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"Death Dead? Master situ ye, did you die in the hands of matchless sons? " Tianjiao, a Sima's Tianjiao, looked at the half kneeling body of situ ye with a look of horror. They were born in Sima family at the same time. Naturally, they knew the horror of this immortal demon. But now he has been killed here, which is too shocking.

"Mr. situ ye, I'd like to give you some advice. I always don't like to be threatened by people around me, so if there is an afterlife, you should take care of your own mouth! " With a hiss, Hong Ling takes back the gun and doesn't look at the fallen body.

At the moment, situ Ye opened his eyes wide, his eyes staring at the void, and his mouth was so stunned that he could not close it. To his death, he did not understand how he could be defeated in the hands of the humble lower world Tianjiao. He was Tianjiao, the other surname of Sima family. He was born noble and talented. How could he die? How could he die?

However, this is the last consciousness of situ Ye. When his focus gradually dissipated, the whole world finally completely lost his position. No matter how brilliant the past life is, people die like lights out. Even if future generations sing about their past, they are just dead bones in the grave.

Sima Jin's face is gloomy at the moment, staring at the Hongling who is walking slowly. He does not hide the killing intention in his eyes. The matchless son of the world seems to be about to fall down, but his body is just going to tilt, still faltering. Hum! A sword chant sounded, but Su Yu came from the sky with his sword and guarded him.

"Big brother Hongling, are you ok?" Su Yu looked at Hong Ling with some worry. In a panic, he took out the fruit and fed him to swallow it.

As the ancestor of the vampire, but also have a strong blood, she is very clear about Hong Ling's situation. At the moment, even if the fruit is precious, she can't care much about it. It is not that situ Ye's sword did not fail to achieve a trace of victory. On the contrary, it was a terrible cut.

Hong Ling's chest was almost cut open by him. That extremely terrible knife, oblique cut in matchless son's left shoulder, has spread to his abdomen. Even if the young man's spine had not been broken, he would have been broken in two.

Su Yu stares at Hong Ling's wound in horror. Her eyes are full of dignified color. Such a heavy injury is by no means unusual. His internal organs were almost crushed by the Dao Qi of situ Ye. Even the hard scale on his chest was cut in two at the moment. If not for the abnormal self-healing ability of the blood of the ancestors and the blood of the dragon, plus the defense of the Yan Huang emperor mirror, I'm afraid that the great Chu would lose a peerless heaven pride.

Forced to endure the pain from her chest, Hongling managed to keep her self-consciousness awake. Today, his chest is full of thick plasma, which is directly crushed by knife Qi and rib fragments. If he loses control of his body, he is afraid that the residual Sabre Qi in the wound will burst his skin membrane in an instant, making him explode like fireworks.

He tried his best to mobilize the residual force of the law of destiny and constantly refined the Dao Qi of situ Ye. Now, he can only rely on himself, even if others want to help. Once another air machine rushes into his chest, it will become the last straw to crush the camel, and completely release the sabre Qi suppressed by him. At that time, his whole body will be cut into pieces.

Fortunately, the Zhuguo that Su Yu fed him was indeed a rare elixir. Only one, it makes up for a small half of his vitality, so that he can maintain his own function, not to make rootless flesh and blood necrosis. From the beginning to the end, he did not look at Sima Jin.

"Young master, do we want to kill this matchless son of a generation now?" Nine red some unexpected looking at the silent Sima Jin, opened his mouth to ask.

However, Sima Jin just shook his head and did not speak. He didn't have such an idea, but when he showed a trace of evil spirit, he felt two very huge killing intentions, which locked his body. That power is far superior to the ghost fairyland. First, it seems to be from the black and white demon dog. And the other force comes from the matchless son of the world.

These two forces, even if Sima Jin had the magic weapon of ghost fairyland, did not dare to do it at all. It seemed to be better than the old ancestors he had seen in his family. At the moment when they appeared, the third young master of Sima was full of despair. Fortunately, when he withdrew his intention to kill, the two forces fell silent.

Baozi was surprised to stare at Hongling or his space ring. The blue dog's eyes were full of teasing. It turns out that the old women are also afraid of the death of the eldest? This is really strange enough, when Queen Nata will worry about the safety of a little monk.

The baby girl and steamed stuffed buns are deterred from Sima Jin's actions by breath, which naturally can't hide from Hong Ling. This is also his courage to fight hard to kill situ Ye. Whether it is the strength of steamed stuffed buns that is comparable to the divine realm, or the white steam that the baby girl breathes out, it has the power of a strong man in the divine realm. This is enough to wipe out any friar in the rosefinch nest. Even if he has the strength of ghost fairyland, it is not enough.

The power of Zhuguo, slowly will Hongling broken flesh and blood into one, and slowly restore it. At this time, Hongling has gradually dissolved the sword meaning left by situ ye, making his own Qi flow more freely. He has been able to maintain the general status quo of his body, so that it will not be broken into a pool of rotten meat.And his almost cut off spine, now there are countless dark Gold Charms emerging, will be restored and cured. It is the power of the ancestors of dragons and vampires, full of terrible vitality and toughness. People quietly watch Hongling repair their own injuries, no one dares to move.

This young man has a very strong breath to guard him, so that he will not be disturbed by the outside world. However, it is strange that these two forces will not rashly help him resist the enemy. It seems that they have extremely harsh constraints. But even so, it is enough for Sima Jin and others to cast a mouse.

They don't know where the source of these two forces comes from, but as long as the breath exists, they can't take advantage of others' danger and take the lead in killing the matchless son Hongling. This is a very unpleasant thing. Sima lost two super Tianjiao one after another, but the matchless son was still alive. This result is an insult to Sima's dignity.

The sound of bone regrouping and growth sounds, which makes the teeth sour. At the same time, the internal organs of young people are also reshaped and healed, and even become more tough. The ferocious scar is slowly shrinking and healing. Even the scales cut in two are also re integrated.

It was just a cup of tea, and Hongling was cured. He took out the spare white robe, replaced the broken blood coat, and looked up to Sima Jin and his party in the distance. After killing situ ye, his fear of Sima's Tianjiao has dropped to the lowest point. If there is only Jiuchi and the third son of Sima's, then they can't be threatened too much.

Hongling ignored the seven Tianjiao who had half step emperor's utensils, and didn't pay attention to them at all. The half step imperial weapon in the hands of these seven people is really powerful, but it is not enough to see in front of his two heavenly magic weapons. Even the tyrant guns in the half step empire are better than them.

Whoa! After a long breath of turbid Qi, Hong Ling took a move and photographed Yan Huang Emperor's mirror in his hand. He looked at the ferocious blade marks on it and frowned slightly. The attack of magic weapons in ghost fairyland is really strong enough. If Yan Huang Emperor's mirror is allowed to recover itself, it will be difficult to do so without half a month.

He congeals his sword finger, condenses a wisp of samadhi fire on the fingertip, and gently taps it on the mirror surface. The original crack of the knife marks, in the burning of the flame under the rapid joint. Yan Huang Emperor's mirror was also quickly recovered with the melting of young flame. However, in a short period of time, the whole bronze mirror has been restored as before. Although the peak value of spiritual power reserve has dropped to the lowest point, it will not cause too much trouble to Hongling.

He collected the mirror of Yanhuang emperor into his body and accelerated the recovery of his spiritual power with genuine Qi. Hongling looked at Su Yu and others. The little girl just thought of turning her body into three bodies and attacking Tianjiao, who has half a step of the Empire's battle power, with her own strength. At the moment, she seems to have some small hidden injuries in her body. Bai Su is not injured, obviously her strength seems to be still above nine red.

Some painfully patted Su Yu on the head, and Hongling pressed against her back heart and put the pure force of wooden rules into her dark wounds to repair the tiny injuries. Once Su Yu starts to fight for his life, he seems to be crazy. Of all the people, she is the most worrying one.

Su Yu narrowed her eyes cleverly and let Hong Ling pat her small head. Her expression was very comfortable. She is not unable to cure her own wounds, with the blood of qingluan and the strength of her ancestors, she can recover to the peak state in a short time. But she cared too much about the son in white and forgot her own injury. The world's best feelings are hard to bear.

"Mr. Sima Jin, I don't know if you want to fight me again. If necessary, my son can accompany you to the end and never die Hongling stares at Sima Jin, and thoroughly releases the wisp of Qi that remains in his body. In an instant, the emptiness of his whole body was suddenly shattered by the force of this divine realm, revealing the bright starry sky inside.

Sima Jin's face was gloomy and uncertain, looking at the big Chu's line of Tianjiao, and his heart was full of killing intention. However, this anger was severely suppressed by him. The little power that Hong Ling broke out was really too terrifying. Even his Sima Jin means together, but also absolutely not good. Now he Sima's family has fallen two big Tianjiao one after another, and can't afford any loss any more.

"Hum! Hongling, the matchless son of the world, I hope you can always keep that wisp of Qi to protect your life. Otherwise, I'll kill you if I see you one day Sima Jin snorted coldly, turned directly to tear up the void and stepped in. Although he still has the strength of World War I, he does not dare to bet.

Once Hongling breaks out the power of the divine realm, all Sima Tianjiao will be spared. Sima Jin didn't want to die, let alone die so stifled. If under the same strength, he naturally has the invincible heart. But when the power in the hands of the matchless son is stronger than him, he can only choose forbearance.

"Oh? Is Mr. Sima leaving now? Well, I hope you and I will never see you again! Because the next time we meet, maybe it's not so easy if you want to leave! " Hongling scattered the girl's Qi and looked at Sima Jin with some ridicule.

This is the son of a great aristocratic family. Although it seems stupid, under the surface, it is a deep mental skill accumulated by several generations of the family. Their temperament and resilience, even their vision pattern, are not comparable to those of monks in the lower world. These people are born at the top, as long as they are not too stupid, their achievements will always go ahead of most of the inferior Tianjiao.Hong Ling turned to see Hong Jin and others, and sighed helplessly. Sure enough, compared with these fairyland Tianjiao, the monks of big Chu were still a little poor. This may be the limitation of the structure and the difference of starting point, which leads to the difference between them. However, which one is stronger or weaker depends on the individual's creation.

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