Wife and concubine,

Like a god,

Ling Zifeng laughed wildly: "That's your dream, for me, that's not where a hero belongs, it's just a tomb for a hero." Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo”

If the rivers and lakes are just for the sake of a beautiful wife and concubine, everyone is afraid of three feet, then why not be a pampered landlord, no need to lick blood from the knife all day long, and don't have to worry about not waking up when you sleep today.

"In that case, then the old man has to do it himself!"

Yin Mugu's face was slightly gloomy, his right hand shook, the pure gold short spear was held in his hand, and the spear was buzzing.

He didn't dare to let his subordinates take action anymore, this was the foundation of his future life, and the loss of one of them made his heart bleed.

"Boy, as soon as Jiangnan is goodbye, you and I are not fighting, let the old man weigh how much progress you have made now. ”

"Let's take it!"

Yin Mugu shouted, the spear blade was ever-changing, and there was a faint sound of ghosts crying and wolf howling.

The spear was like a swimming dragon, hovering around, and everywhere it passed, it was all sharp, and thirteen gun shadows swept wildly towards Ling Zifeng.

Ling Zifeng's face changed, this old guy didn't use it, it wasn't his housekeeping skills to break the empty gun, but other ways.

Hum!

Ling Zifeng snorted lightly, and the Soul Devouring Sword turned into an illusory sword shadow to meet it, and bursts of invisible sword qi slashed towards the thirteen spear shadows.

Bang!

The energy collided, making a popping roar, and the ground was full of dust and smoke.

Ling Zifeng retreated rapidly, the long sword flipped back, and the whole person flew out again like a sharp arrow, and the volley sword turned into a huge blade and slashed down diagonally.

Scold!

I saw a secret shout sound, and Yin Mugu flew out upside down from the direction of Ling Zifeng's retreat, making Ling Zifeng's sword swoop in the air.

Ling Zifeng sensed that something was wrong, and turned around in the air just to fight back, but Yin Mu had already dodged up, and the violent tip of the spear slammed into Ling Zifeng's chest with sharp energy.

Burst!

The heart-rending pain knocked Ling Zifeng out for dozens of feet, like a kite with a broken string falling in the direction of Heavenly Desolate City.

Ling Zifeng in mid-air, his eyes were dizzy, he only felt that his eyes were getting darker and darker, and it was difficult for him to operate even a trace of qi in his body, and there was a faint black aura wrapped around his hand holding the Soul Devouring Sword.

Take advantage of your illness and kill you.

Yin Mugu struck a blow and flew towards Ling Zifeng, the energy above his right hand surged, he didn't want Ling Zifeng to die again, even if Ling Zifeng's combat power was now half-disabled, he was not at ease.

Seeing that Yin Mugu's palm was about to fall on Ling Zifeng's body, a beautiful figure rushed out of the Heavenly Desolate City, pulling Ling Zifeng into his arms and changing direction.

Bang!

Yin Mugu's palm struck the person who came on the back, making her let out a lifelong snort, but she still held Ling Zifeng and swept towards the Heavenly Desolate City.

Damn it!

Yin Mugu's face was as gloomy as water, the duck in his hand was about to fly, his eyes flashed with a thick color of resentment, and his body suddenly accelerated, chasing after the two.

Suffer death!

Yin Mugu was three feet away, roared angrily, and swung out with a fierce punch.

The qi energy turned into a huge fist and hit her back, and the furious qi slammed into the inner mansion, tearing the heart veins and breaking the tendons.

She still endured the severe pain all over her body, blood flowed down the corners of her mouth, spilling on Ling Zifeng's body, watching Ling Zifeng smile weakly, and slowly floated in front of the city gate.

"It's just one step away from the city wall!"

Her body was limp on the ground, still holding Ling Zifeng in her arms, not letting him fall.

"Hmph,"

"Ling Mengran, just by yourself, you want to escape from the old man's Five Finger Mountain, it's too bold!"

Yin Mugu held the golden gun in his hand, stepped forward, and looked at the woman with a face as pale as paper, and the face of the yin owl was full of awe-inspiring killing intent.

The one who desperately rescued him was Ling Mengran, who escaped death at the foot of Immortal Peak, but Qin Xin and the others disappeared.

With her skills, it was also difficult to block Yin Mugu's palm, and then she was forced to suffer from Yin Mugu's anger, and with a punch with anger, she was already on the verge of dying, and she breathed out more than she inhaled.

"When will the miscellaneous crumbs of Yunzhou dare to run rampant in my Eastern Wilderness!"

An ethereal voice, mixed with cold emotions, seemed to have dropped several degrees because of these words.

Hearing this, Yin Mugu turned around sharply and looked back, only to see two figures slowly falling into the field.

A white-haired old woman and a beautiful woman like a flower, both of them were expressionless, and there was a strong cold air all around them.

"Who are you?"

Yin Mugu smelled a very dangerous breath, and from the body of this white-haired old woman, he sensed a majestic pressure like the Blood Throne Kong Hanjiang.

That is the nature of martial arts people, when you face a master who is one or even several orders higher than you, you will naturally be afraid of the aura on their bodies.

"Who do you want to ask me, are all the ancestors of your immortal Heavenly Palace dead?

The white-haired old woman raised her eyes, a cold and piercing light shot out of her eyeholes, and she appeared in front of Yin Mugu as she spoke, and it was almost a little bit on Yin Mugu's body, and she said this sentence almost face to face.

Bang, bang, bang...

Yin Mugu, who was horrified in his heart, had just taken a few steps back when he heard one muffled sound after another.

Yin Mugu looked behind the white-haired old woman with difficulty, and his fourteen subordinate elites had fallen to the ground silently, and they couldn't die anymore.

No one knew how they died, not even Yin Mugu. But what he can be sure of is that it is definitely the hand of the old witch in front of him, and she is the only one here who has such unpredictable means.

The white-haired old woman clapped her hands and said indifferently: "Don't be surprised, the old body just hit a few flies, now you can tell the old body, are you immortal who don't destroy the Heavenly Palace?"

Forehead!

The people of the Xuanwu Dart Bureau who were watching the play in the rear all felt a chill, this old woman was really angry and couldn't pay for her life, so she didn't give up asking if other people's ancestors were dead!

You!!!

Yin Mugu opened his mouth, and he couldn't spit out a word for a long time, he was so old, when did he suffer from this kind of wretched gas when he was more than seventy years old.

This old witch is definitely the kind of old monster that has not died for thousands of years, and with her words, you know that she is definitely not a simple person.

Kyushu in the world, where they are now, is only one of Kyushu, and it is also the eastern wilderness in the mouth of the white-haired old woman.

But in this huge river and lake, people who know the name Donghuang are not counted with one hand.

The Eastern Wilderness, but the most declining region in Kyushu, the decline of martial arts, it is difficult to come out of a thousand years, and it has almost become a bitter cold place for martial arts.

100,000 mountains, 10,000 miles of desolation, millions of fierce beasts, and blood-colored ancient roads have isolated the Eastern Wilderness from the rest of the eight states forever, and few people have been able to step out of the Eastern Wilderness for thousands of years.

And this white-haired old woman claims to be a person from the Eastern Wilderness, which shows that the old witch is of high seniority, and the size of her origin is a little scary.