The Thirty-Three Days Tribe is not a name, just a code name.

The tribes of each day are called the tribes of the thirty-three days.

The subordinates snorted coldly, but they remembered the identity of the person in front of them.

The fighting method is not something that Dan Qiusheng is good at, although it is the Taichu Upper Realm, but if it is the turn of the fighting method, Dan Qiusheng may not be the opponent of the sword cultivators of the Taichu Lower Realm.

But if it's the turn of the protracted war......

A pill entered his stomach, Dan Qiusheng's face quickly turned ruddy, and he spit out a mouthful of true qi, and the majestic true qi in his hand came from the mountains and seas again.

The face scarves of the thirty-three people were not removed, but it can be imagined that his face was not good-looking. In the face of Dan Qiusheng's palm, he actually chose to resist with his body, and after eating a palm, he seemed to quickly withdraw away.

Dan Chusheng didn't want to make a big deal out of it, because he knew the situation of the Terrans now.

The Thirty-Three Days did not want to make a big deal out of it, because he knew that it would not be a good thing.

The figures of the two were like two afterimages.

It was also the primordial upper realm, Dan Qiusheng couldn't catch up with the thirty-three day people, but at this time, looking at the two meteors that crossed the sky, Dan Qiusheng actually had a tendency to surpass.

He's burning the true element.

It was the time when Jian San was exchanged for life.

......

......

Kensan is dying.

It's really dying.

His entire chest was sunken, and his eyes had completely lost their luster, but they were still as wide as they could.

He was looking at the two lights.

"Who are you?"

Jian San may have a last word, but it certainly won't be for Xu.

Xu Lai hesitated for a moment, and then said, "It's your ancestor." ”

The corners of Jian San's mouth tugged upwards with difficulty, "It's a little interesting." After a pause, he added, "I want to see him die." ”

Xu Lai said, "There is a high probability that you will die before him." ”

Jian San didn't speak again, but his Adam's apple kept stirring, panting out at a short but swift speed.

His chest was no longer heaving, and his ribs were broken.

Xu Lai didn't speak, he picked up Jian San and began to chase the footsteps of the thirty-three day people.

......

......

Dan Qiusheng adopted a completely lethal style of play.

True Yuan is something that only appears after a practitioner has entered the realm of unity.

After the unity of the realm, the true qi is transformed into the essence, or the dantian is stored, or the sea of knowledge is stored, and the cultivator can explode the true yuan in a short period of time to obtain a great increase in combat effectiveness.

Of course, there are also big troubles.

If it erupts excessively, it will even hurt the practitioner's Dao Foundation.

A trace of shame finally appeared in the voices of the thirty-three tribesmen, "Dan Qiusheng, are you crazy? If the Seven Star Sect dares to kill me, God will definitely not let go of the Great Zhou Dynasty." ”

Yes, he was speaking to the Seven Star Sect.

After such a long time, eight crab farmers died tragically, and the Seven Star Sect discovered his identity again, then Dao Zun must have known about it.

But why didn't Daozun make a move?

Danqiu's face was expressionless, as if he hadn't heard it, and the moment his hand moved, he had already sacrificed a magic weapon.

A magic weapon like a tripod.

This magic weapon is not used for fighting, but for alchemy.

But Dan Qiusheng took it out this time.

At this moment, an old man at the foot of the mountain walked up slowly, seemingly walking very slowly, but one step can step a distance of dozens of steps for ordinary people, and the soles of his feet are more rich and turbulent.

Dan Qiusheng obviously knew that the old man had gone to the foot of the mountain, so he only said lightly, "I'll come." ”

What do you mean?

I'll kill him.

The thirty-three days of the people followed Dan Qiusheng's eyes, obviously also recognized the old man who walked up from the foot of the mountain, and his voice suddenly raised and exclaimed.

"Master Cen?"

The two great Supreme Elders of the Seven Star Sect are all the strength of the Primal Upper Realm. It stands to reason that if you don't enter the Xuan, you are not qualified to serve as a Supreme Elder in a first-class sect like the Seven Star Sect.

But Master Cen and Dan Qiusheng are exceptions.

Master Cen is good at arranging formations, and Dan Qiusheng is good at alchemy.

The Dao array set up by Master Cen himself, even the powerful who connected to the Xuan Realm could be trapped in it for a short time.

"A stick of incense. ”

The time of a stick of incense.

If a stick of incense can't solve the other party, then Master Cen will take action.

Master Cen took two steps back.

Thirty-three days ago, the people knew that they would not be spared today, and their eyes began to show a hint of fierceness.

Xu Lai held Jian San and hurried towards the place of the subordinates.

The ghost car turned to Emperor Xuantian and asked, "Your Highness, shall we go?"

"The Lord of Shanjian City has sealed the four great protector heavenly kings, and the tribes of the thirty-three days can't solve it, then there is no need for the human race to exist. ”

Emperor Xuantian closed the window of the private room, and no longer paid attention to the battle between Master Cen and the Thirty-Three Days Army.

The men took off their face toils.

At this point, there was no need for him to hide.

His eyes glowed with purple.

Danqiu Sheng sneered, "Sure enough, it's the ghost clan." ”

The tripod was held high.

This kind of alchemy magic weapon is very unsuitable for fighting.

But Dan Chusheng still has to be used for battle.

Because he wants to avenge Kensan.

Whether it is the Seven Star Sect or the Guiyuan Sword Sect, before this, there is a unified title.

It's all Terran.

Master Cen didn't intervene, because he also saw that the three swords turned into a sword in one life.

Daozun didn't intervene either, maybe he saw it, maybe he didn't see it.

Danding slammed down with a roar.

Dan Qiusheng's true yuan is still burning.

Thirty-three days all the people began to fill their bodies with purple mist......

The color of the mist is the best way to distinguish the strength of the ghost clan.

Only the true qi color of the Ghost Clan in the Primal Realm and the Tongxuan Realm is purple, and when the Ghost Clan breaks through to the Guiyuan Realm, the true qi will turn black.

If you see the black ghost people, there is no doubt that it is the current ghost king.

The bewitching purple seems to be able to attract people's hearts and minds, and Dan Qiusheng actually lost his mind for a short time, and as soon as Dan Ding came into contact with the purple mist, a trace of white smoke actually came out of it.

Danding is being corroded.

Master Cen is accumulating strength.

Xu Lai was watching.

Kenzo is dying.

As soon as he came into contact with the purple mist, Danding's speed seemed to be slowed down countless times. However, Dan Qiusheng did not seem to intend to fight only with the help of Dan Ding, and his body quickly closed the distance with the Thirty-Three Days.

The mist of the ghost clan is a big killer weapon for them, and even the flesh of the witch clan cannot prevent the corrosion of the fog of the ghost clan.

That's why the fish intestine sword will break, and Xu Lai will come to the Seven Star Sect.

What even the fish intestine sword can't stop, Dan Qiusheng is destined to be unable to stop.

Blood began to blister on Dan Qiusheng's face.

His purpose was to force out the ghost clan's souls.

The flesh is nothing but a medium for the ghosts.

Dan Ding's strength was exhausted, and he was powerless to fall from the purple mist. But at the same time, Dan Qiusheng's palm also lightly led to the chest of the thirty-three day people.

Jian San was godless and had sunken down, and a glimmer of hope suddenly came out of his eyes,

Thirty-three days of people screamed, and a cloud of purple mist erupted from their bodies, and a pair of leisurely firelight diffused from the purple mist.