The prophet Buddha picked up the broken arm and put it on, but the wound on his body could not be recovered for a while and a half.

A little bitter and astringent: "Your Majesty, I didn't expect that this rat was as shameless as that orthodox Oriental School."

"Two bitches!" Comoco gnashed his teeth.

At the time of their resentment, a man in white suddenly came into the hall, Kong daoqiu.

Kong daoqiu looks at komoke with a frown.

"Comoco? What did you do? Didn't I tell you? In fact, the selection of God making plan has already started. The disciples of Tianji sect have recorded all of you early. I want you to increase your prestige during this period of time, stand out among the heroes and accept some sects as much as possible. But you, who stand out, is this kind of dirty thing? What a man? Fighting for men? Don't throw your shame here Kong daoqiu said with indignation on his face.

Kong daoqiu resented him, and kongmoke resented him even more. He didn't have it at all. He was totally vilified! Slandered by two bitches.

After taking a few deep breaths, komoke did not know how to return to kongdaoqiu.

"Cloud heart over there, I help you press, the next period of time, no more accidents!" Kong daoqiu frowned.

Kongmoke's face twitched, as if he had been a troublemaker!

Kong daoqiu leaves with his sleeve swung, leaving him with a gloomy face.

"Your Majesty, we have been having a bad time recently." The prophet Buddha frowned and sighed.

"It's all Yan Chuan. If it wasn't for Yan Chuan, there wouldn't have been so much." Kongmoke said with a trace of hatred.

"I suddenly have a feeling!" The bitter way of the prophet Buddha.

"Eh?"

"I wait for the present state, may not be over!" The prophet Buddha has a strange way.

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the ningcui palace held by Ma Daokun is a middle sect of beishenzhou, and it is also a chess piece put by kongmoko in beishenzhou.

Ningcui palace is not far away from tianjizong. At this moment, outside ningcui palace, there are a group of unexpected guests!

The first two are Maori Daojun of Dazhao holy land, and Yang Zhijiu.

After the father and son of Maori Daojun, there are more than 200 black robes.

One by one, they emit a breath of evil. Falling on the top of a mountain, the evil spirit of the 200 black robe figure makes the surrounding flowers and trees wither instantly.

"Dad, the news from Tianji sect is that ningcui palace is kongmoke's chess piece?" Yang to jiuleng channel.

"Well!" Maori Dao Jun nods.

"In the past, komoke came to the holy land of Dazhao with twenty empty lands, trying to subdue us and rob us of the holy land of Dazhao. Today, is my father going to avenge the past?" Yang Zhi Jiu is a wonderful road.

"Yes, comuco? Hum Maori Dao Jun a cold hum.

"Target, ningcui palace, razed to the ground, no one to stay, kill, kill, kill!" Maori Daojun gave an order.

"Yes The black robes behind him are all stiff and should be drunk.

"Boom Two hundred black robed people rushed to the sky. For a moment, 200 people were all over the body, and the evil spirit soared to the sky.

Before man arrived, the sky had been dyed black by evil. It was dark for a moment.

A group of disciples of ningcui palace suddenly found something abnormal, and rushed out two of them to a group of people in black.

"Stop, who are you?" One of them cried angrily.

"Boom

The two first disciples of ningcui palace were smashed to pieces by a man in black.

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