Chapter 302: Ghost Bottle
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The boy claimed to be his own seat, and the holy son of the Dao Hall had to call out to his uncle respectfully, and his status in the Dao Hall must be far beyond the reach of people, how could he stand such an insult. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info
In the face of the number of ** cubs in the mouthful, even the clay man had to spit out a few mouthfuls of dust angrily.
"He will make you repay the humiliation you have suffered today a hundredfold one day, and if you break this oath, you will never be in God for the rest of your life!"
The boy said fiercely with a purple face that had been beaten as green as a pig's head, and the resentment in his eyes was fully revealed, and the whole person was torn apart with a bang, becoming a piece of bloody mud.
Unexpectedly, he couldn't bear the humiliation, and directly triggered the secret method in his body and committed suicide.
At the same time, the mountain behind the Taoist hall
In a majestic palace, a boy spurted out a mouthful of blood, swept his small hand, and directly swept away a golden crown on the table, his eyes stared at an iron cage fiercely, and the corners of his blood-stained mouth were actually laughing.
In the world, it is estimated that this is the only one that can humiliate the saint to the point of suicide, although it is only a doppelganger.
"The turtle king eight mung beans, it's really fucking useless, I'm not afraid of death, and I don't dare to live?"
Yao Li waved his hand, swept away the splattered blood and mud, and continued with extreme disgust:
"Haozong, you old Wang Ba, don't think about murdering the master in the future, the master's backer is not something that you, the old Wang Ba, can provoke, see it, they are all the thugs of the master, any one of them can pinch you to death, and those two old things!"
"Since you can't fight, you don't want to be watched like a monkey, so let's disperse!"
Ye Liansheng put away his somewhat uncontrollable stomach, grinned at Yaoli, and made a gesture of please to the gray-haired old scholar, and the six of them left one after another.
"The turtle king eight mung beans, the old immortal didn't say hello when he saw the monk, sad!"
The little monk Huizhi suddenly murmured with his chest down, and his anger almost spurted out a mouthful of blood again, but he was still holding back.
"They can go, can you go?"
Yao Li took a step forward, his momentum suddenly exploded, and he said domineeringly to the Demon Nine who also turned around and wanted to leave.
"It's really not an ordinary domineering, without Ye Liansheng, you want to leave me and wait, where do you have the confidence?"
Demon Jiu smiled evilly, with a face like a stunning woman, and said sarcastically, but his eyes drifted to the fat-headed and big-eared old man on the mountain col.
"Don't count on me, the old man can't afford to offend this kid, the old man still wants to live for two more years, give face, as long as he doesn't kill him, can he succeed?"
The fat-headed and big-eared old man said to Mo Jiu, completely with an attitude of not wading into this troubled water, and finally discussed with Yao Li in a humble manner, and he didn't look like a master at all.
Mo Jiu was speechless when he heard this, and his angry steel teeth gritted so loudly that he almost vomited blood.
"Hehe, you are really modest, rest assured, you can definitely take a breath, please drink another day, you always go slowly!"
Yaoli completely changed his appearance, just like a modest little student, hehe smirked and asked the old man with fat head and big ears to leave, and the old man with fat head and big ears turned around without hesitation and really left.
Mo Jiu, who almost vomited blood, frowned, and invariably glanced at Li Yuanqi and the two, the meaning was very clear, if he wanted to leave, join forces first.
The enemy of your enemy is your friend, at least for the time being.
The Demon Nine Immortal Killing Spear was held high, the Force of the whole body was gushing, the black hair was scattered, and the face was like a stunning woman, like a fairy descending to earth.
Li Yuanqi was also not to be outdone, and instantly climbed his momentum to the peak, the sword in his hand shook, his sword eyebrows wrinkled slightly, his chin raised, and he looked at Yao Li extremely arrogantly.
Sure enough, people, born are better-looking, even if they kill people, they are just as chic.
The Great War is on the verge of breaking out.
Yaoli turned around and nodded at the farmer, the farmer took a step out a little helplessly, walked to the opposite side of the old eunuch Xu with a hoe and a pickaxe, and stood still, with an extremely innocent expression on his honest face, looking at the old eunuch Xu.
Old Eunuch Xu's hair, which was originally erected like an upside-down ice needle, gradually drooped down and returned to its original state.
Although Yaoli was extremely frivolous, he was not so frivolous that he fought with the crowd, and he was not a god, not to mention that he was not lightly injured.
Demon Jiu was full of momentum, and the force on the immortal killing spear was like electricity, and with a wave of his hand, the immortal killing spear turned into a black python and stabbed at Yao Li with teeth and claws.
Unstoppable, no blood and no return.
Li Yuanqi also broke through the air with a sword, and the sword wrapped in the Force was like an arrogant phoenix, with boundless flames, turning into a messenger of hell and burning towards Yaoli.
The fire of Nirvana, never dying.
"Ghost Bottle!"
Yao Li straightened his sword-like waist, smiled incomprehensibly, and after shouting, his body rushed up like the wind, and the Tu Tian Sword circulated around his body, and he actually abandoned Demon Nine and went straight to Li Yuanqi.
"Bang!"
Like the Demon Nine who descended from the gods, his body was suddenly thrown up, like a boulder that was thrown out, rolling blood splashed everywhere, a white shadow followed, and a pair of bone palms fell on the body of the Demon Nine like raindrops.
In the midst of the blood, Mo Jiu fell to the ground like a dead dog, coughing up blood incessantly, and the immortal killing spear fell in a wail, trembling.
"Bottle, why, what's happening?"
Mo Jiu coughed up blood, asked with doubts in his eyes, and his face was as pale as paper like a stunning woman.
The bottle dressed in white seemed to have returned to its soul, no longer wooden, and its eyes were extremely clear and full of moving aura.
The fingers that turned into sharp bone spurs slowly returned to their original shape, as if they didn't know Mo Jiu, turned their delicate bodies, bowed down to Yao Li like the wind, and said in their mouths:
"Master!"
The voice is gentle and elegant, the movements are downright and generous, and you can tell at a glance that you are from a famous family, and you have a sense of nobility.
"Capture those two women and just take a breath!"
"Yes, master!"
The delicate body of the ghost bottle straightened up, a pair of jade hands turned into sharp bone spurs again, and the jade feet shook lightly in front of the Wu sisters, the Wu sisters were like falling into the clouds, and before they understood what was happening, they had to fight with the ghost bottle and fight in one place.
The farmer involuntarily touched the hoe again, felt a chill down his spine, and felt in his heart that farming was not too safe to live.
Old Eunuch Xu's eyes were gloomy and gloomy, and he glanced at Yao Li and Li Yuanqi, who were fighting together, and sighed secretly, and completely loosened his clenched fist.
"Sister, he seems to be better than you say, he is lustful, he can make that beauty betray such a stunning man without hesitation, I can't figure out what she wants from him, it doesn't make sense!"
"Hey, such a person can only be a friend, and if he is an enemy, the consequences are unimaginable!"
"Sister, you won't be with this hooligan, don't you sneak attack me, I'll be very heartbroken, people just want to play tricks on him!"
In the shadow of the col, a low whisper said coquettishly.
"You little ghost, do you know you're scared? It's late, he's very vindictive! ”
In the shadows, a woman in white raised her jade finger lightly, tapped the black shadow's head, and said with the corners of her mouth curled, as if she remembered the happy past.
In the col, fierce battles are raging.
Beyond the mountain pass, countless black-clothed men approached silently in the night, like wild beasts preying on their prey.