Chapter 16: The Prisoners of the Temple of the King of God, Section 68 (43)

"So, this king is here!"

King Ping learned the greetings of the palace guards when they practiced martial arts, and when the words fell, his body and swords moved together. [Full text reading]

Although Dongxue had been prepared, however, when King Ping moved, she was still frightened and instinctively retreated like a wind......

The royal robe turned into a cloud of yellow and red light and shadow, waving the Seven Star Dragon Yuan's flying from the top of the Black Dragon Martial Soul's head.

The light on the sword body of the seven-star dragon abyss suddenly turned into a white light dragon, ten zhang long, and the winter snow that was avoided in the sound of the dragon yín was gone.

The cold light brought by the white dragon streaked across the void where the winter snow had been a moment ago.

If it weren't for the distance between them, this sword and snow would never have been avoided.

Even though he could avoid the sword light's slash at this moment, Dongxue did not breathe a sigh of relief at all.

She was only full of shock.

At this moment, she remembered Wu Fei's heavenly spirit.

At this moment, she was shocked by the lethality of King Ping's sword qi in the eyes of the gods.

She was stunned.

She had just dodged the sword light.

She thought she had dodged this blow that she didn't know who in the world could withstand.

-- 50 million lethality.

The white dragon on the Seven Star Dragon Yuan Sword suddenly exploded-

In an instant, countless dragons of white light between Dong Xue's eyes instantly encompassed the diameter of the void of three hundred zhang, and the divine sword in King Ping's hand soared in all directions.

Winter Snow has already cast a teleportation skill.

However, when her form disappeared and reappeared.

The entangled body of the three-headed dragon engulfed her entirely......

The sound of countless light dragons resounded between heaven and earth......

The wind rises.

The turbulent air currents spread out in all directions, stirring the wind in the direction of the north, west, east and south.

King Ping's clothes were agitated by the fierce hunting.

The crown of his head had long been blown away by the wind, and his long black head was fluttering and swinging in the sky.

Winter Snow flew away without looking back.

The black dragon martial soul bit King Ping's crown, swam closer, and sent it to King Ping's eyes.

King Ping breathed a long sigh of relief, and like a master of the most admiring kendo, he slowly and carefully collected the sword into its sheath. He straightened his head 1uan, and complained with an unhappy expression: "It is said that Elder Dongxue is an old man and a good way to handle things, why is he so rude today!

King Ping rebuked and straightened out his appearance. Thinking of Fang Cai's random sword and countless scenes of light dragons flying, he felt very majestic and majestic.

"The sword of the Northern Monarch is really extraordinary, it turns out that this human sword unity realm is to obtain the power of the divine soldier, it is really a profound martial arts realm......"

In mid-air.

The figure of King Ping's yellow brocade robe and red light energy possession is particularly eye-catching.

It is said that when the Flying Immortal Sect was sent to pursue King Ping, the black dragon martial soul formed by the red bean in July flew away in the southwest direction.

Seeing this, Akiba couldn't help frowning and chasing after him, shouting, "King Ping must be going to the west, what are you doing to the southwest?"

July raised his hand without looking back, pressed the colorful long ones that were flying, and said confidently, "Shizun has no direction, I like to chase southwest, I want to go to the west, you go by yourself." ”

Akiba couldn't help but be annoyed and scolded, "Nonsense! It is obvious that he is unwilling to pursue King Ping, and deliberately goes to the southwest to be leisurely!"

"That's right. Could it be that you still want to catch me and go due west?"

July said, smiling, and flying straight with red beans.

Akiba chased and shouted for a while, seeing that she didn't pay attention to herself at all, and continuing to chase was just 1ang time-consuming, even more off track. couldn't help but stomp on the head of the martial soul in anger, and scolded: "Dead girl, it's just lawless!

July lay on the top of the red bean's head, leisurely letting the red bean fly by itself.

For a moment, she closed her eyes and fell asleep.

Red Bean's favorite is to turn into a black dragon martial spirit, but its eyes are not at all as fierce as the black dragon martial spirit, but like a young dragon that has just been born and has only innocent curiosity and longing for all things, but its huge body is not at all the same, and it looks a little weird.

The red bean flew for a while, then changed direction and turned north.

It remembers that not far to the north is the middle reaches of the long river that used to divide Han and Zheng.

Red beans love to play in the water.

When he saw the long river on the ground, he was ecstatic and slowly fell.

He crashed directly into the water with a high attitude.

The stirred up water covered the riverbank, wetting the area on both sides of the riverbank, which was more than 100 feet long.

Fortunately, both sides of the river bank are the continuous Great Wall and natural precipitousness that Han and Zheng defended and attacked in the past.

July, who was sleeping on his side on the top of the red bean's head, was suddenly frightened.

When she slowly emerged from the raging water and slowly stood up, her whole body was soaked.

And the red beans sink into the water to swim and play, playing tirelessly.

After a while, the red bean suddenly appeared that July was no longer on the top of his head, and he was busy probing out of the water again, and when he saw the figure suspended above the water with his feet in the wind, he approached happily, stretched out his tongue, and fell from July's head and face to his feet.

July couldn't help but laugh and looked at the pair of red beans' shiny and excited dragon eyes.

"Red beans!"

July suddenly opened his mouth and scolded angrily.

"Why are you always like this! Wake me up early, can't you!"

Red Beans are not afraid at all, like a dog pleasing their master, and then use their tongues to Tian Qi's head and face.

Originally, such a pleasing and courteous way was indeed learned from the dog.

July pushed the long dragon tongue of the red bean away.

"The more you get wetter, you can play in the water by yourself. ”

As July spoke, he was about to fly down to the shore when he suddenly heard a familiar voice overhead.

"The red beans in July are still so innocent and interesting, and only July can spoil them so much. ”

Eloquence of speech.

After he taught King Ping, he went back, and the white dragon traveled thousands of miles in the clouds and mist before appearing once, but he happened to see red beans flying from below.

Ling Luo chased the red beans to the whereabouts, so he had a full view of the red beans crashing into the water with July.

It's funny for the innocence and naughtiness of the red beans, but it's also rare for July to get soaked but not really show the red bean fire.

Such a martial spirit, such a master.

I don't know where to find such a match.

Seeing that it was Ling Luo, July was unguarded, and immediately shook his luck, and the water traces of his clothes suddenly flew all over, and the temperature of energy suddenly made his clothes dry and comfortable, except for the head still Ling 1uan, there was no other embarrassed posture.

"Red beans are grunts, grunts are like this, and the sky is like this. Naturally, it doesn't have to be forced to learn a lot of our human minds. I like this kind of red bean very much, and how can I be willing to really teach it a lesson. ”

Ling Luo jumped from the top of the white dragon's head and fell to the shore, his feet not really on the wet grass.