Chapter 363, Hematopoiesis

Just wanted to go to Zhong Lingzong, but this news hit his heart again.

"Rescue, organize a rescue immediately!" Luo said, and quickly walked out of the camp, but a Zhongtian Sect disciple crashed in.

"Yes, I'm sorry, Master. ”

"What's the hurry?" "Luo Qi doesn't come out in one place, knowing that he is anxious, you still come to hit Lao Tzu?

"Sect Master, Elder Zhihang of the Puyi Sect, ask to see, and bring the third son of the Demon Slayer. ”

"With the third son of the demon slayer, this old horseman!" Luo was furious, this old immortal brought the third son of the demon slayer, did he want to come to find death?

He stepped out in three steps and two steps, secretly condensing the power of the fairy spirit in his hand, the Hengkun sword was ready to go, Zhihang came to touch his brow at this time, and if he didn't kill him, he wouldn't be surnamed Ji.

"Ha, Commander Thistle, the old man has a big gift for you. ”

When Zhihang saw Luo, not only was he not hostile, but he also smiled flatteringly with an old face, which made Luo very uncomfortable.

"If there's a fart, let it go!"

Zhihang noticed Luo's face, spread out his palm, his palm opened like a bag, and a sleeping woman inside swayed out.

Luo's eyes were quick, and he quickly took it, this is Princess Tianling, a silly girl who held a wedding with herself.

"Commander Thistle, rest assured, Princess Tianling is fine, the injuries on her body have healed, and she will wake up in a few days. ”

Princess Tianling, no matter how you say it, is also the one who covered herself with a quilt, Luo told the banshee to take her down, and then, no matter what, she can't be hurt.

Zhihang peeked at Luo's face, as if secretly breathing a sigh of relief.

"Kneel down and make amends to the Thistle Commander!"

Zhihang was furious, and the third son of the demon slayer who was standing next to him fell to his knees.

At this moment, the air was still.

The third son of the demon slayer, the three arrogant immortal bone stages, knelt down so numbly.

As the youngest immortal bone stage of the Puyi Sect, he is the rising star of the sect, and he is the face of the Puyi Sect.

But this cheek voluntarily sticks to the ground and rubs it.

"Commander Thistle, we have a reckless temperament, and we have repeatedly collided with Commander Thistle, causing a great misunderstanding, and I hereby apologize to you!"

The three sons of the Demon Slayer said in unison.

"How is it, Commander Thistle? ”

Zhihang was quite unexpected, and he didn't feel that his shamelessness was unexpected.

"Get up, I belong to the same generation as you, compete for anger, even if you kill Mowgli, it is also a knife exchange.

This wind and rain, when it rests, it is rested. ”

Luo's generosity, let everyone look sideways, this is too TM soft-hearted, fools know that the third son of the demon slayer is just forced by the situation, and he will definitely be ashamed if he gives them a chance.

How can you say yes so happily?

The Venerable Lord next to him wondered if he had lost his eyes, Ji Luo, you are a big fool!

"Hehe, the mind of the great commander of the thistle is as big as the sea, you are lucky, and you don't kowtow to apologize!"

Zhihang is very proud, he explained to the third son of the demon slayer before he came, he must endure!

Thistle is now a sharp blade, follow him, even grasp him in his hands, then the universal religion will be able to sail with the wind, if it is against him, you all have to ......

The third son of the demon slayer really kowtowed on the ground.

Luo crossed his hands on his chest, this group of dogs, he really looked down on them.

"You don't have to do these false rituals, but get up. "Lodo.

"Thank you for the magnanimity of the Thistle Lord. "Zhihang is very excited, and this matter is over.

He is a universal religion and is still a giant in the spiritual ruin world.

"It's superfluous for them to kneel, but there is one person who should really kneel for me. ”

Luo Yanfeng turned, and the afterglow of his pupils converged on Zhihang's face.

At the same time, the people around them woke up for a while, it turned out that the old thief Zhihang was the one Luo wanted to get.

This old dog, see how he responds?

"I ......"

Zhihang's face changed drastically, and he couldn't believe looking at Luo.

It's clear that Thistle wants him to kneel!

"This, Commander This, are you kidding?"

"Are you joking when you destroy the Northern Cangguo? You blame me and offer a reward of one million Lingbei, ten million Lingbei, but are you joking?

You caught Princess Tianling, but are you kidding?"

Luo approached step by step, Zhihang's old face trembled, his eyes fluttered, but he didn't know how to respond.

At this time, a phantom appeared in the air, and the phantom slowly solidified.

"Coach!"

The third son of the demon slayer saw his old man appear, as if he saw the dawn.

Thistle, this bastard, was too strong, not only did they kneel, but even Elder Zhihang was forced to be embarrassed by him.

The three sons of the Demon Slayer are still fantasizing that the appearance of the Sect of Masters, even if they can't destroy the Zhongtian Sect and the Demon Clan, at least it can help them escape from the encirclement.

"Zhihang!"

The old man in charge of the sect shook his might and scolded.

This rebuke shattered the illusion of the three sons of the demon slayer, and mercilessly, shattered to the ground.

At this moment, the old man's eyes completely dimmed.

In fact, he had known that the old man in charge was coming, but he didn't show up and secretly observed himself.

Now he appeared, but he didn't want to get "justice" for himself.

Under the "overall situation" of the Puyi Sect, his little Zhihang is nothing.

The knees slowly softened and bent, and the world in Zhihang's eyes seemed to bend with his knees.

This was not the Spirit Ruins Realm he knew.

This is not a situation he is familiar with.

He thought about it 10,000 times, and he would never have thought that he would become such an outcast of the "big picture".

Over the years, how much has he done for the Puyi Church?

It's not an exaggeration to say it's been painstaking!

"Do you want this seat to do it for you?" said the old man in charge, like a thunderbolt, which became the last straw that pressed on his knees.

For him?

Hehe, ridiculous!

With these few words alone, the sin is already great.

The moment Zhihang landed on his knees, he felt dizzy, a mouthful of old blood came out of his mouth, and his vision was blurred......

In fact, Luo didn't have time to talk about anything with the old man in charge, but just threw out two principles.

The first is that the Puyi Sect will immediately withdraw the Forbidden Spirit Array, and the second is that the actions of the Puyi Sect must inform the Zhongtian Sect and the Demon Clan, if they act without authorization, it is equivalent to self-destructing the alliance oath.

The old man nodded in agreement.

Ji Luo, who was galloping towards Zhong Lingzong, was full of emotion in his heart, after so many years, he still failed to realize his dream of destroying the Seven Great Sects, but he could let the Seven Great Sects prostrate at his feet, whining and begging for mercy!

But at the same time, he had a headache, the strength of the remaining four major sects in the Spirit Ruins Realm was not as good as before.

How does this fight against the growing demons?

"Brother Luo, you, you're here!"

When he came to Ji Luo of Zhong Lingzong, he saw a bloody man walking towards him with a sword, and he was still a foot away, so he couldn't hold on and fell.

"Hu Zhuo, Hu Zhuo, wake up!"

Luo hurriedly took him, and the power of the white mang fairy in his palm poured into his chest.

As soon as Kolo's hand touched his clothes, the bloody clothes were like opening the floodgates, and blood gushed out.

Luo Xin was shocked, good guy, it's terrible! The entire chest was pierced by a punch, and most of his internal organs were lost, and it was not easy for him to hold on until he appeared.

Luo's palm flipped and quickly formed a spirit seal that struck into his chest.

The spirit seal entered his heart, emitting the light of the fairy spirit in the shape of a gossip, and the light turned into a circle and a half ring, which was interlocked, sealing his meridians, and at the same time, the light of the fairy spirit slowly merged into the mutilated heart, and slowly transformed into the lost part, and the spiritual light was rippling.

The black boy felt that his organs were like water bags, although they were extremely soft, they were very comfortable, and there was no intention of breaking them.