Today's little Wuyou has no bottleneck before Wu Zun's peak, but unfortunately, although there is no bottleneck, it requires a lot of energy to support him to improve his cultivation. Because every one of his martial souls is extraordinary. The blood of the martial soul is already layer by layer of martial soul, but after transformation, according to the judgment of the reincarnation of the ancestors, the little martial artist will not die at least, and it is also a layer of soul.

The combination of two days and one emperor is naturally extremely powerful. The amount of energy that can be improved is also amazing, not to mention that the divine pulse needs to be increased.

If he were the son of three, there would be no need to think about these things. Naturally, there are elders in the family who plan for him. Unfortunately, he's just a single person, but resources have become his biggest problem, so there's no way around it. In order to improve his strength as soon as possible, he could only be cheeky to grab the things of the lower-level Wu Hun Jing monks.

Getting rid of the thoughts in his head, Xiao Wuyou touched Xiao Ji's head and asked, "Xiao Ji, ...... next place"

But before he could finish speaking, he couldn't wait to stuff the subplot into the bracelet and said to himself, "No, the important thing is to ask for some interest." ”

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Nangong Jiu, the twenty-seventh expert of the "Jingyue Martial Soul List", is the same as the other three children. They are born with the power of blood and have a stronger talent than others. With the improvement of cultivation and the deepening of the awakening of blood, even if they are not as diligent as others, they can become geniuses among the geniuses of Jingyue Temple. Nangong Jiu is one of them.

Naturally, his talent is not as good as nangongli, but because he was born in a nangong family, he can awaken his blood, others spend half the effort to get the same strength as others, and he is not a good son, and now he is still in the top 30 position JingyueWuhun list. Just waiting for the end of the Silver Moon Group, he will do his best to break through Wu Hunfeng and step into Wu Jun's territory.

At this time, he happened to go through a battle. With the help of several top games in Warcraft, he took a month's worth of second-level elven grass and was full of energy.

"Southern Gregorian calendar and Moguray, one day, I will become one of the most favored envoys. As for you, just wait for me to prepare a saddle for you. Nangong Jiu said with a smile.

The Nangong family has almost become the minions of this mysterious organization, and Nangong Jiu is no exception. Their minds, like those ordinary people who were drenched in the blood of the Dementors at first, were all about organizing and contributing themselves. However, compared to the blood-drenched way, the occult organization is clearly much more sophisticated.

When Nangong Jiu was so happy and forgetful.

At this time, Xiao Wuyou used his best strength in front of Nangong No. 9.

"The Eye of Reincarnation, you are the Duanmu family!" When the Eye of Reincarnation appeared, Nangong No. 9's heart suddenly trembled, and then he lost his voice.

In this world, only the people of the Duanmu family have the eye of reincarnation, so Nangong Jiu thinks that Xiao Wuyou is a member of the Duanmu family.

"Wrong!" Xiao Wuyou said in a low voice. At this time, he had already come to Nangong No. 9's body, and he and his soul came to Nangong No. 9 with his bare hands.

Facing the fists that bombarded from the left and right, Nangong No. 9 looked surprised, because the breath of the fist wind had already felt a deadly threat. As he gritted his silver teeth, a billowing wave of red qi appeared on his body, and the awakening power of blood was immediately used.

"Bang!"

As soon as the power of blood exploded, Xiao Wuyou's fist hit. With the magical feeling of the reincarnated eye, Nangong Jiu could barely hold the Purple Lei Xiaozhen Halberd to block him. Xiao Wuyou and the ghost's fists slammed into Purple Thunder Xiao Zhen's halberd, and a deep voice sounded in the air.

Nangong nine feet

As a Nangong family, they still have a certain understanding of the Duanmu family that their family destroyed. For the people of the Duanmu family, if they knew the eye of reincarnation, they would inevitably embark on the path of magic and long-range attacks, so they didn't pay attention to the tempering of their bodies.

But at present, the man in black is named Wu Ying, and he found that the other party's physical strength just now was very strong. It's like the fist power of a small fist being hit by tens of thousands of kilograms. If he had been directly hit by the other party just now, then he must have been seriously injured now, which was completely different from the Duanmu people he knew.

"When you're dead, you'll know. Xiao Wuyou didn't answer Nangong Jiu's question head-on, but he still followed Thunder Shadow's footsteps and rushed towards Nangong Jiu. He didn't want to break through the defense of the Purple Thunder Little True Halberd, but used all his strength.

Nangong No. 9 wanted to distance himself and regroup, but Xiao Wuyou and the black soul were like moths possessed. Just when Xiao Wuyou was forced to retreat, the black soul would come and shake the black soul back. Xiao Wuyou approached again. Nangong Jiukong has the eye of reincarnation and has the strength of the pinnacle of martial arts, but it cannot be perfect.

In a short period of time, the two have already fought for no less than 50 moves. Xiao Wuyou's attack was like a thunderbolt, and it was lightning fast. There seems to be a deep hatred between him and Nangong Wine, so that Nangong Wine has no respite. Moreover, the more they fought, the more powerful Xiao Wuyou's fists were, the greater the shock in his heart.

"How could Nangong Jiu be suppressed by ghosts?" Nangong Jiu lost his voice.

When he first met Xiao Wuyou, he didn't expect the battle to be suppressed. His head was swollen and painful. To resist the power of the reincarnated ancestor, he must rely on willpower to resist. However, Xiao Wuyou's attack was so ferocious that he couldn't distract too much heart to resist the power of reincarnation. According to this trend, it is only a matter of time before Nangong No. 9 loses.

"Duanmu family, you and my family should work together. Why are you fighting with me?" Nangong No. 9 shouted to Xiao Wuyou. At this time, his mind has been shaken, so I hope that Xiao Wuyou will not do this again.

"I said you're wrong!" Xiao Wuyou's fist was whistling. He didn't want to stop. He wasn't going to fight for too long, so he had to fight quickly.

"Big dog, since you want to die, my Nangong Jiuquan you!" Nangong No. 9 shouted angrily when he saw that Xiao Wuyou was still rushing at him.

At the same time, on the body surrounded by blood and qi, a gray aura with extremely evil power was like a seed. There was a gray line of sight mixed with blood. At the same time, Nangong Nine's eyes are also gray. The expression was similar to the Eye of Samsara. At the same time, his momentum is on the rise.

"Die!" Nangong Nine Halberds swept towards Xiao Wuyou, their voices becoming muffled.

"Ah, that's what it feels like!" Xiao Wuyou's face was startled, and his figure suddenly exploded, because he felt that Nangong Jiu was a great threat.

Kankan avoided Nangong Jiu's halberd. Xiao Wuyou did not rush to Nangong Jiu, but stood in the distance, looking at Nangong Jiu expressionlessly. Then whispered, "What kind of ability is this?"

Xiao Wuyou felt the gray aura in Nangong Fort, but now it was the first time he had faced it up close. There was an evil feeling in his breath, as if Nangong Jiu was no longer his own, but his incarnation had turned into a monster that existed in Killing Ah Lu.

"Wu Ying, this is what you forced me to do. So, pay homage with your head.

Xiao Wuyou has been wandering in this Silver Moon Cave. When he comes across a treasure that no one has found, he goes straight to his pocket. When he meets someone he is fighting for, he judges the situation and decides whether to sell or not. If he met the Nangong family and the Moko family, as long as he was alone, he would suddenly sell it.

Naturally, the members of the Nangong family didn't have to say that the entire family was controlled by that mysterious organization. When he thought of the white bone magma pool in Nangong Fort, he didn't have any burden of killing the Nangong family, because in his eyes, the Nangong family was not a monk, just a group of animals.