossed, and his whole body's true Qi is running to the extreme. Jiuchi's snake venom left in his body was finally eliminated by him. Moreover, under the strong medicinal support of Zhu Guo for thousands of years, his cultivation, which was in the early stage of practicing the theory of combining deficiency and Taoism, began to loosen up, and there was a trend of promotion in the middle stage.

However, the medicinal properties of a red fruit are not enough to promote him. Because his own inside information is too rich. Even if it is a thousand year old Zhu Guo, such as heaven and earth, it is not enough for him to make a complete leap forward in his cultivation. Su Yu looked at him in surprise. His eyes were full of excitement.

Inside her space ring, there are some red fruits. Since it's useful for Hong Ling, can she take it all out and help him get promoted? In any case, she has eaten too much of it, and it has developed resistance, and eating it again has no effect.

"Brother Hongling, I still have some Zhuguo here. Would you like to take some more. I think these fruits should be able to promote you to the middle stage of practicing Xu He Dao! " Su Yu stares at Hong Ling, who keeps his eyes closed and keeps his mind fresh, and asks with his divine sense.

"There's no need to waste it. Since this thousand year old fruit has great healing effect, you'd better keep it. In the future, if you, I or Huang Jie are injured, this thing can be used to protect your life! " Hong Ling declined Su Yu's proposal and did not want to waste the fruits.

In ancient times, there are crises everywhere. If you are not careful, you will be in a desperate situation. With a thousand years of Zhu Guo as a guarantee, his own pressure will be reduced a lot. As for cultivation, he is not in urgent need at present. Under the support of two pieces of heavenly magic weapon level, he has enough strength to travel in this ancient battlefield. Therefore, the safety of others is what he values most.

"Well, if you need these thousand year old fruits in the future, just tell me!" Su Yu watched him get up slowly, went to help him trim his robe, and chuckled with his arm.

Hong Ling patted her head and looked at Hong Jin and others. So far, the crisis in the rosefinch nest has gone far beyond people's imagination. If it had not been for him and Su Yu's presence, few people who were afraid to enter here could survive under the attack of Jiuchi. Even if it is Hong Jin, perhaps self-protection is more than enough, but want to protect other people, it is really some tough.

After a little rest, they still walked towards the interior of the rosefinch nest. As far as Si Hong's family is concerned, those who are powerful enough for him, as well as those who are extremely powerful for him. And some of them may be unfathomable, but they have not yet reached the level of retreat.

As for the safety of the people around him, the youth will not worry too much. The real combat power of these people is at the level of holy land. Even if they can't compete with the masters like Jiuchi, they will never be weak against the monks who have the holy land combat power in the fairyland.

At this time, thousands of miles away from the rosefinch's nest, a figure was flying rapidly forward. The emptiness of his whole body is surrounded by a very strong force of wind system rules. On that strange face, at this time, there are wisps of strange marks. If Jiuchi is here, you will find that this person is just Sikong Sheng who was tracking him before.

Sikong Sheng is not a monk of blood like Jiuchi, but he is arrogant. Although he was not a direct descendant of Sima family in the upper world, his status as a son of a foreign surname was enough to make him proud of his peers. In the fairyland, which pays attention to blood and birth, it is not uncommon for him to join the big families like him. But it is very difficult for him to make a name in the forces he joined.

Sima was originally a big family, so he was able to cooperate with Jixia school in the lower world to run this once great school. But now, with the decline of the school, many of Sima's people no longer pay attention to it. For example, Hongling and other school saints would not have been in Sima's eyes. But this matchless son of a generation, dare to ignore Sima's majesty.

He offended Sima yuan regardless of his superiority and inferiority, which infuriated the younger generation of Sima family. No matter how brilliant Jixia Academy was, it was just the past. Moreover, in the cooperation with the school, Sima has always been dominant. It is absolutely not allowed for a sage son of a school to dare to challenge Sima's family by taking the world's public opinion.

"Hum, Jiuchi, just watch. You can't take the incomparable son of the world, but I will capture it. In front of the third childe, I'll see what you look like in front of me Sikong Sheng licked the corner of his mouth, and his face was angry. Although he had not personally felt the power of Hongling, he was still fearless.

A monk in the lower world, even if there is an emperor's utensil, is not strong enough. At present, the most powerful imperial weapon of Da Chu is the GUI Xiong sword which has reached the peak of ghost fairyland. Even though Hongling was powerful, he could not bring the ghost male sword out. In Sikong Sheng's opinion, the matchless son of the world could not turn out any waves only with the magic tools of fairyland.

At the moment, Sikong Sheng's cultivation was released to the extreme. The dark storm formed a haze behind him, which made some weak creatures in the rosefinch's nest flee in horror. His eyes seem to be strong, but still not satisfied. In a flash, a powerful force of heaven's destiny was raging in this void.Many young Tianjiao, who are in rapid progress, are now very close to the interior of the rosefinch nest. However, at this time, Hong Ling and Su Yu, who were walking in front of them, suddenly looked up and looked at the distance with dignified eyes.

"Big brother Hongling, someone is coming again! What's more, the strength of this man seems to be only one line weaker than the nine red incarnated as Hydra! " Su Yu took out the Yu Shen sword and held it in his hand. His eyes were dignified.

"Well, you deserve it. This monk seems to have a strong sense of war against me. And he seems to be very good at wind system rules. " Hong Ling carefully sensed the strength of Sikong Sheng, and suddenly a smile appeared on her face. He summoned the sword with his hand. Immediately, the young man put his hand on the sword.

Hiss! The dark golden thunder appeared on the simple sword body of the God of mercy, which made its edge even colder. Hongling brushed the sleeves of his clothes and burst out in a flash. It is still in the middle of its journey, and it rapidly splits into illusions. However, in a short period of time, a terrible sword like thunderstorm has been formed.

Si Kongsheng, who is moving forward rapidly, suddenly feels that there is an indescribable fury attacking him, and his face changes greatly. Although he was accompanied by the emperor's utensils at the level of ghosts and immortals, he was unable to fully awaken the power of destiny with the power of blood.

Under such circumstances, the combat power that Sikong Sheng can break out is only human fairyland. However, the sword like thunderstorm, which contains the prestige, is not under its own peak combat power. At this moment, a sense of unspeakable fear climbed into his heart.

Sikong Sheng didn't have time to think about it. He opened the folding fan in his hand and waved it forward. He is a vast body of gas, at the moment, constantly pouring into the folding fan, which will play its power to the extreme. Whoa! At this moment, the storm behind him was driven by the force of the fate law of the folding fan and swept away towards the front.

Boom! The deafening noise reverberates in this void. The violent air waves were rolling around and raging. Wind and thunder interweave, the long sword flashing thunder light instantly pierces the air waves, and shrouds Sikong Sheng. The sharp roar of the sword made his face white. However, after all, he is the famous Tianjiao in the upper world, and he quickly calms down his mentality at the moment.

"Well, just flying sword, I want to take my life. Hongling, the matchless son of the world, you are as naive as I thought Seeing countless flying swords, Sikong Sheng flung the folding fan in his hand. In an instant, the folding fan came out of his hand and soared in front of him. Bang! A fan with the size of 100 Zhang stands in front of him and blocks the way of all flying swords.

When! The first flying sword hit hard on the fan, and it even made a bright spark on it. And the sword itself is also a powerful shock force to bounce off several feet, in the void constantly buzzing. Seeing that the folding fan stopped the flying sword, Sikong Sheng was slightly one Xiang behind him. His hands quickly folded at the moment, and he jerked out a mysterious gesture.

The emptiness of Sikong Sheng's whole body suddenly poured out a force of unspeakable destiny law. It is like the river raging tide general, in this rosefinch nest with a terrible air wave. Seeing that the storm gradually turned into a storm, he took out a poisonous needle shining with cold light from his own space ring.

Seeing these poisonous needles on the spines of the poisonous light flashing, sikongsheng's triangle eyes flashed a trace of sinister smile. With a sudden swing, he smashed all the needles into the terrible storm. In a moment, he controlled them with the strong law of destiny, and disappeared between heaven and earth in an instant.

Hongling, standing in the opposite direction in the air, suddenly felt a gloomy force of destiny emerging. And this powerful force, at the moment of death of the lock Hongjin a line. The young man was suddenly angry and suddenly burst into a tyrannical atmosphere. The unknown monk on the opposite side actually crossed over himself and directed his hand to Hong Jin and others. Such despicable acts are contemptible.

What's more, his technique is very strange. In the youth's perception, those tiny needles actually disappeared directly in the storm, and did not come with them. At the moment, they are surrounded by an obscure law of time and space, and suddenly burst out of the distorted space, directly taking Hong Jin and others. The speed is so fast that even Hongling has no time to rescue.

"Steamed stuffed buns, protect the Royal sisters!" Hong Ling suddenly burst into a drink, in a very hasty tone.

Those poisonous needles that break through the sky are less than a Zhang away from Hong Jin and others at the moment. Such a distance can instantly wipe them out on the spot. Although Hongjin's half step imperial weapon overlord spear is powerful, it still can't catch the small poisonous needles. Half step emperor's utensils are still not enough to see in front of the power of the mandate of heaven.

"In front of me, I dare to play tricks and give it to me! Wang The steamed bun barked, and the blue dog's eyes suddenly locked. In an instant, Hong Jin and others are in the void, the passage of time suddenly becomes extremely slow. Even those poisonous needles, which are extremely fast under the blessing of destiny, have been completely slowed down at the moment.

Hong Jin and others looked at the bright poison needle, half an inch from their retina before slowly withered, a blank brain. The fixed time frame of steamed stuffed buns only infinitely slows down the time acting on the poisonous needles, and does not have any influence on these big Chu Tianjiao. However, at the moment, each of them was shocked to the extreme, and did not dare to move.Sensing that all the needles were falling rapidly, Hong Ling breathed a long sigh of relief. With a quick move, he captured these tiny poisonous needles with a powerful Qi machine, and quickly eroded and refined them with the power of five elements of Gengjin. He looked at the huge folding fan in front of him and flung the needles.

At the same time, the young man quickly folded his hands and condensed the mysterious sword formula. However, in a short period of time, the sad sword, which was originally played by the folding fan, converged like a swimming fish in the void. And their newly formed swords, at the moment, are soaring in size. A vast spiritual power, constantly pouring into it, will become more brilliant.

Seeing that the poison needle was about to catch up with the sword, Hong Ling fiercely pressed his folded hands downward. Hum! The clear sound of sword singing reverberates in this void. The huge sword, at the moment, quickly cut down towards the folding fan. The edge of terror made the gold mud folding fan tremble at this moment.

Without the urge of sikongsheng, the spirit of folding fan recovers actively at this moment, releasing its power to the extreme. An inexpressible force of destiny was born from the fan bones of the folding fan and shot away at the falling sword. At this moment, two different forces of the terrible destiny law collide with each other.

Boom! The loud and violent noise makes people deaf for a short time. The figures of Hong Ling and Sikong Sheng were also shaken by the powerful shock wave. In that violent storm, a series of subtle cold light flash away, did not attract anyone's attention.

Sikong Sheng is now trying to stabilize his figure. Suddenly, in his pupil, there are dots of cold light rapidly magnifying. He looked startled. He crossed his hands and pushed his vast palms forward. Boom! The terrifying palm wind makes the tracks of all poisonous needles vibrate and deviate.

After the disaster, Sikong Sheng is staring at Hongling with a cold face, and his eyes are full of killing intention. This humble lower world Tianjiao, unexpectedly, he shot back the poison needle that he had thrown out before. And almost let him this upper world heaven arrogant way, this is simply in the face.

Damn it, this little unparalleled son of a generation, dare to kill his noble Tianjiao, who comes from Sima family in the upper world. Didn't he know that if he moved Sikong Sheng, he would be the enemy of Sima family in the upper kingdom? How could the son in white be so rebellious? How dare he do it!

Fortunately, when he was exhausted, he was just in the void. Two small awn in his eyes again in the pupil, speed to the extreme. At that moment, his crystal like pupil was smashed by the poisonous needle. The crimson blood fainted in the sight like water waves, and the pale world instantly became scarlet and dark, and gradually lost any color.

Sharp pain along the visual nerve, slowly filled the mind. Blind upper bound Tianjiao, at the moment quietly covers his eyes, as if standing in clay sculpture. Suddenly, Sikong Sheng seems to have responded, and his face is ferocious. He shrieked and shrieked.

"Ah! Eyes, my eyes, you ruined my eyes! Hongling, the matchless son of the world, you dare to destroy my eyes of Sikong Sheng. You should die, you should die! " At this time, Sikong Sheng covered his eyes with blood and tears in his palm. He was almost crazy, and his Qi was raging like a raging tide.

"Shall I die? No, damn it, it's you Hongling said with a strong tone that the killing intention in her eyes has already condensed into essence.

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