Chapter 283
Chapter 283
, Respected by Ten Thousand Tribes – Chapter 284
“Little friend, what exactly do you want, to be willing to let go of the Spiritual Race Daoist?”
Tieu Ngu River opened his mouth in a low voice.
He glanced at the corner of his eye and glanced at Hoang Hi, his mood was very serious.
If they knew that Li Xun was around early, there was such a strong power, they would not go over to deal with Li Xun casually, even if they had to deal with it.
Nor will he rely solely on two Saints. Very good now.
Ly Tuan not only has No Damage hair, next to him, the most respected saint is also suppressed, like LinhTherefore, the Saint Race is still lost, so the entire Spirit Race will have to completely damage the severe Origin Qi.
Although the Spirit Race is strong, there are not many Saints. Each and every one is precious.
“Easy to say.”
Li Xun smiled warmly, he frankly said: “I heard that in the middle of the Xiao tribe, there is a Emperor Kinh, I wonder if you can show me a little?”
Emperor Kinh.
It is the most famous invention of the Great Emperor.
Value is immeasurable, if one owns a set of words of the Emperor, in the future, whether it is self-cultivation or investment, you can get unimaginable good things.
“Definitely not possible!”
Tieu Ngu River said without a moment’s hesitation.
In the Xiao Clan, from the Ancient Era, until the present, there are nearly 623 close to the first Emperor Great Emperor, that is a set of Emperor Scriptures, which is what they hide.
Don’t talk to outsiders.
It is within the Xiao Clan, not every individual, has the qualifications to practice the Emperor Sutra. Most cultivators are either Saint Grade Gong or Heaven Grade Gong.
“That’s not talking.”
Li Tuan arbitrarily said.
The other party’s answer, as he expected, was just a little probing. Anyway.
Being suppressed is only the Spirit Race of the Saints, not the Saints, even if the Tieu Ngu river is suppressed, it is estimated that the Xiao tribe will not take the Emperor Kinh to exchange.
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The Holy Spirit Tribe opened her mouth.
He has cultivated up to now, and has never been so struggling like today, especially falling into the hands of a junior, which is simply extremely humiliating for him.ha.
“It doesn’t mean it, with the protection of the Holy King, it is difficult to say what the future will be, but now it is really a high pillow to not worry about.”
Li Xun smiled and opened his mouth.
As soon as these words came out, the Saints of the Spirit Race almost spat out a mouthful of old blood.
“Huangxi, kill ah.”
Li Tuan waved his sleeve and casually said.
“To be!”
Huang Xi did this once, without any hesitation, just dropped a little, used the power of Heaven and Earth to penetrate, and fell into the eyes of the Holy People of the Spirit Race, puffed, and trembled in the void.
Everything seems to be frozen by this ancient power.
The Spirit Race Saint did not say a word, his pupils widened, in his forehead, there were a lot of blood holes, terrible energy, instantly destroying his brain.
In the mind of the gods, depending on the smell of the air, they will die together.
“Not. . .”
Far away.
The Spiritual Race patriarch shouted loudly, illusory divine soul, flew up, crossed a distance of hundreds of miles, and wanted to block this blow, but it could do nothing at all.
He is only the cultivation base of the Divine Palace, not even the Saint, how can he prevent the Holy King from taking action?
“Phew phew!”
The body of the Spiritual Race Saint, powerlessly fell to the ground, made a small sound, this sound, making everyone’s heart flutter, followed by a little shock.
This is the most holy man!
Just leave me like that.
The saints are all dead, what can these powerhouses of the Divine Palace Realm be in the eyes of Li Xun?
“Li Xun!”
The spirit of the patriarch of the Spiritual Race stopped in midair, a pair of incomparable crimson eyes, although his body was illusory, but the murderous aura around his body was almost condensed into reality.
It’s like being the one who returned from the Nine You to the Demon King and needed to bite others.
He struggled to eliminate two words from his mouth, containing boundlessn resentful colors, coldly continued to open his mouth: “You kill my clan’s saint, from this day on, the Spirit Race and you will not stop dying!”
“Finally, there will come a day, behind your back Xuanyang Holy Land, knowing that together with you, ten thousand eons of disobedience!”
“Daoist . . . . ”
A strong man from the Golden Crow Clan hurriedly opened his mouth, his face full of panic. All this time.
Where did you come up with this courage, dare to threaten Ly Tuan?
On this small piece of land, you can’t see the Sage Tribe, Tieu Ngu River, staring at the lost Spirit Race Saint, don’t you say anything more?
Being able to cultivate to this day, people in the field, except for Li Xun outside, also take one or two thousand years, can live without anyone willing to remain lost.
Now everyone wants, to the very end, how can they multiply and escape this life.
Maybe from time to time the leader of the Spirit Tribe, and here the knuckles, open the mouth to threaten, isn’t this afraid of not dying quickly enough?
“You said so, then you’d better follow your tribe of Saints, go on the road together, live on the road, make friends just in time, not lonely.”
Ly Tuan’s eyes are cold, his left hand is clenched, golden light is gorgeous, like a high mountain, pressing down.
“Whoa!”
The entire spear frame, at this moment, was filled with fist light, the terrifying aura caused many people to almost fall to the ground, like the first Immortal King appeared, Thien Bang Di Lie.
“Stop it!”
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At the same time. Tieu Ngu River spoke up.
That Spirit Race Saint is suppressed, the two sides are too far apart, even if he has the heart to help, he can’t make it in time, but the leader of the Spirit Tribe is not the same.
He couldn’t keep his eyes open, the Spirit Race died first to honor the Saint,dead a patriarch. Regardless, the two clans have a family relationship, and he has to help the state in terms of reason.
“Whoa!”
Tieu Ngu River revealed a big hand, blocking the sky, like a boundless endless dark cloud, moving forward, this move is not for killing the enemy, just for preserving the Spiritual Clan patriarch.
But just when he was about to recapture the leader of the Spirit Tribe in an instant, a streak of divine light did not come, it was a phoenix dance, like an opening of the Heavenly God Sword.
Slashing Heaven and Earth, dividing the entire void into two.
The phoenix dance is sharp to the limit, bringing with it the momentum of all things to disappear, it is unstoppable.
With a “Push” sound, the black cloud was smashed, a dark red fairy blood fell in the heavens and the earth, and the Tieu Ngu River broke out again, his face was incomparably shocked.
Almost a thousand miles later, he stood in the void, an arm constantly trembling, in the palm of his hand, blood flowed continuously, incomparably beautiful.
Only one trick.
Even he couldn’t help it at all.
The power of the Holy King is not that he can guess, if it wasn’t for him to dodge quickly, fearing that the phoenix dance would be directly divided into two.
“Roaring!”
This time.
The light of the fist fell, and only the patriarch’s soul spirit let out an unwilling roar, and then dissipated into smoke.
As if in heaven and earth, this person has never existed in such a way, being forced to erase all traces, leaving nothing behind. .
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