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"With such a character, how can he command the three armies?" Hinro only said this, as if he didn't intend to fight back.

The world is too chaotic. You are all strong people. "I still carried the wutong tree away." "God Slaughtering Spear, let's go." Ling Jun did not want to stay a moment longer.

Hu. The God Slaughtering Spear appeared, but it didn't have any intention of leaving. How can the world be so lively without me? Ling Jun rolled his eyes. "We still have things to do." He had a lot of things to do. The others all had their own organizations, but he was alone. There was no way to continue staying in there.

"You're as timid as a mouse. Other than running away, what else do you know?" Tianhuang was extremely disdainful.

One more. Heh, it's not like he had no allies. Ling Jun smiled and said, "Choose your own opponent." Peng! He kicked away the God Slaughtering Spear and threw out the wutong tree. Hehe, if you want to fight, then go ahead. I'll watch for a while.

Self-consciously giving up treasures? Very sensible. As she flew towards the God Slaughtering Spear, the target of her attacks was also the Netherworld. Samsara and Wu Yan directly took the Wutong tree. Purple Frost against Spirit Master. "The result is as expected." "We …"

"Without us." Zi Shuang waved her hand and a barrier sealed the battlefield. "He stabbed with his sword." There must be an end to this today. " She desperately needed an outcome while she still had the heart to kill. Fantasy Nun's words not only made her angry, but also made her heartache.

"It won't break." Without a sword in spirit, there was no sword. The sword Qi it emanated was even more powerful than the Azurefrost Sword Qi.

The five battles were all extremely shocking. Everyone's potential had been fully unleashed. A well-matched battle was always the most brutal.

While Emperor Yongsheng fought, he groaned in his heart. Comprehension came from hard work, so he didn't want to interrupt it. His opponent was also an old freak who stole the body away from his body. Their fight was quite intense. The flames illuminated a part of the world. The enormous wings gradually became corporeal, and the pain reached its peak. The terrifying Di Jun and the Nine Serenities Heavenly Python. He swore that he too would find a Spirit Communication Beast.

The Netherworld and the Fantasy Immortal Lady were both fighting for treasures, so the three of them were in a state of chaos. The God Slaughtering Spear didn't show any signs of being defeated either. The lava of the God Slaughtering Spear, the Hell's Skeleton of the Spirit, the deep blue ice of Lady Mystic Mist and the Tears of Angels were all extremely alluring. Streams of crystal clear ice and hail falling from the sky were particularly eye-catching in the black smoky environment.

On the other hand, Tian Feng was the absolute master as he unleashed his flames to burn Wu Sang and Samsara. Wu Yan felt unlucky. Damn, why was he so weak? It was one thing to be burnt by the Heavenly Phoenix, but Samsara was also taking advantage of it. It was a strange cycle, each move carrying the power of space, as if it was trying to send someone into the cycle of reincarnation.

Zhu Qiuyan's ability to throw away her long sword naturally decreased. The advantage he gained from Xin Luo's invincible three slashes disappeared without a trace. At this moment, he was extremely humiliated and angry. Could it be that he could not even defeat an early stage Supreme Realm cultivator when he had thrown away his spiritual body? It was impossible for a swordsman to use a sword. He had only been practicing magic for less than ten years, and it was not like he had a peerless physique. His attainment in magic was far worse than Zhu Yue's.

The battle between Spirit both was just as brutal. The most tragic thing was Ling Jun, who was already terrifying when he was cultivating the sword, and now he had obtained the Violet Cloud Beast's memories. It had all sorts of cultivation techniques. What did the ancient battles look like? It must have been dazzling. Violet Frost seemed to be swinging his sword, but in reality, he had struck out with an ice shard. It looked like a curse, but it was actually condensed into a sword aura. At this moment, she was stronger than anyone present. He was relying on his absolute advantage in cultivation to suppress the contestants all the way.

Why was every enemy so lucky? This was the difference between people, between life and death. The Divine Slaying Spear was in an invincible position. The spirit was hit hard. Even in the face of such a violent purple frost, he did not have the will to fight. In his heart, Zi Shuang was no longer his sworn enemy.

Perhaps the intersection of fate had allowed him to eliminate his killing intent. After all, the current Zi Shuang was the same as the him of the past, a tool for killing at the behest of others. Maybe it was because they had spent so many years together that the hatred in their hearts had finally died down. After all, they didn't have any personal grudges against each other. If they had to say that they had a personal grudge against each other, it would be because they had seen each other's bodies.

"We have no enmity with each other, so why don't we just die?" Ling Jun really didn't understand why she had to kill him.

"You or me?" No grudges, no grudges, are the grudges between us still small? "Zi Shuang did not want to hear anything from him." The Divine Void Curse. "

Pop, a dark world appeared in his mind. Darkness, terrible darkness. It had a powerful devouring force.

It invaded his mind! While Zi Shuang was casting the spell, Ling Jun took the opportunity to leap upwards. Waving his hands, stomping his feet, and turning his body. The Azure Frost Sword was sent flying, controlling her body.

"Ah!" Zi Shuang's mind was in a mess as she was once again embraced by this man. She didn't know if she was afraid or angry. A familiar feeling flashed through her mind, causing her to almost fall over. "Get out of my way, hooligan." Violet Frost was enraged, and a violet light exploded forth. Unfortunately, the purple light didn't send the spiritual energy flying. The Violet Cloud Beast had already fallen asleep, and she was unsettled. The explosion tightened his arms around her.

Ling Du did not expect that Zi Shuang would suddenly collapse. He used the Small Five Elements Seal at lightning speed to suppress Zi Shuang's true power. "Shameless." Zi Shuang aimed at the arm in front of her chest and took a mouthful.

Ga beng, what she bit was an iron wrist.

How could Zi Shuang, who was unable to use her true power, be able to bite Ling Jun's arm after casting the divine power into her body?

Zi Shuang, who was unable to release her rage, struggled with all her might. Her delicate body twisted and tears fell from her eyes. The helpless weeping was heartbreaking. Truly: One broken cloud with rain, two rivers of autumn water hate is not true.

Life experiences are absurd, leaning on the Jun Huanwei infinite spring.

Seeing this, Ling Jun's heart shook. This was not the first time he had seen Zi Shuang cry, but he had never seen her so anxious. Sorry, I... "Don't act recklessly." He released the Purple Frost and retreated. He could have locked her down from afar, but why did he only want to hold her in his arms at that moment?

You are so frivolous, and you want me to not act rashly? The Purple Frost Fire rose ten feet high, breaking through the seal and erupting into purple flames. Anger.

After that, he hurriedly used the Body Securing Technique and threatened, "If you don't stop now, I'll pass by you again." Damn it, those words were extremely vulgar. Ling Du admired her wit. Before she could finish her sentence, Purple Frost's flame had already turned into the appearance of a Purple Cloud Beast. Strangely, it had become perfectly round in the blink of an eye. Well, she exploded.

Being frivolous was a capital offense. With a single sentence, Ling Du swept away all of Zi Shuang's confusion. A frivolous person should be hacked into pieces.

It was true that disaster would arise from the mouth. Ling Jun once again experienced the savagery of Purple Frost. The purple flame was like a blossoming flower.

One petal was like a blade slicing through the air.

The two petals danced like the autumn wind.

Three petals, brilliant purple turning red.

Four petals, the heavens and the earth within.

Five petals, the same as the flower pot.

Goddess Yun Han cried for thousands of years, and her flower bloomed with all things in the world. Violet Thorned Flower, she was truly the goddess among the clouds.

Ling Jun was no longer able to think. What was terrifying was not the Purple Frost, but the super existence behind the Purple Frost, the idea of the Purple Cloud Sect was not a big deal. He actually nurtured the reincarnation of the Goddess of Clouds into a killer.