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"Dead motherfucker!"

Ming Ruoqing cursed in her heart.

She took back the thrown Fantian Seal and hurriedly chased after it.

Seeing this, other people rushed over.

"let's go!"

Zhao Chan whispered to her fellow disciples below and left with her sword first.

Just in case, give Yi Yangyang the dragon ball to bring to the abyss.

Then even if they lose this battle for the treasure.

Even without the dragon soul, no one wants to lose to other sects at this moment.

"Let's go. If we hurry up, we should be able to go back to the sect in the evening."

A disciple shook his head and smiled at Song Siming and the others.

They are just here to make a splash this time.

Let’s think about what to eat when we go back to the sect in the evening.

"Junior brother, are you still thinking about the female Taoist friend of Qianluo Sect?"

Song Yantong split open a monster that was coming towards him and asked Song Siming, who was looking at the sky, doubtfully.

"Haha, junior brother, why don't senior brother follow you to find the Hehuan Sect later.

There is it in Xiaofangjie! "

When the two Danjie disciples heard Song Yantong's words, they immediately smiled at Song Siming.

Sometimes the pressure of spiritual practice is too great, and it is normal for practitioners to need to relax.

"Stop making fun of me, junior brother, let's go."

Song Siming didn't want to explain to them, so Yu Jian followed Zhao Chan directly.

As a Nascent Soul cultivator, Zhao Chan is naturally much faster than Song Siming and the others.

When she arrived at Yuankou, Luo Yuanzheng and Yi Yangyang were fighting fiercely.

The two of them used their magical powers at the same time, causing the mountains to collapse and the earth to break apart.

"What? Aren't you going to buy me a drink?

So heavy-handed? "

Yi Yangyang's eyes flashed with green light, and he asked loudly, Luo Yuan, who was stabbing his opponent with a spear.

At this moment, Luo Yuan changed from his previous laziness.

Wearing black and red treasure armor, holding a three-pointed two-edged gun, he used a serious expression to perform his killing moves.

Every time a shot is fired, a burst of flames will burst out.

He rushed towards Yi Yangyang like crazy.

However, Yi Yangyang was protected by the strong wind, so the flames could hardly touch her at all.

Instead, it was blown away by Yi Yangyang, falling into the air and turning into a sea of ​​fire.

It seems like it is going to burn up this whole world.

"If you can give me the dragon soul.

Don't talk about drinking, just let me post it for you! "

Luo Yuan raised the spear in his hand and said seriously.

"Huh, let's see if you have this ability!"

Yi Yangyang snorted coldly.

The wings on his shoulders were completely spread out, and he raised his hand and snapped his fingers.

I saw an eye of wind coming out of her hand.

In the blink of an eye it turned into a storm, mixed with surrounding flames.

It turned into a fire-flowing red bird and flew towards Luo Yuan.

Luo Yuan had no fear at all.

He threw a talisman casually, and a white tiger with its feet on the mountains and rivers emerged from it, roaring and biting the Suzaku that rushed towards it.

Yi Yangyang saw that Luo Yuan was temporarily blocked.

Immediately he spread his wings angrily and turned into a ray of light, rushing towards Yuankou.

Suddenly she felt a killing intent coming from the back of her head.

Yi Yangyang felt frightened and angry in his heart, and he suddenly turned around and used the sect's secret technique to block the incoming thing.

Even so, Yi Yangyang felt a surge of energy in his soul and almost fell from the air.

"Mingruoqing!"

Yi Yangyang looked at Caiyun in the distance, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth angrily, and said angrily.

This guy actually used the innate magic weapon of Mingjing Palace, Fantian Seal.

Do you really want to kill her, a holy girl from the Great Yi Sect?

"Sister Yi, are you okay?

I originally wanted to stop you, but I really didn't mean to. "

Ming Ruoqing covered her mouth in horror.

If I saw that look of pity on her, most monks would definitely side with her without any hesitation.

But Yi Yangyang only felt disgusted when he saw her.

"spit!"

He spat directly in Ming Ruoqing's direction.

Regardless of the other party's face slowly becoming gloomy.

Yi Yangyang continued to rush towards Yuankou.

But at this time, Yi Yangyang had been delayed for a long time.

Luo Yuan and Zhao Chan flanked him on the left and right.

One person controls fire and the other person controls thunder.

Yi Yangyang was forced into a state of extreme embarrassment.

But Yi Yangyang is a saint of the Yi religion after all.

Not only does he possess magical powers, but his physical body is also extremely powerful.

There is no hint of any weakness in the two geniuses.

Until Xu Lin from Guhuamen joined in.

Yi Yangyang finally couldn't withstand the pressure and was knocked down from the air by the three of them.

His body fell heavily to the ground, creating a huge deep pit.

"Hand over the dragon soul!"

Luo Yuan and Zhao Chan landed on the ground and asked Yi Yangyang at the same time as he struggled to get up.

Yi Yangyang smiled bitterly and took out the dragon ball that contained a wisp of the remnant soul of a true dragon.

"Buzz!"

Just when Zhao Chan and Luo Yuan were about to fight for it, a sword light fell.

Yi Yangyang watched in surprise as her right hand holding the dragon ball slowly fell to the ground.

A large stream of blood splashed out at the same time, falling on her dark face.

"who is it!"

The first person to react was Luo Yuan.

He saw Yi Yangyang having his right hand chopped off.

Feeling frightened and angry, he turned his head towards the direction where the sword light came from and said angrily.

Although now everyone is in a competitive relationship.

But the five gates have always relied on each other to be strong.

Who dares to really kill him?

As Luo Yuan's eyes fell.

A male disciple of the Dao Alliance who was holding a long black sword with a playful expression appeared in front of him.

He was standing on a magic circle, and next to him, Xu Lin from the Guhua Sect was clearly visible.

And that disciple Luo Yuan had also met him once.

It was in the formation that one of the twins informed them to meet Jing Yangzi.

"Hahaha, your expressions are so funny.

Come, this is what was promised to you Guhua Sect. "

The man stretched out his hand, and the dragon ball that fell on the ground was sucked into his hand in an instant.

He laughed and threw the dragon ball to Xu Lin next to him.

"Xu Lin! What do you mean?

Who is that person next to you? "

Luo Yuan suddenly sensed that the situation was not good and glanced at Yi Yangyang, who endured the severe pain and took the elixir.

He wanted to delay as much time as possible to allow Yi Yangyang to recover from his injuries.

"Luo Yuan, this matter has nothing to do with your Qianluo Sect or the Great Yi Sect.

Their Immortality Sect is only for the Qinglian Sword Sect. "

Xu Lin shook his head at Luo Yuan, who looked angry.

After accepting the dragon ball, he regained his indifferent expression.

"What do you mean?"

Zhao Chan raised her long sword and asked the two people in the distance.

There is a flash of lightning on the edge of the sword.

It exudes a biting smell.

"Hmph, your Qinglian Sword Sect has repeatedly opposed our Immortality Sect for hundreds of years and killed countless of my disciples!

After enduring it for hundreds of years, it’s time for you, the Qinglian Sword Sect, to pay for your blood debt! "

The man snorted coldly and looked at Zhao Chan with eyes as cold as death.

As if in response to his words, several screams suddenly came from the distance.

The voice sounded like the Qinglian disciple who was following.

Zhao Chan heard the scream and almost bit his silver teeth into pieces.

Ignoring the dissuasion of Luo Yuan beside him, he immediately moved violently, walked into the air and swung his sword with all his strength.

An astonishing sword movement hundreds of feet long carried boundless thunder.

Go straight to that person's door!

“This is what I hate most about your Qinglian Sword Sect.

He draws his sword and kills someone at the slightest disagreement, without any etiquette! "

Facing this sword force, the man just shook his head helplessly.

Then he swung his sword and struck out with the same slash.

The sword was fierce and the red light burst.

"boom!"

The swords clashed and scattered thousands of clouds.

Zhao Chan fell back and fell to the ground, inserting his sword and dragging out a thick sword mark.

When he raised his head, his eyes were filled with lightning, and his murderous intent was strong!

"Have to kill him!"

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