Around the space solidification, there are talisman secret lines emerge, east from the green wave, a bright green fingerprint swept out, close at hand, directly fell on the middle-aged eyebrow.

"Hiss..."

Middle age has defense, but at the moment, under that glittering and shining fingerprint, defense doesn't play any role at all.

Fingerprints sweep into the brow, devour vitality and destroy everything!

In a flash, middle-aged hair is white, skin is dry, like blood gas is sucked dry, vitality is swallowed.

Then his body began to shrink and shrivel, and finally fell directly in the air, turning into a dead body and falling to the ground.

All this is too fast for the ancestors of the big round to stop it.

At this moment, around many strong, began to move completely.

Many strong people know the cultivation strength of that middle-aged person, but since it is so easy, she will be killed by that beautiful woman.

The young woman of that year was so strong and so terrible.

Just for today's time, the appearance of several terrible young people in the grand round of teaching is enough to frighten people.

"The strength is much stronger, it seems to be the same road, but some are different."

Du Shaofu has been paying close attention to it. He is also a little surprised to see Dongli Qingqing's cultivation strength at the moment.

However, he was not as talented as Du Qingzi.

"Young man, who are you? If you want to kill me, you have to pay the price. Tell me, who are your elders? "

Among the Dalan religions, the master of Ming Xu Yu, who had fought with Chang chalao of kalouye, was the most powerful one among the extremely old ancestors of Dalan religion.

At the moment, the double pupils of the master of the empty realm of Ming Dynasty are shining. Today's chalky Lunjiao has been in enough trouble. For such a young woman, she must be extraordinary.

So Mingxu didn't want to make a strong enemy again, otherwise, how could he have such a temper and would have started his work long ago.

"The domestic slaves dare to be presumptuous. You can get along with your cultivation. Don't let me abolish you!"

Dongli Qingqing drink scold, the voice is clear, such as this world's noble spirit, no one can infringe.

Mingxu changed color. He was the ancestor of the big round religion. He was a strong man. In front of the big forces in Kyushu, the little girl didn't even pay attention to him. This made him not only unable to stand down, but also became angry in his heart.

"Do you want to fail me? Do you think your cultivation is strong enough? Do you think the big round religion belongs to you? Has no one told you that you are just a domestic slave? Disrespect to the Lord is a great crime, which can be punished! "

Dongli Qingqing mouth, is very strong, beautiful eyes pan moving, there is an indescribable domineering atmosphere.

Du Shaofu's eyes moved and he felt the change of Dongli Qingqing. He was more aggressive and powerful than before.

"She is so domineering."

Ye Zijin opened his mouth and looked at the beautiful woman who was almost as big as her. Her arrogance and strength made her feel frightened and envied.

Mingxu is completely angry, and his eyes are shining, as if he is ready to make a move at any time.

He is one of the ancestors of the big round religion. Once he goes out, the whole Kyushu will change color, which is enough to make the whole Kyushu tremble with a stomp, and he has lived a long time.

But Mingxu did not think of it. Today, a little girl, however, did not put him in his eyes and regarded him as a slave.

"Little girl, no matter where you come from or who is behind you, you will be crushed first today!"

Mingxu finally made a move and couldn't bear it any longer. If he didn't do it today, how could he have the face to stand on Kyushu.

"Boom

With the fall of Ming Xu's voice, the talisman's secret pattern is condensed into a divine light, which penetrates the space.

"Hiss..."

It is like a rainbow of practice, with a kind of boundless haze. It is incomparable and powerful, and it can crush the heaven and earth. Even those who are engaged in the cultivation of the territory will not have any resistance at all. This kind of breath may even surpass that of Da Yu.

The terrifying energy pierced through the space, with incomparable potential, and instantly swept to the east away from Qingqing.

That terrible breath made Du Shaofu feel helpless for Dongli Qingqing.

However, Du Shaofu was also speculating that Dongli Qingqing was so strong that he should also rely on a lot of support.

"Hiss!"

At this time, a figure appeared quietly in front of the body of the east away from Qingqing, waving rapidly, with light waves on his body.

"Hula..."

At the moment, the lightning like energy competition was frozen in front of the figure, as if the surrounding space had been sealed and solidified. Then the terrible energy competition disappeared in its own life.

"The domestic slaves dare to be reckless with their masters. It seems that the Dalan Lama does not know its own identity!"

At the same time, the figure raised his hand and slapped him directly."Boom

With this slap in the face, the whole big round religion is shaking, as if there is something melting into space.

Then the light was dazzling. Among the electric lights and flints released by the brilliant and blazing runes, a palm handprint suddenly appeared on the bright and empty face.

"Pa!"

The crisp clapping sound spread like thunder. Under the daze of the public attention, a mouthful of blood in Mingxu's mouth was spit out with an old tooth, and his body was shot backward directly, all kinds of falling into a mess of ground.

Mingxu, the ancestor of the Dalan cult, has just been defeated by the strong one of the golden winged mires, but he is also a fearsome figure who can fight against the strong one of the golden winged mires!

But at the moment, Mingxu, the Grandmaster of the grand wheel cult, was slapped down.

The appearance of this scene in front of me, the eyes around me were numb, and I was trembling with difficulty in breathing, which was incredible.

At the moment, even the four long chalaoye and the fifth changchalou Yuantu are picking their eyebrows slightly. The strength of the old woman has attracted their attention.

One after another of the eyes, suddenly fell to the figure of the hand.

Under the eyes of thousands of people, the one who appears beside Qingqing in Dongli is a tottering old woman. She is very old, but her eyes are so deep that people dare not look directly at her.

"It's her!"

Du Shaofu's eyes turned to Du Shaofu. Naturally, Du Shaofu knew the old woman. She was Qingqing's master in Dongli. The first time she met was in the wild animal mountains, and then she had contact with each other.

But Du Shaofu had never expected that the strength of the old woman was so terrible.

The strong man of the Dalan sect was silent and looked at the old woman. The old woman was photographed with a slap. How terrible the old woman was.

East from the red Huang looked at the sky, the spirit of gorgeous eyes, at the moment in the fierce twitch.

"Poo Hoo..."

Mingxu snatched out from the ruins. He was in great distress. His mouth was covered with blood. There was a bright red palm print on his face.

Mingxu's whole face is swollen. To a practitioner of his level, how strong his body is, but now he has been beaten and swollen by a slap. The blood spat and the old teeth fall off, which proves that the slap is absolutely not simple.

However, the old woman did not pay attention to the brightness and emptiness of the ground, nor to the many strong men of the big wheel religion. Instead, she looked at the sky in the sky and said softly, "what do you want to do? The other side only has to fight for life and death. It has already finished fighting and has not appeared yet?"

"It's finished. It seems that the fight is almost finished below."

In the sky above the clouds, the voice of the three long chalky old of the golden winged Dapeng bird family came from the sky. The golden light poured down and covered the sky. The breath was domineering, which made the monsters inside and outside of the Dalan cult tremble, and the strong ones softened. The figure then appeared in the air.

"Have they finished the first World War?"

Some people say that they want to know the result, but they don't know who is the strongest among the big Lunjiao and the strong one of the golden winged mires.

Du Shaofu had just looked at sanchangchalao, and his voice came to his ears and said, "the man of the Dalan sect is not weak. He can compete with me. He has many means and treasures. However, if I try my best, I can't kill him. At least I can make him pay a huge price. The most important thing is to get the old woman in front of me. I have already felt it Because of her breath, she didn't do it again with the one of the Dalan Lama, so that she would not be taken advantage of by others. You can act according to the circumstances. If you have me here, you need not be afraid of everything! "

"Hula..."

As the voice of the three long chalkiness fell in Du Shaofu's ears, the golden light converged. Then, a divine light fluctuated in the sky, and a huge figure of the ancient ancestor of the great Lunjiao appeared.

The huge figure, with the terrible pressure of crushing the sky, slowly converged and finally turned into an old man.

The old man looks like an old man, but he has a crane hair and a childlike face. His eyes open and close, and there is a divine light shining like an obscene day, which is very powerful.

At this moment, the old woman, the golden winged Dapeng clan, is the ancient ancestor of the Dalan cult. These three people are suspended in the air, and they are frozen and oppressed in the round world, which makes people's body soften involuntarily.

The ancient ancestor of the Dalan cult showed up and saw Mingxu, who had been slapped by the old woman, and his face turned dark. He looked at the old woman and Dongli Qingqing. He seemed to feel something. His face changed a little, but he didn't show it and left no trace. He asked the old woman, "who are you? Who are you? You've hurt my children of the Dalan cult?"

in the end, he asked the old woman "What I said just now, don't you think you can't hear it? Is the big round religion going to rebel?"

Dongli Qingqing walked out and looked directly at the ancestors of the Dalan cult. Facing those powerful people, he was still sharp and strong, fearless and even extremely aggressive, just like the emperor in the face of his own servants.

The old man's eyes flickered. He was the oldest ancestor of the Dalan sect. Naturally, he knew all the things that had just happened below.

some things, the whole big round of teaching, now no more than three people know that he is really one of them, and even those things, he is just like simultaneous interpreting, never really contact.

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