Martial God Conqueror

Chapter 910: The old account is unnamed.

The youth landed, his eyes swept over the four weeks, and finally he spoke to Sima Muyu, saying: "Can you ask Qiao Feng?"

"No name, what are you looking for?"

Sima Muzhen, the water is cold and slowly coming out, the eyes are full of Zhan Zhan, and the gaze is slightly gazing at the sharp man, the cheeks are slightly pear vortex, the beauty is incomprehensible, and there is a sea-like blue brilliance in the eyes.

"I heard that he is a disciple of the instrument, I have been looking for him for a long time!"

The young man, called the nameless, swept through the crowd, then looked at the water and said: "It looks like the peak of Qiao is gone, but when there is always a meeting, I will let him fall into my hands."

"You and Qiao Feng have hatred?"

Sima Mu's eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, asking for a nameless faintness.

"No hatred, it is only the account of the division for 1400 years." No name said.

It is said that the ancient Tianzong people and Du Xiaoqing, the night float, Du Yunlong, Du Xiaoman, etc. are quite doubtful, listening to the clouds in the fog.

It’s hard to imagine everyone. I don’t know when the Emperor Qiao Feng and this nameless were related to it, it was related to 1400 years ago.

"Look at it, you have some confidence, but how do I feel that by the time you are not the opponent of Qiao Feng." Sima Muyu slightly grinned and said nothing.

"I know that you, Sima Muzhen, the daughter of the ancient Tianzong sect, Ma Mating, the Emperor Tianzi, the rumor on the kendo is not low."

No name on Sima Muzhen, said: "But on the kendo, you will not be my opponent, I can tell you first, you want to win me, when I am afraid I have to think of other ways."

"Yes, then we can try it now."

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"It's not a time now. Naturally, there will be opportunities. Of course, the premise is that you can pass the 'devil's dead beach.'"

The nameless voice fell, the soles of the feet swelled, and the figure suddenly flew away.

"Whizzing……"

In midair, hundreds of people also quickly left, once again disappeared in the air.

"Humph!"

Sima Mu snorted and his feet were slightly stunned.

"It is said that the nameless martyrdom on the kendo, the kendo is repaired to the sky, so that the elders in the door are also self-satisfied, indeed a difficult Lord."

If the water is cold, gently pat the shoulders of Sima Mu's shoulders, the sound is as soft as the water, like a scorpio, standing next to Sima Muyu, if a hibiscus of water contains hibiscus, the dust is not stained.

"I don't believe that my accomplishments on Kendo will be worse than him."

Sima Muzhen was obviously dissatisfied. In the martyrdom, since she lost to the guy, she spent a lot of time and energy to comprehend the Mingsheng swordsmanship. I don’t believe that the namelessness can overcome myself.

"There is no shortage of kendo. You can suppress him elsewhere."

Before the spirit came forward, the smile of the mouth was sloppy and savage, and said to Sima Muzhen: "The people of Huijianmen specialize in cultivating kendo. There is indeed a lot of skill in the kendo, but they are also martial arts."

When the voice fell, the spirit of the spirit fell, and said a word: "But that nameless, it is indeed a dangerous person."

"Let's go, go to the evil spirits first beach, where there will be a fierce battle!"

If the water is cold and cold, the blue eyes will be slightly condensed.

The evil spirits died on the beach, and when they were afraid, they did not know how many people would be damaged.

But only after crossing the evil spirits beach, can we finally get the big chance.

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"go with!"

Within the vast space of weapons, Du Shaoqi throws a token in his hand.

"Hey..."

The weapon dragon opened his mouth and swallowed the symbol into the mouth. After a while, it was a piece of scrap iron spit out, and then the relatives were surrounded by Du Shaoqi, and the binocular rune looked at Du Shaozhen, as if it was still unfinished.

"There are not a few symbols..."

Du Shaoyan’s eyes showed a bitter smile, and it’s been eight days.

Du Shaoxuan’s thousands of pieces from the seven-star disciple’s disciples, as well as hundreds of symbols, have been swallowed up by this weapon dragon into scrap iron.

This makes Du Shaoxin heartache, almost distressed blood.

However, after paying such a large price, it has also made a big difference.

A few days ago, the weapon dragon was already dare to come close. Yesterday, Du Shaoqi was able to sit on his back.

It’s just that Du Shaozhen felt that it was not the time to place the soul mark in the soul of the instrument yesterday.

Once the soul of the device is frightened and resisted, then everything has to be abandoned. If you want to use this trick again, it is unlikely that it will be consumed, and there are not so many spirits and symbols to consume.

"laugh……"

Du Shaoqi plucked out and landed on the head of the weapon dragon, gently stroking the head of the weapon dragon.

The weapon dragon is like a living thing, and the relatives rely on Du Shaoqi, gently rubbing on the palm of Du Shaoqi, and the breath is gentle.

"Now you can try it out, use your power of the gods to pull the traction, let the soul come out, or else you can't arrange the soul mark."

The voice of Chen was passed into Du Shaozhen’s ear and said: "If this soul has already believed in you, it will naturally come out."

Wen Yan, Du Shaozhen eyes, looking at the behemoth under the palm of his heart, but the heart is clear, there is a horrible existence within this behemoth, at this moment the relatives are gentle, once you can accidentally irritate it, the consequences will be abnormal immediately terror.

"Yuan Shen communication traction..."

It was said that Du Shaoyan’s handprints were condensed, and a force of the Yuanshen in the brain’s mud pill was spread out and began to be released.

"Hey..."

It seems that I felt the sudden volatility of the breath, and the weapon dragon suddenly became shocked and quickly began to retreat, like a frightened deer.

"Hula..."

At the same time, Du Shaozhen's energy fluctuations, an ancient breath spread out, slowly approaching the weapon dragon, releasing goodwill, like a caress.

The weapon dragon was in the eyes of the rune, and it seemed to be full of doubts. A low-pitched snoring sounded in the throat, surrounded by the surrounding, curiously looked at Du Shaoqi.

It seems that under the power of Du Shaozhen's gods, he did not feel any threat. The weapon dragon began to approach again and began to kiss.

With the scare of the weapon dragon, Du Shaoqi did not dare to act rashly at this time, only to continue to play with the weapon dragon.

Finally, under the care of Du Shaozhen’s Yuanshen, the weapon dragon is like a urchin. In this space, no one has ever played with it. It also felt that Du Shaoqi did not have any maliciousness, and finally began to relax the last defense. .

"Hey..."

Around the huge weapon dragon, the dense swords and swords began to loosen, and the light was overflowing. Finally, there was a heavy rain.

A large number of swords and swords fell from the air and fell into a weapon hill in the sky.

A dazzling ray of light emerged in mid-air, and the light was shining like a day, only three feet in diameter.

In the dazzling light, it looks like a knife, like a sword, and the change is infinite.

The fluctuation of the light group makes people feel the soul of the millet, and begins to play with the power of the gods that Du Shaozhen spread in vitro.

The swords and swords of various swords changed like a urchin, and Du Shaoqi was extremely close.

That is the soul of the soul in this space, the appearance of the soul, which proves that Du Shaozhen has great trust.

But at this moment, Du Shaozhen still dare not act rashly. At this moment, facing this soul, I am afraid that I cannot successfully arrange the soul mark.

I feel that this soul is like a urchin, pure and incomparable. Du Shaozhen’s heart is actually somewhat unbearable. It feels that if he suddenly makes a shot at this moment, even if he has placed a soul mark on it, it seems that he can’t bear it.

"Fast, it has relaxed its alert and began to lay out the soul mark."

The voice of Chen was once again passed to Du Shaoqi’s ear. There was not much time, so Du Shaozhen immediately placed the soul mark.

"Hey...!"

As the voice of the minister fell, Du Shaoyan's handprint was received, and the power of the gods suddenly converge.

Du Shaozhen did not immediately arrange the soul mark, but the body immediately retreated, farther away from the soul.

"What do you want to do, why not do it, you have not had much time."

Chen Chen frowned slightly, time is running out, looking at Du Shaozhen asked.

Du Shaoqi shook his head and said to the court: "I have no confidence in arranging the soul mark on the soul."

"The soul is very strong, even if it is my full-fledged period, I have to evade three points. If you fail, you will definitely give up before, and the next opportunity will undoubtedly be more difficult."

The minister raised his head slightly and looked at Du Shaoqi for a while, then nodded.

Although the soul of the instrument did not open up the intellect, but the strength is extremely terrible, and it is absolutely difficult to arrange the soul mark.

Even if it is a general eight-star spirit, it is difficult to succeed.

"Then what are you going to do, the secret road is to give up?" The minister then asked Du Shaoqi.

"No, I want to try another method, look at it for a day or two." Du Shaoqi said with a slight bite, it seems that there is a decision in the heart.

"Then you are careful, I hope that you will have time in the end." The minister reminded Du Shaozhen.

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The mountains are connected, like a dragon and a snake, and the towering peaks are stacked, which is like a magnificent ink painting.