Chapter 120 Fighting

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The altar crumbled open with a crack visible to the naked eye.

Xiao Luo saw that the blow was effective, and swung the thunder light with all his strength to slash at the blood crystal, and thousands of thunderbolt silver snakes smashed the evil land.

The dazzling silver glow is intertwined with red, like a blooming firework.

The altar collapsed, the pool of blood evaporated, and the stones rolled down like rain.

Xiao Luo dodged and flew into the air, looking at the collapsed National Teacher's Mansion below, ruthless and emotionless.

Slowly closed his eyes, not knowing what to think.

Quietly waiting for the arrival of Ming Mako.

Such a big movement, like an earth dragon turning over, shook the ground, and it took a quarter of an hour to subside.

People who wake up in the middle of the night rush to escape the capital. The yelling dragon turned over, and the blind obedience of beating gongs and drums went out of the city.

It's also a good thing for the people below who fled in a panic, and then a big battle is inevitable, and maybe they can save their lives if they leave.

Palace

Wei Wuqiang was holding the blood crystal in his hand, sitting cross-legged in the center of the blood crystal circle and cultivating, the shattered crystal powder scattered on the ground.

His eyes opened, and he was furious at the fact that the barrier alarm was touched, and the ground continued to shake, indicating that his altar had been destroyed.

"Who is so bold and dares to destroy my altar, he is really looking for death!"

The hoarse and ugly voice of the Ring Soul echoed: "This person can destroy the altar formation, his skill must be strong, but it is not something you can deal with, how about the little doll not join forces with us?" ”

Wei Wuqiang was furious: "Soul Elder! I told you to reshape your body, don't have a bad idea! Just help me! ”

"You kid doesn't listen to persuasion, just don't blame the old man for taking away if you hang up!"

"Don't even think about it!"

After speaking, he flew out, and the gold thread on the blood-colored red robe was embroidered with a bewitching mandala, and the flower branches on the other side jumped up on his forehead and cheeks.

It was originally a green bamboo handsome face, but because of the evil skills, it added a bit of mystery and weirdness, and a little more bloodthirsty.

As soon as Xiao Luo saw this person, he had a feeling of being an old enemy, and he never died.

The two were hostile and didn't want to go up and down.

Wei Wuqiang was the same, and he felt a sense of danger when he saw Xiao Luo: "Who are you?" We have no grievances and dare to destroy my mansion! ”

Xiao Luo chuckled and looked at Wei Wuqiang, who was on the same level as him: "Where are you Wei Wuqiang pretending to be stupid, who is this king, you don't know?" Is it true that there is no one in Beiqing, let you be the target? ”

Wei Wuqiang's red light flowed, ready to go, and said patiently:

"It turned out to be the king of Xiaoyao, the two countries were at war, Beiqing lost, I'm afraid it's not appropriate for you to be angry with this seat. Although this seat is a national teacher, it can't exceed its authority, it's not right, demolish my country's teacher's mansion, destroy my secret room altar, and the king of freedom must give me an explanation! ”

"Do you really think this king doesn't know? Cultivating evil laws, mutilating the world, provoking the war of the four countries to swallow our Beiqing, and using the battlefield blood to achieve themselves, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a demon and evil!

This king still keeps the altar to accomplish you, this scourge will not succeed! ”

Xiao Luo Ling Ran looked at Wei Wuqiang, who was shining with the red light of the evil spirit, and was secretly vigilant, this person was too weird.

Wei Wuqiang looked at Xiao Luo gloomily, his bloody eyes smiled proudly: "Where did the King of Xiaoyao say that the righteousness Ling Ran, people are not destined to be destroyed, they have selfish intentions to be provoked, and they are willing to be the sword warriors of this seat, and it depends on who has the greatest ability!"

What's wrong with pursuing immortality? This seat is just a waste use, and people are not killed by me, they kill each other and are willing to fight for power, this seat is just pushing the boat down the river and sending a few pills. There is no killing ring, it is already a good heart! ”

Xiao Luo was cold and did not answer the sophistry.

That's right, there are countless people in power who are vying for power and profit, and the royal family battles are even more bloody, even without him, Wei Wuqiang will definitely have wars.

How can the world not use him to comment, let the scourge not get rid of it and threaten itself sooner or later, the lady is pregnant, and the younger generations cannot not come out of it for a lifetime.

The person they cultivated had a strong blood and aura, and he didn't believe that the person in front of him was not moving.

All uncertainties that threaten oneself must be eliminated in the cradle.

Xiao Luo thought well.

Wei Wuqiang saw that Xiao Luo's aura was very much, and the soul elder was also very moved, and secretly sent a message: "Little doll, this one King of Freedom can be worth half of the countrymen, you and I will join forces to take down this person, and refining his qi and blood can reach the Mahayana exercises!" ”

"Are you sure?"

"This person is cultivating the orthodox immortal method, his qi and blood are mellow, you and I join forces, don't underestimate the enemy!"

couldn't be caught off guard, the red light shone brightly, and countless blood threads were wrapped around Xiaoluo.

Xiao Luo had long been on guard and his body moved slightly, and the thunderball in his hand was thrown suddenly, and the two forces collided, cutting off the red light blood line, and headed straight for Wei Wuqiang.

The two of them have different spells, but they are very powerful, and the sky is dark, the city walls have collapsed, and countless houses have become ruins.

Xiao Luo couldn't bear to implicate innocent people, so he flashed into the air to fight with them.

Wei Wuqiang, who gradually fell into the downwind, had a haze of blood, his blood eyes were red, and he absorbed the blood mist below to condense the dark clouds to nourish himself.

The soul elder was not lightly injured, and the soul body was consumed too much: "The little doll must not fall in love with the war, save the strength, and get this revenge back in the future"

Wei Wuqiang was unwilling to stop there, if he quit at this time, and then plotted to kill him, he didn't know when, his great cause would not succeed and would come to naught.

The King of Freedom deceived people too much, so he had to force him to kill!

Then don't blame him for being ruthless! I wanted to keep these ants to serve him in the future, but the corners of his mouth smiled evilly, and red light shrouded the city below.

The blood-colored clouds gathered, and the blood of the people below gradually lost their qi and blood and turned into skeletons, and tens of thousands of people suffered, stirring the heavens and the earth to change color.

The cold light in Xiao Luo's eyes surged, he was really a stubborn demon!

The thunder in his palm flashed, crackling, and he pursued the victory, and thousands of thunder snakes rushed straight to Wei Wuqiang in the blood mist.

The blood mist was unavoidable, it was struck by the lightning light, and it evaporated, and Wei Wuqiang spat out the blood in his heart.

He looked at the person opposite in a haze, furious.

This revenge is not avenged, and it is not a person!

Casting a secret technique, he slammed into his chest, and the blood condensed into two sharp swords and rushed straight away.

The stumbling figure almost fell into the air, stabilized its body and turned into a blood mist to escape.

Xiao Luo was forced to retreat by the blood sword, several lightning flashes, consuming the blood sword, the corners of his eyes jumped, and he retreated again and again to dodge, but the blood sword chased after him as if it was alive.

The body took out the fish monster scale armor to resist.

The scale armor was quickly corroded and penetrated, losing its luster, and the first blood sword was exhausted, and Xiao Luo was secretly frightened.

The other blood sword was still as difficult to deal with as a sharp sword, and the barrier was corroded and penetrated, so he hurriedly took out two pieces of scale armor and superimposed them to resist.

The secret curse frowned, Wei Wuqiang turned into a blood mist and fled, he couldn't get away from chasing at this time, and secretly said that it was a pity, and there would be endless trouble after letting the tiger return to the mountain.

This feud is settled, frowning and looking at it, unwilling and helpless.

The blood sword was exhausted, and Xiao Luo breathed a sigh of relief. If it weren't for this talisman, he would be in trouble today.

Wei Wuqiang's methods are endless, and if he is given more time, he will become a big trouble.

In this battle, he must have been injured a lot, vomited blood twice in a row, and used secret techniques, so he would not come out again to make waves in a short time.