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Chapter three hundred and ninety first demon girl rampage

"Don't believe the words of the demon girl. She wants to divide the Martial Palace and the Holy Sect and defeat us one by one. " Feng Lan said.

No one knows how many real demons have come to the oasis. Although the four masters of the Martial Palace have suspicions, they have not spoken out and can only temporarily cooperate with the Holy Sect to face the enemy together.

Xiao Bofu said: "I absolutely trust Lin Ke's character."

"Brother Lin Ke will not cooperate with your Demon Alliance. Qing Lingxiu, don't waste your efforts. It's useless to talk more. Take her down first."

Feng Xiaoqian was very decisive, raising the jade sword above his head and releasing the vitality of the sky.

From the tip of the sword, dozens of purple thunder and lightning flew out, and the lightning condensed into a sword energy, and it was slashed out.

Wherever the sword energy passed, the rocks shattered.

Coming to the Ala Ming Mountain realm, the cultivation of all the warriors is rapidly improving. Feng Xiaoqian, who has the nine-aperture dantian, is practicing faster and has reached the peak of the 16th level of the "Great Martial Sutra".

Qing Lingxiu let out a clear laughter like a stream. She waved her sleeves, and ripples appeared on her thin sleeves, scattering the sword energy condensed by thunder and lightning.

"Miss Feng Er, don't trust your brother Lin Ke too much. As long as he is a man, how many of them don't like little witches like Nujia? Lin Ke, why don't you say a word? Have you forgotten that you will destroy the Natural Selection Institute?"

On that day, how affectionately did you hold me in your arms? That mirror image has always been preserved on the original mirror, and I often miss you in the mirror."

The green and beautiful jade hands are like white snow, taking out the original mirror and holding it in the soft palm.

"Shameless."

Feng Xiaoqian rushed out of the cocoon of vitality light held up by Luo Qian. A sharp cold light emerged from his beautiful eyes. He swung his sword again and displayed the Mahayana Master Technique, Yuan Mi Yi Sword.

The jade sword moved in the air, making a rustling sound and forming fine streaks of electric light.

"careful."

Lin Ke knew in his heart that Feng Xiaoqian was no match for Qing Lingxiu, so he immediately chased out the light cocoon, controlled a flying knife, and attacked from the air.

The speed of the flying knife exceeded Feng Xiaoqian's sword energy.

Even though she was jointly attacked by the two, Qing Lingxiu still had a leisurely look, showing a look of resentment and annoyance, as if she wanted to keep Lin Ke and Feng Xiaoqian in mind.

"Owner."

Yuan Ce rushed over, struck out with his palm, and collided with the flying knife.

It should be noted that Yuan Ce's cultivation has already reached the realm of true and false.

His palm exploded with all his strength, the force of the palm was strong and magnificent, and the vitality was condensed like the water of a giant river. It shook the flying knives away with overwhelming power.

The strength of the palm was even more pressing back.

Feng Xiaoqian only felt that she was like a lonely boat in the vast sea. In front of her eyes was a huge wave that was about to tear her into pieces. With her cultivation in the life master realm, she could not face a strong man in the true and virtual realm.

His palm strength is like an ant looking up at a lion or elephant.

At this critical moment, Lin Ke rushed to her.

The weapon marks on the two bronze gloves had already been fully activated. He stood with his legs in a forward and backward lunge, made fists with both hands, and punched hard.

"Boom."

The moment his fists struck out, there was a deafening sound of wind and thunder.

The palm force and fist wind collided, detonating the air, and the space inside the tower became like boiling water.

Lin Ke's white hair is flying, and his figure is as steady as a mountain.

Yuan Ce's body swayed slightly, a red blood flow appeared on his face, and his eyes showed an incredible light, saying: "You can actually withstand my full-strength palm."

"Today is different from the past. People will always make progress." Lin Ke said.

In the past, in Yuan Ce's eyes, Lin Ke was like an ant who could be killed easily.

Only a short time had passed, but he was actually so strong that he could go head-to-head with a strong person in the Zhenxu Realm. Even though he didn't use Zhenren's method or elemental weapon in that palm strike just now, it was definitely not something that a warrior who had just entered the Zhenxu Realm could withstand.

"No wonder Master and Miss Hongchen value him so much." Yuan Ce was quite jealous of Lin Ke, his eyes full of hostility.

"Master Lin Ke is our friend of the Wuyou Immortal Spiritual Path. Yuan Ce, please retreat quickly or you will hurt him." A charming voice with a faint smile sounded in the tower.

Tsing Yi and white harp, red and jade pipa.

The two immortals, Feng Chen, were like two beautiful and moving green and red ghosts, flying in and landing on the left and right sides of Qing Lingxiu. Feng Qing held a konghou, while Hong Chen held a pipa. One was unparalleled in beauty, and the other was elegant and sad.

Immediately afterwards, ten more real practitioners of the Wuyou Immortal Spiritual Path arrived. They stood in a row, each holding an elemental sword, and the energy emanating from their bodies actually merged together.

The warriors of the Holy Sect and the Martial Palace all felt the pressure doubled.

The number of masters of the Wuyou Immortal Spiritual Path far exceeded their expectations.

Qing Lingxiu stared at Xiao Zhen and said: "We, the Wuyou Immortal Spirit Path, are looking for opportunities to become legendary and do not want to go on a killing spree. Otherwise, the Martial Palace stronghold and the Holy Sect stronghold will be littered with corpses. Xiao Zhen, you understand what I mean.

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"What's the meaning?"

Xiao Zhen's eyes were ferocious, but there was no fear on his face, but he was eager to try.

In Xuanjing Sect, Xiao Zhen was defeated miserably at the hands of the two immortals Fengchen. Ever since he cultivated to the True Void Realm, he has never wanted to seek revenge from them.

Qing Lingxiu said: "Since you want to pretend to be confused, let me explain it a little more clearly. How can we get to the bodhi tree? Is it related to this broken tower?"

"You ask me, how do I know?" Xiao Zhen sneered.

Feng Qing said: "Xiao Nanting must have been under the bodhi tree. How could you, the Xiao family, not know?"

Xiao Zhen stared at Luo Qian in the distance and said: "This group of witches from the Wuyou Immortal Spirit Path are so ignorant that they actually want to fight against the Martial Palace and the Holy Sect. How about we join forces to destroy them?"

Although Luo Qian always looked at Xiao Zhen and was unhappy, he also knew what was right and what was wrong, and said: "Our Holy Sect has never been merciless when dealing with Demon Alliance warriors."

Qing Lingxiu smiled softly, raised two jade fingers, gestured to Yuan Ce who was standing behind him, and said: "Since you claim to be a top formation master, it shouldn't be difficult to trap those people from the Holy Sect for a moment and a half, right?

?”

"Don't talk about trapping them, even if you kill them, what's the difficulty?"

Yuan Ce rushed out quickly and blasted forty real bone formations in succession, forming a circular formation that enveloped Luo Qian, Tian Chong, Feng Lan, and Xu Dayu.

"It's the Lieyang Heavenly Furnace Formation."

Lin Ke's expression changed, and he guessed Qing Lingxiu's strategy.

First, trap the warriors of the Holy Sect and concentrate on dealing with the four masters of the Martial Palace. As long as they can severely injure Xiao Zhen and kill Xiao Bofu, Fang Wenjie and Wang Ji before Luo Qian breaks the formation, then everything is a foregone conclusion.

The next one to be destroyed will be the Holy Sect.

The Blazing Sun Heavenly Furnace Formation originally trapped Lin Ke and Hong Chen. If not for the help of the Hundred Ghost Demonic Formation's internal and external cooperation to break the formation, the two of them would have died in the formation.

It has to be said that Yuan Ce's formation attainments are indeed very high.

Apart from Lin Ke, there is no other formation master in the Alaming Mountain realm who can compare with him.

Compared with him, Tian Chong and Wang Ji are far behind.

Lin Ke had just taken a step to stop Yuan Ce from setting up the formation, but Qing Lingxiu's soft voice sounded from behind: "Why, you only care about the safety of your brother and don't care about the life or death of Miss Feng Er?"

"not good."

Lin Ke secretly cursed himself for being careless, suddenly stopped and looked back.

I saw that Qing Lingxiu had restrained Feng Xiaoqian and held her in her arms. With a tap of her toes, the two breathtakingly beautiful women flew backwards like fairy butterflies and met Lin Ke.

Create distance.

Flying in the air, Qing Lingxiu stared at Lin Ke with smiling eyes, gently touched Feng Xiaoqian's cheek with her fingers, kissed her with red lips.


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