He said: "I didn't expect that a mere Bo Qing would let you, a group of southern Xinjiang families work together~"

Without saying anything, the Purple-robed Great Sage pulled his partner out of the door and let the road go.

The five major divine continents of the human race, each of which has the emperor's domination and the internal force structure is complex.

Among them, southern Xinjiang is the most contradictory.

Because the four major families in southern Xinjiang are all descendants of the emperor!

"snort."

The Butterfly Sword Martial Saint snorted coldly in his heart and glanced at the white and beardless Great Saint.

If you dare to stop her from taking Qinglang home, and wait for her magical skills to achieve great success, you will definitely seek justice!

...

Against the river.

The Great Sage of Snow Soul stood alone, with his hands behind his back.

He looked forward and looked deep at the figure of Hong Yuan, the sword body.

fear!

Great horror!

Such qualifications and talents really shocked the Snow Soul Great Saint.

The Great Sage Sage sighed in his heart: "No wonder the Emperor's son has such an idea. From my point of view, you Bo Qing are the most likely to be that mysterious dream power~"

Suddenly.

A strong wind blew, and the waves against the river surging, causing heavy sounds.

The Great Saint of Snow Soul felt something, and turned around and looked, his pupils suddenly contracted.

The Butterfly Sword Martial Saint and the three ancestors of the Ji clan have arrived!

This moment.

The Great Saint of Snow Soul's heart sank and quickly exchanged glances with the Great Saint who was hidden in every corner.

"Qinglang!"

"Qinglang!!"

The Butterfly Sword Martial Saint raised his hands and shouted at the name of Hongyuan's sword body on the shore.

The sound is melodious and crisp, like falling leaves passing through the wind, dripping, which is very nice.

Front.

Hong Yuan, who was exploring the Anti-River River, was planning to conquer the Anti-River River in the future and became the Lord of the Anti-River River, suddenly moved his heart and couldn't help but look back.

At this moment, Hong Yuan was in a trance.

As a loving person, Hong Yuan has always made the worst plans and used the greatest malice to persuade others to save himself.

He never thought that the Butterfly Sword Martial Saint would rescue him so urgently and worry so much about him.

"A despicable guy like me..."

"Are you really able to get a good marriage?"

Hong Yuan was a little silent.

He allowed the river to stir up shocking waves and washed down.

He had already completed the "Dream Robe of the Rise River" not long ago, and is now preparing for the advanced version of this magical power.

The advanced version not only uses the anti-flowing river as the main body, but also directly uses the complete secret world of heaven and earth as the main body.

Only such defense can be considered the strongest in the world!

However, with the arrival of the Butterfly Sword Martial Saint, Hong Yuan's heart suddenly became messy...

After a while.

Hong Yuan slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air, his eyes shining brightly, and thoughts:

"In this life, the sword body has always been Bo Qing~"

Crazy-

Hong Yuan relaxed his sense of self-awareness and allowed the river to rush him down.

With a smile on his face, he stared at the Butterfly Sword Martial Saint's eyes from afar, waved to the Butterfly Sword Martial Saint, and responded.

At the same time, Hong Yuan also noticed the three ancestors of the Ji clan.

Before, shortly after he became the seventh-level martial saint, he was invited to attend the birthday banquet of this Ji ancestor.

At that birthday party, the communication between each other was quite friendly!

A boom!

A carp rolled over, and Hongyuan pulled out of the river directly, and was agile.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! After breaking away from the anti-flow river, Hongyuan can calmly use immortal essence and magical powers.

A blue light ball flashed past Hong Yuan, and Hong Yuan was no longer as wet and embarrassed as before.

now.

The sword body Hong Yuan was long and thin, with a handsome face, and his eyes were as quiet as a deep pool.

He was wearing a green robe, standing with one hand, and exuding a calm and elegant aura. While walking, the clouds and winds were light, as if everything was in his heart.

It can be said to be a zhilan and jade tree, as outstanding as a sword immortal, and has a very good appearance!

"I have met my ancestors." Hong Yuan waved his sleeves and saluted the three ancestors of the Ji clan.

"No," the three ancestors of the Ji clan saw it, and their eyes lit up and immediately lifted Hong Yuan up.

The Butterfly Sword Martial Saint didn't say anything more at this time.

She looked at Hong Yuan with a burning gaze and gently grabbed Hong Yuan's clothes with her hands.

"Qinglang, let's go home." The Butterfly Sword Martial Saint said gently, and was about to take Hong Yuan away.

Just halfway through, the Snow Soul Great Saint took the lead and stepped out.

The Snow Soul Great Saint occupied the Avenue and blocked his way.

A terrifying aura emerged on the body of the Snow Soul Great Saint and spread out in all directions.

In an instant.

The clouds were covered with dark clouds, the thunder wandered, and the hurricane was furious, as if it was turning the earth!

"Have you made enough trouble?"

"The Heavenly Palace is not a place where you can come whenever you want, or you can go whenever you want."

"The golden book and jade stamp have not yet been revealed, and Bo Qing still cannot leave early."

"This is a matter of race, how can it be a joke?"

"Are you unwilling to give even a little sacrifice? This is too unreasonable!!"

The Snow Soul Great Saint scolded him loudly.

His face looked righteous, but his words were so righteous.

Under his mobilization, one great saint after another quietly came.

They all stood behind the Snow Soul Great Saint and stood up for the Snow Soul Great Saint.

There are four great saints, and this huge power is enough to destroy a large group of demons!

"You, you..."

The Butterfly Sword Martial Saint raised his eyebrows, and the angry voice that he had finally suppressed rose suddenly.

But this power is definitely not something that a seventh-level martial saint, like the Butterfly Sword Martial Saint, can withstand.

At this moment, Hong Yuan took a little step and immediately protected the Butterfly Sword Martial Saint behind him, resisting this power alone.

Compared to the anger in the heart of Butterfly Sword Martial Saint, Hong Yuan was actually very calm in the face of these changes.

It's really calm.

Hong Yuan had long understood that the essence of an organization is to help one group of people solve problems and make a living.

One group of people and another group of people, in the final analysis, are all people!

"hehe."

He looked straight at the Great Sage of Snow Soul, Hong Yuan sneered: "Sacrifice? Anyone can say this, but your Soul-killing lineage cannot say it!"

Bang--

In an instant, thunder broke out in the plain.

The face of the Snow Soul Great Saint suddenly became ferocious, like a Shura evil ghost.

The other great saints were also suddenly shocked.

No one knows that the struggle between the Soul-killing Demon Emperor and the Taiyin Saint is the eternal pain of the Soul-killing lineage, and it is the reason why they are always inferior to other emperors in the human race!

Bo Qing is just swearing and revealing his shortcomings!!
To be continued...