Aren't you priests of the eighth or ninth level?

Listen to this.

The horsetail has a black line.

Do you need to ask this?

Can an eighth- or ninth-level priest sweep you like this?

That's it

Still thinking about starting a sect and becoming a sect master?

Still thinking of finding a goddess with the appearance of a fallen city as a couple?

A mocking smile rose from the corners of his mouth.

Ponytail looked at the quasi-ancestral god, "Guess!"

Hear the words.

That quasi-ancestral god was about to cry.

At this moment, he was sure.

I'm in trouble!

How the hell could this be an eighth- or ninth-level priest!

With one hand of purple yarn, he imprisoned the physical and divine bodies of his accomplices.

A whip calmly and invinciblely dissolves and annihilates the supernatural powers of a group of accomplices.

If this is an eighth- or ninth-level priest, then he of the quasi-ancestral god can attack the super sect!

But Nima is not an eighth- or ninth-level priest, why are you pretending to be an eighth- or ninth-level priest!

Just to put these unruly quasi-ancestral gods into it?

This quasi-ancestral god wanted to cry.

I really want to cry.

If he knew that the other party had this kind of strength, how could he dare to come up?

That's not how far you have to go!

Moreover, you just hide your strength.

Why did you still pretend to be afraid of the strength just now?

Can you stop playing god like this, can you stop bullying God like this!!

"I'll let you guess, what are you doing in a daze!

looked at the quasi-ancestral god who wanted to cry without tears.

Ponytail scolded.

Violet under the purple silk.

Those unlucky quasi-ancestral gods and half-step ancestral gods were still tightly entangled.

And it's getting tighter

So much so that he could only make a whining sound.

Smack-!

However.

Under the rebuke of the ponytail.

The Quasi-Ancestral God snapped and knelt down.

Crying, "I was wrong, I was wrong, I was wrong... Woooo

Look at this scene.

The ponytail almost ran out of breath.

This..

Is this more cowardly than Xu Sanduo?

Born in Yaochi Mountain, she still lacks understanding of the sufferings in the community.

It was hard for her to imagine the desire and obsession of ordinary priests to survive.

In many cases, it is not the priests who are instigated.

It's that they don't have the capital to be hard.

It's like Xu Sanduo.

If you don't coax it.

I don't know how many rounds I've died.

Not to mention that you can still get acquainted with Qin Fan's ponytail.

I'm afraid that when I was in Lulan Mountain, I would have to leave even the slag.

So, a lot of times, cowardice - that's also one of the ways to survive.

Especially for the vast majority of priests who have to struggle to survive in the cracks.

"I let you guess, I didn't let you kneel down and cry! I'm angry, I'm angry, Xu Sanduo, you go, clean him up!"

It's back to that nasty wayward state of mind.

Ponytail suddenly shouted in a stunned voice.

Qin Fan was not in a hurry to rush to the Great Yan Sect.

Laughing silently with interest.

Since Ponytail wants to play, let her have enough fun.

"What, Sect Master, you have to look at me!"

Don't dare to disobey the meaning of the ponytail.

But he didn't dare to go to the ponytail to take care of it.

Because Xu Sanduo knows that as long as he speaks, he will definitely be scolded.

Therefore, he could only face Qin Fan with trepidation.

"Go ahead!"

Qin Fan smiled and nodded.

He knew that Xu Sanduo was worried.

In fact, even if Xu Sanduo doesn't say anything, he will take care of it in real time.

After all, he is facing a quasi-ancestral god, if the other party initiates a fish death net to break the back.

Xu Sanduo's strength is really unbearable.

After getting Qin Fan's promise.

Xu Sanduo was completely relieved.

The villain's face came out at once.

Strode in front of the quasi-ancestral god.

Directly pumped down with a big mouth.

pia-！

The crisp sound is incomparably crisp and loud.

That quasi-ancestral god didn't dare to make any resistance at all.

experienced Qin Fan and Ma Wei pretending to be pigs and eating tigers one after another.

How could he dare to think that Xu Sanduo was an eighth-level priest!

Therefore, as long as you are not completely desperate, as long as you are not completely destroyed hope, you will not dare to resist!

"Aren't you awesome?"

pia-！

"Aren't you pretending?"

pia-！

"Do you want to open a sect?"

pia-！

"You want to be the sect master for this kind of thing, don't you?"

pia-！

"Little Ancestor asked you to guess, what do you mean by kneeling and crying?"

pia-！

"Don't you take the words of the little ancestor as the wind in your ears?"

Pound after pound.

It made the quasi-ancestral god dizzy, and he wanted to cry without tears.

This sustains his hope while humiliating it ruthlessly.

In the divine realm, there is nothing more humiliating than a slap in the face!

It's just that now, compared to survival, what is this humiliation?

"I was wrong, I was wrong, I was wrong!"

Under the slap of Xu Sanduo.

This quasi-ancestral god cried.

didn't dare to block Xu Sanduo's slap.

"What's wrong?"

At this moment, Xu Sanduo dared to say that it was the most enjoyable moment of pretending to be forced in his life.

The eighth-level strength pumped the quasi-ancestral god to the ground and cried again and again.

Who the hell is still in this god realm!!

"I shouldn't be!"

"I shouldn't be pretending!"

"I shouldn't have thought about opening a sect!"

"I shouldn't have knelt!"

Xu Sanduo's slightly paused slap after hearing this.

Angrily shook it up again.

pia-！

This slap knocked the quasi-ancestral god to the ground.

"What do you mean? You shouldn't kneel? You despise your little ancestor? Dare to despise your little ancestor, I-day-you-mother!"

said.

Xu Sanduo kicked hard at the quasi-ancestral god who fell to the ground.

"No, no, no, I didn't despise the little ancestor, how dare I despise the little ancestor, no, no, no!"

The quasi-ancestral god cried and howled.

But Xu Sanduo's kicking still didn't stop.

Beating the water dogs, he was used to this kind of thing.

How can you let it go so easily!

"Little Ancestor, I guess, I guess, I guess! Please, spare me, I guess!"

I feel that Xu Sanduo is getting more and more energetic.

The would-be ancestor god with tears on his face howled.

"Xu Sanduo, stop!"

A sly playful smile swept up from Ponytail's face again.

I heard that the quasi-ancestral god finally shouted the right words.

At that moment, Xu Sanduo stopped cleaning up.

For the little ancestor's order, Xu Sanduo didn't dare to disobey it, he didn't even dare to delay it with a trace of delay, "Yes, little ancestor!"

The words fell, and then continued to the quasi-ancestral god, "You'd better get to know each other, if you make the little ancestor angry again, think about the consequences!"

"Yes, yes, I don't dare, I don't dare!"

Aggrieved, aggrieved, afraid, helpless, hesitant.

All of these emotions were intertwined and surged into the quasi-ancestral god for a while.

He hated, hated why he went out today, hated why he pretended to stop the other party, hated why he wanted to be lustful!

Compared to hating Qin Fan's ponytail, there are many more.

He hates himself even more!

It's just a pity that it's useless to say anything now.

If you make a mistake, you have to pay the price.

Perhaps this is where the catastrophe lies

"Guess what, guess what level of priesthood we are."

"Well, if you're right, I'll pardon you all."

"But.."

Don't wait for Ponytail to finish speaking.

The quasi-ancestral god immediately screamed out in fear.

"What if I guess wrong?"

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