Supreme Uprising

"I just came to see you, and there are a few problems, I don't want to spit." Luo Shaochong looked at the woman in purple clothes: "When you left Jinshuang Valley, was it to return to this day?"

The purple woman's gaze, instinctively patrolling around, seems to worry about something, at this time.

"Yes, I am the witch of the enchanted magical demon. I was with you in the past, but it was just for a journey of red dust. Now that you have the answer you want, should you leave?"

In the woman's voice, she is full of firmness: "As for leaving, naturally, the red dust core has ended. I am going to take it to the next level, so I will leave."

Listening to the woman's words, Luo Shaochong's look changed a bit, but then he said faintly: "If I am just a tool for your red dust, how can you give it to me?"

During the speech, Luo Shaochong took out the blue silk in his hand.

The purple woman’s look trembled, but then it became very tough: “I sent you this, but I just wanted to say goodbye to the past.”

"Chong brother, don't think too much. In fact, every object of my red dust refining will get this thing."

Although the woman said it was unremarkable, Luo Yunyang felt the woman’s insincere feeling from the woman’s disguise.

However, at this time, he is not prepared to interfere with this matter. After all, Luo Shaochong has grown up, and some things are still handled by himself.

Luo Shaochong was not irritated. He looked at the woman in purple and suddenly smiled and said: "When you lie, it is still the left corner of the mouth. I have told you many times. This kind of problem, you don't change, how? Maybe let the brother believe you?"

The look of the woman in the purple dress changed, but in the stern shackles, it was full of resentment. In the moment of hesitation, she still solemnly said: "Chong brother, you must go, we are both impossible."

"Why? Just because you are a disciple of three thousand magic Yuan?" Luo Shaochong looked at the woman in purple, solemnly said: "This is actually, nothing."

"Not just because of this." The woman in purple was just ready to speak, and she heard someone proudly saying: "Because she wants to be my wife."

What he spoke was a man in a brocade. The moment he came, it gave a feeling of a dragon and a tiger.

When the purple woman saw his moment, the body trembled unconsciously.

"The defense of the enchanted magical sacredness is really bad enough. There are even outsiders who can’t find it." The man’s words are not directed to Luo Shaochong, but to a black man who is behind him. .

Although the black dress is higher than the man who is a brocade, but when he heard the man of the brocade, he quickly reviewed: "This thing, thank you for the reminder of the son, we will correct it later."

"The things that have been corrected, you can do it yourself, but this kid, you should see what to do." The man in Jinyi said coldly.

The purple woman looked at the black dress with a look of horror: "Uncle Shi, rushing to my brother is my old friend, he came for me, and he sent him away."

The black man Yuanxiao smiled lightly, did not pay attention to the purple woman, but to the man in the brocade: "Heavenly son, I will throw him into the mysterious ice purgatory, how do you see?"

The purple woman heard the words of Xuan Bing Purgatory, and her face suddenly gave birth to a horrible look, because this mysterious ice purgatory is the most sinister place of their sacred magic.

Even if it is a Yuanzun, once you enter the Xuanbing Purgatory, it is also a dead end.

"Xuanbing Purgatory is too bad. As far as I know, there is a nine-pronged purgatory in the three thousand magical mountains. If you can't send people into the magical enchantment, I will say to the devil, and send this kid into Nine changes to purgatory."

If Xuanbing Purgatory says that there is death and no life, then the nine-pronged purgatory is simply a life-saving, and can not die.

The various kinds of torture, which will be constantly changing in the nine-pronged purgatory, will make people turn back from the pain of life.

Moreover, those who are sentenced, once they enter the nine-pronged purgatory, even if they want to die, it is difficult to do.

The purple woman is a disciple of three thousand magical deities. Naturally, she knows the situation of the nine-pronged purgatory. She is anxious toward the Jinyi man: "Heavenly son, rushing brother is my friend, if you must send him Into the nine purgatory, then I can only die."

Having said that, her voice is more and more determined: "Let my brother leave here, I will follow the arrangement of the teacher."

"A lifetime, never regret it!"

"Oh, it’s really ridiculous and enviable." On that day, the sacred son smiled and his eyes fell on Luo Shaochong, who was angry and angry: "Boy, look at your love, I will give you a chance, as long as you can win me, I will let both of you leave."

"If not, your life will only stay here."

When Luo Shaochong heard the words of the woman in purple, the anger had already rushed. At this time, the sacred son said this, he would naturally not allow it.

"It is not difficult to win you."

The purple woman and Luo Shaochong have been together for many years, knowing the character of Luo Shaochong. And she knows more about the origin of the sacred son on this day, so the heart is eager to stop the road: "Chong brother, you are not his opponent, he is the disciple of the original lord of heaven."

For being told about his own origins, Tianzi Shengzi is not angry. He used a kind of overlooking gaze: "Hey, it’s really a girl’s extroversion. It seems that your enchantment really needs to be rectified."

The black dress is more and more stern, and looks at the purple woman's gaze, with a hint of coldness.

Luo Shaochong waved his hand: "What about the original Lord, I will not lose to him."

During the speech, a long sword has already fallen into the hands of Luo Shaochong. This long sword is the favorite sword that Luo Jiutian did not break through when he was a king. He gave it to Luo Shaochong.

Tianzi Shengzi gave a hint of curiosity to the sword in Luo Shaochong’s hand: "Although the sword is good, it is a pity that the pearl is secretly cast."

"To let you know today, it is also the same, the difference between you and me, how big."

During the speech, in the hands of the Son of Heaven, there was already a long shot. The gun in his hand was shaking, that is, the moment, a gunshot was formed in the void.

The guns are vertical and horizontal, and the law of the ones is like a long dragon. It flies in the shadow of the gun, just like Wanlong enters the sea! The black Yuanzun looked at the countless gunshots, and there was a hint of taboo in his eyes.

Although Yuanzun mastered the law of heaven, and Tianzun only mastered the law of avenue, but the power of this sacred son attacked him from the bottom of his heart, he even had a feeling that he was not a god. The opponent of the child.

"The Son of Heaven is a genius. Under the guidance of the original Lord, the younger generation of this world, who is his opponent."

"Qin Nightwear, I hope that you can distinguish the situation, don't make mistakes."

The purple woman bit her lip tightly, although Luo Shaochong has not yet shot, but she feels that this time Luo Shaochong is fierce.

"Uncle Shi, if you can let your brother leave, no matter what the conditions of the Zongmen, I can promise. If you can't let your brother go, even if I die, I won't let you get what you want."

The purple woman’s words are extremely determined, and at the moment of her speech, the infinite dragon shadow has already wrapped Luo Shaochong in the middle.

Black Yuanzun sneered a sneer, his own teacher, really do not know how to advance and retreat, this is the time, and still care about this wild boy.

The original disciple's disciple shot, how could he have a way to live, maybe now, the soul has long been shattered by the power of the law.

Just as the thoughts in the black dress of the Yuan dynasty surged, he suddenly felt that there was a sword light in the seemingly endless dragon shadow. With the appearance of this sword light, the dragon shadow, which seemed to be infinite, disappeared in an instant.

With the retreat of Dragon Shadow, Jianguang became a scorching sun, overlooking nine days, wherever he went, everything became powder.

On that day, although the sacred son quickly swung the rifle in his hand, under the pressure of the scorching sun, most of his means did not have any effect at this time.

It was suppressed, and it was still suppressed without any resilience. The face of the Son of Heaven is incomparably ugly, and besides the pressure brought by the scorching sun, more is not reconciled.

He was prepared to kill the person who dared to break his good deeds, but did not expect that his cultivation was not the opponent of this person.

Even the means of his own best, under the sword of others, are not worth mentioning. This situation has never been encountered by him for many years.

For Tianzizi, this situation not only made him face-to-face, but also made him angry and unbearable.

However, when he thought about how to turn around from this unfavorable situation, he saw that the sun was divided into nine moments and shrouded him over him.

"The obstacles, find death!" In the voice of indifference, a gust of wind came from the void, accompanied by the gust of wind, Luo Shaochong Jianguang condensed nine rounds of the big day, instantly turned into fly ash in the void.

As the existence of Tianzun's nine heavy, Luo Shaochong's Jianguang, even if it completely annihilated a star field, is not a big deal, but now, it is blown away by all the winds.

However, although the wind is endless, but when he wants to blow away his long sword, Luo Shaochong still tightly put the sword in his own hands.

A drop of blood spilled from his hand.

At this moment, Luo Shaochong, his heart was full of unwillingness, and he was even more angry, and his heart continued to surge.

Kill and kill!

"A good junior can actually block me. If you can pick me up again, I will let you both leave." In the void, it is a golden-faced man, between his shots, the power , straight for nine days.

Under this power, the man made a heavy move toward Luo Shaochong.

"Golden Kushen Yuan, his men’s mercy!" Qin nightmare shouted in shock at the moment when he saw the man’s shot.

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