"In my current state, I should be able to do it again."

Jun Ruolan felt the condition of her body. She knew that she could not waste precious time.

As long as one more time, she will not be able to suppress the blood force in the body, so at the moment, she has no mind to worry about other.

Because in Jun Ruolan's heart, there is only one thought at this moment, that is, to kill the remaining Chengdao, to resolve this crisis, so that her beloved Luoxiu can live.

However, Jun Ruolan overestimated her physical condition.

When she was about to make a move again, the blood force in her body suddenly broke out, making her face white and bleeding from the corners of her mouth.

Her body swayed like a candle flickering in the wind, ready to die.

"What a terrible power."

The figure of the thin old man appeared in the distance, with deep fear and happiness in his eyes.

Just now, when the man in black was killed by him, he was almost scared out of his wits.

But at the moment he saw that the woman was not in the right condition.

"It seems that you can't control the power in your body. Now you have been bitten back by the power in your body. Without my hand, you will die."

The thin old man's voice was cold, "do you think it's so easy to master the power beyond Chengdao level? What's more, you are just a mere preaching realm, and you want to master the power beyond your own limit? "

"But in order to avoid a long night's dream, I'd better take you on the road in person."

While talking, the thin old man's eyes showed a sharp and incomparable killing intention. Although his mouth was very relaxed, he thought the woman as a terrible threat in his heart.

After all, the black robed man and he are the same realm of the road, even a move was not blocked was killed, how can he not fear?

"Hum!"

At the moment when the thin old man hands his hand, Luo Xiu's figure appears beside Jun Ruolan.

He couldn't keep up with junruolan just now.

At the moment junruolan's body is in a state. How can Luoxiu watch her being killed here in order to protect herself?

"I don't know what the mantis is is."

There is no indifference in the eyes of the slender old man.

With a wave of his sleeve, a strong force of air burst out and blew roshu out.

For Roche, the thin old man did not kill him.

Because in Luoxiu's body, there are also the inheritance of the most ancient relics, as well as the many secrets of him, which are also of great attraction to the state of becoming a Taoist like the thin old man.

"Even though I have tried my best to improve my accomplishments and strength over the years, my strength is still too weak after all."

Luo Xiu's eyes were red, because he saw the thin old man approaching Jun Ruolan step by step, perhaps out of deep fear. The thin old man was very cautious and worried that the woman would suddenly fight back.

"I hate such a weak self."

Luo Xiu exclaimed in his heart. In fact, he was not weak. At least, compared with his age of cultivation, he was not as proud as he was in the world of Taoism.

But compared with those who have practiced Taoism for countless years, he is still as weak as a mole ant, and it is difficult to compete with him by all means.

"Boom

In the sea of knowledge, Zhenling stele vibrates.

"I give you strength!"

A bleak voice came from the Zhenling stele.

And then there is a black force.

When this power appeared, roshu concluded that it was the power of the ancient devil, because it was not the first time he had been exposed to it.

But it is different from the ancient magic power of Xuanyuan ancestor.

The ancient magic power in Zhenling stele is more pure and powerful!

As soon as this power came into being, Rothschild gathered all his willpower.

The last time he got this power, he lost consciousness and his body was almost out of his control.

This time, he wants to control his body with his powerful willpower, and to control the ancient magic power from Zhenling stele.

But Rothschild still overestimated himself.

When the power of the ancient devil surged all over his body, a will power that was countless times more terrible than his own will followed, and the most powerful one directly dissipated the willpower of Luoxiu.

In the dark, Luoxiu's mind seems to be able to feel the body.

But his body is out of his control.

"Hum!"

His eyebrow heart glows, from the most brilliant God awn to the cold and cold black light.

Zhenling stele flies out of the sea of knowledge in the center of his eyebrow. It seems that it has become a brand mark. It is inlaid in the center of his eyebrow, which is like a third eye.

Then, Luoxiu's eyes changed, and the nine lines were opened.Dark eyes, nine purple lines, but in the center of the eyes, there are two blood red cross!

At the same time, Luoxiu's long purple hair was also growing longer, turning into a bloody long hair, flying in the dark starry sky. It was like a long river of blood.

"Die!"

In a flash, the thin old man gave his hand. Although he sensed the change of Luoxiu's breath, he still made junruolantang the first target.

After all, Luoxiu is just a small generation to him. Even if he is against the weather, he can't make any waves.

However, when he was about to make a move, a figure was like a ghost, blocking in front of him, and blocking between the thin old man and Jun Ruolan.

"What!"

Although the old man's eyes are still enlarged, the old man's eyes are still enlarged.

But the problem is, at the moment, Luoxiu's breath makes him have a kind of fear from the heart.

The blood color long hair is like a waterfall, each strand of hair is like a bloody snake jumping, a terrible oppressive breath, domineering, incomparable, terror like a demon!

As if he had come from ancient times, he did not belong to this era, and the king came to the world.

"This body, indeed, has tremendous potential."

Luoxiu's eyes fell on the thin old man's body. His blood colored cross pupil didn't have a trace of emotion.

"Who are you?"

The skinny old man noticed something wrong, because the voice of Luoxiu was not his original voice at all.

"It's just a mole ant. I'm not qualified to ask this question."

There was a trace of disdain at the corners of his mouth.

"Make a mystery!"

The thin old man was very angry, and a magic sword appeared in his hand. In an instant, the light of the sword was cut to the front.

This sword is the original weapon of the thin old man. Although it has not been converted into Dao weapon due to the limitation of materials, it is definitely a weapon beyond the level of evidence. It can be called quasi Chengdao weapon.

However, in the face of such a blow, Luoxiu didn't pay attention to it at all. He just raised a finger and crossed the air.

"Bang!"

A finger collides with a weapon of quasi Dao level, splashing out a spark.

To his amazement, his sword was broken, and half of it flew out, while Luoxiu's finger was still intact!

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