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The huge array is slowly rotating on the earth, and the air flowing out of it gently supports Hong you's falling body so that it is no longer affected by any force. At this time, sisma tried to mobilize her divine consciousness and wanted to recall the javelin nailed to Hong Yuan. However, he was soon shocked to find that his connection with the magic weapon was directly destroyed by the power of the great array.

In the eyes of the big array, a ripple of space is slowly condensing at the moment. Immediately there are two young figures formed slowly, emerging from the space wormhole. Their breath did not flow out of the void, but sisma and Moller felt an indescribable crisis at this time.

Hong Ling looks gloomy and stares at Hong Yuan, who is captured by the great array of breath, and slowly coagulates a strong sense of killing. Although he and Hong Yuan are not familiar with each other, their relationship is not bad. I didn't expect that he just sent out from the rosefinch nest, and saw that his royal brother was beaten seriously, which really made him angry.

With a gentle air machine, Hongyuan's body was covered and slowly transferred from the void to the ground. Hongling took out a Huisheng pill and fed it to him to swallow. The young man put his hand on his brow, and with his pure spirit, he continued to change the breath left by sisma and Moller in his body.

When feeling the poison of ghost wolf in Hongyuan's wound, Hong Ling's face became more and more gloomy. In addition to constantly devouring the blood gas encountered, this poison also eroded the soul of his royal brother. If he arrived here later, it would cause irreparable consequences.

By burning the poison with the fire of samadhi, Hongling carefully guides the bone powder in Hongyuan's body and makes it reshape slowly in his body. The young man readily refines a thousand years of fruit to a drop of pure liquid essence, mobilizing the knowledge of God to scatter it into countless thin threads, and carefully plunge into the broken body of the little prince.

Hong Yuan, who was in a coma, snorted and seemed to recover consciousness. In his meridians and acupoints and orifices, there are subtle medicinal threads moving, constantly reshaping his tendons and bones. Moreover, his flesh and blood, which had been completely mixed with bone powder, was being separated by Hongling's powerful divine consciousness.

Hongyuan's body was like a reconstructed building block, which was slowly restored and cured by Hongling. At this time, the gold curtain friar of the grassland King's court was looking at the two figures in the formation with vigilance on his face. As the array slowly disappeared, they finally sensed the specific accomplishments of the two men.

"Two monks in heaven and man's holy land! Although we can't see the specific level, it is definitely not beyond the scope of the first robbery! " Moller thought, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Your Highness, in my opinion, these two people are not good. If we take advantage of their treatment of Hongyuan, it's not difficult to wipe out these two people as long as we and six other people break out at the same time! " Sisma stares at Lian Chengyue, who holds her javelin in her hand, and then looks at Hong Ling, who is treating Hong Yuan. She says in a cold voice.

"Can you identify them?" Moller took a look at sisma, and then said, "if not, why should I take any action because of your assumption. Where do you think the strength of those who can create a teleportation array in this ancient battlefield

Sisma Yipeng, although he feels good about himself, he is absolutely not stupid. Now, with Moller's warning, he wakes up in an instant. He carefully observed the two monks who had been sent to this place out of thin air, and slowly appeared in his mind a name that made him a little frightened: matchless son of heaven, Hongling!

"Do you, your highness, have long guessed their identities, and that is why you have scruples?" Sisma took a deep breath and asked Moller.

"It's obvious, isn't it! The relationship between the royal family of big Chu and other forces was not very good, which led to no one to help them when they were chased by the forces of the celestial world and the lower world. And the young man in white will help Hong Yuan. Besides, he was accompanied by a girl in red and a demon dog. With such obvious features, can't you guess who he is? "

Moller looked at sisma with a smile in his eyes. However, when he looked at the young man in white who got up slowly, a trace of dignified color gradually appeared on his face. In his perception, the young monk was as if he did not exist in the world, and could not capture the Qi in this person with his divine sense.

"To be able to rescue Hong Yuan from the edge of life and death in such a short time. Among the royal family of the great Chu Dynasty, only the matchless son Hongling could do it. It seems that the young man we are facing today will be more terrible than those top monks we met before! Your highness, do you think we have a chance? " Sisma slowly mobilized her true Qi and released it completely.

"I don't know if there is a chance, but if not, you think we can leave safely? If Hongling, the matchless son of the world, is really so kind, then he can not leave a great reputation in this ancient battlefield! " Moller shook his head, apparently feeling that Sissel's question was superfluous. He wakes up all his strength. Warily looking at the handsome white monk in front.

Boom! Several strong breath in this area suddenly burst, in the earth aroused a strong air wave. At the moment, the six top monks of Wang Tingjin tent released their own strength to the extreme and looked at the couple in front of them with vigilance. No one knows what kind of attack he will face next, but all the six monks feel depressed."Ah Yue, help me take care of the emperor Hongyuan for a while. I'll come to you when I've finished my work." Hongling leans Hongyuan against the bigger steamed stuffed bun, takes the javelin that lianchengyue holds, and walks towards the six monks in the golden tent of the grassland King's court.

Lianchengyue nodded, some bored holding baozi's beard, pain it bared teeth. She raised her hand to set up a barrier around husky with her own true spirit, and looked at the battlefield beyond the barrier with great interest. After staying in the rosefinch's nest for a long time, she was almost sick. It is also a pleasant thing for her to enjoy the fight by herself.

"Stop coming. The golden tent of the grassland king of xuanhuang great world. His Highness Prince Moller is here. Please don't mistake yourself!" Sisma, sensing the gradually turbulent breath on Hong Ling, suddenly steps forward and starts to drink in a cold voice.

Hongling did not pay attention to the majestic six prairie friars. He carefully sensed the Qi of the six men on the opposite side, and looked at the javelin in his hand. A chill flashed through his pupils. Throwing the javelin at sisma, his body is also madly gushing violent air, blowing the white robe hunting sound.

The javelin, which broke through the air, burst out a sharp whistling sound and shot towards sisma. This peerless demon of the grassland royal court is now disdainful. He directly mobilizes his divine consciousness and tries to awaken the spirit in the javelin. The matchless son was so careless that he could not seal the javelin. Actually, he still dares to throw it back as a weapon towards his host. I don't know if it's too crazy or too stupid.

Sisma stares at the javelin and releases her divine consciousness to the extreme. He constantly tried to awaken the power of this magic instrument through the Qi machine attached to it by Hongling. Once he succeeds, then in his own divine sense and the power of the magic tool resonance, the matchless son of this blow will be defeated.

However, he was soon shocked to find that the strength of the boy's true Qi was so terrible. His divine consciousness, which he always claimed to be so powerful, could not break through this man's air blockade. What's more, after the javelin was eroded by Hongling's Qi, the spirit of the javelin was suppressed to death, unable to mobilize the power of the magic weapon. The force of Javelin's destiny law is pulled by this man's true Qi, and the power of Javelin erupts terror power towards sisma.

"Damn it, how did this guy do it? How could he suppress the spirit of Tianming emperor's utensils just by virtue of his true Qi!" Sisma didn't have time to think about it and quickly awakened the second magic weapon in her body. The reason why he was able to break out the fighting power of ghost fairyland with the cultivation of heaven and man's holy land was that he also had an imperial weapon of ghost fairyland, and that javelin was just an ordinary artifact of fairyland.

A bloody sword slowly rises from sisma's back, breaking out in the void with a strong sense of sword. At this time, he grasped the handle of the knife, crossed the long knife, bent his knees slightly, and immediately shot out at the javelin with the knife. Hum! A blood rainbow is drawn in the void by the supernatural knife light, which collides with the javelin thrown by Hongling.

Boom! The two lights and shadows collide with each other fiercely in the void, and the surging air waves burst out in an instant. Sisma, holding the long knife, staggered to the ground, pedaled to the ground and fell back several steps. The javelin, which was hit by his long knife, is still hovering in the void.

"How could it be that he went over the javelin spirit and used his own Qi and divine sense to control this piece of Tianming emperor's instrument!" Sisma stares at the javelin which still releases the strong breath in the void, and a trace of awe inspiring color flashes in her eyes. He steadied the trembling knife in his hand, wrapped the cracked mouth of the tiger with a pneumatic machine, and shot out again with the knife.

With her pupils locked, Hong Ling didn't look at sisma, who rose from the sky. She snapped her fingers. Click! The clear sound just falls, the javelin on the moment lit up a blazing flame. The gorgeous samadhi fire wrapped it and directly burned the spirit of this imperial instrument. The young man flicked his sleeve, and the flaming javelin burst into the air again, aiming at the peerless Tianjiao of the grassland royal court.

Poof! Sisma, who was flying forward with a knife, suddenly vomited out a mouthful of dead blood. He didn't expect that before he collided with the javelin controlled by the matchless son again, he was implicated in the spirit of the magic weapon and was directly injured. The incinerated spirit was connected with his mind. When it was destroyed by the fire, sisma, the host of the magic weapon, was also destroyed.

However, sisma did not give up and went on to snatch the javelin with injuries. Seeing that he was about to touch the magic weapon, he suddenly raised his sword and cut it out, which was likely to defeat the divine consciousness and Qi mechanism attached to it by the matchless son. Unfortunately, he underestimated Hong Ling too much. The reason why the matchless son of the world has unparalleled fame is that his power is in the same rank and is unparalleled in the world!

Keng! The deafening sound of metal percussion reverberated in the void, making people's teeth sour. Sisma felt that the air attached to the javelin surface was rapidly disappearing, and his face showed a light color. As long as this magic weapon is no longer manipulated by the matchless son of heaven, his face will be preserved.

However, at the moment when he was ready to grasp the magic weapon, a powerful force suddenly exploded from the inside of the javelin. A sense of dying crisis surged into sisma's heart, making him make the most perfect response in an instant. He wiped the blade of the knife and made a gap in his palm. Immediately, the man with blood as the lead, forced to burn their own true Qi.The power of the law of ghost fairyland was fully released by the monk of the grassland royal court, and condensed into a thick barrier all over his body. And he himself poured the remaining strength into the bloody sword in his hand and slashed it towards the javelin. As long as you can destroy this imperial weapon, then he will be safe. Unfortunately, the result of all this is not to his will.

Boom! The violent explosion condensed into a strong storm in the void, completely enveloping sisma. The barrier he tried to open was fragile in front of the storm, and was immediately destroyed by powerful forces. At the moment when the barrier was broken, he gave a big drink and suddenly cut the long knife in his hand.

Hiss! The fierce Sabre Qi cut the storm into a terrible scar. The sisma sword in one, along this opened up vacuum gap, toward the distant incomparable son of the world quickly swept away. There was only one thought left in his mind, which was to kill Hongling directly in front of him. However, before he could break out of the storm, he was again submerged by the closing storm of terror.

Bang! A bloody Dao mang tried to tear open the air waves, towards Hong Ling fiercely shot away. Sisma's body was in a mess at this time, and her robes were cut to pieces by the explosion of magic weapons. He gritted his teeth and tried to endure the pain brought by the wounds all over his body, and continued to shoot at the matchless son with a knife.

"Hum! Are you so eager to die? " Hong Ling snorted coldly, raised her right hand slightly, and gathered ten sad swords all over her body. Seeing sisma still did not stop, he swung his sleeve.

Hum! His sword whirled out of the whirling machine. They are in the void with wisps of sword, gradually gathered into a raging storm, toward the grassland Tianjiao swept away. For a moment, the whole void was filled with the shrill sound of swords.

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