"If he is a senior, why should he use such means! Since he can't help this holy son, he will naturally retreat. ”

"The Three Holy Sons are wise!"

After this battle, Qian Dezhong was not only impressed by these three holy sons, but also sincerely admired, courageous, and daring to act, and the demon body that day shocked him even more. Not to mention anything else, this Heavenly Demon Body alone is enough for him to sit firmly in the position of the Three Holy Sons.

This attack on Lei Hai may be the action of several other holy places, or it may be the arrangement of the Qianyuan Holy Land, and it cannot be ruled out that it will be a test for the new holy son.

Opening the domain gate, Mu Bai and his party crossed the void with the Yinglong chariot, and teleported to the Zhuhuan Mountain Range in less than the tea time, which shows the wonderful use of this domain gate.

This is already the scope of the Venerable Domain, and as far as the eye can see, it is a mountain body that is more magnificent and stretching than the Zhuhuan Mountain Range, and it is coming side by side, like the giants of heaven and earth roaring from the ancient array. The towering peaks of the mountains plunged straight into the clear sky, and the clouds surrounded the mountainside to block the view, so that people could not see the spear tips of the peaks at all.

"This is the Venerable Domain!"

"Yes, the Three Holy Sons, this is the Venerable Domain, and here is the ladder for you to step on the heavens!"

In such a magnificent world, Mu Bai couldn't help but feel heroic. Qian Dezhong had a hunch that this Three Holy Sons would shine in the Venerable Domain.

"What a foot in the heavens, this Son promises you. ”

"Haha, the kid has such a big breath, and I'm not afraid that the wind of this domain will flash his tongue!"

Before the words fell, seven white-clothed figures slaughtered from the scorching sun's rays, all of them wearing white bone masks, blocking their divine senses, and appearing like ghosts.

"Protect the Three Holy Sons!"

Without waiting for Qiandezhong's order, the black, white, brown and gray four slaves had already stood in all directions, each offering a dry plate to shine.

"Qianyuan is a dead man, admirable!"

The person headed by the seven said coldly, not in a hurry to make a move, which shows that he has the certainty of killing.

"Sneaky, when you see me in the Qianyuan Holy Land, you dare to use your mantis arm as a car!"

"Haha, haha, it's your Qianyuan Holy Land!"

Saying that, the seven of them shot together, the movements were the same, all of them waved their backhands to throw out a scorching white sword, Qian Dezhong and the four slaves also shot immediately, and the five dry plates reflected each other, and together they sacrificed a thick brown earth light curtain.

"Puff Puff"

The seven swords slashed at the light curtain together, but they were like mud cows entering the sea, and they couldn't shake the protective light curtain of Qianpan.

"It's nothing more than what kind of person I am. Do you really think that anyone in my Qianyuan Holy Land can knead it!"

Under one move, I have a general understanding of the cultivation of the people who come. Qian Dezhong sacrificed his Yinglong long sword, the sword body was like a layer of silver frost, the cold light was pressing, and he flew alone to fight seven white-clothed people with a swing of the sword, the sword light was staggered, and the tinkling sounded.

"Qian Dezhong, so capable!"

At this time, behind everyone in the Qianyuan Holy Land, five more people wearing bronze masks appeared, walking slowly.

"Hmph, it's all something, sneaky

, dare to break ground on Tai Sui's head! Black and white slaves, you guys!"

The black and white slaves didn't say a word, and immediately rushed to kill them. No one should even think of stepping over, the Son is behind you, unless you let me die in battle!"

Qian Dezhong fought alone against seven white-clothed people, and still had the strength to pay attention to the battle between the black and white Qiannu and the five people wearing bronze masks, but his heart was anxious, because another wave of people came to the air.

It seems that this is a combination of several forces to kill the three holy sons of the Qianyuan Holy Land!

Before they met, they killed people, whether it was these holy places or holy sects, they were not necessarily more sacred than the forces of the Tanglin realm, but more vicious and ruthless.

The gray-robed slave immediately used the strength of one person to meet the five masked men who galloped forward. At this time, only the brown-robed slave was left guarding Mu Bai's side, and the situation was very critical, but his face still did not change.

"Qianyuan Holy Land, it really has a profound heritage, but you can't escape death after all!"

This voice came from nowhere, filling the heavens and the earth, and a black-robed figure silently appeared in front of Mu Bai, stretched out his hand and pointed at Mu Bai's forehead, and Mu Bai's body immediately turned into ashes. The black-robed man's face was stunned, and a Ying Long long sword stabbed straight into his back, piercing through the chest of the black-robed man.

"Good means, worthy of the three holy sons of Qianyuan!"

The black-robed man turned around suddenly, Mu Bai couldn't hold the Ying Long Sword in his hand, and was forced to be thrown out by the black-robed man, and the blade of the sword went straight into the throat of the brown-robed Qiannu, and a Dao Spirit Realm master was killed, and the Qianpan in his hand was still radiating light, and it fell to the ground.

At the moment when the black-robed man turned around, Mu Bai did not hesitate, and pinched the incarnation of the Holy Lord of the Qianyuan Holy Land in his hand, and the phantom of a golden-robed middle-aged man immediately manifested, and he also stretched out his hand and pointed at the forehead of the black-robed man. The black-robed man was startled and hurriedly retreated, still being smashed to pieces by half of his head with that finger.

"Retreat!"

Qianfeng Mountain, the Holy Lord of the Qianyuan Holy Land, is the existence of the peak of the Dao Spirit Realm, which is rare in the entire Metaverse, and it has been immersed in this realm for many years, it is a phantom, and it is not the enemy of the black-robed man.

The black-robed man shouted, and the five masked men left the gray-robed slaves and immediately dissipated in place. The gray-robed slave immediately turned around and firmly guarded Mu Bai's side, and the body of the brown-robed slave was at his feet.

"You're Qianjingnian?"

"Holy Lord of Qi, the younger generation is the year of Qianjing!"

"Okay, watch me kill the enemy!"

The phantom of Qianfeng Mountain did not disperse after pointing a finger, turned around and stretched out his big hand, holding the scorching sun in the air in his hand, and shattered it with a "click". A white-robed man showed his figure, ignoring the other seven white-clothed people who were still fighting fiercely with Qian Dezhong, and they were about to dissipate out of thin air immediately.

The left fist of the phantom of Qianfeng Mountain arrived, and with a swing of the punch, the white-robed man really dissipated into nothingness forever.

"You can't escape!"

The phantom of Qianfeng Mountain threw the scorching sun debris in his hand towards the mountain not far away, and a large mountain rumbled and dissipated, revealing six embarrassed figures, one of which was the black-robed man who had broken half of his head.

Mu Bai stretched out his hand and grabbed Ying Long's long sword, and in an instant, a sword pierced the throat of the black-robed man. The gray-robed Qiannu shot almost at the same time, and the Qianpan suddenly turned into a size of dozens of zhang and slapped suddenly, turning the remaining five masked people into meat sauce.

"That's good!

The phantom of Qianfeng Mountain nodded approvingly, revealing a smile.

"People from the Lu family, I want to help you show up!"

"Hmph, Qianfengshan, you are just a phantom, but you can't help Lu!"

An angry snort came from the endless void, and Mu Bai couldn't help but hang his heart again. I saw that the clear sky above my head was suddenly torn apart, and out of it came a man wearing a golden mask.

"It turned out to be Lu Changlin, the Great Elder of the Yuan Soul Holy Land, you really look down on my three sons. ”

Now that he had seen through it, the visitor took off his golden mask, revealing a delicate and peerless face, smiled contemptuously, and walked with steps.

(End of chapter)

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