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The thick and thick ink covered the brain. Kalou Mu's bloodstained eyes slowly trickled down. His eyes were destroyed by Hongling's blow, but he calmed down at the moment. Even the whole body of gas engine began to converge.

"Hongling, the matchless son of the world, what is your plot to humiliate me like this?" He didn't pay attention to the Taiyi God state master who was breaking away from the sword array and came to protect himself. The seventh Prince's highness, at this moment, suddenly became incomparably calm, with a trace of coldness in his voice: "you don't want to take me as a hostage and threaten my father and Emperor!"

"Your Highness thinks too much Hong Ling shook her head and said with indifference, "if I want to kidnap Yulong Xianchao people, I will only kidnap more valuable people. For example, the emperor of Yulong Xianchao is worth more than you! As for you, your highness, it's just a waste. It's not worth it

"Presumptuous! How dare you be rude to the emperor? You want to die That too Yi God's court worship, at this moment, forced to endure the fear of meaning, open mouth to drink Zha way.

”I just want to die. What can you do? " Hong Ling sneered, and her tone became more and more frivolous. "Even if you are a dog who can't protect your own master, it's just so!"

"You want to die!" At this time, the master of Taiyi divine realm was furious to the extreme. As a palace worshiper, he was said to be so unbearable by the little ghost in front of him. It was really deceiving.

Boom! Once again, the surging Qi gushed out of the human body and was raging towards the surrounding areas. He did not care about other things, and planned to directly shake the young patriarch of the star sword clan. In any case, the prestige of Yulong Xianchao can not be humiliated.

"Just a Taiyi God state, even the small world has not understood, dare to be presumptuous?" Hong Ling raised her eyebrows and bent her fingers towards the front. The emptiness all over his body suddenly had powerful ripples emerging from his fingertips and spreading around him.

Within the scope of the divine consciousness of the matchless son, all the forces fell into a state of silence. Even the Qi machine worshipped by Taiyi God state was silent. He is like a drowning man, even his perception is suppressed, and he can no longer feel any laws and spiritual power.

"I defeated jialoumu with the same level of cultivation. Now, my son gives you the same treatment. I only use the power of Taiyi to fight with you! If you can survive a blow, I'll let you go! "

"What power are you?" At this time, the palace worship of the Taiyi God state is sensing the change of spiritual power in the void of the whole body, and the heart is slightly awe inspiring.

He knew that he was trapped in a strange space, isolated from all forces. This is somewhat similar to the realm, but as the Taiyi realm, the power of the realm can never suppress the cultivation of the master of the realm. Only by transcending the existence of the field can we completely seal a certain void.

"You don't have to talk to me! All in all, as long as you block the next blow, I'll let you go! "

Hongling reaches out to take back the Zixiao sword in the void, and slowly entangles it with the power of the small world. He has been able to condense ten heavenly realms in this world since he condensed the destiny and Dharma. Now, when he uses the power of the small world, he can no longer exhaust his own power. Moreover, it is far more powerful than ever.

Hum! The body of Zixiao sword is covered with a dense dark golden streamer. This contains the power of the ten series of laws, which itself has surpassed the power of the laws of the fairyland. This is the force second only to Tiandao Jieli, which is the power form of the world will.

Standing in the distance, the Taiyi God state master sensed the power of the small world on the Zixiao sword, and his face became dignified. If he is not tolerated by the whole heaven and earth within the scope of the ten heavenly realms, then before this sword, he needs to face the anger of the whole world.

People who do not understand the small world are as weak as ants in front of this force. Even if he is a master of the divine realm, he is just a stronger mole ant. A sense of hopelessness on the verge of death makes it hard to see the extreme in the face of the offering. He knows that he and the seventh prince are playing on the iron plate today.

"Hongling, the matchless son, you'd better consider it clearly! It will not come to a good end if you fight against me! Once your majesty is angry, not to mention you, even the star sword clan will suffer. You have time to stop now! "

Trying to calm down the vibration of the heart, the court friar at this time constantly threatened. He has no escape, in the ten Heaven, he is just a prisoner. If you have no power, you will die! But he didn't want to die, especially in the star sword clan.

Hiss! Zixiao sword suddenly cut forward, Hongling did not even frown. After he cut out the sword, he had stopped it and stood up. Bai Su stood beside him quietly, his clothes were light and clear.

"I don't believe it. I can't stop this boy's sword!" The palace worshippers gnawed their teeth and quickly took out the treasures in the space ring.

One after another, he urged these treasures with his little remaining power, forming a strong defensive barrier around him. At the same time, the man also threw out some powerful magic weapons with the intention of defeating the arc-shaped sword Qi which was like the waning moon in the West.

The first weapon to block the attack is a flying knife with a half step in the divine realm. It's sharp and restrained, but its power is as boundless as a vast ocean. When it crossed the void of the ten heavenly realms, it could bring up a tiny crack.Keng! The fierce sound of gold and iron sounds, and the Throwing Knife, which is hit by the dark golden arc sword, is broken into powder in an instant. At this time, the power contained in it broke out rapidly and turned into a powerful storm to cover the sword spirit. This horrible scene, let the God State worship a corner of the mouth.

"It's done!" He could hardly conceal his excitement and was almost ready to shout.

The fury of Qi Qi seems to tear up the purple sword. Before it had finished its work, several magic weapons flashed into the storm and burst out more powerful forces. With the continuous superposition of these forces, the violent storm even has the tendency to shake the ten heavenly realms.

"This guy is really afraid of death for making so many half step artifact." Bai Su leans on Hong Ling's chest and smiles.

"If he doesn't give up these magic tools, he will really die!" Hong Ling shook his head and then said with a smile, "I just don't know how many magic weapons he has to deal with this sword."

Within the ten directions of heaven, the storm, which had been raging due to the breaking of many magic weapons, finally blocked the powerful sword Qi. See this scene of the court worship, at this time finally can not suppress the heart of the happy idea, burst out laughing.

"Ha ha! Hongling, the matchless son of the world, it seems that your sword is not so good! "

"Oh? Are you so confident that you've broken my sword spirit? " Hong Ling looked at him with a smile in his eyes. His eyes were full of disdain. "I advise you to open your dog's eyes and have a look. Maybe there is a chance of life!"

He just said, suddenly a dark golden light emerged from the haze of the storm. The ensuing fury of the sword, even tearing everything around. Whether the storm is the force of the chaotic laws in it, it is all crushed by life. The sword spirit roared away, which was pounded hard on the body protection barrier of the court friars.

Boom! The sound of silence reverberates in the void. Among them, there is also the sound of the broken magic instrument. A short shrill scream was fleeting in the sky. At once, his broken body quickly threw away and fell heavily in front of the gate of the star sword sect.

"Ah

The court friar, who was completely abandoned and seriously injured, raised his head hard at this time, as if to say something. But soon, his throat was flooded with blood, making it difficult for him to breathe. Blood blocked his words and made him blush.

"Your Highness! I can't protect you any more. You should live well in the future A tired voice of divine consciousness rang out in kalumu's mind. This makes the seven Prince's highness, who had no fear at all, suddenly became helpless.

His blind eyes are slowly recovering after taking pills. But now, he still can not see the situation. All he knew was that the palace worship of the divine realm, the top monk who had been watching him grow up, was now dead.

"Ah..."

Kaloumu roared angrily, as if with reluctance and grief. His body's Qi machine, is constantly climbing, seems to have been stimulated and had a great improvement. In a short period of time, this royal highness of the seventh Prince of the imperial dragon and immortal Dynasty stepped directly into the middle stage of ghost fairyland. His bloody eyes grew up again after promotion.

"Why did you kill him? Why did you kill him?" Jialoumu seems to be a little crazy, with resentment in his eyes. He had a very good relationship with the court friar, and when he saw the other side die, all the negative emotions broke out completely.

"Why? Because I'm happy Hong Ling directly ignored the man's anger and did not take it to heart. Instead, she said coldly, "do you believe it or not? If you dare to talk back again, I will kill you too?"

Silence! A quiet to terrible silence, so that the whole xingxingjianzong has become silent. Kaloumu stares at the matchless son with beauty, as if to imprint his appearance in his mind.

"Matchless son, this is not over! You wait, I will make you regret it Kaloumu turned to take away the body of the court friar, but the next moment, a purple sword flashed by. He wanted to hold the body's right hand, but was cut off shoulder to shoulder.

"I can wait! But you can't take the body away like this Holding Bai Su in her arms, Hong Ling walked slowly to the seventh Prince's highness.

"What do you want?" Kaloumu covered the wound on his right shoulder and let the blood drip from his fingers. He was pale, but still staring at the white clothes son in front of him, "kill me, or imprison me, waiting for the angel of Xianchao to redeem me?"

"I'm not as boring as you think Hongling stepped on the broken arm and stepped on it into a pool of plasma. He raised his head and looked at kaloumu coldly, "if you want to leave by yourself, I will not embarrass you! But if you want to take this man's body, kneel down and beg me! "

"If I don't kneel?" Kaloumu glared at him, his lips were bitten and bleeding.

"You know that my sword has completely destroyed the soul of this man. That's why I want to take it back so that I can leave him a whole body! I think you must have a good relationship with him. " Hong Ling Rao looked at him with interest, and then gently scratched Bai Su's sideburns and sniffed them."He is the teacher who taught me. In any case, I must take his body back!" Kaluma was gnawing his teeth and mourning.

"There's no way. If you don't kneel, I'll destroy his body!" The matchless son let go of Bai Su's sideburns, and gave a gentle smile to Kalou mu, "I will do what I say

"Why are you doing this! There must be a limit to deceiving others. Otherwise, how long do you think you can live Jialoumu took a deep breath and warned in a deep voice.

"Ho! Do you know what anger is? First of all, I took the opportunity of dragon power to break away from my cultivation of the sword of stars and stars, and then I wanted to take my fiancee as a forbidden woman! If I don't kill you, it's kindness. Do you want to reason with me? " Hongling's quick frozen sword finger, a purple light appeared on the fingertip, "in a word, you can roll yourself! Or, kneel down and let you take the body away! "

Bang! Jialoumu knelt on one knee and his face was full of suffocation. He looked at Hong Ling and Bai Su with hatred, as if to brand their faces in the deep of his mind. "There is one foot. If you don't kneel, we won't let you take the body away!" Bai Su was obviously in a good mood, gently reminded.

Bang! The knee of the second foot fell on the stone slab in front of the gate of Xingchen Jianzong mountain, shaking it out of the cracks. Jialoumu buried his face on the ground, and didn't want Hongling and Baisu to see their embarrassment. This is the most oppressive day of his life. By the time he got up, the two young monks were gone.

"Teacher! Wait, I'll take you back to the palace and bury you! " With his left hand, kaloumu wiped the tear marks from the corner of his eyes, and struggled to pick up the monk's body, and staggered towards the distance.

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