Fantasy, The Cultivation Base From The Previous Life Cannot Be Sealed

"Ling'er, are you okay!"

Sun Xiaokong held the Ruyi Scepter Dinghai Needle in one hand, and quietly floated in front of Zhou Linger.

The clothes on his body were crooked and didn't match up and down. It looked like they had been ripped from some two unlucky guys to make up for it.

The smile on his face was even a little embarrassed.

"Ling'er, the dress you gave me was also ruined..."

Zhou Linger's expression froze for a short time, then she covered her mouth in disbelief, her eyes turned red at a speed visible to human eyes.

"Ling'er, what's wrong with you, did someone make you unhappy?"

Sun Xiaokong leaned forward weakly and asked in a low voice.

"Is that Jin Hong!"

Sun Xiaokong glared down, where the smoke and dust cleared, those knees were kneeling, face pressed to the ground, it seemed to be Jin Hong who was praying devoutly.

Just as he was about to fly down, he suddenly felt a burst of warmth and softness in his arms, and then his whole body became numb.

"fool!"

"How could you do such a stupid thing, do you know how much the Daoist family worried about you after they came out of the Earth Fire Mountains?"

Zhou Linger sobbed softly while being coquettish.

But how could Sun Xiaokong hear what the other party said, Hun'er seemed to have flown away.

The whites of the eyes are turned out, the mouth is drooling, and the face looks like an idiot.

As the limbs twitched, the Ruyi Scepter Dinghai Needle in his hand could hardly be held.

"Sun Xiaokong, this princess orders you as the princess of the Great Zhou Dynasty, you are not allowed to do such stupid things again!"

"Did you hear me!"

Although Sun Xiaokong lost his ability to think, he still replied subconsciously:

"Okay~~~ Ling'er~~~I promise you~~~"

It's just that the tongue is no longer in control.

"His Royal Highness!"

"His Royal Highness! Are you okay!"

Seeing that their prince was shot down, the members of the Dajin Dynasty immediately surrounded him.

He hurriedly helped Jin Hong up from the ground.

"His Royal Highness!"

"His Royal Highness..."

"Stop screaming, the prince is not dead yet."

Jin Hong lowered his head and said in a low voice.

"Come two people, help the prince's head up!"

After hesitating for a moment, everyone obeyed the order and supported their master to raise their heads.

"Hey! Take it easy, take it easy!"

"broken!"

The golden body that was originally like fine steel is now like mud.

It's just that the larger and longer horn that suddenly appeared on the forehead stood still with the original one.

With the help of his subordinates, Jin Hong turned his head with difficulty, glaring at the two hugging each other in the chaotic battle circle over there, his pupils were about to burst into flames.

"Kill them!"

"I must kill them!"

Low-pitched roars emerged from Jin Hong's throat sentence by sentence.

"Golden Puppet Guard!"

But after the words fell, the golden figure that was supposed to appear immediately did not appear for a long time.

Jin Hong was furious and shouted violently.

"Where's my golden puppet guard!"

"Uh, His Royal Highness..."

One of them said hesitantly.

"It was just scrapped."

As he spoke, he pointed to the ugly golden puppet guard who was embedded in the mountain wall not far away and was beaten.

"Impossible! My golden puppet guards have an absolute advantage in the Forgotten Battlefield. There is no way that two golden puppet guards can't even deal with the old woman who was suppressed by Cultivation Base!"

But the facts were right in front of him, and Jin Hong had no choice but to believe it.

"What's going on, what's going on!"

Jin Hong's eyes were blood red and Yazi was about to burst, roaring hysterically.

"Your Highness, the old man in white over there has also made a move."

With the help of four or five palms, Jin Hong barely turned his head.

At this time, the old man in white actually smiled at him.

"Xuantian Sect! Another Xuantian Sect..."

"And Jiang Ming, my prince will not let you go!"

At this time, when the sight was shifted to the high altitude, the confrontation there became more and more intense.

most central location.

Molongzi was surrounded by black Spiritual Qi, his pupils became as black as ink, and an aura far superior to others firmly suppressed the other younger sect cultivators.

Even when Jianzong was dressed in white that day, Sword Qi's fierce sword could only be watched from afar, not daring to approach easily.

Jiang Ming looked solemn, clenched his fists, and murmured softly.

"Damn it, there is really a big gap in practicing more than ten years."

Jiang Ming was only a few years older than Sun Xiaokong, Zhou Linger and others, but the Molongzi was already in his thirties.

As for the arrogances from the Tiandaomen, Dimingzong and other forces, their auras were also disordered, and they were obviously seriously injured in the confrontation just now.

"Are you all with this little strength, do you still think highly of you, hahaha..."

The rampant laughter sounded so harsh.

"Everyone, this Demon Dragon's strength is obviously a level higher than the others. We need to unite and kill him first, otherwise the great opportunity of the Immortal Tomb will only fall into his hands."

Jiang Ming stared at Mo Longzi vigilantly, and said softly.

The others also looked at each other and nodded in unison.

They naturally knew what Jiang Ming meant.

Only by getting rid of Molongzi first, other people will have a glimmer of hope, otherwise the Human Cauldron will definitely fall into the hands of Molongzi.

"Are you joining forces?"

Hearing Jiang Ming's words at this time, he was not panicked, but showed a grim smile.

"It has long been expected that you will have this move."

"But I, Mo Longzi, am not someone who dares to strike without preparation."

After that, his eyes turned cold, and he said in a deep voice:

"Do it!"

As soon as the voice fell, the Tianjiao of Xuanmingzong suddenly punched out, knocking down the strong young man of Mingzong from the air.

"Shentu, what are you doing!"

"Nothing."

That Shentu grinned lightly, and then unexpectedly flew to Mo Longzi's side.

"If you can unite, can't we unite?"

"Shentu, don't you want to get the opportunity of Immortal Tomb?"

Jiang Ming questioned aloud.

But Shentu looked at Jiang Ming playfully, with a hint of sarcasm in his eyes.

"Jiang Ming, what do you know, you little brat?"

"Even if I join forces with you, the chance of finally getting the Human Cauldron is less than 10% with my strength. It is better to join forces with Demon Dragon and kill you."

"And he promised that I can choose one of the remaining opportunities. Which one do you think is more suitable?"

At this time, Jiang Ming stopped talking.

He was speechless at Shentu's remarks.

It's just that the current situation is extremely bad.

Originally, the combined strength of all the people was barely able to contend with Mo Longzi, but now one person turned against him, and the other was attacked and lost his fighting power.

Under the ebb and flow, the situation began to tip to Mo Longzi's side.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Mo Longzi looked up to the sky and laughed.

"He who understands the current affairs is a hero, and I, Mo Longzi, will never treat my allies badly."

"As for you, then stay in this lost battlefield."

"Dark mist fills the sky!"

As he spoke, the black mist around him exploded, engulfing all the arrogances in the sky.