Wang Sun Qingqing closed his eyes slightly, and his nose twitched a few times, "It's so thick blood, a good grade of Boiling Blood Pill." The pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info can break my spiritual art, which shows that the exercises you have cultivated are extraordinary, and the refining of the boiling blood pill is also very unique. Well, say Danfang, and I can spare one of you. ”

"Haha, it's the funniest joke we've ever heard. You can't afford this kind of boiling blood pill, and you don't deserve to know about the pill. "Among the brothers of the Lian family, being able to take the Boiling Blood Pill to do their part for the master is an almost pilgrimage-like sacrifice, this kind of death is a sacred act in their eyes, and it is really not a mockery to say that Wang Sun Qingqing is unworthy. However, the bewitching man's keen discernment made them admire.

Lian Xiu stood forward with his chest straight, his coat was torn off, revealing a strong muscle, "How about smelling your Uncle Lian if you have time to smell the smell of the pill?" The smell of men all over your body is enough to make you obsessed. ”

"I'm obsessed with roast meat. Don't worry, I'll definitely smell it, so that you can soberly watch me smell all over your body. ”

As soon as the words fell, Wang Sun Qingqing thrust the Tianxiang pestle into the ground, stood on top of it on tiptoe. With a wave of his hand, four short turquoise spears shot at the four of them, "Let's try the taste of lost soul first." ”

"The same means are useless to us." The brothers of the Lian family had already seen his lost soul guide when they were in the forest, although it was not triggered at that time, but after thinking about it afterwards, they felt that this style was very powerful, although it was good, but if the strength of everyone was gathered, it was not impossible to compete with it, who knew that his lost soul guide had changed its appearance today, which was very different from the beginning.

Lian Qing scolded more than one at this moment in his heart. For Wang Sun Qingqing's ancestors, they can't write seals, subordinates, lines, and Kai - only the wild grass remains! However, at this time, the opponent's attack had arrived, and he didn't have time to think about it, he held his hands up and waited for the enemy, and the three brothers quickly rotated around Lian Qing, and from time to time punched their palms into his body. Lian Qing drank loudly, blood oozed out of his seven orifices, and his hands were quickly thrown into the air, and a white ball spun and flew and crashed into the short spear.

It turned out to be a technique of gathering qi and forming, and carrying the small five elements! Wang Sun Qingqing secretly praised, these guys are all amazing in their comprehension, qualifications, and character, and they can control the techniques used by these true yuans, no wonder they dare to say that the same means are useless to them, but your uncle, Lao Tzu's lost soul is in harmony, the attack can be moved above the nine heavens, and the guard can be hidden under the nine earths, and there are thousands of changes, how can you fools understand.

The brothers of the Lian family rarely had adventures, that is, they met their masters in Qiulanyu. The two sides reached an agreement that the master would pass on the exercises to them, and that one day they would do their best when they were able to reciprocate. For so many years, their brothers were out and about, and their master did not ask them to do a single thing, and they always rescued them in times of danger. This time there is something to ask for, but it is just to ask them to bring more sacrifices, even the brothers have done all the bad things for many years, but they also know the word loyalty, how can they not do their best.

The brothers are not stupid, in fact, there is no one in this world who is stupid. But after all, he is not a character above the congenital, and there is no sect elder to give advice, and his knowledge is limited after all, and he doesn't know that there is a small technique in the world of cultivators-a kind of divine art, and a character who has fallen into a kind of divine art, even if he is as cunning as a fox, will become his loyal dog.

The white ball is full of the true elements of the brothers, violent but not chaotic, rigid but not scattered. With a slight touch of the short spear shot by Wang Sun Qingqing in the air, it was like a waterfall sprinkled down, and the short spear shot into it, and then disappeared. After the "waterfall" "devoured" three short spears one after another, there was no strength left, and the strength of the bang overflowed, and the sun was clear and clear. At the same time, the fourth spear flashed like a meteor in the sky.

Meteors never bring hope, they come from destruction, and they go in destruction, and they can only bring destruction. Either to destroy others, or to destroy oneself.

There was a strange cry from the water, and the moths threw themselves at the short spear like fire. There is no fear, only fanaticism, as if it is not a life-killing thing, but a long-cherished woman, and now it has finally been granted. It is always easier to die than to survive, even the water hugged the short spear tightly into his arms, and the short spear did not live up to him, the brilliance flashed, and even the water turned into a rain of blood sprinkled one after another.

There was no sadness on the faces of the Lian brothers, as if it was not their own brothers who died, but unrelated passers-by, and Lian Xiu even showed a look of regret about how he was fighting for the lead.

At the beginning of every martial artist's martial arts, he was warned by the division commander not to have any emotional fluctuations in the battle of life and death, whether it was joy or anger, sadness or sadness, it will quickly consume your true yuan and affect your judgment. He remembers it well and does it well, so he sheds other people's blood every time.

Tianxiang pestle was a fight, and Lian Xiu hit three harder blows. Unlike the crazy pursuit of the Lian brothers regardless of life and death, Wang Sun Qingqing has been defending, only occasionally shooting a few finger winds at Lian Xiu, Wang Sun Qingqing's feeling is obvious, after Lian Shui died, the breath and strength of these three people became stronger again.

Lian Xiu didn't feel anything, so he was even more puzzled, after eating more than a dozen finger winds from the other party, it didn't hurt or itch, and seeing that a few finger winds shot over, Lian Xiu finally decided to flash once.

"You're weak-hearted." Wang Sun Qingqing smiled and said.

"My heart is your mother, and my sister is empty!" This made Lian Xiu, who was about to die, a little annoyed and angry.

Lian Shan has been looking for an opportunity, but Wang Sun Qingqing's figure is erratic and he has no idea where to start. But he has patience, people are negligent, and no one can always make mistakes. Lian Shan always thought that the opportunity was reserved for people like him who were prepared, and he waited for it! Just when Wang Sun smiled lightly, his hands slowed down, and his feet slowed down, so the punch that Lian Shan had been building up for a long time finally found an outlet, like lightning, like thunder, and came to his chest.

There are many kinds of laughter, but first you have to be qualified, if you are not qualified, you will become a sneer, a flattering smile, a loss smile, a smirk, and secondly, you must laugh movingly, and the smile is good-looking, otherwise it becomes a bitter smile, a miserable laugh, and a smile of generosity. Wang Sun Qingqing has always thought that he is the most qualified to laugh, only he can laugh at the world, laugh at the wind and clouds, and he also smiles the most beautifully. Therefore, he never hesitates to laugh when it is time to laugh.

Before the punch could reach the body, the punch wind came, and the huge pressure forced it to breathe and it became difficult. Wang Sun Qingqing could see that Lianshan's punch contained seven kinds of strength, nine changes, and eighteen true yuan secret methods hidden in it, no matter who was hit by this punch, he couldn't laugh. Therefore, he opened his lips, showed his teeth, his eyes were full of autumn water, and his cheeks were swirl, and all kinds of styles were in a smile.

Is it stupid, Lian Shan has doubts, but the strength of the fist is not half a point slow, and it will make you unable to laugh immediately, he is confident in his punch, this punch gathers all his true yuan and comprehension of martial arts, even if the other party has calculations, what can he do, he is not afraid of death, what kind of conspiracy can be greater than death.

Wang Sun Qingqing's heavenly incense pestle was raised, and the feathers were fluttering. The brilliance on the pestle flashed, and the array of mysterious runes engraved on it was lit up one by one, and the brilliance flowed, like a dream, and the pestle fell, and he didn't look at Lianshan's fist at all, the secret technique? Hung Take-off Peak!

The fall of the heavenly incense pestle is born, and everyone present has the same feeling, the ground is sinking, and there are peaks flying in the air! A mountain peak flew overhead with the power of ten thousand pounds, just to crush an ant.

"Be careful!" Lian Qing only had time to say these two words. Lian Xiu felt a little more, so much that he couldn't speak, as soon as Lian Shan's punch came out, several different true elements suddenly rose in his body, which were tangible and tangible, connecting him tightly with Lian Shan's punch! Although he was on the side, he clearly felt that Lianshan's punch could not hit Wang Sun Qingqing, because all the punch strength was taken by him, but the xenomorph true yuan in his body at this time was running wildly, unable to speak, unable to make a sound! I can only watch, watching Lian Shan punch himself with what he thought was going to kill, and watching Wang Sun Qingqing smile and drop the heavenly incense pestle!

Lian Xiu thought that the true yuan in the body was fine, but who knew that he had fallen into Wang Sun Qingqing's secret technique? Marriage is a thread. Marriage, at the beginning, they were all the same, and when the wood was already understood, it was too late to know. Lian Shan thought that he couldn't stop the punch he had condensed with all his body and mind, but he didn't know where the strength of the punch would fall. Everything is in the hands of Wang Sun Qingqing, and he, Wang Sun Qingqing, is not qualified to laugh, and who is qualified to laugh.

Wang Sun Qingqing's thoughts flashed, and even Qing's voice had just come out, when suddenly a loud shout came, "Be careful!" "Dugu listens to Tao's voice, of course Wang Sun Qingqing can hear it, but he can not be surprised, and Dugu Tingtao, who is not chaotic, can make him shout the word careful!?

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