Zijunyuan is a large square, with 36 purple pillars in the square, each with three holes. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info When Wang Sun Qingqing came in, a martial artist was flying between the crystal pillars to dodge, the crystal pillars rotated slowly, and from time to time shot out a light purple spiritual light, every time the martial artist wanted to rush out of the range of the crystal pillars, he was forced back by the purple light.

If someone listens and sympathizes, he even wants to cry, which dog thief set up the formation, Lingguang! What can he, an ordinary martial artist who has not yet entered the innate world, resist! All of you in your company have long been killed and shattered by the purple aura. If it weren't for the fact that he would have fallen behind every time he fought, and he had to run away and practice a good body first, how could he have a chance to jump around here.

"Help me!" Seeing Wang Sun Qingqing coming in, the warrior shouted loudly.

A turquoise green vine flew out of Wang Sun Qingqing's hand, and wrapped around the warrior's waist, tangled and solid. Seeing that there was hope of escape, the warrior was overjoyed. "Thank you Brother Tai for your help!"

Who would have thought that after Qingteng entangled him, he didn't move, and a few purple lights passed by dangerously. This person hates it very much, if you don't save it, what's the reason for entangled me, Lao Tzu doesn't want to fight for anything anymore, and you won't let go if you want to escape. Before he could open his mouth to scold, another purple light shot out, and the green vines flicked off, and the sky was full of blood and rain.

"If you want to fight with me, you must be ready to die, and there is no chance of regret." Wang Sun Qingqing stood with his hands in his hands, his expression indifferent. What kind of person is he, the genius who wants to challenge the genius. How can he fight with such a penniless man, although he is furious in his heart.

Ever since those people entered Zijunyuan one step ahead of him, he had been holding back his anger, and if no one was there, he would have slaughtered them all a long time ago.

"Lord Wang Sun, the ants know the posture of Kunpeng." Dugu Tingtao knows when he can call his junior brother and when he must call him an adult. Knowing how to judge the situation and observe words and expressions is the reason why the high-level of Huanqiong Sect appreciates him, and it is also one of the factors why Wang Sun Qingqing, who can't get along with anyone, is willing to walk with him.

"The talent of an adult, like a new sword, is fighting from the box, making a change, and the enemy is bold. Hanging on the wall of the flying spring and waterfall, the night rain at the head of the bed, such a small generation does not know how many generations of blessings, in order to be killed by adults. ”

There are many things in the Qingyan Department, and Dugu Tingtao is very serious about doing things, no matter how big or small, he does it himself. But no matter how busy he is, he will also find time to study, not to mention his own art practice. So people think that he is entangled in mundane things and that his cultivation will regress, but in fact, he is improving every day.

Dugu listened to Tao very seriously, so serious that it was almost pious, without the kind of flattery that ordinary people often bring. The people of Huanqiong Sect all know that if it comes to sincerity, no one can listen to the Tao alone.

No matter who saw Dugu Tingtao's expression, they all believed that he was heartfelt, these words were speaking to Wang Sun Qingqing's deep thoughts, and he listened to him ironing very much, and couldn't help but have a good impression of Dugu Tingtao. But someone didn't know the current affairs and unceremoniously interrupted his flying thoughts.

"It's a loud fart, but it's also a fart, but why are some people willing to do it."

"Maybe he likes smelly food, and he likes smelly things. I could name a hundred and eighty kinds. ”

"Why maybe, the fragrance on his body can be smelled from such a distance, it must be to cover up the body odor, I don't know how much incense powder has been poured on his body."

"It's not incense, I can smell it. It is a taste of poinsettia, claw orchid, and cold maple plum. Good taste, all say smell the fragrance of the beauty, now the beauty is in front, you prefer to say some bad scenery words, there are many abrupt, but also look at the sea. ”

It is the four brothers Lian Jiaqing, Shan, Xiu, and Shui who are still haunting, these four people have a keen perception, not to mention that even if they don't notice anything, just because the Snow Forest Department is willing to give up Zijunyuan for its monopoly, they will know that these two people are the two strongest of everyone. The four brothers of the Lian family have long agreed that even if there is that one this time, they must make a first contribution to the master, and these two strong people are the best sacrifices. Over the years, he has received a lot of favor from his master, and he has not been able to repay it, even if he has sacrificed himself. Of course, the four brothers of the Lian family are not clear, and they have been imperceptible for many years. Their minds have been quietly changing.

Wang Sun Qingqing's face was pale, he liked women, and he liked everything about women. has a graceful posture and a delicate face, but it's one thing for him to like it himself, and it's another thing for others to talk about it for a long time. He wants to kill these four obscene and lowly rotten people, and let them reincarnate in pain.

Wang Sun Qingqing's hands were white, slender, and very delicate. But now, I can no longer see a trace of delicateness, my fingertips dance, and a light green phantom shoots out from my fingertips, like Liantian grass, like a flower blooming, and like a Qiongzhi jade tree, swaying around the four brothers of the Lian family.

Spirituality! Lian Qing was surprised in her heart, grandma saw that you looked like a flower and jade, and the appearance of the powder face with spring was so vicious, and she wanted your uncle to return to the West.

Unlike the secret skills of a martial artist, spiritual magic is a spiritual attack launched by a spiritual warrior who urges spiritual power or borrows a spiritual weapon. The purity of spiritual power is far better than that of the true element, and the power is naturally far above the secret technique. Martial artists can only cultivate spiritual power after entering the innate nature, and the innate is a watershed ridge for the martial artist, and only after entering the innate can he be counted as the threshold of cultivation and can become a member of the monks. But the spirit warrior is different, he is born with an unusual affinity for the spiritual power of heaven and earth, although the spiritual power that can be used at this stage is less, but it is more than enough to deal with a martial artist of the same level.

The grass is growing, the flowers are blooming, and the trees are spitting green! Even though it was just a phantus, the Lian brothers could still be easily identified. Of course, this is not an illusion, because the illusion will not withdraw their true element, let alone absorb and devour.

Wang Sun Qingqing was a little regretful, if he could cultivate to the second realm "Yingfei", why not rely on the "grass grow" of the first realm alone to control the enemy, he was a little dissatisfied with his slackness, and the Lian brothers were dissatisfied with his efforts.

The spiritual warrior who can use spiritual power is already the target of envy and envy of countless martial artists, and his grandmother's cultivation of spiritual arts, can he still leave a way for others to live. Talent is enviable, but why do you practice so hard, do you think others are not far enough behind you? This time, is it possible that you are going to die without even a little process?

Lian Qing was unwilling, he wanted to retreat. But the flowers and grass grow around, and if you don't get into it, I'm afraid there won't be a single hair left. The brothers of the Lian family glanced at each other, everyone could feel the uneasiness in each other's hearts, and Lian Xiu was the most decisive among the four brothers, and resolutely said: "There is no escape, there is no retreat, then fight." After speaking, he stepped forward and stretched his arms, and let out a long roar! Under the arm, the real qi wisps, such as feathers, its sound is clear and clear, the sound is heard in the sky, it is the crane style of the brothers, but it is a pity that a few people have limited understanding, the crane style has not been completed for a long time, and now it is forcibly used, but I am afraid that the power of the backlash will be enough to take them half a life.

Lian Shan and Lian Shui saw that their brothers were fighting with their lives, and they understood that the only way to do this was to fight against the water. A person stands on one foot, his hands are quickly beaten, and he is vibrating in the crane style! One person jumped up and made a pounce, taking advantage of the crane-style shock! Lian Qing sighed, took out four blood-red pills in his arms, took one by himself, flicked his fingers, and the other three popped into the mouths of the three brothers, with one palm in front of him, absorbing all the true yuan that the three brothers had turned into, and the other palm was inserted from it, and a snow-bright light roared out! Journey west in the crane style!

The crane pose is against the spiritual grass chief. The snow-white pillar of light crashed headlong into the sea of plants, trees and flowers carefully woven by Wang Sun Qingqing, like a bucket of ice water poured into the boiling hot oil, and exploded with a bang. The ground was stunned for a few moments, and then sank violently, and then looked at the land between the two sides, there was no rubble, sand and gravel, only a thick layer of soil and stone powder remained.

The Lian brothers all squirted a mouthful of viscous blood, but their faces became more and more ruddy, and their spirits were more refreshed instead of sluggish.

Wang Sun Qingqing took out a snow-white silk handkerchief and wiped the blood stains from the corners of his mouth, "Boiling Blood Pill!" Haha, it looks like you're going to die. ”

"Our life and death are not worrying about the beauties, if you really have the intention, what does it matter if you accompany our brothers to do it once, and ensure your ********." The exercises were reversed, and they took the Boiling Blood Pill, an elixir that stimulates the potential of life, and the brothers of the Lian family no longer thought about it at this time, but only wanted to be able to die after these two people, and do their best for the master before they die. Even if you die, you will definitely die, and there is still the slightest scruple when you speak.

"As long as you can defeat me, it's not impossible to think about it," Wang Sun Qingqing smiled charmingly, these people could break his spiritual arts, and he couldn't help but be a little impressed, and in his heart he already regarded the other party as an equal opponent. He is irritable, he knows when he can be angry and when he can't, and when he gets angry in front of a real opponent, he will only distract himself and lose before he fights.

"Good! Uncle is already impatient, wait to enjoy, beauty! "Even though the brothers of the family say this, people can be motionless, but their breath is long and long, and they are climbing away.

"It takes time to take the Boiling Blood Pill, don't worry, I can afford to wait, I haven't met an opponent like you for a long time. I'm not going to let you die right away.

"We think the opposite of you." Before the words fell, the aura of the four brothers of the Lian family suddenly exploded, and suddenly increased to the peak of the ninth order!

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