The simulated reincarnation is over, and the heroine of the previous life came to the door

Behind the man, there were four men and women in the same attire standing, looking at the monks watching with disdain.

Everyone was originally attracted by the light of the strange treasure here.

Unexpectedly, the person who was captured by the Holy Spirit Heavenly Palace would be the first to arrive!
As a holy place in the southern region, the Holy Spirit Temple is not something that ordinary forces can provoke!
When everyone planned to retreat.

These five people directly rushed into the camp of the Holy Spirit Heavenly Palace, and beheaded the other three monks on the spot!

After chasing and fleeing all the way, the man brought people here and beat the remaining three people to serious injuries!

"It's better to meet the rumors, this Mo Linghang of Xichuan Wentianzong, really... has no one in his eyes..."

Tsk tsk, who told him that he is the younger brother of the young master of Wentianzong, but his talent is also quite amazing. At only 22 years old, he has reached the realm of forging pillars in the third realm of transcendence!And the combat power is terrifying! '

'It can only be said that Holy Spirit Tiangong was unlucky to meet him... The most important thing is that two of the four people behind him are from the fifth realm of transcendence!The other party is already 30 years old, and it is very likely that this experience protects him! '

'It's only because of my own lack of strength...I never thought that the saintess of the Holy Spirit Heavenly Palace is only in the Pan Body Realm. This is simply a ridiculous joke! '

While the surrounding monks were discussing, they had given up hope for the three disciples of the Holy Spirit Tiangong on the ground.

Glancing at the people around him, Mo Linghang looked at the three people on the ground and said calmly:
"Hand over the battle patterns you got, and the three of you can leave on your own."

"Ahem...Senior Sister Yu, quickly give it to him..." Zhao Yirong, who was lying on the ground, struggled to turn sideways, and looked at his fellow disciple with a cold face.

Among the three, she was the highest-cultivated, 27-year-old who had escaped from the fifth realm!

But with such strength, in Mo Linghang's hands, he couldn't survive five moves, and was severely injured directly!
If she hadn't seen that the situation was not going well, she had taken Zhao Yirong and another junior sister from the same school to escape, she would have been beheaded on the spot by the other party!

But hearing her saintess begging for mercy in such a low voice, Senior Sister Yu felt anxious and angry!
It is angry that the saint is so afraid of death.

What's urgent is that the three of them are now in a desperate situation, and there is nothing they can do!
And the other party beheaded his fellow sect, how could he be so humble? !
'Saint!Once handed over to him, the prestige of the Holy Spirit Temple will be gone!Then we might as well be dead! '

Zhao Yirong's face turned pale when he heard these words!
She just became a saint, so she thought she could cultivate well.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the forbidden area was opened, the sect leader asked other senior sisters to take her into it to practice.

The treasure was found, and she also gained a lot of experience.

But there are no top experts in the team, and compared with those holy sons and saints, they are naturally inferior.

Along the way, Holy Spirit Tiangong lost many disciples.

Especially now, only the three of them are left alive!

"If I had known... I wouldn't be a saint..."

Who is not afraid of death?

Not to mention Zhao Yirong, a freshman disciple, how can he have the consciousness of people like Senior Sister Yu?
Seeing that the three were silent, Mo Linghang glanced at the surrounding monks indifferently, and walked forward slowly.

"Brother, don't you want to help?" On the eaves of the palace not far away, a woman in purple asked the man standing indifferently in front of her.

The man is full of purple hair, wearing a purple brocade robe, his whole body is indifferent and freehand, his face is as bright and clear as a bright moon, extremely handsome.

Holding a folding fan in his hand, he shook it lightly, and said with a faint smile:
"If you can save it once, is it possible to save it every time?"

The words are concise and clear, but they also point to the root of the problem!

The saintesses of the Holy Spirit Tiangong generation are really too weak.

If you have to protect the Holy Spirit Tiangong all the time in order to make friends with the Holy Spirit Tiangong, it is really not worth the loss.

As soon as this remark came out, the few people behind him didn't say another word.

And the woman behind him couldn't bear to look at the scene.

not far away.

A woman wearing a white veil with a pipa in her arms had a strange look in her eyes, and said softly:
"Let's go, the battle pattern is actually not precious."

The sound is like the tinkling of a clear spring, extremely penetrating!

Xuanyin Saintess, Liang Zhiyin!

This sentence did not give Mo Linghang any face, it directly pointed out the other party's arrogant and domineering face!

This can also be regarded as indirectly helping the people of the Holy Spirit Tiangong.

You must know that no matter who dies here, it can only be blamed for lack of strength.

As for whether he will be hunted down by the forces behind the opponent after he goes out.

It depends on your means and the strength of your power.

Under normal circumstances, unless it is a treasure, or a critical moment of life and death, the disciples of the big forces will not deliberately look for things.

of course.

There are always some people who don't take it seriously.

Hearing these words, Mo Linghang narrowed his eyes!
But he knew in his heart that he was not the opponent's opponent, no matter how arrogant and arrogant he was, he couldn't fight back without thinking!
'snort!When my brother is out of customs, let him take a good look at your sharp teeth! '

Seeing that no one made a move for the Holy Spirit Tiangong, Mo Linghang no longer hesitated, tiptoed the ground, and dodged towards the three people on the ground!

Do you really think that he delayed for so long to show off his prestige?

It was nothing more than to see if the man in purple and the holy lady Xuanyin present would make a move!

Now that you make a move, don't hold back!
Mo Linghang, who came close, raised his palm brazenly!
Boom~~!

With the power of wind and thunder in his palm, he directly blasted the pale and cold-faced Senior Sister Yu's forehead!
Seeing this scene, Zhao Yirong's pupils shrank in fright!
She stood upside down and screamed with chills all over her body:

"Senior Sister Yu!!!"

At this moment, she suddenly felt!

The colorful pendant that suddenly appeared on her neck today radiated a fiery temperature in the gully on her chest!
But at this moment, how could she care about these things? !

Because there was a void in front of her eyes, a deafening music sounded suddenly!
A Digimon evolution BGM from the ancient star, [brave heart], made the monks present stunned for a while!

next moment!
hum~~~
There was a tremor in the void, shining in all directions! !
As for the man in purple standing on the eaves of the palace, the folding fan in his hand paused slightly, and his eyes froze!
As for the Xuanyin Saintess Liang Zhiyin who had left, she also turned around and looked back!

at the same time!

boom! !

A dull sound sounded in the field!

When everyone regained their senses, they saw a short-haired man wearing a strange costume with a strange expression standing in front of the gloomy Mo Linghang!

As soon as the two of them fought, the man who appeared suddenly knocked Mo Linghang away with one punch!
"Hiss! Void teleportation?!"

"That's not right... this person's speed is so fast?!" Some monks with eyesight were shocked in their hearts!
"This... who is he? Who is this costume?!"

"Tsk tsk, that's amazing... Not everyone can catch Mo Linghang's palm... He didn't move at all!"

"This music is really a bit aggressive!" In the crowd, a skinny young monk looked at the man who appeared in the field with a wretched expression!
I have to say, this music is played at the right time!