Fantasy: Accepting apprentices on behalf of a master, all my junior sisters are empresses

As a peerless master of the Supreme Realm, Wei Linglan was repeatedly teased by a small Eight Gate Realm monk in the Yin Three Thousand Realm, and he was no longer satisfied with killing him to vent his anger.

At this time, Yin Sanqian did not escape, Wei Linglan naturally wanted to capture him alive and take Huanzong to concoct it well!

First, he wanted to maintain his face as an elder of the Supreme Realm, and second, he wanted to wash away the shame suffered by Hehuanzong when he was bombarded before!

There must be deeper considerations, now that the Hehuan Sect is at war with the Netherworld Sect, the Yin Three Thousand has faintly become a banner in the minds of the younger generation of disciples of the Netherworld Sect in the past few days, if the Yin Three Thousand can be captured alive, the strategic significance achieved at the spiritual level is immeasurable! These considerations

, Wei Linglan had already thought clearly before pursuing to the edge of the Boundary Mountain, and he did not use a killing move when he made a move in the face of the Yin Three Thousand.

On the contrary, Wei Linglan was worried that Yin Sanqian would fight for his life and use some forbidden techniques such as self-exposure.

In the face of the sudden sacrifice of the Xuan Tortoise Shield, Wei Linglan's plain white little hand did not dare to slap it directly, but the middle finger was slightly bent and struck on the shield surface!

With a soft bang, the shield made of the indestructible Xuan Tortoise Shell suddenly deepened and lengthened, and the original "Shizun Niu Taizhuang's position" on the front immediately became the "Shizun Niu Muzhuang's position" ......

Shen Lang, who was wearing Uncle Yin's face, was like being struck by lightning, and spurted out a mouthful of blood!

"Giggles, aren't you still caught by your vaginal friends at this time?" Wei

Linglan, who was full of resentment and anger in her heart, laughed out loud, and the depression that had been in the past for many days finally diverged slightly at the moment she saw Yin Sanqian's blood spurting, "If Daoyou is ...... "

The Xuangui shield was withdrawn, and under the cover of Yin Sanqian's wide black robe, a delicate little face was revealed

! Heavenly Spirit Ghost, Shen Xiaoqian

! The girl pursed her mouth angrily, her cheeks were raised, and she held a musket in her small hand!

The ten-headed ghost refined the musket as if it had magical power, and as soon as it appeared, the muzzle of the black hole seemed to be able to suck the light into it!

The ghost transformed into a three-headed eight-gate realm monk

will be compressed and compressed, and the only bullet refined will be instantly activated as Xiao Qian pulls the trigger! The great terror that can only be found in the face of the deepest destruction suddenly envelops

Wei Linglan! For a moment, it seems that time stands still and space is imprisoned!

The entire area is as if it was sealed in a mirror, and as the bullet hit Wei Linglan, the mirror was shattered, and time continued to pass ......

Supreme Realm, Elder of the Hehuan Sect, Wei Linglan's vitality is cut off!

A wind blows, and Wei Linglan, who has just suppressed the audience, is like a statue that has been eroded by countless years, turning into tiny particles and drifting away with the wind...... Shen

Lang, who had a hooked nose and triangular eyes, gasped, and at that moment, he seemed to feel the purest destruction, and a sense of realization suddenly appeared in his heart, and on the metal plates of the recipe for creation, there was a word that had been learned.

Shen Xiaoqian stared at her big watery eyes in a daze, and the musket in her hand that was fused and refined with a ten-headed ghost was also like Wei Linglan, turning into fine particles to dissipate the ...... in the wind

This special meow turned out to be a disposable weapon

! Quickly stuffing his daughter back into the Soul Raising Tower, Shen Lang, who was wearing Uncle Yin's face, couldn't care less about wiping the blood from the corners of his mouth, and burst out with a rampant strange laugh

! The remnants of the Hehuan Sect monks turned their heads to flee, but a ball of sky-high flames suddenly erupted behind them!

"Three thousand Dao friends, don't panic, I'll help you!"

The Fire Battle Armor erupted into a brilliant red halo, the armor composed of rocks wrapped the whole body, and the slowly flowing magma was like red blood, the Hell Rock Soul

! The Fire Battle Armor had the effect of increasing the speed that the Fire Sect monks dreamed of, and the short-distance acceleration was incomprehensible!

Those Hehuan Sect monks who were frightened by Wei Linglan's death had no idea of resistance in their minds at this time, they just wanted to escape, and quickly escape from this terrifying area!

Between the swings of his fists, the ice clouds of the mountains were like the god of war, punching a child, and the figure wrapped in flames flickered everywhere, showing Shen Lang what it means to surround a group of people by one person! Shen Lang

, who was seriously injured and could only bluff, saw that his teeth hurt.

The

unlucky ones who were hammered to death by the ice clouds of the platform all had their heads shattered, flames entered their bodies, and finally burned into a pile of ashes, leaving nothing behind the soul and body, and the environmental protection

was a mess! The monks of the Netherworld Sect, who was known for being diligent and thrifty, saw it, which

one could stand it? That living soul could be refined into the Ten Thousand Ghost Banner, and that corpse could be used as blood food for the powerful ghosts, wasteful, too wasteful!

As the last unlucky egg of the Hehuan Sect was hammered to death by the ice clouds of the Tai Tai, this girl received her magical powers.

The flames faded, revealing scars.

"Three thousand Taoist friends...... Fortunately, ...... was not dishonored"

Looking at the Yutai Bingyun who fainted to the ground softly, Shen Lang fell into deep thought...... In this situation, who saved whom?

Commanding the ghosts to collect all the storage bags and magic weapons scattered on the ground, Shen Lang left the battlefield with a wry smile and a fainting Yutai Ice Cloud.

In a hidden cave on the edge of the boundary mountain, Shen Lang slowly opened his eyes.

I took a lot of various injuries and medicines, and the injuries knocked out by Wei Linglan's fingers recovered sixty percent.

Yutai Bingyun was still in a coma, although she had many injuries on her body, they were not too serious, and she was completely out of strength after continuous overload battles.

Looking at this close friend of Aunt Yun, Shen Lang didn't know what to do for a while.

Judging from the performance just now, Daoyou is obviously very concerned about Uncle Yin, but it was me Shen Lang who was in the Tianyan Secret Realm at the beginning......

Shen Lang rarely fell into a difficult situation, and he didn't even dare to wake up the ice clouds.

took out the Xuangui shield and gently rubbed the cracks on the shield surface, Master, Master, come and tell me, what should I do?"

"Three thousand Dao friends, run away ......

" The unconscious Shentai Bingyun suddenly dreamed, which made Shen Lang feel even more guilty, "Sister Yun, I'm sorry for you, but I just can't help but covet Shen Lang's body...... "Shen

Lang: Σ( ° △ °|||) _Hmm?!