The King of Hell’s Genius Pampered Wife

"You--!!" Xuan Qing looked gloomy, his eyes were full of anxiety, and filled with despair and resentment.

Suddenly, he gritted his teeth and grabbed the sly hand: "The gangster, you listened to the teacher and said that if you die for the teacher, you will be sent out. After you reach the eighth layer of the water, don't delay. , hide immediately, hear no?"

At this moment, he has no way, unless he uses his own life to earn a living.

The mysterious eyes of Xuan Qing flashed a touch of red awns, and the fingernails that were buckled were peeled off, and the flesh and blood were blurred, but the movement was very large.

However, when he was too late to move, he heard the girl sigh with helplessness. "Master, I am also a talented apprentice, you have a good apprentice, you really have my brain stupid to this point." ? Running to save you will be so useless by these three stupid forks?"

Xuan Qing’s movements were full of mistakes.

Saruman brows and wrinkles: "You are not fooled? This is impossible! No one can come in the water of the prison, no one can save you now, you are less pretentious to scare us!"

Hehehe laughed, his wrist turned lightly, and the water sword appeared in her hand.

The five elements of the body are running wildly.

The next moment, a powerful spiritual power was released.

Xuan Qing’s eyes widened.

Wu Hai and Sa Ruman’s face were terrified and unbelievable.

Wuhuan was soft on both knees and fell to the ground with a splash.

This...this, how is this possible?

The pressure released by this girl is even stronger than Wuhai and Saruman.

No, not powerful, but powerful too much.

That is... the peak of the Mahayana period is a state that can only step into the **** level in one step.

"No, this is impossible!" Saruman shook his head madly. "Your roots are obviously twenty years old. How can you reach the peak of the Mahayana period? This is absolutely impossible!"

The spirit of the scorpion is poured into the sword of the water.

The volley lifts the sword, and then gently slams like a little water.

Weightlifting is light and effortless.

Just listening to a bang, the enchantment that can trap the monks below the **** level, even if there is no force to resist, it is shattered.

Xuan Qing blinked and blinked. He turned to look at the girl around me: "Are you really a gangster? Isn't someone pretending?"

He smiled a little, "If you change, Master, you didn't lose face to you?"

Xuan Qing: "..." This is still not shameful? It’s almost shocking him!

Squinting, his eyes fell on Sayman and Wuhai. "In the past ten years, these two people have tormented Master? Let the disciples get this justice for you today!"

"Hey, what if you are the peak of the Mahayana period? We have two Mahayana periods. Can you still deal with us alone?"

Wuhai and Saruman have calmed down at this time and have taken out their magic weapons.

He smiled a little, and his mind was moving, and the purple meditation was flying out.

After a quarter of an hour.

Xuan Qing looked down on the ground and was cut off from the limbs. Wu Hai and Sa Ruman, who were completely unable to resist, only felt embarrassed and could not return to God.

As for the blackbird.

He didn't need to shake hands, just looking at the sly sword pointing at him, he turned his eyes, and he didn't breathe. He was all under the body.

It was because of the tragic situation of Wuhai and Saruman that they were scared to death.