The middle-aged scribe's face changed, and he said: "I can't go, you now have the "Fantian Seal" on your body such a treasure related to the luck of the human race, which is very important, I must be by your side and always protect you out of the "Ultimate Sanctuary", otherwise if you are calculated by the orcs and lose the "Fantian Seal", let it fall into the hands of the orcs, it will cause a catastrophe Chinese. (1) (8) (8) 8?1 (1) Z?? .?C(a)OM"

When Zhou Liang heard him say this, he was also a little generous.

But no one knows what this person thinks in his heart.

The intuition of "Sheng" made Zhou Liang not have a very good impression of this middle-aged scribe with a stiff face, and he always felt that the other party had an evil nature.

That's when —

"Hmm......" The delicate body of the stunning girl shook suddenly, and a trace of red blood flowed down from the corner of her mouth.

Zhou conscience was shocked.

"Little doll, are you injured?" The middle-aged scribe's face also changed, and he said: "It must be that he forcibly urged the "Fantian Seal" just now and injured the internal organs dantian, why bother to be strong!"

"Master, are you okay?" Ah Da and Ah Er, the two little giants, also looked panicked.

The stunning girl didn't speak, but her face became more and more pale, her body was shaky, the blood stains on the corners of her mouth were more obvious, and the breath on her body weakened suddenly.

This is indeed a sign of exhaustion.

It seems that she just urged the "Fantian Seal" and other imperial soldiers, and she didn't know each other, it seemed so easy on the surface, and she urged dozens of times in a row, killing the four holy demons, but the loss was even more serious, and she was afraid that she had been eaten back by the power of the imperial soldiers.

After all, he didn't reach the god realm, and he didn't even reach the Dao Saint realm, and forcibly urging the emperor soldiers was absolutely unbearable!

"Little doll, are you okay! Here in this sect, there is an elixir that can help you heal your wounds...... The middle-aged scribe took out an elixir as red as a dragon's eye, held it in his palm and handed it over.

"Get out!" the stunning girl already scolded mercilessly.

Before the words fell, he couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood.

"Looks like you're really hurt...... Hahaha, hahahahaha......"

The middle-aged scribe suddenly burst out laughing.

The laughter was full of pride and presumptuousness.

Zhou Liang's expression changed, and he held the peachwood sword for the first time, from the eyes of this middle-aged scribe, Zhou Liang saw a strong greed and killing intent, and he no longer had the old and enthusiastic and painstaking appearance before.

"Stinky girl, hand over the "Fantian Seal"!"

The middle-aged scribe's face turned grim.

Even fools understand what this means.

Ah Da and Ah Er protected the stunning girl behind them for the first time, glaring at the middle-aged scribe, who didn't help in the previous battle, and now they actually took advantage of the fire to rob, it's really damned.

"What do you want to do?" said the stunning young fairy color calmly.

"What are you doing?haha, what do you say?" The middle-aged scribe no longer needs to disguise, his eyes flashed with the pleasure of condescending dominating everything, as well as the undisguised cruelty, and said: "Fantianyin" is an imperial soldier, the virtuous and capable live in it, the blessing is not enough, forcibly taking it for oneself, you can only harm others and yourself, your foundation is not enough, you are not qualified to occupy such an imperial soldier, you should hand it over honestly!

"Didn't you just say that you want to help me protect the imperial soldiers, why do you want to keep it for yourself now?"

"Hmph, if I had known that you were seriously injured and couldn't urge the imperial soldiers, what kind of identity would this seat have, how could I surrender my identity to deal with you......" The middle-aged scribe had no scruples, completely tore his face, and no longer made any cover-up.

"Your Excellency is the existence of the realm of the Dao Saint of the Human Race, and it is really disappointing to be so shameless when you can't imagine it. ”

Zhou Liang said coldly.

When the middle-aged scribe stood by before, Zhou Liang was extremely contemptuous of him, and now he is even more disappointed in the predecessors of this human race, how did such a person and such a character cultivate to the realm of Dao Saints?

The middle-aged scribe turned his gaze and stared at Zhou Liang.

He sneered: "Boy, you do have some ability, you can drag the four holy demons for so long with the strength of one person, speaking of which, I have to thank you, if it weren't for you, maybe this seat would have to compete with those orc masters to fight for the imperial soldiers, hahaha, now it's okay, this little girl is seriously injured, and you are basically disabled by the orcs, haha, who else can stop me here?"

Speaking of this, he looked at the two bald heads playfully, and said disdainfully: "Is it just a waste of these two muscles?"

"I'm fighting with you......" Ah Er was furious and was about to rush forward.

"Master, go quickly, I'll hold this thief back!" Ah Da also rushed out as soon as possible.

But—

The two of them rushed out a few steps, and a majestic force appeared from behind them, pulling them back alive.

"Well, this is ......"

The middle-aged scribe's eyes widened in horror suddenly.

I saw that the original aura was as weak as a broken candle, the pale expression suddenly returned to normal, the blood at the corner of the mouth disappeared, and the strong and domineering aura surged out of her delicate body, where there was still the slightest appearance of injury, and it was clear that she was still at the peak of her heyday.

There was a hint of banter on the face of the stunning girl, like a clown jumping beam, looking at the middle-aged scribe.

Zhou Liang was also taken aback.

Could it be that the stunning girl just deliberately showed weakness and pretended to be injured in order to lure the middle-aged scribe to reveal her true face?

What a deep scheming!

This stunning girl is really not simple.

"You ......" The middle-aged scribe was stunned, shocked and angry, "You are actually lying to me, you ......"

He is also a person who has experienced wind and waves, his mind is cautious and subtle, and he will never make such a mistake in normal times, but the temptation of "Fantianyin" is too great, greed swallows his scheming, and he thinks that everything is under control, so he does not hesitate to tear his face.

But now......

The middle-aged scribe's face changed rapidly, blue and red for a while, he gritted his teeth and turned into a rainbow light, and chose to run away for the first time.

Even the four holy demons joined forces, and they were all crushed by the stunning girl with the "Fantian Seal", not to mention that he was alone? Since the stunning girl was not injured, she could definitely still urge the "Fantian Seal", and there was no chance of winning if she stayed, and there was still a danger of falling.

"Can you go?"

The stunning girl's voice was cold and merciless.

A red light burst out from his body, like the light of annihilation, and came first, with an unparalleled momentum, blasting towards the back of the middle-aged scribe's heart.

It is the "Fantian Seal".

"No ......"

The middle-aged scribe was terrified, and his soul was in danger, and he cried out in horror.

Before, the Holy Demons such as the Golden Scale Blood Crocodile, the Innate Body of the Orc Great Sage, which was far stronger than the body of the ordinary human race, could not withstand the blow of the "Fantian Seal", and if this blow fell on his body, he was afraid that he would definitely not be able to escape the fate of being crushed.

Rumble!

"Fantian Yin" hit him in the back.

"Poof...... The middle-aged scribe opened his mouth and spurted out a stream of blood, his body was about to split, and he was smashed and fell hundreds of meters.

"Well, I'm still alive?" The first time the middle-aged scribe landed, he was stunned for a while, and then turned into ecstasy, as if he understood something, and laughed: "I'm still alive?" I know, stinky girl, you're actually still injured, right? You can't urge the "Fantian Seal" like before, otherwise, under this blow, where is the life of this sect?"

"Die!"

The stunning girl's face was cold, and she continued to urge the "Fantian Seal" to smash towards the middle-aged scribe.

The divine seal is unparalleled, and the momentum is still extremely amazing.

But Zhou Liang clearly saw that a trace of blood could no longer be restrained and slipped from the corner of the stunning girl's mouth, she was really injured, and at this moment she was just gritting her teeth and forcibly urging the "Fantian Seal".

Rumble!

The middle-aged scribe was blasted away again.

Nearly one of his arms was broken.

But at this time, he is not as panicked as before, but he is not in a hurry to escape, whoever insists on it is the winner, as long as he supports it for a while, the stunning girl's injury will worsen, and he will not be able to control the "Fantian Seal", which is the momentum of his counterattack.

As a master of the Dao Saint Realm, his recovery ability was amazing, and his shattered body could be restored almost in the blink of an eye.

When the time comes, everything will still be under his control.

Boom Boom!

The "Fantian Seal" turned into a rainbow, constantly bombarding like the light of the world, but the power was not as good as before, and the degree was greatly reduced, and it was no longer possible to accurately hit the middle-aged scribe......

And the corners of the stunning girl's mouth, blood spurted out.

Her whole body was already shaky, and her face turned pale again.

The continuous control of the "Fantian Seal" consumed too much of her vitality.

"Hahaha, let's stop here......" The middle-aged scribe sneered, caught a flaw, and was about to fight back......

That's when —

Whoosh!

Suddenly, the figure flickered, and from a corridor on the four walls of the space, more than a dozen figures suddenly flashed, like a streamer, and suddenly appeared on the spot.

Someone's coming.

And he is also a master of the human race.

The middle-aged scribe's face changed, and he retreated immediately.

His heart was dripping blood.

Damn, as long as these people come a little bit late, they will succeed, but not now, since there are so many people, they have to think about it in the long run, otherwise, the puppet is not guilty, even if the imperial soldiers are in their hands, they will become the target of the public, and the first one is unlucky.

The middle-aged scribe pretended to be injured and staggered back.

"It's the "cold-faced gentleman" Yue Buqun of the "Huashan faction", you are injured......" Someone exclaimed, recognized the identity of the middle-aged scribe for the first time, and hurriedly supported him.

The name of the middle-aged scribe is Yue Buqun.

His name is the "Cold-faced Gentleman", he is the head of the "Huashan Sect" in the Central Region, and he can be regarded as one of the masters of the famous Dao Saint Realm in the middle.

……

Zhou Liang's gaze fell on these newcomers.

There are a total of thirteen figures, all of whom are masters of the human race.

The keen intuition of "Saint" told Zhou Liang that among these people, at least four of them were great masters of the Dao Saint Realm, and they had reached the Dao Saint Realm, which was no worse than the previous four Great Saint Demons, and the other nine people were also at the peak of the Dao Saint realm, and they could be regarded as stepping into the Dao Saint Realm with one foot.

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, I just felt the strong battle fluctuations, obviously there is a big battle here, can anyone tell me, what is going on?" An old Taoist priest with a white beard and a crane face glanced around, and asked in a calm tone.

"There is residual demonic energy in the air, or is it the demonic power of the Holy Demon Realm......" Another middle-aged man wearing a light cyan linen robe, cloth shoes, and a square hat sniffed lightly and said, "The old mantis monster in the Southern Regions, the big crocodile in the Central Regions...... It's their breath, are these monsters all here? Where have they gone now?"

These two people are both masters of the Dao Saint Realm, with strong spiritual sense and the clearest sensing ability, although they have not seen the previous battle with their own eyes, they are not bad at all.

Although the other two human race Dao Saints didn't say anything, their eyes fell on Zhou Liang and the others with their eyes that were not angry and arrogant.

Apparently waiting for an answer.

Obviously, they couldn't help but sense the breath of battle and orcs, and also sensed the slightest trace of imperial soldier breath in the air, so they chased it for the first time.

"Youlong killed this demon girl of the Southern Alps and his minions here, what other good thing can be?" A Dao Venerable peak master from the Southern Regions sneered as his eyes fell on the stunning girl.

Long lore?

Zhou's conscience moved.

It turns out that the name of this stunning girl is called Long Lore.

But looking at her cold and murderous character, the word lore is as good as her name.

It seems that her reputation in the Southern Regions is not very good.

"Fantianyin"...... On her...... This vicious woman wants to kill ...... Kill me!"

The middle-aged scribe Yue Buqun looked weak, pointed to Long Kill, whose face was white and cold, and said intermittently.

"What?"

"Fantian Seal, one of the three emperor soldiers, actually fell into her hands?"

"Are we late?"

"Damn, the "Time Sand" among the three great emperor soldiers has fallen into the hands of the orc genius Demon Moon Night, and now the "Fantian Seal" has also been taken first?"

The crowd was in an uproar.

Zhou's conscience moved.

Listening to these people, it seems that the last of the three emperor soldiers, the "Time Sand", has already had an owner, and it has fallen into the hands of the orcs, which is indeed not good news.

However, after thinking about it, the number of orc masters who entered the "Ultimate Sanctuary" this time was more than that of the Terrans, and the Terrans were able to get two of the three emperor soldiers, which was already bad luck in terms of probability.

Observing carefully, Zhou Liangxian and these people all have some traces of battle on their bodies, they should have experienced a hard battle, and they think it is the traces left by the previous battle with the orc forces for the imperial soldier "Time Sand".

They lost the scramble.

It is estimated that he sensed the aura of battle here, so he rushed here as soon as possible.

It's a pity that they are still a step late.

The crowd was noisy.

Some people looked at Long's killer looks, and they were a little subtle.

The temptation of the imperial soldiers is not something that everyone can stop.

At this moment, maybe many people are thinking about how to take the imperial soldiers for themselves.

Even within the same clan, the matter of killing people and grabbing treasures is not uncommon.

Finally, someone couldn't bear it anymore.

It was the master of the Southern Regions who had broken the name of Long Lore before, he was in his forties, his skin was dark as if cast of pig iron, his body was thin and tall, he took a step forward and sneered: "Fellow seniors, forgive me for my humble opinion, an imperial soldier like Fantian Yin" is closed to the luck of the human race, and he must not fall into the hands of a demon girl like Long Lore. ”

(End of chapter)