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Wang Teng: "Boss Lu Yuan, save me!"

Fang Gan: "The top of the fairy is proud of the world, if there is my king vine, there will be a sky!"

Zhang Fan: "Even if you carry a rail gun on your back, you need to hold Master Qingyun with one hand, I, Wang Teng, are invincible in the world!"

Han Feiyu: "I, Wang Teng, walked on the reincarnation road with a smile, hehehehe..."

Li Youwei: "Pfft, hahahaha..."

Huangfuqing: "It can be seen how much the three bosses hate Wang Teng!"

Wang Teng: "Hold the grass, don't be kidding, I really can't stand it!"

Fang Gan: "Hmm, is there still a time when Immortal Wang can't stand it?"

Liu Changqing: "If you can't stand it, you have to stand it! Brother Wang Teng, come on!"

Wang Teng: "Boss Lu Yuan, where are you!"

Sith: "It's over, boss Lu Yuan is not online!"

The life of Wang Teng in the live broadcast is already hanging by a thread.

The Nascent Soul giant mastered the power of space, and the surrounding space rippled.

The pressure of the vast "970" washed down like a flood.

Its coercion far exceeds the realm of Jindan overlord!

The coercion at the soul level is almost unbearable for them!

"The top of the fairy, proud of the world, with my king vine, there will be heaven!"

At the critical moment, Wang Teng knelt on the ground and suddenly yelled out such a sentence.

The atmosphere of the entire space is frozen at this moment.

Nascent Soul Giant stared blankly at Wang Teng, feeling a little dazed in his mind!

Is this kid crazy?

Lian Yue and Master Qingyun also looked at him with pity.

The barrage in the live broadcast room scrolled crazily.

Fang Gan: "Hurry up, Immortal Emperor Wang, don't hesitate, keep going!"

Han Feiyu: "Eh, you guys are playing awkwardly, aren't you?"

Li Youwei: "Just now, my toes are out of three rooms and one living room."

Zhang Fan: "I have to say, it's really useful."

Ye Hei: "Ah, the other party may think that Mr. Wang Teng is crazy."

Wang Teng: "Hurry up and inform Mr. Lu Yuan, I will delay for another two minutes!"

Wang Teng in the live broadcast tried to raise his head.

"Heaven did not give birth to my king and Immortal Emperor, the immortal way is like a long night!"

"This king vine has the qualifications of an immortal emperor!"

"Holding the sun and the moon to pick up the stars, there is no one like me in the world.

"When yin and yang go against each other, stain the sky with my blood.

Wang Teng took a deep breath, suppressed the throbbing of his toes and roared.

Lu Yuan: "Okay, stop shouting, I'm playing online,

Wang Teng: "Whoa, whoa, Lu Yuan, he bullied me!"

Fang Gan: "Hahahaha..."

Wang Teng: "Fang Gan, shut up!"

Fang Gan: "No problem, my dear Wang Xiandi! Hahahaha..."

Lu Yuan: "Just get the red envelope!"

Wang Teng heard the words and quickly received the red envelope from the chat group.

Seeing that Wang Teng didn't speak, the Yuanying giant thought he was out of words.

"Boy, be more careful in your next life!"

The voice just fell!

Rumble!

The dull thunder was deafening.

Click!

A white thunderbolt pierced the sky.

Followed by even more terrifying thunder.

The Nascent Souls in the giant Nascent Soul's dantian were all trembling.

Accompanied by a white light beam falling.

The world suddenly changed color.

Dark clouds appeared over the mountains that were still shrouded in mist.

The north wind howled like a ghost crying.

The drizzle fell to the world with the north wind.

The figure wrapped in surging oppressive force tore apart the beam of light that filled the sky.

The Nascent Soul giant squinted his eyes and finally saw the figure clearly.

But this glance made the pupils vibrate instantly!

The visitor was not a simple human monk.

It has a python head and a human body, covered with black scales, with a black dragon on its feet and a green python wrapped around its hands.

There seemed to be thousands of turbulent waves in a pair of indifferent pupils.

A casual glance can give the illusion of drowning and suffocation.

Fang Gan: "I'll go, boss Lu Yuan, this experimental body is so oppressive!"

Liu Changqing: "Python head human body, body covered with black scales, feet on a black dragon, hands wrapped around a green python, this image looks familiar.

Ye Hei: "One of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, Gonggong!"

Han Feiyu: "Good guy, isn't Boss Lu Yuan too strong?"

Zhao Han: "Can this be researched?"

Ye Hei: "Boss Lu Yuan, my long-lost adoptive father!"

Huangfuqing: "Don't mistake your relatives, I'm not your real brother.

Sith: "So strong! I can't help but bend my knees."

Han Feiyu: "So strong! I can't help but want to..."

Li Youwei: "Okay, big brother Han Feiyu, don't be too outrageous."

The moment the Nascent Soul giant looked directly at the Water Ancestor Witch, his mind was shaken.

Just standing there is like a deep ocean with no bottom to see.

"Three Thousand Weak Waters!"

The Ancestral Witch of Water raised a finger.

Thousands of azure blue water flows from the fingertips linger between the sky and the earth.

The drizzle between heaven and earth also turned into pouring rain at this moment.

The intensity of the rain even blocked everyone's sight...

The Nascent Soul giant's mind was shaken again, and his consciousness was blocked.

"not good!"

"Could it be the God Transformation monster!"

The Yuanying giant hurriedly tore apart the space to escape from this place.

The Ancestral Witch of Water swiped casually.

Three thousand Ruo Shui wrapped the giant Nascent Soul and fled into the void together.

The Nascent Soul giant thought he had escaped by luck.

But immediately after, the entire space shook violently.

Three thousand weak water supernatural powers can not only sink the feathers, but even the space opened up by the Nascent Soul Giant for a short time.

A strong sense of drowning and suffocation welled up in my heart.

For the Nascent Soul giant, something impossible happened.

His body fell into weak water and completely lost control.

"Yuanying, escape!"

Nascent Soul transformed into a radiant streamer and escaped from the body.

But the moment it touched the weak water, it also sank to the bottom.

The Ancestral Witch of Water shook his arm, and the python would dive into the weak water and chew up the giant Nascent Soul's body and swallow it into his stomach.

Then the Nascent Soul that sank to the bottom was rolled up and wrapped around Zuwu's arm again.

The Ancestral Witch of Water calmly grabbed the small and exquisite Nascent Soul.

Then his three thousand weak water swept Lian Yue and the entire Mingyue Valley again.

But basically everything that meets Lu Yuan's standards is swept away.

Before leaving, the Ancestor of Water Wu turned and took a look at Wang Teng.

It just so happened that Wang Teng was also staring at Zu Wu dumbfounded.

The Ancestor of Water, Wu Bing glanced at it plainly, and then left.

Wang Teng's body was soaked in rain and sweat.

The sense of oppression brought by the Ancestor of Water is unprecedented in 2.7!

He is different from any experimental body seen before.

Even the overhaul of the Nascent Soul Realm is not a threat in his eyes.

When he raised his hand, a giant Nascent Soul was drowned in the water.

How shocking this is!

Wang Teng couldn't imagine how Lu Yuan could forge such a powerful creature.

All he knows is that boss Lu Yuan must be stronger than before!

Wang Teng panted heavily, watching the figure of the ancestor of the water witch disappear.

With the departure of the ancestor witch of water.

The curtain of rain came to an abrupt end as if out of touch.

Huanghuang Tianwei also quietly dissipated at that moment.

The hearts of the other group members in the live broadcast room were beating wildly.

After all, what they brought in was Wang Teng's perspective.

The glimpse of the Ancestral Witch of Water leaving everyone choked up.

Powerful that can't be resisted through the screen!.