"Hum!"
"It's true that I lost 500000 Lei Hujin and deserved to die..."
Some of the little saints around, especially those who lost Lei Hujin, they don't care whether Wang Shuo comes from ten families or not. Five hundred thousand Lei Hujin, although it's only a small amount of money, is still in love after all.
"He has cultivated the power of holy land, and it seems that there is more than one drop?"
Zhao Chongyu, the law enforcer of Tucheng who has been watching coldly, flashed a look of astonishment under his eyes. The six holy bodies and six holy regions have been shocked enough, and he can refine more than one drop of holy region power.
Such strength, such talent! Don't say that the Heilong mountain temple will be regarded as a treasure in the future, even those ten families will regard it as a treasure.
Moreover, what shocked Zhao Chongyu most was that he could feel that this was not the strongest state of Qin Sheng at all.
"The spirit realm should be very high!"
Who is Zhao Chongyu? He is the strongest group in the small holy land. If he has enough resources to practice without any family background, he may be able to touch the threshold of the great holy land.
At the same time, Zhao Lin's face was also a moment of disbelief, she felt very dreamy.
"Six holy bodies, powerful holy regions, also exert some kind of skill?"
"All of a sudden, Wang Shuo lost his ability to resist. At last, he used the power of spirit to peel off the power of imprint."
……
"What?"
"So fast!"
"Cut off my royal disciples!"
Wang Yanghong stood up. At first, he didn't pay much attention to the bloody battle with unequal surface strength. Before the battle, he asked Wang Shuo not only to win, but also to destroy and pull the dead without leaving his body damaged.
But I didn't think it was just a few breaths.
Wang Shuo died, the blood war changed the Lord, and even the power of the mark left by the old ancestor of his royal family was separated by Qin Sheng.
Wang Yang's face is so blue that the Yuan Li visible to the naked eye is burning, which represents his anger today.
"Qin Sheng, do you dare to kill my royal family's disciples?" Wang Yang asked coldly, "do you know that this is a crime of death!
That's the disciples of the ten royal families. Each of them is very precious. Although Wang Shuo is only a marginal figure among the disciples of the royal family, he also consumes a lot of resources of the royal family. Now Qin Sheng is beheading Wang Shuo, and he's not fighting the face of the royal family?
Hearing this, Qin Sheng sneered and said, "life and death in the blood battle arena are destiny, whether you are a king or a four god beast family."
"You want to die!"
The nine days above Wang Yang's head spread a terrible breath of power, rising like smoke.
"Get out of here, detoxify me, and then go back to the royal family with me. This is the only way for you to live!" Wang Yang is so angry that he doesn't even put Qin Sheng in his eyes at this moment. He speaks to Qin Sheng in an imperative tone.
Next, Qin Sheng pasted the imprint power of the old ancestors of the royal family under his feet, and felt that he had a powerful power in an instant.
"The power of your ancestors is really easy to step on. I feel full of power now." Qin Sheng talks and laughs, as if he treats Wang Yang as an idiot. "Get out of here, I didn't fight enough just now!"
"Qin Sheng, if it's not good, will accept it and invite the war."
Zhao Lin shakes her head. She knows that Wang Yang is not as vulnerable as Wang Shuo.
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