I didn't want to meddle in things, but I heard the old man of the Black Miao clan say: "Bai Ling'er, you can't beat the old man, go back with me obediently, Elder Shi is still waiting for you." Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 As he spoke, the 'Five Tigers Exorcism Stick' in his hand turned into a black light and smashed down.

The little girl named Bai Ling'er resisted with a double ring, was shocked by the huge force and took a few steps back, and opened her mouth to scold: "Shi Tianen, that old Wang Ba, I, Bai Ling'er, will not let him go if I am a ghost, you Black Miao Clan want to resurrect the 'Raccoon Spirit' with evil methods, and the Bai Miao Clan will use the strength of the whole clan to stop you." ”

The old man of the Black Miao clan stood the Five Tigers Exorcism Stick at his side, laughed and said arrogantly: "The great god of the 'Raccoon Spirit' is about to be resurrected, and the entire southern Xinjiang will be our world, how can the little White Miao Clan compete with us, it is really looking for death." ”

Bai Ling'er opened her mouth to say something, but suddenly a mouthful of blood spurted out of her mouth, obviously suffering from internal injuries, she reached out to wipe the blood from her mouth, and sneered: "The Black Miao Clan is powerful, and my White Miao Clan is invincible, but there are many people in the world who can stop you." ”

The old man of the Black Miao clan frowned and thought of something, and immediately stretched out, and said loudly: "Bai Ling'er, I know that you are going to find your sister Dao Baifeng, she is now the queen of Dali Kingdom, but even if she comes in person, it will be useless." The old man of the Black Miao tribe showed a fierce light in his eyes, and the five tiger exorcism sticks in his hand were round and about to be smashed on the head.

Bai Ling'er covered her chest with one hand, wanting to resist with a ring weapon, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't move her arm, and seeing that the Five Tigers Exorcism Stick was about to be smashed down, her eyes were closed, and she actually gave up resisting.

Just 10 centimeters away from Bai Ling'er's head, the Five Tiger Exorcism Stick stopped strangely, no matter how hard the old man of the Black Miao Clan tried, but he couldn't move a bit, the old man of the Black Miao Clan was shocked, and looked at it when he saw that it was a finger like jade that blocked the Five Tiger Exorcist Stick.

The old man of the Black Miao tribe rubbed his eyes vigorously, looked at the owner of his fingers in disbelief, and couldn't come back to his senses for a long time. Bai Ling'er was also stunned, and immediately looked at the benefactor who saved him, it was a handsome face, with a red giant sword on his back, and the white clothes were windless and automatic, with an indescribable chic atmosphere, and suddenly his heart was like a deer, and a little fang's heart couldn't stop trembling.

Suddenly, a peculiar smell came, Bai Ling'er's eyes lit up, her originally handsome face instantly became a little ugly, thinking that she was hallucinating, she shook her head vigorously, and when she looked up, the more she looked at it, the more disgusting she became, and she didn't even want to say thank you, so she threw her head aside and didn't look at him.

I saw a trace of strangeness in Bai Ling'er's eyes, and sighed in my heart: "What kind of 'Acacia Cup' is really vicious, it was originally a story of heroes saving beauty through the ages, but now you see, it seems that I have become a super villain Yes, disturbing other people's 'good things'!" ~"The more I thought about it, the more angry I became, I grabbed the Five Tigers Exorcism Stick with my backhand, and pulled it hard, and the stick was already in my hand.

The old man of the Black Miao tribe screamed in pain, and the five tiger exorcism sticks were dragged by this person, the speed was too fast, and he didn't hold it, and the huge force made his entire hand almost broken, and the skin in the palm of his hand had all been taken off, and the bloody palm was extremely terrifying.

The old man of the Black Miao tribe was shocked beyond words, who was this mysterious boy who suddenly appeared? At such an age, he has such a strong martial arts, and he is much stronger than the elders in the clan, and he is never an opponent, so it is the best policy to retreat and ask for help. Thinking of this, there was an extra thing in his hand, and he slammed it into the ground,

"Smack~~~".

A burst of smoke floated up, taking advantage of the moment the smoke rose, the old man of the Black Miao tribe turned around and ran, just ran without two steps, a big hand grabbed the back of his neck collar, his body flew up at the same time, and then landed, he had come to a clearing, the old man came down in a cold sweat, his heart was finished, and he met a peerless master.

Without waiting for me to speak, the old man of the Black Miao tribe knelt on the ground and said in a trembling voice: "The little old man's name is Li Pufeng, he is a deacon of the Black Miao tribe, and he was ordered to arrest Bai Ling'er, the daughter of the patriarch of the Bai Miao tribe. I haven't done anything hurtful, so I can ask the hero to spare my life! ~~ Spare your life! ”

I saw that this old guy was quite clever, and said to him, "What's the matter with the resurrection of the 'Raccoon'?" ”

Li Pufeng was so frightened when he heard the 'fierce spirit' that his whole body trembled, his eyes dodged, and he saw beads of sweat dripping from his forehead, and finally Li Pufeng looked up at me suddenly, his eyes showed a crazy color, and said to me: "If you want to know the highest secret of my clan, no matter who you are, don't think about it." A trace of black blood flowed from the corner of his mouth as he spoke, and a fishy smell emanated, and Li Pufeng's body slowly fell to the ground.

Feeling that Li Pufeng's breath was completely gone, this guy actually bit the poison in his mouth and committed suicide by taking poison, thinking that he was also a ruthless person, he snorted coldly, and his body was distorted, and the person disappeared in place.

Bai Ling'er felt very lucky to be closed from the ghost gate, tidied up his clothes, and found that the life-saving benefactor was no longer there, and the old man of the Black Miao tribe did not know where to go, so he covered his chest and looked in a direction, and slowly walked into the woods.

After walking for about seven or eight miles, the sky was white, a red sun rose from the east, Bai Ling'er pushed open the gate of the cottage and walked in, the cottage was quiet and terrible, there were blood stains everywhere, and the whole cottage was as devastated as if it had been ransacked.

Bai Ling'er's face turned pale, and she shouted to the center of the village: "Grandma! ~I am back! He called a few times but no one answered. Bai Ling'er's little face was full of anxiety, and suddenly, she thought of a possibility, turned around and ran out of the cottage, ran wildly for about 20 minutes, and came to a valley.

In the distance, I heard the deafening sound of killing in the valley, the two sides of the Bai Miao and the Black Miao were fighting, and the ground was already full of the corpses of the Bai Miao people, and the Black Miao side was also killed and wounded.

I stood on the tip of a spruce tree and watched the battle below, a woman in her thirties from the Bai Miao tribe was the most prominent in the battlefield, she was holding a full moon scimitar, emitting bursts of white light, and at the same time dealing with 4 black Miao masters without falling behind. I thought to myself, "This woman has the realm of condensing the Great Perfection, and the white light that emanates from her hands from time to time is a manifestation of the condensation and formation of true qi, but there is no practice that cannot be used properly." ”

Bai Ling'er stood on the hillside and shouted, "Grandma!! ~~~" Suddenly rushed into the battlefield, a black Miao warrior went straight to Bai Ling'er, and fought in one place, because he was seriously injured, Bai Ling'er fell behind in a few strokes.

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