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Chapter 1952 Sobering Up(1/2)

"stop!"

The sound of drinking sounded, stopped Xu Wu.

Xu Wu's mouth rose, looking at it.

But before meeting, he was a disciple of a medium -sized gate.

These disciples were very fast, and Xu Wu surrounded Xu Wu in a blink of an eye.

"Are you a disciple of Too God Temple? Take a trip to us." The head of the person lowered his voice and said coldly.

"Who are you?" Xu Wu asked without panic, but asked with a smile.

"Don't care who we are, let's go with us immediately, otherwise don't blame us to be polite!" The voice fell to the ground, and when they came left and right, they had to hold Xu Wu and left.

But just when they were about to move towards Xu Wu ...

Oh! Well!

The abnormal noise came.

Later, the splash of blood and minced meat.

These people were shocked and looked at them, but saw the two people who intended to walk away from Xu Wu somehow. Some of them were all worn by a vigorous and horrible big hand.

The two trembled together, and they lost their consciousness and died on the spot.

"What?"

The crowd was startled and looked around.

But look at the ripples in the void around the void.

Later, the souls wearing gray -black robes came out of the void.

"You are ..."

Those disciples still want to speak.

!! Well! Well! Well ...

Several space air blades flew over and directly penetrated the heads of these people.

In the blink of an eye, these disciples' bodies were directly cut into fragments by space blades, and they died straight!

The broken flesh fell down from the air and turned directly into a blood rain.

The scene is extremely bloody, ... ...

Faced with such a terrible scene, Xu Wu seemed particularly calm, without a little panic.

"Why did you come out?" A young man stepped forward and stared at Xu Wu coldly.

It turns out that these people have a group with Xu Wu.

"It's almost the same." Xu Wu laughed: "Qi Wushuang decided to make a shot, now I am going to send him a letter."

"What about it?" The man asked coldly.

Xu Wu pulled out the letter of Wushuang in his arms and handed it over.

The man took it up, and said a moment later: "You take a trip to inform these people.

"Do you take it?" Xu Wu asked carefully.

"This is an unexpected harvest. If the fish enters the net, there is no problem that cannot be taken."

The man waved his hand, then took a few steps, and his body was hidden in the void.

Xu Wu smiled slightly, turned around with an envelope.

...

...

Outside the soulwood.

The French formation gradually stopped running.

The lively and extraordinary dignitaries have become deserted now.

Bai Ye was sitting alone in the hall, meditation focusing on.

Just yesterday, he had completely absorbed the last point of the soul -martial arts field.

The soul martial arts field is completely abolished.

The agencies in it will no longer operate, and all the statues have lost their effects, and they have become real decorations.

Now ... casually walking into it, I will definitely know everything in it.

However, the soul Wusang has been controlled by Bai Ye, how would he let those disciples enter the soul martial arts?

As long as this secret will be kept for another year or two, even if the people in the gods of Shentian are discovered, it has nothing to do with him.

"Waiting for God's power to be completely digested, and go to a few laps again. If you can fully understand all the exercises in the forbidden area, there is no need to continue to stay in this god of the gods." Bai Ye thought about it.

But he is somewhat regrettable.

After all, whether it is the ancient library or the banned land, it seems that there is no technique that he wants to return to life. The recovery method of people is only traceable at the moment, and the power of time cannot be used for people with too long death.

Bai Ye sighed fiercely, and the man shook his head silently.

After about two hours, it was probably a bit of absorption of divine power absorption. Bai Ye took out Ye Yaojian out, and the person closed his eyes alone.

But at this moment ...

Oh!

Oh!

...

A slight footsteps came out of the stairs.

Bai Ye froze slightly, looking out of the door.

After a while he felt wrong.

This footsteps ... not came from outside the door, but from ... upstairs?

He suddenly took his head and stared at the stairs.

What's going on?

Where is the footsteps of footsteps?

Isn't there anyone who did not come down before?

This is impossible. Who will stay upstairs for so long? Is it possible to be slaughtered by the Eagle September?

Bai Ye is particularly confused, but his eyes are cold.

Somehow, he always has an unknown hunch.

The footsteps are very slow, and a little messy, and it gradually becomes clear.

I don't know how long it has been, the footsteps stopped.

In Bai Ye's sight, a sloppy figure also appeared.

It was a middle -aged man with a messy hair.

The man was full of alcohol, his eyes were dim, and his body was blood stains. It seemed like a person who had just escaped from the battlefield.

At this moment, he was standing at the entrance of the stairs, holding the handrail, looking at Bai Ye indifferently.

This person ... is the eagle September!

Bai Ye's eyes condensed, his heart was shocked, and he was surprised ...

Eagle in September ... actually woke up?

What is going on?

That eagle that was drunk every day like mud, September ... actually woke up?

"Who are you?"

I do n’t know how long it ’s a long time, the Eagle opened in September.

The voices are hoarse.

"Disciple Bai Ye, see Elder Eagle." Bai Ye arched his hands.

"Disciple ... Bai Ye?" Eagle made a wine bun in September. Although his mouth was full of alcohol, his consciousness was still sober.

He looked at the Soul Wutang, and then said deeply: "Which hall is you from, what about my disciples?"

"I am a disciple of the soulworm." Bai Ye faded.

"you?"

Eagle stared at Bai Ye for a while, and then hummed: "Mixing the accounts, the existence of a true martial arts realm, and dare to live in the soulwood disciple! Do you don’t know who is in charge of the soul Wutang?
To be continued...
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