Tempered Immortal

The second thousand six hundred and two chapters of the sky

Now fleeing, obviously has no chance, but just witnessed the terrible thing of the other side of the insect repellent, the courage of this woman can not afford to fight.

Is it really going to fall here today?

The woman in the palace sighed and the voice of temptation came into her ear: "Why do you have a hard time, and you and I have no hatred or grievances, and you are willing to hand over Tianxinshi, and only ask the Taoist friends to let me go."

As the saying goes, money is causing trouble. If it is not a coincidence, these people happen to find a spiritual thing like Tianxinshi in a waste mine. Maybe it will not get rid of Jia Laomo. At this moment, she only wants to be alive. As for Tianxinshi such a hot potato, who has the ability to go, she has no place to save.

"Oh?"

The face of the monk's face reveals the color of interest: "The person who knows the time is Junjie, and the fairy is also a smart and decisive figure. As long as you agree with Jia’s request, you and I will shake hands and talk.

"Do you say Dao."

The palace girl listened, and her face was overjoyed. It is rumored that Jia Lao Mo is cruel and murderous. Is it true that the other party is willing to open the net?

"Yes, the name of the fairy, Jiamou has heard it for a long time. Today, I saw it. It really is the color of the country. If the fairy is willing to marry Jiamou, and the life of the same door, Jia will naturally not want it. "The hair of the monk hippie smiles."

The monks in the Xianxian Palace were shocked and never dreamed. The other party’s proposal was actually such a request.

For a time, everyone’s gaze hit the woman in the palace.

Especially those who are low-level cultivators, their faces are full of hopeful colors. If the uncle is promised, his little life can be saved.

After all, the cultivator is selfish. If there is a glimmer of hope, who is willing to fall.

The face of the palace woman’s face is changing indefinitely.

After a few moments of effort, she shook her head: "Thank you Jia brother, but in the position of Pu Liu, not enough to serve the Taoist friends, but also ask you to ask for another."

"Hey, toasting, not eating and drinking."

The surnamed Jia listened to it, and he was furious. This old guy turned his face like a book: "I don’t know how to lift it. The proposal of the deity is to see that it can be afforded. Waiting for me to take a living and catch it, as a dragon, the power of the deity to cultivate, the power must be even better."

The voice did not fall, Jia Laomo reached out and took a shot at the waist, only to see a flash of light, a strange magic weapon shaped like a sickle flew out.

Then, the insects made a loud noise, and hundreds of colorful konjac flew out and floated on the side of the monk. In fact, he did not have to sacrifice the treasure. It was this hand-repellent technique that would be ordinary. The clutching period of the monks is restrained. In the heart, this guy is really good, and the strength is far better than the same level. ("")

"Uncle Shi."

The disciples of the Xianxian Palace were shocked and horrified, and they looked at the girl in the palace with eager eyes.

"Oh, needless to say, this palace is not to be insulted, and you don't have to think about it." The palace girl bites her lips, her voice is toneless, but it is a slap in the face, there is no room for negotiation. .

"Oh, idiot, I thought that at this moment, the fate of life and death, still have to succeed yourself?"

At the corner of Jia’s mouth, there was a hint of ridiculous color, a pair of robes, a few gongs like colorful konjac, and time, the sound of insects, these terrible worms, flying over like flying ahead.

"No... not good!"

The group repairs of the Xianxian Palace are eclipsed, although the magical treasures are also offered, but the expression of looking at the left and the right is obviously nothing to do.

No need to fight, they must have lost.

And the old man, the face is sneer, and with a ruthless look, the palace woman will look at it.

As if the other party is already in his bag.

The distance of more than one hundred feet in the area is naturally a moment of instantness. Seeing that the colorful konjac has been killed on the side of the body, those disciples of the Xianxian Palace think about what they think.

At this moment, I had to join forces to defend the enemy. However, almost one contact, the situation fell on one side.

Only a cover, there are more than half of the disciples, the life of the magic weapon was destroyed, the colorful konjac not only contains highly toxic, but the body is also hard to the extreme, the magic of the Yuan Ying period monk is not only used or used, facing it The sharp jaws are similar to the meat buns playing dogs.

The screams are endless, but now there are no disciples, but the next moment, this situation is hard to say, maybe it will soon flow into the river...

"Fairy, Jia's proposal, then think about it, this is the last chance." The hairdresser muttered.

I know, this time, the palace girl did not even talk, directly manipulated the treasure in front of her, like a colorful magic scorpion stabbed away.

Jia Laomo’s eyes flashed a bit of resentment. I didn’t expect the other’s mind to be so tough, and there was no use for coercion.

The sound of his mouth was loud and clear, and the time of the colorful konjac's offensive was much better than that of the previous one. However, at this moment, the sudden change...

boom!

There is no sign of a half-point beforehand. However, with this moment of effort, the vitality between heaven and earth suddenly becomes chaotic.

An amazingly intense spiritual pressure, rising from the sky, the original clear sky, is suddenly between, it is gloomy.

The wind is raging, the sand and the sky are flying between the heavens and the earth, the original gray sky, countless clouds rise from the air, the silver snakes dance, the lightning wears through the air, and then those clouds gather in the middle, and the rumbling sound is transmitted to the ears, but it is extremely fast. The speed, the violent turbulence, the shape is also in the process, changing constantly.

After a while, the surging of the cloud gradually subsided, and a huge vortex with a diameter of several tens of feet appeared in the line of sight. The vortex was deep in the bottom, surrounded by gray-white cloud luck, thick and thick, and in the vortex of Zhou Che, Countless lightning bolts of different sizes bounced.

"This, what is this..."

The killings of both sides came to an abrupt end, and the stunned squatting was in the same place, not to mention the disciples of the Xianxian Palace, even the incomparable Jia Lao Mo, at this moment, his face was full of gloom.

The sky is changing, and the huge vortex cloud above the head.

Is there a different treasure?

No, what is the huge spiritual pressure?

The face of Jia Lao Mo is changing indefinitely. The strength has reached his level. The vision is naturally there is still a place. The thoughts in his mind have turned, and he decided not to lick this drowning.

When the gown is glanced, I want to play with a law, manipulate the treasure to hold the palace girl, and then quickly leave here, but then, there is a scene that makes him stunned, and the mana that is covered is not used at all. It seems to be imprisoned by what powerful and abnormal power.

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