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The shrill scream constantly rings in front of the autumn snow building, accompanied by the dreary sound of the corpse falling from the sky. Many people watched the celestial friar falling from the clouds, and their hearts were shaken, and they felt a sense of excitement. In fact, the existence of these gods, will also die?

Chuckle! Several white snakes soared into the air and pierced back and forth the only one who was strong in Taiyi. But in an instant, the man has been chiseled through countless bloody wounds. Each of these white Tiangu snakes was bathed in plasma and fell with the corpse. Soon, they brought back all the fallen friars' space rings, which were put away by Baisu.

Jia Lou Yan looks at Bai Su with awe inspiring face, and looks incomparably dignified. He knew that Hong Ling's power was very important, but he never thought that this woman would have such terrible strength. If he and Yuan Tianfu were replaced, he would not be sure to defeat Bai su.

Although the Immortal Emperor of Yulong Xianchao inherited the Tiandao mantra seal handed down from ancient times, he could not exert his power to the utmost. Although he has such heavenly tools as the Dragon chopping sword in his hand, it would be in vain if he could not make the most of the heaven's curse seal on his body.

"Has your majesty seen enough?" At this time, Hong Ling is hanging in the air and facing jialouyan in the distance. There is thunder light on his dark gold robe. The powerful natural calamity force pushes the breath of the whole body and makes it climb to an unattainable peak.

"Incomparable son Hongling, I didn't expect that your confidant would be such a terrible person!" Jialouyan tightened his dragon sword and tried to capture the flow track of Qi in Hongling's body with divine consciousness, so as to find out the flaw of this man.

"Your Majesty, there are so many things you didn't expect! To be honest, I'm more terrible than she is! " The purple sky sword in Hongling's hand is covered with a layer of dark gold thunder.

"Melt the spirit, inherit the way, and turn the mirror into a robe! It can integrate the mandate of heaven into itself to undertake the power of the way of heaven. You, indeed, are more terrible than white Jialouyan took a deep breath of cool air, with a trace of excitement in his tone, "you have such a powerful dragon Qi. It seems that your blood is mainly based on the dragon!"

"The blood of the five claw golden dragon! Why, your majesty, would you like me to try the edge of the dragon sword in your hand? " Hongling bent his fingers and flicked lightly on the body of Zixiao sword. With a Ding sound, the concussion sound waves rapidly rippled into a vast sword meaning. When his pupils were locked, he instantly turned all his sword ideas into Zixiao.

"Since it was made, we must slaughter the dragon like spirit animals every year to maintain its sharpness. Today, I am glad to see that the little patriarch has the blood of the highest dragon. I want to take the head of your neck as a sacrifice for this sword sealing. What does your highness think? "

Jialouyan did not hide his purpose. He also had ambition and wanted to unite his own way of heaven by cutting the dragon. And the matchless son of heaven, who has the seal of heaven's curse, is the best target of slaughter. He is not a waste like yuan Tianfu. He has inherited the Tiandao mantra on his body. It's impossible to kill Hong Ling here.

"The gods and immortals want to kill me like a crucian carp across the river, but up to now, I still live well. Does your majesty feel that you are better than the best of them? " Hong Ling smile, the body has already burst out towards the front, "I'm afraid you can't kill me, so you've lost your life, and there's the Royal Dragon fairy King behind you!"

Boom! The vast Qi machine, carrying the Zixiao sword all over the sky, turns into a storm and rushes down towards jialouyan. With the blessing of Longwei, the strong and horizontal sword will distort the void. Such a terrifying power makes the ground of the whole city of Tianshang be torn apart by life.

"I don't know how many thousands of years have passed on my Royal Dragon immortal Dynasty. How can I perish because of you, a little ascender! Matchless son of a generation, you can't help but think highly of yourself. Today, I will kill you here with the edge of the dragon sword. It can also be used to warn those monks who have risen up that they should not look higher than the top, thinking that they can shake the inherent pattern of the fairyland! "

Jia Louyan roared, quickly pulled a sword flower, and threw out a strong and bloody sword. He cut it out with one sword, and the man had burst out with the sword spirit. The huge shadow of kalorah gushed out of his body. And his eyebrow heart, is a small mantra seal, in the release of the powerful power of heaven.

Roar! The sword meaning in the storm turns the sword into a dragon. Roaring and rushing towards the mighty Carolus. These powerful Dharma forms are transformed by their own strength. Each of them is enough to wipe out the ordinary God state masters. But the real killing move is the long sword in their hands.

The thunder light and the blood awn crisscrossed, the instant has the intense roar to ring. Violent shock wave, constantly tearing open the space barrier between heaven and earth, revealing its bright stars. And the huge kalouluo and the Dragon shadow are still fighting and tearing.

Keng! The sound of metal cross attack sounded, but the Zixiao sword and the sword blade of the Dragon chopping sword hit each other, bringing up the bright fireworks.

Hongling and jialouyan's body shape is slightly shaken back by each other, and then again impact in one place. They are like two meteorites in the sky, constantly colliding. The aftershock of their battle directly destroyed the Dharma form of fighting and tearing each other on the sky.As fast as lightning, the two figures make many people in the city of Tianshang show a deep color. It was Shang Xue and Hong Qing, who felt shocked at this time. Their own incantation seal of heaven is actually from the Tianxun hall. Compared with Hongling, there is no advantage at all.

"Did he never use all his strength when he played with us?" Hong Qing smiles bitterly. It seems that he can't really see Hong Ling any more.

As the father of this matchless son, he thought that after he arrived in the fairyland, his vision was much broader than that of Hongling. Therefore, he formed a sense of superiority from the depth of his soul, hoping that his son could complete his life according to his own arrangement. But it was not until he saw the figure that had made a great fight with jialouyan that Hong Qing knew how far wrong he was.

"We really don't know much about him these years. It seems that it is not Hong Ling who is naive, but you and I who are parents! " Shang Xue sighed and said: "just that white Su, I don't know how to defeat her. If Ling Chu said that he had a confidante who was not weaker than this woman, it would be too terrible! "

"No matter! It's better to hand over the sad sword. I think he will need this life magic weapon! " Hung Qing pondered, took out the sad sword and walked slowly forward.

Brush! Within the city of Tianshang, there is a tiny ripple. Several figures in cloaks appear in front of Hong Qing and Shang Xue. Their breath was obscure, but when they saw these people, their bodies were trembling.

"How can you be here?"

"Lord Hongqing, Lord shangxue, it's time for you to go!" The head monk's tone is a little hoarse, but it has an unquestionable power. He looked at the dark gold sword in Hong Qing's hand and asked in doubt, "by the way, this sad sword, do you want to return it to the matchless son of the world Hongling?"

"Yes Hong Qing nodded and did not want to say more.

"Not for the time being. It seems that this sword is predestined with us. Why don't you take it with you and give it back to him in the future? " A figure stepped out, listening to the special vigor of some young people. His eyes in the shadow of his cloak glared at the God of sorrow, and his face was full of greed.

"How lively it is! Even someone wants to rob my son-in-law's magic weapon. Are you rats in the sewer really afraid of death? " A pleasant female voice suddenly rings in the public's ears, which makes the Hongqing couple's faces change. All of them turned their heads and looked at the group of people walking slowly. Their eyes were full of dignified color.

The middle-aged nun, who is surrounded by the rules of fire, smiles and walks slowly to Hong Qing. She bowed slightly and said in a respectful voice, "Lord Hongqing, according to the agreement, you must return the God of sorrow to my son-in-law!"

She saw that Hong Qing was still hesitating, and a trace of evil spirit flashed through her eyes. Gently turn the gold ring on the ring finger of her left hand, and the woman looks at the once great Chu champion Hou with a smile. And in the moment of the ring rotation, a strong and terrible pressure suddenly shrouded the place.

Boom! In addition to Hong Qing and Shang Xue, all the monks in their cloaks were suppressed by this powerful force, and Shengsheng knelt on the ground. There was even scarlet blood oozing out of their knees. And what oppresses them is just a little ring.

"Only six users of Tiandao mantra seal can't even condense their own way of heaven. Do you still want to touch the things of the son-in-law?" The nun was smiling with disdain in her voice. "Don't say it's you. It's the old man behind your class who is still there. I have to be respectful in front of me. I don't use the diamond chisel that your highness gave me temporarily. It's easy to kill him

"Who are you, anyway?" The friar in black, the head of the monk, was bleeding at this time, and asked with some difficulty.

"Me?" The nun shook her head, as if not interested in answering the question, "you are not qualified to know, and you will not be destined to know. Of course, if you have to know, I'd like to tell you! However, the price is that the hall of punishment will disappear. Do you want to hear it now? "

Seeing that the monk did not answer, the middle-aged nun nodded with satisfaction. She bent her finger on the man's left arm and smashed it with a bang. She smiles with a chill in her voice. "As the price of your previous question, this is the reward you have to give for it!"

"OK, don't talk nonsense. Take the God of sorrow to your son-in-law. We have to go back to yaochi, or your highness will have a mischief with the king of Ming Dynasty again A figure in a black gauze dress walked out slowly and said to the middle-aged nun.

"Ah Jiu, you always don't understand the amorous feelings!" The nun said with a regretful smile that she seemed dissatisfied.

"What's so funny about a bird? Ah Qing, you're really funny!"

"OK, OK. Next time, I'll throw the things from your highness at the gate of Xuannv palace. You can come out and take them by yourself."

A Qing directly reaches out his hand and grabs the sad God sword. He catches the sword and slowly disappears with the woman in Xuanyi. When they appeared again, they had already stood beside Bai Su and star color, smiling at them kindly."Are you from lianchengyue?" Bai Su looked at them with some doubts, and then said, "Hong Ling once told me that you are all the top experts in the divine world. You should be from heaven!"

"Miss Baisu is right. My name is Qingniao and she is Xuanjiu. This time, we come to see the emperor's son-in-law and remind the Shang family to return the sad sword. " Qingniao takes out the sad sword and gives it to Bai su.

"Please tell Hongling's son-in-law that she will be promoted to Taiyi Shenjing as soon as possible and go to Tianting to marry his highness as soon as possible! Hee hee With a smile, Xuanjiu pointed to the sad sword and said, "we have taken this sword back from the Shang family. As for how to deal with it, it depends on the emperor's own. I will not disturb Miss Bai if I have something important to do in yaochi. Goodbye

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