"Shua!"

A figure, faster than her, appeared in front of the body of the seventh Prince of Dayong. He raised his hand and caught the body, and then disappeared in a flash!

"Xumi space artifact!"

Seeing each other's action, Feng Yuan fiercely bit her silver teeth, and looked at the girl standing opposite her with jealousy and coldness.

"Luo Qingtong! It seems that the evil doctor GUI Tong is good for you! "

How can the daughter of the Marquis's residence in a lower class country have such things as Xumi space spirit?

Obviously, it must have been given to her by the evil doctor GUI Tong!

And where does evil doctor ghost pupil come from? It's obviously from the underworld!

It's from mingzun!

After all, a Xumi space artifact that can hold a corpse is not an ordinary Xumi space artifact!

There are a few of them in the four holy dynasties. Except for those given by Ming Zun, where can the evil doctor GUI Tong get from?

This luoqingtong is really lucky!

Thinking about this, for a moment, Feng Yuan's eyes looked at Luo Qingtong like poison.

"Return my uncle's body!"

She said in a cold voice.

Like King Ning, the seventh Lord of Dayong also had the power of the royal family of Dayong.

The power of these blood can be gathered back to create a royal genius!

This is why the extraordinary saint of the great Chu Dynasty deprived the power of blood in his body after he executed King Ning!

This kind of blood power can help the martial arts enter and comprehend the realm better.

After all, among them, we should inherit the experience and skills of those who surpass the holy land!

Having the power of these blood vessels is equivalent to temporarily opening up a path to the cultivation of the strong above the holy land.

Of course, after the holy land, everything depends on the warrior himself. The power of blood can't help!

But even so, these blood forces are powerful enough!

What's more, the seventh Lord of Dayong has been promoted to the holy land, and he is also the legitimate son of Dayong. The blood power contained in his body is not generally strong.

Luo Qingtong knows the advantages of these blood forces, so he is not willing to let go of the body of the seventh Prince of Dayong.

What's more, Dayong's people came in a fierce manner, bullied her grandmother, and even wanted to attack her grandfather. Is it OK if Dayong's seventh Prince died?

Luo Qingtong said, no such good thing!

"I'm sorry, Princess Fengyuan. It's said in the life and death agreement that life and death are decided by heaven. When you get on the stage, everything is left to the other party to deal with!"

"In black and white, you won't deny it, will you?"

Luo Qingtong looks at the Phoenix kite with a face on the other side, and the smile on his lips is unspeakable.

"Since the seventh king of Dayong is dead, his body should be disposed of by us."

"As for what to do with it... I don't think you need to ask Dayong any more!"

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Feng Yuan was so angry that she gritted her teeth.

Before the agreement on life and death is indeed this point, but this is her to better torture Lord Luo, just deliberately write up!

It's only about the disposal of the challenge arena. When did you say that even the corpses were included?

But what she really wanted at that time was to let the seventh emperor's uncle torture Lord Luo, and then let him torture the other party's body.

But didn't expect, this will be Luo Qingtong to pick himself up!

"Luo Qingtong, don't go too far!" The voice of Phoenix kite is cold.

"It's a felony to attack and kill the royal family of the holy dynasty! I, Da Yong, would like to take a gamble and admit defeat. I don't want to worry about it, but you must return the body of Uncle Qihuang! "