Master: This traitorous disciple is not a Holy Son

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Void battlefield.

Qi Mengdie finally seized the opportunity of God, and a sword cut off the black soul that slipped his hands.

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The upper body wound of the black soul was frozen.

The pain was so miserable.

Qi Mengdie was like a rainbow, bullying forward.

"I...."

The black flame in the black soul pupil beating fiercely.

Staring at Qi Mengdie, who was getting closer.

I lost myself.

The other party will never give himself any chance.

The black soul sighed.

Looking at the corpse of the king of the north of the town tens of thousands of miles away.

Honor: "Brother, I thought you had you, and I could be able to spend the world."

"It's a pity!! Lost."

Roar ~

The corpse roared, and the punch collapsed the space to repel the town king.

Turning his head rushed to the black soul, trying to save her.

The King of the North was shocked for ten meters, and his right hand holding a long gun trembled. He has now changed greatly.

Such as the black hair of the waterfall has become sparse and white.

The wrinkles on the face are dense.

The body is dry, and the essence of blood is burned.

The eyes are turbid.

Almost to the end of life.

Black warframe is rotten.

Holding a red rifle.

Standing quietly in the void, white hair fluttering backwards.

The waist pole was still straight like the gun in his hand.

The northern king of his town.

With the wounded body of the three layers of the big saint, he shakes the five layers of the big saint.

Also defeated.

Boom ~

The violent explosion, shaking the world.

The city of Beijing is shaking.

Knowing that the dead black soul finally chose the body to bring the soul to explode together.

Fortunately, Qi Mengdie shot fast enough, and used the ice and snow world to wrap all Yu Bo to another void.

Otherwise, Shangjing City may be wiped out mostly.

I don't know how many people are going to die at that time.

After the black soul died.

The magic mark of the corpse disappears automatically.

The corpse was quietly standing in Qi Mengdie for 100 meters behind her body.

She raised her hand, sealed the corpse, made a ice coffin, put it in it, and then included the storage ring.

This is the great sanctuary corpse.

Whether you take it back to the Holy Land, redeem treasures, or take auction is a astronomical number.

: "Is there nothing about the northern king of the town?"

Qi Mengdie looked sideways, and the Zhenbei king who flew over.

The king of the north of the town shook his head, the lips were opened and closed, and the hoarse sound was spit out.

"He faced the Great Saint on the other side ..."

Qi Mengdie raised his hand and opened the void.

Back to Shangjing City.

The Zhenbei king followed closely.

Due to the fall of the black soul, those who lost the control of the Blood Ceremony of Zhou Tian's gossip have stopped operating automatically.

The eight blood columns and gossip arrays disappeared.

The city of Shangjing screamed.

: "Win."

: "The northern king of the town has won, and we will be saved in Beijing."

Someone cried very much.

Someone knelt down and kissed the big land.

Some people are happy to run ...

: "Look at the sky ...."

: "It is the dream butterfly fairy of the northern king of the town and the Holy Land."

: "How is the hair of the northern king of the town, it feels thousands of years old, and the breath is much weaker."

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Qi Mengdie and the Zhenbei king had not heard of it, and quickly flew to the northern palace of the town.

"Huh ~"

In the palace, Zhu Yong's family relieved at the same time.

"Their flying direction is the northern palace, is there still an enemy?"

They found that one/big group followed the two kings of the town and flew to the direction of the northern palace.

: "Let's also take a look."

Zhu Ziyue proposed.

: "Don't go, I will go with your second brother."

Zhu Yong shook his head and flew first, and wanted to see what happened over there.

Zhu Ziyu quickly followed.

"Hum, don't go if you don't go."

Zhu Ziyue muttered his mouth and hummed.

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Zhenbei Palace ...

A underground corridor.

A weird scene is happening.

"Chu Xiu, don't be too much."

A skeleton rack ran ahead.

The sunshine boy behind had only one right leg, carrying a three -meter -long sword, jumping and catching up.

Stepping on a pit on the ground, the dust was shocked down.

His left leg was also recovering quickly, and his smile gradually changed/state.

"Xiao Zhenjun, don't run."

Thousands of Zhenjun: "You Death/State ..." "Broken Yin" echoed in the corridor.

Outside the northern palace.

The more the monks gather, the more.

Qi Mengdie stood in the air, and the divine thought spread.

Seeing this scene, the good hanging was not planted from the sky.

King Beibei was weird.

: "Lord Yunxia Peak, Son of Son ..."

Qi Meng Die Su rubbed his eyebrows, his face was helpless.

But my heart was relieved.

He still said it.

At the same time, he was curious how he did it.

Taking the other side of the area for repairs, a great sacred force/embarrassed.

: "What did you post?"

The monks around the northern palace of the Zhenbei echoed.

嘭 嘭 嘭 嘭 嘭

A loud noise.

Attracted the attention of everyone present.

I saw that a skeleton broke through the tall wall of the northern king's house in a parabolic way.

Falling on the avenue in front of the gate.

Still rolling a few laps on the ground.

Everyone looked at it quickly.

The expression changed.

Someone exclaimed: "This is ... Qian Nian Zhenjun, I know the pendant hanging on his chest."

Boom ~

The crowd is uproar.

: "Thousands of Zhenjun encounters an uncle in the world? It's so embarrassed."

Just then.

A figure footprint of the golden lanes, which moves to the ancient tree crown in front of the door.

He was red, his skin was fair, his muscles were clear, and a giant sword was carried on his shoulders.

The eyes flashed blood and scanned everyone below.

In the end, he fixed his eyes on Qian Nian Zhenjun.

: "Tai Su Shengzi ..."

: "His Royal Highness Chu Xiu ..."

: "Is His Royal Highness Chu Xiu made Qianxian Zhenjun like this?"

: "This ... won't be so exaggerated?"

Recognize people.

Everyone was thrilled.

Next moment.

Chu Xiu held the Dajian Canglong in his right hand, smiling at the corner of his mouth, and jumped down from the crown.

Battlestone raised high, briefly accumulated, qi and blood, compressed by the real element, the fusion of the sword of the sky, and the first formula of "Everything is closed" _______ to all the silence.

Boom ~

"ah......"

Thousands of Zhenjun screaming.

His head was cut by a sword.

The soul escaped from the Shentai.

Qi Mengdie's eyes moved slightly, so he would go up and kill it completely.

Suddenly, the mutation of the mutation, the soul of Qiandian Zhenjun was scattered in a hint of the demon emperor, sweeping everything, suppressing the sky, and the stars' fighting .... Various different phases emerged ..

Flutter ~

"The breath of the ancient emperor !!!"

The monks were frightened, and they couldn't hold the pressure on their knees one by one, and they shivered, and even Xiao Sheng couldn't hold down.

Chu Xiu's eyes narrowed slightly, his body sank, and the floor under his feet was cracked. He only felt that there seemed to be a few more mountains on his shoulders, which was extremely heavy.

Diwei was actually targeting him and forced him to kneel.

He raised his head and sneered, "Don't say that you are just a spirit of the spirit of the demon emperor. Even if the demon emperor comes to him? I don't want to kneel, and no one in this world can force me to kneel! !

PS: Seeking "Four more", here is here today. I slept early tonight and was a little sleepy.

Yes, the author did not save the manuscript, and it was written by writing ...

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