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Did you see my baby apprentice?

"What kind of monster plant is this!" Seeing the poisonous fog flowing towards him, no matter how he made a handprint or how he condensed his divine thoughts, it was useless. The ancestor of Mangshan couldn't help but swear.

"Ah..." The next moment, the ancestor of Mangshan was swept into the poisonous fog and let out a heart-wrenching scream.

Under the poisonous fog, the holy energy in his body quickly dissipated, and a torn pain came from his mind, as if his soul was torn in half. The only thing that is thankful is that the method of transforming the sky is ultimately

He personally used it, although it was backfired, it was not fatal. With the screams, the ancestor of Mangshan jumped and fled towards the valley. The poisonous fog behind him quickly disappeared.

Luo Enen, the fat white man, Ye Wuse and others were at their limit until now. Seeing the ancestor of Mangshan fled in panic, they felt relieved and fell to the ground at the same time.

Gu Fenghua knew that if the ancestor of Mangshan did not die for one day, Nanli Sect would not be at peace for one day. How could he escape? He forced his holy energy to chase him out.

However, in order to resist the poisonous method of transforming the sky, her holy energy has reached the verge of exhaustion. Although she is pursuing her with all her might, she is getting farther and farther away from the ancestor of Mangshan. The naughty is willing to help, but she just resisted the poisonous method of transforming the sky.

It obviously lost not far, and only chased after a few feet, then turned into a small white flower and fell to the ground.

Seeing that the ancestor of Mangshan was about to escape from the valley, Gu Fenghua felt unwilling to accept it, but he had no choice but to slash out with a sword like venting his anger. Unfortunately, the distance was too far, and this sword could not hurt him no matter how hard it was.

"I can't take my life today. One day, I will destroy you, Nanli Sect, all men, women, young and old, and chickens and dogs!" The ancestor of Mangshan, of course, heard the sound of swords from behind him, and knew that this sword was for him.

There is no threat, not only is he not afraid at all, but he also makes a harsh statement.

At this moment, a fat monk appeared at the entrance of the valley, blocking the way for the ancestor of Mangshan.

"Old man, do you see my precious disciple?" The fat monk asked while leaning his head in and looking in.

"Get out!" The ancestor of Mangshan was so stressed that he had no place to vent, so he subconsciously slapped him with a slap.

Of course, Wuji Holy Heaven is not short of strong people, but it is already difficult to cross the threshold of the Heavenly Saint, so it is not easy to enter the realm of the Emperor Saint. In fact, for many people in this world, Emperor

The holy, even the heavenly holy, is already a legendary existence, and it is not so easy to encounter, so he didn't take this fat monk seriously at all.

Unfortunately, this time, he was wrong again.

"Do you want to slap, dare to make ground on the Buddha's head!" The fat monk saw that he came up without any distinction and started to attack. He was furious and slapped his Zen stick out.

A golden holy bead also appeared on his forehead. Although the monk's face was covered with flesh and chest and his arms were exposed, he didn't look like a good person no matter how he looked, but with the set off the holy bead, he also had a bit of majesty of glaring at the Vajra.

Of course, the ancestor of Mangshan had no time to care about majesty or not at this time. He had regretted that his intestines were almost green. Emperor Saint, this fat monk was actually a strong man of the first-class Emperor Saint. When did the Emperor Saint realm be at

The strong man is so crazy, can he hit him accurately?

If he was not injured, with his second-level Emperor Saint cultivation, he would not have to be afraid of a first-level Emperor Saint. However, he has been injured for hundreds of years and is still in a state of injury. He originally only had the strength of the ninth-level Emperor Saint, and he just used it.

The Heaven-Changing Poison Technique was backfired again, and even the power of the Ninth-grade Tiansheng could not be used. How could he be able to defeat the powerful man in the Emperor Saint realm?


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