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"In order to seize the position of a realm, the Death Zen Sect really made a bloody investment, isn't it afraid that the Wanbao robe will be lost?" Gai Tianjiao said coldly.

Xue Wuye said with a smile: "The Wanbao robe is the Buddha robe of the Dead Zen Ancestor, and it is just a loan to Jia Luogu to wear it for one night, so that he can compete for the realm." As long as the Dead Zen Ancestor wishes, he can take back the Wanbao robe in an instant. ”

"Unless the Taiyi Patriarch of the Liangyi Sect makes a move, otherwise, who can fight with the Dead Zen Ancestor? Besides, as the Taiyi Patriarch, he will not make a move to a junior because of a Wanbao robe. It is of course a good thing to be able to receive it, which makes the Liangyi Sect have one more treasure. If you can't receive it...... Wouldn't the Taiyi Patriarch and the Liangyi Sect have to lose face?"

Gai Tianjiao's fists were clenched, flames gushed out of her eyes, and she said, "Sure enough, I came prepared, I knew that I shouldn't have let them participate in the Sword Conference in the first place." ”

Without the help of external objects, Gai Tianjiao has a full self-righteousness, relying on the innate polar yang body, sweeping all the pairs under the semi-saints.

The innate polar yang body is the ultimate that represents the same realm, and it can be called invincible in physical strength.

However, the power exerted by Garogu, who was wearing a Wanbao robe, was no longer at the level of the Fish and Dragon Realm, and even if Gai Tianjiao fought against him, he would not have any chance of winning.

Gai Tianjiao, Ouyang Huan, Xue Wuye, Long Live Chi...... , although each of them has some peerless knowledge at the bottom of the box, but, in general, the strength of several of them is only half a catty and eight taels, and the gap is not big.

Gai Tianjiao and Galogu have no chance of winning, and the other few people have absolutely no chance of winning.

At this moment, several people in the Realm Constellation also remained silent, and began to think about whether to make a move later?

I have to say that the Wanbao robe on Galogu's body is indeed quite jealous of them.

In the world of books, Garogu broke the Nine Turns Blood Jiao Array with a devastating force, and slammed into the Wind City Rain with one palm.

Feng Chengyu waved the holy staff, and in an instant, three formations were arranged again.

"Bang!"

In the face of Garogu's palm print, the three formations were like three layers of paper, and they were penetrated in an instant. Windy City Yu spat blood from his mouth and flew down the mountain of books.

Fortunately, Feng Chengyu's body has a talisman treasure that dissolves most of the power that Galogu played. Otherwise, his body would probably have turned into a cloud of blood mist.

"Amitabha!"

Garogu folded his hands and bowed slightly in the direction of the book mountain, showing a kind smile, and then continued to walk towards the top of the book mountain.

"Bald donkey, the rat master has come to fight you. ”

The first rat rushed out, striking a devil's claw, and fought Garogu.

Even the first rat only blocked the seventeen moves of Garogu, and he was imprinted on his body with a palm and suffered a heavy blow.

However, the body of the first rat was quite strong, and he immediately escaped from the book mountain and escaped a catastrophe. If it is slower, it is likely to be abolished by Galogu.

"I escaped pretty quickly. Galogu smiled disdainfully.

When Bu Qianfan saw this scene, his face became quite solemn, and he said: "The first rat can only block his seventeen moves, if I fight him, even if I use all the hole cards, within twenty moves, I will definitely lose." Garogu's own strength may not be much stronger than mine, but when he wears the robe of ten thousand treasures, he is invincible under the demi-saint. ”

The young monks who had advocated that Jialuogu and the three princes of the Immortal Blood Clan should participate in the Jiezi Banquet were all dumbfounded and regretful at this moment.

Just one Galogu has inflicted heavy losses on two top masters who are qualified to compete for the realm, and he has also won the gan cuì neatly, and it seems that he has not used all his strength.

If so, if Galogu uses all his strength, who can be his right?

In the other direction, the three princes of the undead blood clan laughed loudly: "It's time to finish!"

"Bang bang. ”

He slapped five palms in a row, and each time he hit out, a mouthful of blood would spit out from Ao Xinyan's mouth.

When he hit the fifth palm, Ao Xinyan's delicate body flew up, his brain shook, he fainted, and then he fell back to the seventy-third throne.

"Third Prince, you're too slow!" said Garogu with a smile.

The third prince of the undead blood clan walked out of the book world with his hands behind his back, and smiled slightly: "This prince doesn't like to be cruel to beauties. After all, beauties have to play slowly in order to play with the taste. Haha!"

The eyes of the three princes of the undead blood clan froze, and they felt the aura of danger.

"Huh!"

Suddenly, a cyan sword qi was like a green rainbow, rushing straight to the eyebrows of the three princes of the immortal blood clan.

The figure of the third prince of the undead blood clan flashed, and he quickly rushed out to the left, but his cheek was still cut by the sword qi and a bloody mark.

The third prince of the undead blood clan stretched out a finger, touched the blood marks on his cheek, put it in his mouth and licked it, his eyes were very cold, his eyes turned blood-red, and he looked up.

Beigong Lan stood up from the second prince's seat, walked to the top of the stairs, held a cyan ancient sword, looked slim and elegant, and said with a dusty temperament, "Zhongyu Holy Courtyard, Beigong Lan." ”

"You are the first person who can break through my defenses and bleed me. ”

The Third Prince of the Undead Blood Clan sneered, rushed upward, stretched out a palm, and struck Beigong Lan's neck.

"Whew. ”

The five fingers were completely wrapped in blood, and five one-foot-long nails grew. The nails have a metallic sheen, like five sharp blades embedded in the bones of the hand.

Beigong Lan was in danger, looking quite calm, wielding the cyan ancient sword, casting swordsmanship, and striking dozens of sword qi in a row, pressing back the three princes of the immortal blood clan.

"Shhhh ”

On the body of the three princes of the undead blood clan, three blood marks appeared again, respectively on the neck, wrists, and chest, all of which were not covered by armor.

Beigong Lan withdrew her sword, stood up straight, revealing perfect curves, and said, "Your strength is nothing more than that, what's so crazy?"

Seeing Beigong Lan, the three princes of the undead blood clan were repelled again, and all the monks were boiling.

"Senior Sister Beigong is finally going to make a move, but I want to see how arrogant the evil people of the Immortal Blood Clan and the Dead Zen Sect are?" said a saint from the Central Domain Holy Courtyard, quite excitedly.

"Beigong Lannai is a disciple of Wuzun, the first master of the Central Domain Holy Academy, the secret book of cultivation, and one of the six strange books of the Kunlun realm, "Qiankun Martial Secret", has been canonized as the young master of the Wushi Academy. ”

"Wuzun's disciple is really powerful, with her strength, she will definitely be able to sit firmly in a realm, and she is worthy of being the proud daughter of the Beigong family. ”

Huang Yanchen sat on the first throne, the closest to Beigong Lan, so he could also feel the powerful sword qi on Beigong Lan's body the most.

She seemed to be just a random sword, but it contained a suffocating power, which could turn the world upside down, reverse heaven and earth, and beat the three princes of the immortal blood clan to retreat.

"This is the real pride of the sky. ”

Suddenly, Huang Yanchen's eyebrows raised, he noticed something, looked at Zhang Ruochen who was healing, and found that the breath on Zhang Ruochen's body was a little wrong, and it turned out to be ...... It's getting stronger and stronger.

He wasn't seriously injured, how could he be stronger instead?

Zhang Ruochen was indeed seriously injured, but he found that it was precisely because of his previous serious injuries that he was actually blessed by misfortune and rushed open the fifth holy vein "Chong Ling Holy Vein", and suddenly pò to the eighth transformation of the fish dragon.

At this point, the five holy veins of the whole body have been completely opened up, and the holy qi of the whole body has been completely opened, and the holy qi of the whole body has run extremely smoothly, and the cultivation has been directly doubled.

Zhang Ruochen was healing his wounds, while consolidating the realm that had just burst pò, and sharing the pleasure after the realm burst pò, and the whole person was in a state of excitement.

Everyone's eyes at this moment were all focused on Beigong Lan and the three princes of the Immortal Blood Clan, so except for Huang Yanchen, who was most concerned about Zhang Ruochen, the rest of the people didn't notice the changes in Zhang Ruochen's body at all.

The third prince of the undead blood clan grinned, his eyes were firmly fixed on Beigong Lan's body, and said, "Under the half-saint, there is actually a master of your level, which is really beyond the will of this prince." That sword of yours should be the seventh-ranked Qingjiao Sword in the Hundred Pattern Sacred Weapon Spectrum, right?"

The "Thousand Patterns of the Sacred Vessels" and the "Ten Thousand Patterns of the Sacred Vessels" were compiled by the imperial court.

As for the "Hundred Pattern Sacred Artifact Spectrum", it was compiled by the people of the Shuzong, and it was not that all the Hundred Pattern Sacred Vessels of the Heavenly Xià were included in the qù, but only one hundred and sixty-eight pieces.

Each of the Hundred Pattern Sacred Weapons on the "Hundred Pattern Sacred Weapon Spectrum" is a powerful soldier, which is enough to exert the power of the Thousand Pattern Sacred Weapon level.

The higher you rank, the more powerful it becomes.

Beigong Lan's Qingjiao Sword is ranked seventh in the "Hundred Pattern Sacred Weapon Spectrum", which is more powerful than some Thousand Pattern Sacred Weapons.

"So much nonsense, is it interesting?" said Beigong Lan.

"There is personality and Prince Ben likes it very much. Since your strength is so strong, this prince must also show some real skills. ”

The arms of the three princes of the undead blood clan spread, and suddenly, wisps of crimson blood gushed out from the blood armor on his body, covering his whole body.

In the blood and qi, countless figures appeared.

Every figure exuded an incomparably powerful aura, emitting a terrible cry, spreading throughout the heavens and the earth, turning the sacred book mountain into a blood-red Shura hell.

"Oops!"

The face of the talented girl of the Holy Book sank, and she recognized the blood armor on the three princes of the undead blood clan, and felt that it was quite bad.

The aura emanating from the three princes of the undead blood clan became stronger and stronger, and soon reached a height that the cultivators of the Ichthyosaur Realm could only look up to, and it was even more powerful than Jia Luogu who wore the robe of the Ten Thousand Buddhas.

Beigong Lan's pupils continued to expand, and his face showed surprise, and he immediately ran the "Qiankun Martial Secret", and continuously injected the holy qi of his whole body into the Qing Jian Sword.

"Kenji. ”

Beigong Lan cast the fourth layer of the sword two, the slender delicate body and the green sword fused into one, and the master dòng made a move, turning into a cyan light shuttle, and rushed towards that ball of blood.

In the blood qi, the three princes of the undead blood clan were wrapped in blood armor all over their bodies, and with a long roar, they punched out, and with the power of destroying the withered and decaying, Beigong Lan was beaten out of the air.

"Boom!"

Beigong Lan's body hit the stairs of Shushan, causing Shushan to shake violently.

Everyone's hearts trembled, and when they looked over, they saw that Beigong Lan's face was as pale as paper, the white martial robes on his body were completely stained red with blood, and blood kept flowing from his lips, and he was dying.

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