Luo Hongsu had already understood the truth of the matter from the words of the two of them. Her face was pale and her heart was filled with despair. Especially the sentence of Han Jingmo, the woman he loves the most. And, the woman, still died because of her.

Hehe, the woman he loves the most...... The woman he loves the most? What is she? What is this thousands of years of companionship and affection? Is all the thousand years of affection fake?

Until today, she had always been proud of him. Her beloved husband has successfully turned into a god. A moment ago, she was still in the limelight, accepting the envy of everyone, and enjoying the pride and glory brought by her husband.

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In the next moment, she became the cause of what he called the murder of the woman he loved the most. Luo Hongsilk is a master of the infant stage, and at this moment he is sitting on the ground, lost his soul and full of sadness.

The two people next to them didn't have time to pay attention to Luo Hongxi's self-pity at this moment.

Zong Xuewu knew that he could not be spared, so he simply took the lead according to what he said. As soon as she stretched out her hand, the storage ring burst into brilliance, and a magic weapon had appeared on her hand, and her magic weapon was actually a dragon-headed cane. In fact, although Zong Xuewu has been cultivating for a long time, he looks like he is only in his forties, and he is not the kind of old dragon clock.

And her strong personality creates her majesty, and she doesn't smile. Only when facing Luo Hongsilk will he show a little smile. Her previous magic weapon was a sword, which she rebuilt hundreds of years ago into a dragon's head crutch, which she felt was more imposing and in line with her identity.

At the end of Han Jingmo, facing the monks of the Great Perfection of Yuanying, although they were gods, they did not dare to hold it up. The surface of the body flashed, and a sword pill appeared. In this era, sword cultivation is the mainstream, one is because it is chic, and the other is because sword cultivation attacks are sharp.

The two fought for a moment, and the superiority was immediately apparent. Although the end of the Han Dynasty was the first to enter the gods, the gods and the yuan babies were a watershed, and the gap between the realms was not a little bit. Han Jingmo's sword pill attack was really sharp, and Zong Xuewu's spiritual power shield couldn't last for a moment before it was shattered. At the moment when Zong Xuewu didn't have time to take the treasure to protect herself, she hit her body.

Zong Xuewu's body was already drenched in blood. Dripping on the carpet of flowers at your feet. Zong Xuewu's eyes flashed, and her silver teeth were bitten. took away the dragon head crutch, and didn't even release the spiritual power shield again. pinched the trick in her hand and used her famous skills.

I saw that in the air, the overwhelming palms struck down, even in all directions, densely packed, and there was no gap to be found. Continuously.

Han Jingmo has been in the Luo family for many years, and she knew about her stunt, after this method was used, she almost used up her whole body spiritual power, if the enemy did not die, she could only barely escape. Otherwise, they will be slaughtered.

Although it was an attack from the Yuan Infant Period, Han Jingmo didn't dare to be careless, these countless dense palms in all directions, none of them were empty, all of them were true, and he was hit in one palm, even if he was in the Transformation Period, it would never be uncomfortable, if he was all hit, I was afraid that he would also hate him on the spot.

Han Jingmo's face showed a trace of solemnity, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, the storage ring flashed with a faint light, and instantly released a semi-circular object, which rotated in his hand and expanded instantly, protecting Han Jingmo's whole body. If you look closely, it turns out to be a turtle shell.

It shines with black oil. Blocked those palms. This square round palm is worthy of Zong Xuewu's famous stunt, and the turtle shell released by Han Jingmo only lasted half of the palm print, and it was declared unsupported, and it was full of cracks.

Seeing this, Han Jingmo was not alarmed. Inside the turtle shell, he stretched out his hands, pinched a hand, and hit the turtle shell, and in an instant, the cracks on the turtle shell no longer spread. Han Jingmo saw this, and seemed to have expected it. His eyes moved slightly, and his consciousness swept towards the storage ring, and there was another glimmer of light, and a satin-like object was released.

The turtle shell did not last long, and the silk was protected around the end of Han Jing before the turtle shell broke. Fang Yuanzhang's first wave of offensive gradually subsided, and the second wave of offensive began, but this silk was obviously a lot higher than the turtle shell just now.

The palm print hit it, and the silk was not hard to tie, but slid slightly, and the force was removed. withstood this wave of offensive. But there were too many palm prints, and the satin began to slowly tear some small holes.

Seeing this, Han Jingmo frowned, he didn't expect that Zong Xuewu's Fang Yuan palm was so powerful. It's not like he doesn't have any other defenses. But being forced into such a situation by a primordial infancy, his face was a little ugly, and he didn't release the magic weapon again.

Instead, he snorted coldly, pinched the trick quickly with both hands, and actually began to prepare to release his exercise moves. After pinching the hand, Han Jingmo actually collected the silk magic weapon, and raised his hands upward, and a black light spread.

Fang Yuanzhang was already the third wave of the offensive, the last, and the strongest. Zong Xuewu's face was not good-looking, her spiritual power was almost exhausted, she could only take this opportunity to desperately absorb the spiritual energy, and if she couldn't defeat the enemy for a while, she would have to be defeated. She wants to be strong, self-respecting, but not stupid. After trying hard, he still failed, so he had to flee.

I saw that the black light instantly spread in all directions. Han Jingmo, who was standing in the middle, could no longer see a human figure. After the overwhelming palm prints hit the black light, there was no imaginary vacuum state for the moment after the collision, and there was not even the slightest change.

Seeing this, Zong Xuewu sighed secretly, stood up, turned around and prepared to leave. Luo Hongsu was not worried, she knew that Han Jingmo would not embarrass her.

But in an instant, Zong Xuewu's face changed greatly. The red carpet of flowers on the ground silently spread to her feet, tightly wrapped, and climbed up her legs. And still greedily absorbing her blood. With her realm of Yuan Infant Great Perfection, although her spiritual power is empty, it is not something that ordinary flowers and plants can entangle, she is actually earning these flowers and vines.

"It's ...... Blood Massacre Su. Zong Xuewu, who recognized this flower, was shocked. Being entangled by this flower, it is said that her spiritual power is empty at the moment, even if she is in her heyday, it is difficult to retreat with her whole body.

The flowers were still sucking the blood on Zong Xuewu's body, and after the blood on the surface of her body was sucked clean, Zong Xuewu felt that the blood in her whole body seemed to be gushing out uncontrollably. She felt a wave of vertigo, a sign of excessive blood loss.

The fierce look in Zong Xuewu's eyes flashed, and she didn't have much time to waste. Once Han Jingmo poured out the air, he would come to deal with her. There was a flash of silver in his hand, and a sword appeared in his hand.

Knowing the power of this flower, Zong Xuewu didn't want to cut the vines. That would only be a waste of time, so it would be better to cut off your legs. It's best to get out as soon as possible. With her realm of Yuan Infant Great Perfection, there is a way to be reborn with a broken limb in her hand.

I have to say that Zong Xuewu is also a ruthless character. It's really enough to make a quick decision. The silver light flashed, Zong Xuewu snorted, and her legs broke in response. One hand pinched the trick to stop the bleeding, and the other hand immediately released the dragon's head crutch and prepared to escape, without looking at her broken legs at all, which were instantly sucked dry by the flowers and turned into a dry appearance.

But she still underestimated Han Jingmo. Just as she had just flown a hundred feet away, the crutches froze, and there was a flash of light in front of her. There is actually a prohibition. Zichu stood not far away, waving the array flag excitedly, being able to trap a Yuan Infant Great Perfection was enough to make him feel proud and proud.

It was just this moment of effort, and Han Jingmo had already blocked the strongest third wave of attacks. The black light disappeared, and Han Jingmo stood in place, not moving at all. The clothes were neat and tidy, and the complexion was calm, but there was no damage at all.

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