Master: This traitorous disciple is not a Holy Son

now.

The scene is no longer the underground secret room.

Golden west.

The mountains are full of blood, and the flowers are full of blood.

When the wind blows, the petals are rolled up.

Chu Xiu, Qianxian Zhenjun, thousands of meters apart, looked far away.

Qian Fan Zhenjun looked around and said with a smile.

: "Tai Su Shengzi, do you think the seven grades are sleepy, can you trap your seat?"

: "I have always been puzzled, how did you see this identity? Also please solve the sage."

He turned his head and stared at Chu Xiu.

Chu Xiu was not in a hurry, taking out a three -meter -high flag from the storage ring.

A smile on the handsome face.

: "When you see your old lady Qiong Moon Palace played against."

: "That's it ~"

Qian Nian Zhenjun headed, "In this way, you withdraw the big array, and this seat promises not to move you."

: "As a sacred son, you are not cost -effective to die in my hands."

His tone was fluttering, not looking down on Chu Xiu.

The gap between the Great Sacred Realm and the other shore is too large.

No exaggeration to say.

He could kill Chu Xiu.

"How? This seat is kind enough to you? If you change to another lunatic, you will definitely not speak as well as me."

What he didn't expect was.

Chu Xiu shakes his head, "I have a reason to leave you."

Intersection Intersection Intersection

Qian Nian Zhenjun froze, and then laughed up.

"Hahaha..."

The corners of my eyes were soaring.

As if hearing the most funny jokes in this world.

: "You are one on the other side, why do you want to keep the seat? Why are you?"

: "It's really funny."

: "You are more interesting than your Master, really."

Chu Xiu laughed without saying a word. From the storage ring, he took out a white jade porcelain bottle.

Knake ~

Hold your right hand.

Porcelain bottle is broken.

A light blue smoke overflow.

Thousands of Zhenjun's smile stopped abruptly, and his pupils contracted into a tip of a needle.

Boom ~

Green and red mist erupted from the top of its head.

First of all, then converge.

A three -color lotus size of a basketball is suspended on his head, rotating slowly, leaking a ray of white flue gas, drilling into his seven tricks, unable to resist, unable to rule out, forcibly suppressing him for repair. "Red+green+blue = white"

Qian Face Zhenjun's face is gray.

The external manifestation of Sanhua poison.

His pupils were wide and his strength was forcibly weakened by 40 %.

"This ugly lotus flower is so weird, but it cannot be removed ... the white smoke cannot resist ..."

"So terrible poison."

Just as he was shocked.

Three more porcelain bottles flew over.

Patting, playing, hitting.

One by one was very accurate, and his handsome face, the porcelain bottle burst.

Burning purple, green mist and black liquid.

The original snow and flowing of Qianxian Zhenjun, and the long hair of the dust was immediately dyed into the green and green -killing Matt shape.

Black venom corroded his handsome and white face.

The black mud -like flesh fell automatically and fell to the ground.

Black paint wounds.

Deep visible bones.

He raised his hands, covered his face, screamed ~

"ah...."

Following his fingers, he could see a pair of pupils full of purple blood, and he was evil and evil .... Thousands of Zhenjun Jun poisoned poison ... 60 % of the strength went to 30 %.

: "Chu Xiu, you are the insidious cunning."

: "It turned out to be you, the poisonous road behind the Baguio Fairy."

: "The person who has been secretly poking for this seat is your little beast."

Thousands of Zhenjun is angry.

In the past, he had a thousand face to count someone else.

He was calculated by the ants in the other side of Chuxiu District,

Chu Xiu said nothing.

Another porcelain bottle flew over.

Shooted by Qian Nianzhen's slap.

Roar, "Don't you fucking too much, do you really think of this seat?"

Suddenly.

He lowered his head and turned over the palm of the porcelain bottle. The palm of his hand was like coal, black paint, and the toxicity spread to his arm.

He was poisoned again.

Chu Xiu's little beast, even counting, I will shoot with my hands ...

Low your head.

Thousands of Zhenjun shook his shoulders.

The teeth are bitter ~

A white nine -tailed fox virtual shadow was formed behind it.

Boom ~

The ground of the square was sinking suddenly, and the flowers on the other side were flying.

The body disappeared in place.

Leng Yan's murderous voice echoed in this world.

: "Even if there is only 10 % of the strength left in this seat, kill you like a ant." 33 Novel Network

His speed was hundreds of times faster than the speed, and he arrived in front of Chu Xiu.

Exploring his hands to his head.

Chu Xiu's expression was cold, and a pair of demon red in his narrow eyes.

Stand the original land, don't flash or avoid.

Thousands of Zhenjun's palm passed through his head.

But there was no blood overflowing ... There was no real sense, it was Dao Xingying there.

Bang ~

The shadow exploded, the crystal fragments flies ...

Thousands of Zhenjun's eyes narrowed: "The big array moves ..."

Next moment.

Chu Xiu's figure appeared on a short mountain bag on a mile.

Slowly raised his left hand and hit his fingers.

"Peng ~"

嘭 嘭 嘭 嘭 嘭

A explosion occurred under the foot of Qiandian Zhenjun.

Blood steam shrouded him.

The blood in his body began to boil, run wild, and no longer be controlled, and it came out through the pores.

Thousand Faces True Lord gritted his teeth and rushed out of the blood steam.

The blood poison entered his body, and the blood still could not calm down. He was poisoned again...

"I have never seen a guy as insidious as you~"

Chu Xiu showed a kind smile on his face, and the sun was warm, "Please call me Sunshine Boy."

"Fuck~"

Thousand Faces True Lord was poisoned by seven/eight kinds of poisons at this time.

His strength was only one tenth of what it was.

Even if he was a great sage, he couldn't bear it.

He immediately sat cross-legged.

He used his power to force out the poison.

He didn't plan to chase Chu Xiu for the time being.

Old Demon Chu would naturally not let him force out the poison.

He shook the formation flag in his hand.

Woo~

Strong winds rose from all directions.

The flowers of the other shore were rolled up to the sky.

More and more gathered.

Gradually, the whole sky was covered with flowers of the other shore.

The sea of ​​flowers on the other shore gradually rotated... from slow to fast, and finally formed a red vortex, rolling towards the Thousand Faces True Lord.

:"Fuck~"

"It's a seventh-grade trapping and killing combination array, you are so dirty!"

The Thousand Faces True Lord cursed.

In his current state, if he was caught in it, he would definitely be seriously injured.

So he stood up and ran away.

Chu Xiu chased after him with a three-meter-long array flag, and his smile gradually became sunny.

"Don't run, Thousand Faces True Lord, I'll show you a big treasure."

"I'm looking at you, second uncle, get out of here~"

The Thousand Faces True Lord is worthy of being a veteran strongman in the middle stage of the Great Saint. Although he was severely weakened, his speed is still amazingly fast.

If Chu Xiu was not in the big array, he could move, plus the line word secret.

I'm afraid he wouldn't even have a chance to eat dust.

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