Wu Er, who seems to be a concubine, is a little unhappy.

After glancing at the golden incense villain, he puffed out his cheeks and put his hands in front of him, half angry, half unhappy.

The golden light incense villain is not a smug person, he will accept it when he sees it, and he didn't go to Xiao Wuer to say a few cool words, showing off a moment or two, after all, he is still in other people's territory, although he doesn't have to worry about it now, but who knows when he is not alone?

And he is not a white-eyed wolf who forgets his righteousness, and Xiao Wu Erda didn't take care of him before.

So in the next moment, the golden light incense villain, the intuition was to run on Wu Chen's shoulder, and his figure disappeared with a slip of smoke, and he was full of food and drink, not to have a good night's sleep.

Wu Chen stepped towards Yu Zhenjian, who was still using heaven and earth as a cage and restraining him.

It's just that before Wu Chen could move forward, Yu Zhenjian's acupuncture points began to flow with golden blood, wisps of blood, converging on the top of his head, and then forming a golden ball the size of an ordinary adult's fist.

After the golden orbs converged, they began to depart from the top of the peak.

It's just that as soon as Wu Chen's palms were closed, heaven and earth were imprisoned, and the golden ball was closed.

Then, without waiting for the golden ball to react, a small hole suddenly tore out of the space before its death, and in that small hole, an irresistible suction force went straight to the golden ball.

Before the golden ball could escape and leave, it was completely submerged into the vast and boundless spatial crack.

The reappearance was in Wu Chen's palm, and the golden ball at this time was no longer struggling, because he and his master both knew that it was useless to struggle, and the ending was the same.

Wu Chen didn't even look at the golden ball, so he casually threw it to Xiao Wuer.

Wu Er was naturally overjoyed, thinking of climbing to the soles of his master's feet, and said with tears and snot how he Wu Er was moved, but when he thought about his master's temper, if it turned out to be an empty joy, how would it be good, so he Wu Er learned to be smart, so he simply didn't say anything.

It's just that he, Wu Er, is happy, and naturally someone is unhappy.

In the corner above and above the peak, the black shadow trembled violently, and the figure of the kiss appeared.

He said to himself: "I know, I know! Hey, I haven't seen a wonderful scene yet, but I have posted a lot of it, who is to blame? Of course, I blame you for the kiss, and you have a thousand years of time." ”

It's just that there is not much on the kiss face that is really sad for himself that is equivalent to fifty percent of his accumulated cultivation, life is boring, not so the gatekeeper of the god-man ruins is the same as the old man who plays the sword, and he always feels tired of life, according to the time, he is much longer than the other party, but even so, he still hasn't lived enough to kiss, and it is not enough to have a few thousand years.

Previously, when he left the kiss and traveled to the secular dynasty under the mountain, he had visited the second dynasty under the secular mountain under the Daxuan Dynasty, the Dashuo Dynasty.

For this second largest dynasty, which was once composed of one branch of the first dynasty under the mountain, he felt that there was a widely circulated saying in the Dashuo Dynasty that made sense, called "It is better to die than to live." ”

That's why he felt that he was not enough to kiss him.

So it's worth it to use this thousands of years of accumulation of family wealth in exchange for half a moment of sadness at this time.

Immediately after the kiss turned into a ball and lay down again, if you don't look at it, you don't look at it, maybe if you look at it twice, you can earn back the little bit you lost, and you have a happy life, isn't it a big profit.

Wu Chen walked towards Yu Zhenjian, so the shackles of heaven and earth on Yu Zhenjian's body, the shackles that were imprisoned by the entire Martial Ancestor Secret Realm, dissipated with the wind and disappeared.

Yu Zhenjian began in the moment when the shackles dissipated, gathering and gathering all over the sword intent.

In other words, he Yu Zhen had never given up gathering sword intent before and struggling to fight.

It's just that without the cultivation that lent him Yu Zhenjian by Kiss, his Yu Zhenjian is only a sword cultivator at the peak of the Xuanhuang Realm.

No matter how strong the sword of the Middle Three Realms should be, how strong should it be? Isn't it that there is no Xuansheng Sword wielded by the Xuan Emperor's Triple Heaven Great Perfection Realm, as if it was a sword that destroys the heavens and destroys the earth.

But his Yu Zhenjian is still out of the sword.

The result was naturally as he Yu Zhenjian thought in his heart, and within ten steps of Wu Chen, he was blocked by the spiritual power in this heaven and earth, which was spontaneously formed.

But this still did not delay him Yu Zhenjian to take out the sword, and he slashed three times in a row, until he Yu Zhenjian had no sword intent all over his body, and there was no sword to come out.

Panting to the side, still like a sword.

Before Wu Chen could speak, Yu Zhenjian replied with a smile: "I didn't expect it." ”

"Didn't expect me to stand here?"

"I didn't expect her to be so cowardly, and she wasted so many people to make a sword, but she couldn't make her move. ”

Wu Chen suddenly looked at Yu Zhenjian with a different kind of eyes, and pointed at Yu Zhenjian with his finger, and the aura of heaven and earth was mobilized, as if he was in the army.

Yu Zhenjian's face suddenly became particularly distorted, and his facial features also became blurred, strangely hideous.

Suddenly, small black dots the size of sesame seeds floated up, and these dots began to condense and form, and then became an extremely vague shadow.

can't see the facial features clearly, can't see the body clearly, just know that the other party is still a "thing".

Above that shadow, there is a pair of eyes that seem to be able to swallow everything.

His eyes looked directly at Wu Chen.

The remaining two people, Yang Zhantian and Huang Jiulong, who was surrounded by sword intent, could clearly feel an inexplicable strange feeling.

It seems that what stands in front of the two of them is not a pair of eyes, but a mouth, a bloody mouth that seems to be able to devour everything.

Wu Er hugged the golden ball, and the sky had always fallen, and Wu Er, who was taller than him Wu Er, looked at the shadow at this time, but his face was full of horror.

Wu Er is not a mountain monk, let alone a strange beast elf, he is the law of heaven and earth in this Martial Ancestor Secret Realm, Wu Er is afraid of that shadow, that proves that it is not he Wu Er is afraid of anything, but this heaven and earth, since the appearance of that phantom, he began to fear that phantom.

The phantom detached from Yu Zhenjian, and as a result, Yu Zhenjian began to turn into a little meson and dissipate invisibly.

Yu Zhenjian, which should not have been there, is really gone, and there is no next reincarnation.