Supreme Celestial Devil

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The male inner disciple, the proud look of a holy earth disciple, seemed to him to be inferior to other monks.

Since Ning Xiaochuan was not a sacred heir, he naturally treated Ning Xiaochuan very rudely.

"It's okay! I'll wait a second, I believe the Lady of Light will soon return to the Holy Land of Light. At that time, she will naturally explain to the two." Ning Xiaochuan looked very easy-going, not angry.

Ning Xiaochuan's speed was above the Light Lady and others, reaching the Light Holy Land one step ahead of them.

Even Ji Qiankun's supernatural powers in space have many restrictions, which are not as fast as Ning Xiaochuan's supernatural powers. At this moment, the three of them are still on their way back to the Holy Land of Light.

The two inner disciples guarding the holy gate, with a contemptuous smile in their eyes, saw Ning Xiaochuan take the initiative to retreat, and did not expel him.

Outside the holy gate, there is a gazebo, and many monks who want to enter the bright sacred earth gather outside the gazebo to rest.

Some were rejected because they did not receive the invitation, but they were not willing to leave the Holy Land of Light, so they continued to wait outside the Holy Gate.

Some are waiting outside the gate because their companions are still on the way.

Others, who intentionally waited here, wanted to admire the supreme grace of the great holy people.

Ning Xiaochuan also walked towards the gazebo, sat on a stone bench, and began to close his eyes and repose.

"Look at everyone, the sea, the **** son of the ghost-raising family, Yan Ming, actually came to the Holy Land of Light, and the old masters of the ghost-raising family."

"Sure enough, Yan Ming, God, this is one of the Seven Stars of the Big Dipper. The younger generation is invincible."

"It is said that Yan Ming came for the spirit son of Tiandi Mountain."

"The spirit son of Tiandi Mountain, Ning Xiaochuan, but it is now north. Xinjiang's situational figures have beheaded the spirit son of the ghost-giving family, sweeping the ghost-giving family. The old ancestor of the ghost-giving family is angry and sends Yan Ming to himself Learn from Ning Xiaochuan. "

"What a joke, Ning Xiaochuan has a Phoenix behind him. As far as I know, a real person in the ghost-raising family died in the hands of the Phoenix, and the ghost-raising family dare to offend him? Do n’t you be afraid that the Phoenix will go to Canghai to kill the world upside down ? "

"The ancestors of the ghost-raising family, but a sub-god, definitely have the means left by the sub-god. Even if the Phoenix goes to the Canghai Sea, it may not be that he has the ghost-raising family."

"Yan Ming's fight against Ning Xiaochuan is a struggle between young monks. As a Phoenix, he will never step in. The family of raising ghosts expects this, so they will send Yan Ming to come in person."

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Hearing the opinions of the crowd, Ning Xiaochuan also looked up and looked at the party of the ghost-raising family.

The black shadow in the front is the **** son of the family of ghosts, one of the seven stars of the Big Dipper, Yan Ming.

Yan Ming's body was very vague, like a black mist of humanoid ghosts. I didn't know what exercises he had practiced. Even the people standing by him could not see his features.

Definitely a dangerous person!

Behind Yan Ming, followed by a group of old men who raised ghosts, all dressed in black robes and pale, almost like a group of old ghosts.

Seeing the monks of the ghost family, the two inner gate disciples of the bright sacred earth immediately stepped forward to salute, and respectfully invited them into the gate.

Before long, another group came.

The leader is an enchanting beautiful young woman!

That woman looked like she was only in her teens, but her body was very hot, her **** were full, and a seductive gully was squeezed in front of her chest. She was very straight, her legs were long, and she wore a blue Luo shirt. Draw a seductive curve.

Seeing that enchanting woman, many monks who were lower monks sprayed nosebleeds and their eyes were straight!

"That's ... that's the spirit girl of Jiutian Pavilion, the goddess of the Tang people, Tang Shuyao." A young monk sitting not far from Ning Xiaochuan added Tim's lips and spit throat.

"Sure enough, she is the spirit girl of Jiutian Pavilion. If she performed her charms, I am afraid few men can resist her temptation."

"Unfortunately, the goddess of Jiutian Pavilion did not come. Legend has it that the goddess of Jiutian Pavilion is North. Xinjiang's first beauty, and was once given the guidance of a hidden world supreme, has become a genius handsome beyond his peers.

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Ning Xiaochuan also looked to Tang Shuyao. Behind Tang Shuyao, he was followed by many older monks, both from the Tang clan and the Jiuting Pavilion.

The practice of these older monks may not be as good as Tang Shuyao, and there are even some old antiques that are unfathomable.

However, they were willing to make green leaves and followed Tang Shuyao.

Because Tang Shuyao's talents are extremely high, his future achievements must be above them, and he will become the ruler of the Tang and Jiutian Pavilion.

When he saw Tang Shuyao, Ning Xiaochuan would like to rush to ask about the whereabouts of the Orbuzakura.

According to the emperor, when Ning Xiaochuan and the emperor played against each other, Tang Shuyao used the power of the Tang ethnic group to lead the orb to the dead and wanted to remove the orb.

Ning Xiaochuan still has a good opinion of the Orb Jizo, although they are allies, but when Ning Xiaochuan needs help most, only Orb Jidi is hiding next to him, and he will run along with him into the Jiutian Pavilion, which is like a tiger pond in Longtan.

Ning Xiaochuan has always remembered this feeling.

If Baozhu Jizo had really died in Tang Shuyao's hands, Ning Xiaochuan would definitely avenge her.

"Tang Shuyao!" Ning Xiaochuan's eyes narrowed and a cold light flashed from his pupils.

In the distance, an old man of the Tang nationality seemed to notice and glanced towards the gazebo.

"Uncle, what's wrong?"

Tang Shuyao's skin is like jade, his eyes are like water, and his eyes are like being able to hook away the soul of a man, glance towards the gazebo, and sweep over Ning Xiaochuan's body.

"I just felt a little murderous!" The old man said in a deep voice.

He was looking for the source of that murderous killer, but it disappeared without a trace.

Tang Shuyao knows the strength of this uncle's cultivation. Since the uncle said that he felt a bit of murderousness just now, then someone must have moved on.

Who on earth wants to kill me?

Tang Shuya smiled sweetly and said, "It seems that the bright sacred earth is not very flat. We need to be more careful. I don't know this time. What kind of genius and handsome man will appear in the monk congress, really looking forward to it!"

"Wow--"

In the distance, a white sword light flew from the sky, turned into a beautiful figure, and fell out of the gate.

Everyone looked at that beautiful person, and many of them showed a cheerful and excited expression, "Mother of Light! She is Mine of Light!"

When he saw the Lady of Light, the inner disciples of the two Bright Lady, stepped forward to salute, and said, "Meet your Highness."

The Bright Lady nodded her head slightly, looking at the Jiutian Pavilion and the Tang monks, saying, "Welcome the Jiutian Spirit Girl and your predecessors to the Bright Holy Land, you must settle your seniors well."

"Her Majesty, rest assured, we will never neglect Jiutiange and the predecessors of the Tang people." The male insider disciple said excitedly. He was excited to see Her Royal Highness the Light.

Later, Wang Xu, the son of the royal family, and Emperor Qiankun, the son of Jiuxu, returned to the sacred land of light and came outside the gate.

"Presumably the two are the two saints from the Middle Kingdom's royal family and the Jiuxu sacred soil. I have long admired the two names, and they are really handsome and handsome. At first glance, they are dragons and phoenixes, and north. I am afraid that few young people in Xinjiang can Compared with the two. "Tang Shuyao's red lips are crystal clear, her voice is soft, her eyes are staring at Wang Xu and Ji Qiankun.

After Wang Xu and Ji Qiankun met Tang Shuyao, they had a stunning feeling. Jiang, since ancient times, there have been many famous beauties around the world. Not only does the bright lady have a fairy-like beauty, but even this woman is like a demon girl. It is extremely seductive and seductive.

The beauty of the bright maiden is an ethereal beauty. When people see her, they have a feeling of joy. They can leave all their troubles and talk about her.

However, the beauty of Tang Shuyao is a kind of beauty that charms her bones. When people see her, she wants to hold her in her arms and press her down on the bed. It is just a stunner for men to stop!

"What is this girl?"

Wang Xu stared at Tang Shuyao, and his heart was already imaginative, like a sea of ​​waves, but his face still behaved calmly and looked very graceful.

"Jiutiange Lingnv, Tang Shuyao!" Tang Shuya smiled lightly, Xing Yan's eyes were smokey, and her red lips slightly moved upwards.

Ji Qiankun stared straight at Tang Shuyao's full chest, unable to take his eyes off, and took a spit gently, saying, "Jiu Wen Jiutiange's name is said to be North. Almost every generation of the first beauty in Xinjiang Jiutian Pavilion, when I saw Tang girl today, I realized that the original rumors were not false. "

It's not that Ji Qiankun's state of mind will not be firm, but because Tang Shuyao's charm is indeed amazing. He is naturally charming and has a charming energy flowing from his body all the time. It is simply an outrageous demon girl!

Although her cultivation is not as good as Ji Qiankun and Wang Xu, if she really moves to kill, Wang Xu and Ji Qiankun are expected to die in her hands.

Not just Ji Qiankun, almost every man present could not look away from her.

They are also beautiful women. Naturally, there is still a little bit of loss in the heart of the Bright Lady. She shook her head gently and said to the two disciples who guarded the gate, "Wait a moment if there is a name The young monk Ding Chunqiu came to the Holy Land of Light. You must be kind to him. He is my guest! "

The inner disciple of that woman seemed to think of something and looked towards the gazebo not far away, saying, "Not long ago, a young monk said that he was a friend of Her Royal Highness, and we were stopped by us. I don't know ... … Is he the one His Royal Highness said? "

At this moment, Ning Xiaochuan had walked towards the Holy Gate, and said far away: "I have said long ago that I am a friend of Her Royal Highness, and you just don't believe it! Your Royal Highness, I am here before you."

From the beginning to the end Ning Xiaochuan's gaze was on the maiden of light, and he did not look at Tang Shuyao next to him.

Although it was just a look, it made the Bright Lady increase his affection for him.

At least, the mood of this man named Ding Chunqiu is more firm than that of Wang Xu and Ji Qiankun, and he is not fascinated by the beauty of Jiu Tian Ling Nu.

At the same time, the Holy Lady of Light also admired Ning Xiaochuan's cultivation and was too fast. They set off before them, but reached the Holy Land of Light before them.

At this speed, no one can compare to the younger generation.