With a gloomy face, Wang Tuojiang stepped back with Wang Yizhu, who was crying in pain. He took out a few medicine bottles and hurriedly poured the elixir to regenerate his limbs and restore the essence and blood breath into Wang Yizhu's mouth. From time to time, he raised his head and glanced at Youhu.
While he was horrified by Youquan's beauty, he was also full of fear of Youquan's ruthless attacks.
Not to mention anything else, the seventeen Canghai Mingyue Pearls suddenly appeared in front of Wang Yizhu as if teleporting, seriously injuring Wang Yizhu. He saw the whole process, but he just couldn't see clearly the flight path of the seventeen orbs.
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The Canghai Moon Pearl is a rare treasure that is beyond the scope of Wang Tuojiang's understanding. And this kind of extraordinary treasure is rarely kept by the major families in Xiaoyao Mountain.
The origin of Youquan may be much more complicated than he and Wang Lingxu imagined. Complex backgrounds often mean huge troubles. The Palace of the Holy Emperor Zhentian, who is preparing to sprint with all his strength to complete the mission of returning to the clan, may not be someone he should provoke.
Such trouble.
Wang Lingchi didn't even look at Wang Yizhu.
Wang Yizhu was wearing a long robe unique to the concubines of the Holy Prince's Mansion, so he knew that Wang Yizhu was one of his own. But he had no impression of Wang Yizhu at all. There were tens of thousands of concubines from the Holy Prince's Mansion. How could Wang Lingcuo, who was so aloof, be in the mood to care about their life and death?
If it weren't for the powerful power of the evil flying sword driven by Wang Yizhu, which aroused Wang Ling's suspicion, he would never have let Wang Tuojiang waste the precious elixir on Wang Yizhu.
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If the direct descendants of the Zhentian Holy King's Mansion could master the evil flying swords that would emit baby cries and make people dozens of miles below the Golden Fairyland faint, Wang Lingchi would be able to master them
I believe they can become the real masters of Xiaoyaoji!
His eyelids were drooping, and his heart was full of murderous intentions towards Wang Yizhu, an unscrupulous descendant. He didn't know where he learned a set of secret techniques for refining powerful magic weapons, but he didn't dedicate them to the family. Instead, he secretly sacrificed them in private.
Refined. Wang Lingxi made up his mind. Once he tortured Wang Yizhu out of Wang Yizhu's mouth about the secret method of refining the flying sword, he would kill Wang Yizhu himself.
Children who are not loyal to the family, especially to the main line of the family represented by Wang Lingchun, have no meaning in living.
The angry Wang Lingqi glanced around and saw Youquan. Then his body froze slightly. All his mind was attracted by Youquan.
In Wang Lingqi's long life, he was fond of women and had countless women, all kinds of women. But he had never seen such a beautiful girl with such a mysterious temperament, such otherworldly and spotless.
He seemed to see a mysterious and unpredictable river, boundless, as level as a mirror, with heartbreaking blood-colored petals, slowly crossing the water. Wang Lingchi had already squeezed most of his body into the Taoist realm. He
He has a unique understanding of the way of heaven.
In Youquan, he felt an aura that made his body and soul extremely peaceful.
The treasures of heaven and earth! Wang Lingxi immediately made a judgment that Youquan may not be a human being, but the incarnation of the treasures of heaven and earth condensed by the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. Such a girl is really extremely precious. Such a girl can only belong to him
Wang Ling is dying!
Yin Xuege was extremely hot. He was panting and sweating profusely all over his body.
The eye sockets are a little hot. Looking through the eyelids, everything is a little red.
He had just wielded the giant ram's horn ax tens of thousands of times in succession. The heavy golden immortal weapon consumed a lot of his physical strength. After all, he was only an eighth-grade true immortal. Although his power far exceeded his cultivation level, tens of thousands of times
Chopping with all his strength brought him to his limit.
'Huchihuchi' panting, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth continuously pouring into the body, and the drop of Dao essence and blood in the belly exudes surging power. In just a few breaths, Yin Xuuge's exhausted physical strength has been completely restored.
The profound meaning of heaven contained in the essence and blood of the great avenue turned into countless streams of light, which were constantly imprinted on every part of Yin Xuege's body.
This is the essence and blood of the Great Dao condensed by a saint who practices Qingmu Kung Fu. The integration of each stream of light greatly increases Yin Xuuge's body recovery. It makes his life energy more intense. His strength is even stronger.
It is with the integration of the essence and blood of the great avenue that it continues to improve and improve.
There was a 'click' sound, and all the muscles, bones, and flesh trembled violently. The pores all over Yin Xuuge's body closed at the same time, and a layer of moist golden light lingered on the surface of his body. His body had undergone earth-shaking changes, and those who had once been the spiritual energy of heaven and earth
The pore orifice at the exit seems to have turned into a flawless pure gold orb with no gaps.
The power finally reached the so-called Golden Fairyland in the Holy Spirit Realm.
Slowly moving his hands and feet, Yin Xuege took a step forward and stood in front of Wang Lingchun, blocking his greedy gaze towards Youquan.
"Old guy, that girl is mine. If you look at her one more time, I'll gouge out your eyes."
Yin Xuuge smiled politely at Wang Ling. His tone was very polite, but his words had a strong smell of blood.
"I have taken a liking to this girl. She will be my treasure." Wang Lingxi waved his hand disapprovingly and said calmly: "Someone will come and kill him."
The sound of low footsteps came from afar, and a strong man about two feet tall, unusually burly, and wearing heavy armor slowly walked over. The armor on this strong man was obviously a specially made perverted thing.
The armor is extremely thick, and the thinnest part of the armor is three inches thick.
A large number of star patterns are engraved on the surface of the black armor, with dots of starlight lingering around. On the chest is a mighty basalt pattern. The shape of the basalt is thick and simple, giving this armor an air of indestructibility.
The big man's left hand held a huge shield that was two feet high, six feet wide, and three feet thick. In his right hand, he held a giant mace that was one foot and five feet long and as thick as an ordinary person's waist.
The big man with a rough face and muscles on his face squirming like earthworms slowly walked over step by step. Wherever he passed, the streets were trembling faintly. His footsteps were like thunder, shaking the surrounding houses.
The tiles clattered loudly.
"Hao Tu, is it your turn to be on duty in front of the door today?" Wang Ling glanced at the big man in surprise, and shook his head indifferently: "That's all, kill the chicken with a bull's knife, kill this kid, and take the girl in black back.
that is."
With a sneer, Wang Lingchi completely lost interest in watching the battle.
The strange phenomenon on Yin Xuuge's body just now was that his cultivation had broken through to the Golden Immortal Realm. So what? Yin Xuege exuded mana fluctuations. He was only an eighth-grade true immortal, and his cultivation had reached the Golden Immortal Realm. This was because he had taken the medicine
Some weird genius treasure, right?
Hao Tu is one of the eight inner guard leaders of Zhentian Sheng Palace. He entered the Golden Immortal realm thousands of years ago, and he also practiced the body-building technique "Tongtian Kui Niu Shattering Heaven Sutra". This is a fallen figure.
The body-building skills left by the Golden Immortal of the Holy Spirit Realm, and the various fighting magical powers are so powerful that even Wang Lingchi is envious.
In addition, Zhentian Holy King's Mansion spent countless resources to build Hao Tu's body, and finally followed the path of some immortals in the Holy Spirit Realm. A set of armor and weapons of the middle-grade golden immortal weapon level cast with heavy gold can kill Yin.
Snow singing is just a simple and ordinary thing.
All Wang Lingchi had to do was wait in the bedroom of the Holy King's Mansion, wash himself off and lie on the bed, waiting for the girl he liked to be delivered to his door.
With a disdainful smile, Wang Ling turned into a breeze and escaped back to the Holy King's Mansion.
Haotu strode up to Yin Xuege, stared at Yin Xuege with his eyes wide open, and sneered repeatedly: "Boy, commit suicide, it will be a waste of energy for Uncle Haotu to live."
Shaking his head, his neck made a crackling sound. Yin Xuuge tightened his grip on the giant axe, laughed "haha" and struck Haotu with the axe. What kind of people are these? Self
Feeling so good? Let yourself commit suicide? Do you have the qualifications?
Hao Tu snorted coldly, cursed secretly, "I don't know how to lift", lazily raised the heavy shield in his left hand, and gently faced the giant axe.
The giant ax roared in, and in the blink of an eye, three thousand axes struck down in succession. The heavy shield in Hao Tu's hand was also strange. The giant ax fell, and countless sparks were clearly splashed, but there was no sound at all.
They were all absorbed by the dark shield surface.
After Yin Xuuge struck three thousand axes in a row, his wrists were sore and numb from the repulsive force of the giant shield. He stepped back, shook his wrists, and laughed loudly: "Your turtle shell is quite strong.
Hey, eat my three thousand axes again!"
Before he finished speaking, Hao Tu dropped his heavy shield, and the mace in his right hand was like a turning monster python, bringing an evil wind and smashing it down towards Yin Xuuge.
As soon as the mace was moved, the surrounding ground began to boil. Countless earth-yellow smoke boiled up and turned into circles of yellow halo visible to the naked eye, which quickly enveloped Yin Xuege's body. Each halo looked like a big mountain.
Heavy and dense, there were at least a thousand apertures surrounding him.
Yin Xuege felt his body sink. The halo of rustic energy not only made it difficult for him to walk, but also slowed down the operation of his magic power.
Watching the mace hit him, Yin Xuege couldn't even move his fingers. He roared angrily, opened his eyes fiercely, and a violent heat flew out of Dao Dao's essence and blood, all of which was injected into his sleeves.
The salvation of the ten directions hidden within.
A wisp of dark golden light flew out of the sleeves, and Shifang Chaodu brought out a sound of nature and hit the mace hard.
Hao Tu exclaimed, and his huge eyes were even wider than usual. Shifang Chaodu is a magical weapon made by the fusion of part of the body and branches of several Taoist ancestors, Hao Tu's mace
Compared with Shifang Chaodu, there is a huge difference in material.
The mace shattered, Hao Tu's right hand was grazed by Shifang Chaodu, and three fingers were smashed to pieces.
"What the hell is this?" Hao Tu hissed in pain, and all the yellow aura around Yin Xuuge dissipated at the same time. He grabbed Shifang Chaodu and stuffed it back into his sleeve, then kicked Hao Tu in the face.
The loud sound of "Dang Dang" shook people's eardrums and caused severe pain. Hao Tu was kicked and his footing was unstable. His huge body fell backwards. He hit the wall of the Holy King's Mansion with his head, smashing a large section of the wall to pieces.
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Wang Ling, who had just entered the Holy King's Mansion, turned around in disbelief and subconsciously cursed "trash".