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Hua Zangying gently shook the white fracture fan, a little surprised, and said to himself: "I didn't catch up." ”

"It is estimated that they are also very jealous of the son and dare not take risks. Xue Qiu smiled.

Hua Zangying was quite confident in his own strength and nodded slightly.

Xue Qiu said again: "It's a pity that the sage of the Chen family survived, and this action against the Chen family will definitely be exposed." Once the Chen family has precautions, if they want to succeed, it will be difficult!"

Hua Zangying smiled: "That Chen Family Sage must have been summoned back to the Eastern Regions Holy King's Mansion a long time ago, even if you kill him, it doesn't make any sense." ”

"Again, as long as that thing is destroyed, we can rest easy. Xue Qiu said.

"Rustle. ”

The light wind blows on the face of Hua Zangying.

Hua Zangying sensed a slight fluctuation of holy power, and his gaze suddenly stared at the ruins on his right.

I saw that on the broken wall, I don't know when, a white-robed monk appeared.

The white-robed monk has white hair, giving people a sense of fairy wind and bones.

"It's such a powerful qi acumulating technique, and he is already within twenty zhang of me, so I found him. Hua Zangying's heart was extremely shocked.

Hua Zangying was very calm and said, "Who is Your Excellency?"

"Those who come don't come, and those who go don't go. The white-robed monk said solemnly.

Hua Zangying's eyes showed a sudden look, and he arched his hand and said: "It turned out to be the predecessor of the walker, disrespectful and disrespectful." ”

"Flower donor, the poor monk is here to pick you up, let's go, everyone is waiting for you in the Heavenly Pavilion. The white-robed monk named Go-Walker smiled pleasantly.

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One of the five continents of the Eastern Regions Holy City, the Snow Tribulation Continent.

The 31st urban area, located in the northwest border of the Snow Tribulation Continent, is close to the polar regions and is covered by ice and snow all year round. Although it is located in the Holy City of the Eastern Regions, it is extremely desolate, and the mountains and mountains are covered in silver.

One of the secret strongholds of the black market is built under the 31st district, and non-core members of the Black Market Yipintang will never know where this place is.

On that day, Murong Yue was attacked, the Divine Stone was taken away, and he escaped with a life-saving talisman, and then hid here to recuperate.

She sat cross-legged on a holy jade bed, her upper body exposed, and her skin was as white as clotted cream. However, below the right shoulder, there is a blood hole the size of a wine glass.

In the blood hole, black mist continued to escape, spreading in all directions like a winding dragon.

An extremely evil force invaded her body, and the wound could not heal, but tended to intensify.

"Wow!"

A mouthful of dark red holy blood spat out of her mouth.

The ground, with a "whoosh" sound, corroded a pit half a foot in diameter.

"It's also a powerful magic skill, with my extreme yin body, it has been eroded, and it can't be refined. If it had been a Saint King with another physique, I am afraid that he would have already fallen and turned into a pool of pus and blood. ”

In Murong Yue's mind, a figure appeared.

The figure was extremely emaciated, with a face as white as paper, and iron chains wrapped around its body, like a zombie.

It was the man who pointed at her in the air, broke through all her defenses, and wounded her.

In the past few years, Murong Yue did not compete for the position of the master of the Black Market, but was taken to an Awakening Divine Land by a mysterious person in advance, and obtained a supreme opportunity, and his cultivation advanced by leaps and bounds, reaching the level of a seven-step Saint King.

But even so, in the face of the strong man from the Heavenly Court Realm, he was still vulnerable.

She had a sense of powerlessness and a sense of loss in her heart.

"Am I really the chosen one, why can't I do anything in this chaotic world?"

Murong Yue thought of the mysterious person and took her to awaken the Divine Land, and said the words: "You are the chosen one, whether the Kunlun Realm can rise again, you will bear an important responsibility." ”

What is the Chosen One?

Who was chosen?

And who is that mysterious man?

Murong Yue's heart was full of doubts, the other party didn't tell her anything, just let her be born and trained, sharpen in the troubled times, forge the immortal holy body as soon as possible, and achieve the great saint honorable position.

"After all, it is difficult to cultivate a real strong person, and only by taking one step at a time of penance, the future has infinite possibilities. However, there is no way but to do this, and there is not much time left for Kunlun. ”

Murong Yue knew that she was one of the monks who was boosted by the seedlings, and she might really play a role at an important moment, but she was by no means a force rampant.

Pulling out seedlings and promoting them is investing in potential.

The people who really decide the future of Kunlun must be creatures who have cultivated step by step.

"Boom. ”

Suddenly, the underground secret room shook violently, and on the stone wall, formation inscriptions appeared.

Murong Yue's face changed, and she immediately grabbed a layer of black yarn in the air, wrapped her delicate and delicate body, and suddenly stood up and entered a fighting state.

An old man in a black robe broke into Murong Yue's place to recuperate, and his face changed in shock: "Girl, there is a strong person in the Saint King Realm, and he will attack the stronghold." I'm afraid the defensive formation of the stronghold won't last long. ”

"Caught up so quickly?"

Murong Yue knew that he was by no means the opponent of the person who was chasing and killing, so he took out an ancient artifact brought out of the Awakened Divine Land, prepared to urge it, and fled again.

That ancient artifact, shaped like a crescent moon, exuded a cyan luster, and a faint divine power escaped.

"Boom. ”

A terrifying shockwave broke through the stronghold's defensive formation, and the sky suddenly collapsed.

Screams rang out from the ground, and the black market monks in this secret stronghold suffered heavy casualties, many of whom were bombarded by the shock wave and turned to blood and mud, and bones turned to powder.

That power was cold, not only shattering the earth, but also freezing for hundreds of miles, and the power was extremely amazing.

"Girl, run away...... Ah......h

The black-robed old man standing in front of Murong Yue was frozen by the cold air, and in front of Murong Yue's eyes, he turned into an ice sculpture.

Murong Yue's eyes showed a cold sword-like light, and she snorted: "You deceive people too much." ”

In the sky above the black market stronghold, a tall and thin man with an iron chain wrapped around his body and a pale face as white as paper, holding a silver bowl, condensed the power of Liuyao Perfection, ready to launch a second wave of attacks.

This person, named Bai Yuejun, is the senior brother of one of the six peers of the Ghost God Temple, the "Correspondence", has been in the realm of the Nine-Step Saint King for thousands of years, and his accumulation is quite strong, and he is an old monster who has lived for nearly two thousand years.

"Wow"

A blue moon burst out of the ground and slashed at him.

Bai Yuejun let out a giggling laugh from his mouth and let Qingyue slash at him.

Bai Yuejun's body shattered and opened, turning into a white robe, which actually wrapped the blue moon.

The next moment, Bai Yuejun's figure appeared in another position.

"Whoa. ”

The chains on his body flew out, entangled Bai Pao and Qingyue, forcibly dragged them to his side, and suppressed them to death.

Murong Yue flew out from the bottom of the shattered earth, holding up a round of demon moon above his head, and suddenly a mighty demonic qi enveloped this heaven and earth. She formed a seal with both hands, wanting to take back the Qingyue Ancient Artifact.

Bai Yuejun's suppression of the cyan ancient artifact did not seem to be an easy task, and said: "I didn't expect that there is a young master like you in the Kunlun Realm, who is stronger than the few realms that Empress Chi Yao has placed on the bright side. ”

Feng Chengdao stepped out of the void, appeared behind Murong Yue, and said with a smile: "She is an extreme yin body, and her cultivation is the "Heavenly Demon Stone Carving" on the "Taiyi Divine Skill List", which is definitely a dark chess secretly cultivated by the big people in the Kunlun realm. ”

Bai Yuejun laughed and said, "The extreme yin body is good, it just so happens that the old man also has a cold physique, but he can catch her and take / make up for it for a long time." plundered her, saying that he may not be able to help the old man and achieve the great saint throne. ”

Bai Yuejun's potential had been exhausted, and under normal circumstances, it was impossible to make any progress at all, and his life stopped at the realm of the Nine-Step Saint King.

However, the appearance of the polar yin body gave him hope.

Feng Chengdao said with a smile: "The Kunlun Realm doesn't know how many resources it took to cultivate her, and she reached the seven-step Saint King realm at a young age. If you do this, you have to make those big people in the Kunlun realm angry to death. ”

Murong Yue was attacked by the enemy on her back and fell into a desperate situation.

However, she was still very calm, and the blood qi in her body was running wildly, casting a forbidden technique of burning holy blood, and the aura emanating from her body became stronger and stronger.

Feng Chengdao frowned, no longer continued to watch, and a fingerprint struck Murong Yue.

"Boom. ”

Finger strength, like a white rainbow through the sun, majestic and domineering.

With a wave of Murong Yue's arm, a phantom of the Demon Monument condensed out, colliding with Feng Chengdao's fingers, and actually blocked the blow.

"Little girl, it's amazing!"

Bai Yuejun's eyebrows showed a strange brilliance.

Suddenly, the black mist that had invaded Murong Yue's body became active. The faster the Holy Blood moves, the faster the black mist will invade.

In a moment, black mist entered Murong Yue's sea of qi, causing her consciousness to become confused.

Murong Yue knew that she couldn't hold out for long, and she thought silently in her heart: "Your Highness, where are you...... You have to hurry up...... Otherwise, I can only blow up the Holy Source and burn them with jade......"

At this moment, Murong Yue pinned all her hopes on Zhang Ruochen.

Bai Yuejun let out a sharp laugh from his mouth, turned into a series of afterimages, rushed to Murong Yue's body, and pointed at her eyebrows, wanting to restrain her holy soul and take her as a slave.

"Whoa. ”

The space shuddered.

A masked figure appeared next to Murong Yue out of thin air, carrying a flaming palm and grabbing it.

"Click. ”

Bai Yuejun's fingers were caught.

Just when Bai Yuejun was stunned, the man wearing the mask broke his fingers, his figure became blurred, and slammed his palm on his chest, knocking it out sideways.

Bai Yuejun's body, on the snow, crashed out of a groove several miles long.

The man wearing the mask stared at Feng Chengdao and snorted: "It's really the Ghost God Temple, dare to snatch what I want, the people who hurt me, today I will destroy all of you and scatter your ashes." ”