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“Come to think of it, Dao Tianzong, and yet here it is.”

The Two Billion Southern Palace Han Tian was a little disbelieving.

After all, Dao Tianzong, each of whom was a generous divine being who did not speak, was overbearing.

Even if he had spent a lifetime, he could only hear a little of the legend, and he could see the portrait of the three beings.

“Even if he’s the Dao Tian sect master, then this nine-headed Xuanlong-level Daoist pulls the car, it’s not weird.”

The Three Southern Palace DuAnyu also nodded at this time.

Only The Great Elder An Tian frowned and said: “This Yunyuan master is completely accurate in Qingzhou, but I remember this famous master paint, it is not because of the great power, the contrast is, He’s a rotten wood cultivator, but today, it seems, this one sounds fake.”

“It’s not accurate, is this person Yun Zhenshan intentionally humiliated? Until now, he has not continued to hide?”

At this moment, Nan Gongyuan looked towards Li Zhoujun in his eyes, full of reverence.

“Oa, two billion, why do I feel that you want to turn into this Yunsheng master?” Southern Palace DuAnyu said noisily at this time, and immediately poured a basin of cold water and said: “Don’t even think about it, the Yunyuan people today can tame the nine-headed Xuanyuan Level Dragon, just afraid that the cultivator has reached the deeper level of the realm, If you want to find a daoist, you are not capable of taking you seriously.”

“Phi, you little nymph, don’t curse me, there’s a good saying, if you dare to do it!” Nan Gongyuan said.

At the same time.

The Blood Refining Paint inside transmitted to a false taoist voice: “Blood Refining Master, master Yunshan.”

The voice fell simultaneously.

As red as the blood mist at the Blood Refining Mountain in the air rose, eventually turning into a red-robed daoist who pretended to be a figure, said respectfully to Li Zhoujun.

“Take death.” Li Zhoujun smirked.

“Roar!”

“Roar!”

“Roar . . .”

According to Li Zhoujun, the nine of them let out a scream in their ears.

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In the face of the nine-headed Xuanlong-level Fairy, Yuan Ying saw that The Blood Refining Elder could be said to be afraid of breaking the bile, and he panicked and said: “Master Yunshan, if you dare to kill me, behind my back, you will definitely not ignore you!”

“It’s hard to blame you for daring to come out here to meet the coordinates, the reason is that there are people behind you who can support a, whoever wants to look, who can oppose the coordinates.” Li Zhoujun laughed coldly, directly ordering the nine deliveries.

The nine orders, the nine great zhang mouths, spewing out nine daos condensed into white mist essence, flaunting the earth, pouring out the Blood Refining Ancestor.

This white mist spread out extremely cold air, causing the three billion soot under the Southern Palace Mountain to be cold below, even if the whole body of Tu Vi prevented it, it could not help but tremble.

But right at the white mist that wanted to approach the Blood Refining Ancestor at the moment, the mutation suddenly arose.

The two-eyed Blood Refiner turned red, each blood dao followed his entire body above and below in the pores poured out, finally at his back, condensing into a dozen large and small red scepters.

Like a small mountain of blood, there was no face, but only a hand in the middle, and arbitrarily spewed out white mist.

“What? !”

The Blood Refining Mountain under the Southern Palace of three billion soot, meeting the nine heads of The Dragon Level, the alliance spewed out, and was arbitrarily broken by the damaged blood, and couldn’t help but widen his eyes.

This is but the first nine Dragon-level Immortals!

Set at the moment, absolutely belongs to the top of the battle level!

It’s also at this point that there’s this one moment.

At an unknown villager’s name, there was one lying on the side of the road snoring o o old man, slowly opening a pair of two-eyed chisels, looking back at the local image.

“Alright, this old immortal thing reappears.” He gave the cut a blow, taking his body in place and slowly dissipating.

Reappearing at the same time, he went to the void bloodline with Li Zhoujun in the air.

“Ah, this old boy doesn’t see through!”

The old man saw Li Zhoujun open his eyes wide, and couldn’t help but say.

At this moment, Li Zhoujun, who did not detect in the air, suddenly appeared a beggar.

The bloodline, obviously, is also undetected at the moment.

At this time, Li Zhoujun stared at the Blood Refining Sect behind the damaged bloodline, and said with a sneer: “What drains things? Dare me Dao Tian sect to do it!”

“Baby, you’re so big, even the chess piece dares to move.” The naughty bloodline at this time was just emitting a false daoist sound, laughing and saying, and then he turned around: “The nine-headed Xuanlong Fairy? It’s also possible to let my old ancestor be a little better.”

“It’s big! Who is this person to the extreme? !”

The three-billion-year-old Southern Palace said, the nine-headed Xuanlong-level Daoist in his mouth, but it was like an ordinary daoist speaking at will.

At the same time, the three billion soots were also lucky, and good Yun Lingshan came.

If it weren’t for her grouping three, wouldn’t it be a good idea to directly bring her to group three?

“You said, Yun Xiushan is this suddenly appearing in the rival fire family?” At this moment, Nan Gongyuan asked anxiously.

“Two billion, you’re not good up here, are you ready to die?” Southern Palace DuAn, even if this scene is dangerous below, does not forget to tease himself.

Nan Gongyuan heard this, and rolled his eyes and said: “If it’s Yun Lingshan who can’t bear it, our group must all die.”

“Huh.” Southern Palace DuAnyu faced himself and explained, completely disbelieving.

At this time, Nan Gong’an suddenly opened his mouth: “This Dao is spoiled, let me remember a legend.”

“What legend?” Nan Gongyuan asked.

Nam Gong An Nhien said: “I used to see a part of the record in Qingzhou, ten thousand years ago, there was Blood Ancestor with heaven outside, carrying a great blood sea to wash Qingzhou, Qingzhou more than hundred million thousand souls, everything withered, then there was Chen Xian as a butcher, bringing the Blood Ancestor sealed at the distance of Qingzhou ten thousand eight thousand miles of Blood God Island above.”

“Great billion, you must mean, hey blood, that Blood Ancestor?” Nan Gongyuan took a deep breath.

This is but it is possible to be with the Floating Fairy Fairy!

Even if it was just a sect dao, wouldn’t Yun Xiu be able to fight a?

Thinking of this, she was a little preoccupied to look towards Li Zhoujun, although it was the first time she met this person Yun Zhoushan, but at this moment, The Southern Palace of Hanyuan was deeply attracted by this person Yun Zhoushan.

At the same time.

Li Zhoujun laughed: “You are so determined, can you beat me?”

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He heard this, and said with a smile: “Young people, this heavenly locality below, even if this old ancestor is separated, it is also the champion of existence, young people, obediently die!”

The voice fell, the blood of the image appeared, and the big hand was like a high mountain, directing Li Zhoujun to take it away.

“Slow!” Li Zhoujun suddenly said.

“Oh? Are you afraid?” He stopped his movements, and said in amazement.

“Of course not, considering you’re not bad, not as good as we are to the point of interest, bet.” Li Zhoujun said with a smile.

“Oh? What’s the bet?” He said with a smile.

Li Zhoujun said, “If you don’t fight me, you want to call me a father.”

“Oh? What if you die at my hands?” Bloodsucker asked.

Li Zhoujun looked at the idiot and said, “Are you stupid or not, I’m all dead, you don’t have to think about what to do?”

Hemochromia: “. . .”

“Gah!”

Under the Southern Palace Mountain, three billion people heard this, one without suspension, and he laughed.

In the air, he saw this, and said with a smile: “This little man, there is a little sense, the old man is also the first time to meet someone like that, has the courage to tease this blood.”

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The spirit was depleted. The old era collapsed, leading to the demise of the prophet. Humans must adapt to a world without spirits.

From there the age of magic was born. The old era is hidden by the heads.

Then one day, the spirit spirit restored, the old era ruins with tens of thousands of years buried underground began to appear.

Is the Magician or The New Prophet the master of the new age?

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