"This guy is really heartless, so he can sleep like this!" Genesis Sword looked at Nangong Ruoli, who was lying there comfortably, and muttered angrily.

"Stinky boy, let you be so comfortable, do you think this illusion is so simple? Give you a little bit of power to take a look!" The Creation Sword really couldn't bear Nangong Ruoli's comfortable appearance, and he was anxious in his heart.

At the same time, the white rays of the sword body flowed, gradually forming a fine white light network, slowly merging with the surrounding white space.

At this time, Nangong Ruoli also felt a fluctuation in the surrounding space, and couldn't help frowning, his divine sense was released, but his eyes were still closed.

As soon as the Divine Sense Fang poked out of his body, the surrounding environment changed again, and the white piece had disappeared, replaced by a castle filled with the thick aura of eternity.

"It's quite real, rotten sword, it's just that this castle is a little old, can you replace it with a new one?" Nangong Ruoli suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the castle and said.

The Creation Sword almost went off fire when he heard this, this little bastard, he finally managed to get such a big guy out, and he even dared to make fun of it.

The Creation Sword couldn't help but have a trace of competitiveness in his heart, and as soon as his spiritual sense moved, there was a sudden sound of crying and struggling in the castle.

When Nangong Ruoli heard this voice, the smile on his face stopped abruptly, and was replaced by a surge of anger.

A monstrous flame suddenly rose from his eyes, and the colorful light around his body exploded, and his whole body was projected towards the ancient castle like a cannonball!

This voice is very familiar to him, it is the voice of the rain master Lingfei, that is, Xuan Ming, what makes him even more unbearable is Xuan Ming's heart-rending cry for help.

The theory of illusion has been completely left behind by Nangong Ruoli, and all he thinks about in his heart is the voice and smile of Concubine Yushi.

"Peng-" Where the true qi of the body protection collided, the heavy iron gate turned into debris in the sky, scattering swords in all directions, and Nangong Ruoli's face was also in pain.

I didn't have time to think about it at all, and I followed the voice of the rain master and the concubine and galloped away!

The terrain in the ancient castle is very chaotic, full of some long corridors and pavilions, Nangong Ruoli flew quickly as if he was crazy, and his body method exploded to the extreme.

That kind of speed made the Creation Sword can't help but secretly applaud, and looking at Nangong Ruoli's gaze has also changed a little, and secretly sighs if he is too much.

"This is it, open it for me-" Nangong Ruoli roared, and with a wave of his palm, the mixed yuan true qi exploded all over the sky, and a gate at the end of the corridor exploded again.

In the midst of the debris in the sky, accompanied by Nangong Ruoli's heavy gasping sound, a middle-aged man with a rough face and a blue crown slowly stood up, and there were stains of blood on the ugly things on his lower body.

Below him, a naked woman was pleading in pain, and looking at that face, it was the rain master spirit concubine.

"Concubine Ling—" Nangong Ruoli's eyes were red, and he hissed.

The middle-aged man smiled slightly, stroked the smooth thigh of Concubine Yushi twice defiantly, and then smiled: "Do you want to see it? There are many more? Are you angry? I wonder if you will be even more angry when you see this!"

After that, he tore off a piece of white yarn on the edge of the house with a cruel smile, and the white yarn gently slid to the ground, revealing a room full of spring colors, and a picture that made Nangong Ruoli crazy.

Behind the white veil, there were six snow-white bodies side by side, and twelve beautiful eyes that made Nangong Ruo dream, full of despair at the moment.

The owners of those six bodies are none other than Beicang Jing, Leng Yu, Xie Yiran, Hua Splash Tears, Mingyue and Xiao Ling.

The six women who have a trace of relationship with Nangong Ruoli are also the women who have always kept Nangong Ruoli in mind.

Although except for Beicang Jing and Leng Yu, the rest of the women did not establish any relationship with him, but in Nangong Ruoxi, there was an instinctive protection for all of them.

Even Nangong Ruo couldn't tell what it was like to leave him, just like Mingyue and Xiaoling, although he was not included in the ranks of his harem, he couldn't let others get involved.

And at this moment, the seven women who had an inexplicable relationship with him all ended up like this, and Nangong Ruoli's will seemed to collapse.

Two lines of blood and tears slipped down from the corners of his eyes, his face was as pale as paper for a while, he opened his mouth and suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood, looked up to the sky and roared, and the green tendons on his forehead jumped violently.

"Death to me—" The power of the palm spewed out, mixed with anger and grief, and a punch was blasted, the sky and the earth changed, and the entire castle was also twisted with this force.

"The pearl of rice grains, you dare to shine, just with you, a little person, you are also worthy of having so many beauties with national colors and fragrances? haha, they are all from this seat!"

An arrogant voice sounded, and in an instant, the palm that had been heavy appeared in front of Nangong Ruoli out of thin air, and the colorful fist that filled the sky was blocked by this ordinary palm that could not be in the ordinary hand.

And there was no fluctuation at all, all the light turned into nothingness, and Nangong Ruoli's fist happened to be grabbed by the other party in his hand.

The middle-aged man looked at Nangong Ruoli as if he was playful, and as if he was pitying, he said softly: "I want to play with them in front of you, how about it? These women, are you reluctant?" haha!"

After speaking, with a move, the little spirit on the side was directly grabbed by him, and he collapsed weakly, leaning obliquely on the middle-aged man's body.

The middle-aged man smiled like a demonstrative smile towards Nangong Ruoli, and his other big hand wantonly demanded it on Xiao Ling's body, and a trace of despair flashed in Xiao Ling's eyes.

Nangong Ruoli clenched his teeth, a trace of blood flowed down from the corner of his mouth, and he roared angrily: "Let her go for me!"

"Just because you want to order me? I'm afraid I don't have this qualification, hmph, I will kill all your women in front of you! Nangong Ruoli, you waste just show me!"

"Let me go!" Nangong Ruoli's true qi burst out all over his body, wanting to shake the big hand, but all the true qi couldn't shake the middle-aged man's arm.

Let Nangong Ruoli make useless efforts, it is all in vain after all, and there is no way to move.

"Waste, just watch it, you useless thing!" The middle-aged man's words were like wedges deeply engraved in Nangong Ruoli's mind.

Nangong Ruoli's entire eyes were completely stained red with blood, and he had to close his eyes, and the five pictures of the Rainbow Spear Technique flashed in his mind again.

The first picture flashed in Nangong Ruoli's mind, and the god of war in it, a divine spear pointed at the sky at an angle, not moving a bit.

But just standing there, it seems to be natural, invulnerable, that is a sense of invincibility in defiance of the world, although there is no shot, but Nangong Ruoli believes that if this shot is stabbed, no one in the world can stop it.

At this moment, all the incomprehensible places that were piled up in this picture were unexpectedly cracked under Nangong Ruoli's state of mind of desperately seeking strength.

From Nangong Ruoli's body, a strong aura erupted, with the entire Nangong Ruoli's body as the center, and a burst of sand and stones flew away.

Even the middle-aged man couldn't help but let go of Nangong Ruoli and Xiao Ling, took a few steps back one after another, and looked at Nangong Ruoli incredibly.

"The first form of the Rainbow Gun Trick - Silence!"

A low voice sounded, Nangong Ruoli's eyes suddenly closed together, and two lines of blood and tears still flowed down his cheeks, indescribably terrifying.

A golden spear suddenly appeared in Nangong Ruoli's palm, with a gun in his hand, the momentum was even stronger several times, and an incomparable aura permeated out!

"This... What the hell is this move ... It was not the middle-aged man who said this, but the Creation Sword hiding in the eyes of the phantom array.

The voice fell, and Nangong Ruoli stabbed out with a shot!

In an instant, the sky was dark, countless rays of light burst out, and the entire space was violently distorted, and the rolling waves of qi rippled out fiercely in all directions!

Everywhere the guns passed, all the creatures seemed to have disappeared, lost their former agility, and everything around them did not have a breath of life.

This is the first form of the Rainbow Spear Technique, Silence!

One shot, everything is gone, heaven and earth, not a single grass grows!