Chapter 889 is too obscene for Mo Qilin's departure. Let many people breathe a sigh of relief, so is the Qu family, at least Qu Zhi was taken away by Mo Qilin, he will inevitably be safe, and when Qu Zhi returns next time, his strength will inevitably skyrocket and become stronger, this is undoubted, which makes more people believe that Qu Zhi's luck is shocking, and he will never die, as long as there is Mo Qilin to protect him, his future achievements will not be low.

In the past, Qu Zhi would always disappear inexplicably for a month, and then after coming back, his strength had a great leap.

They believe that this time is the same, after the ink qilin left, the 'Purple Mansion Holy Son' breathed a big sigh of relief, only felt that he was weak, this was not the first time he had faced the ink qilin, he didn't know weishenme, he felt that now he was facing the ink qilin, more difficult than before, just resisting the power of the ink qilin, it had already made him weak at the moment, and his spirit seemed to be hollowed out in an instant.

In the audience, many people sneered:

"It seems that this Su Xuan won't live long, and even Mo Qilin said that he will have a huge catastrophe. ”

"There are too many evils, like this kind of person, with the background of 'Da Lei Yin Temple', if the sky wants to accept him, no one can stop him. ”

"That's right, a beast like this should have died a long time ago, born in 'reincarnation', I don't know how many people have been killed, if such a person can become a Buddha, I can also become a Buddha. ”

The smile on the face of the Qu family didn't seem to be worried, because what Mo Qilin said meant that Xuanyuan was not far from death, and they just had to wait to watch the show.

"I think Mo Qilin's words have left a huge shadow in Su Xuan's heart, this game, I'm afraid he has no intention of doing it. ”

"Yes, I think he must be extremely panicked in his heart now, Mo Qilin's words must be true, this game, Su Xuan will definitely lose......"

Several musicians swore an oath, which made Mo Chou, Yan Ziyun, and Yuan'er extremely worried, Lan Die's brows were furrowed, it was meaningless to say anything at this time, what was the catastrophe that Mo Qilin was referring to?

However, at this time, Xuanyuan did not panic as they said, and had no intention of playing, but launched the most violent offensive at the first time, the 'Purple Mansion Holy Son' suddenly felt that in front of him, a strong wind hit, he was shocked, and cold sweat broke out in an instant, it was too late to dodge, bang, white qi swept in all directions, breaking the surface of the ancient wood.

Xuanyuan shot extremely fast, a punch bombarded the heart of the 'Purple Mansion Holy Son', like a thunderbolt erupted, liliang surged, the fist strength through the Taoist clothes on his body, bombarded into his heart, at that moment, the 'Purple Mansion Holy Son' only felt as if his heart was about to burst, and his whole person flew out directly, like a kite with a broken string, smashed under an ancient tree, and more than a dozen bones were broken.

Xuanyuan's sudden attack made the audience, the people of the 'Purple Mansion Immortal Sect', furious one by one, scolding Xuanyuan for being shameless and too obscene, but the soldiers were not tired of deceit, but they didn't have the slightest solution, and the others were even more amazed:

"Su Xuan's grasp of the fighter is too accurate, and now that he has controlled the field, I am afraid that this one will still be his victory. ”

"Not necessarily, that Fang Han is not simple, you see, he has already used his magic power to start searching for the whereabouts of the Strange Stone King, and there are many traps along the way, in this game, who wins and who loses is not yet known. ”

"Well, Su Xuan shouldn't be able to use the same means as the other party, I think the two of them should have a fair competition. ”

"Alas, this 'Purple Mansion Holy Son' is inevitably too miserable. Many people looked at the scene in front of them and sighed.

I saw that at this moment, the bridge of the nose of the 'Purple Mansion Holy Son' was smashed by Xuanyuan's fist, the flesh and blood were confused, the muscles and bones of the whole body were broken, the limbs were drooping, and he couldn't move, Xuanyuan raised his hand, snapped, and pumped a hundred and eight big ear scrapers on the face of the 'Purple Mansion Holy Son', pulled out one of his teeth, and spat blood.

For such a gloomy person as the 'Purple Mansion Holy Son', it is even more hateful than Qu Zhi's face-to-face expression, as soon as Xuanyuan saw this 'Purple Mansion Holy Son', he remembered Jiang Yitian, the two of them are also people who are hypocritical to the extreme, and they are not angry.

The eyes of the 'Purple Mansion Holy Son' were filled with endless anger, he looked at Xuanyuan and said angrily:

"You're so shameless to attack me. ”

"Hmph, didn't you also attack me that day? I just retaliated with a tooth for a tooth, how about it, otherwise you learn to be straight, kneel down for me and beg for mercy, get under my crotch, and I will spare your life?" Xuanyuan sneered.

"Haha, do you think I'm going to fall for you? The straight Dao heart has been broken by you in this way, and it will be difficult for you to achieve great things in the future, I lost carelessly, otherwise, how can you succeed?" The 'Purple Mansion Holy Son' was weak, and his eyelids drooped, as if he would die at any time.

Xuanyuan smiled:

"There is a way, soldiers are not tired of cheating, since you are so dignified as the 'Holy Son of the Purple Mansion', then I will let you die happily, the inheritance of the Six-Fingered Qin Emperor, I will accept it for you. ”

As soon as the words fell, Xuanyuan was just about to make a move, and at this moment, the 'Purple Mansion Holy Son' daxiao got up:

"Don't think about it, Su Xuan, this game should be regarded as if you have won, but see who can laugh Zuihou, even if you can represent the Qinglong group, in the four-phase competition, you can't win the first place after all, everything is empty. ”

While speaking, the piece of 'Emperor Temple Talisman' in the hand of the 'Purple Mansion Holy Son' suddenly urged, and the body protection Taoist clothes on his body also dissolved Xuanyuan's grasp, and flew out of this mountain forest with the 'Purple Mansion Holy Son', Xuanyuan didn't have the ability to organize at all, and now in the shortest possible time, he followed Qu Zhi The Holy Son of the Purple Mansion was cleared out, Xuanyuan knew that he was going to start looking for the strange stone king, he didn't want to miss the opportunity to face off against the masters of the White Tiger, Vermilion Bird, and Xuanwu Group, and he instinctively felt that Jiang Yan was very likely to be in it.

"Hehe, the 'Purple Mansion Holy Son' is really capable of breaking the wrist of a strong man, I thought you couldn't swallow this breath, and you could fight me to the end, yes, keep the green mountains here, and I'm not afraid of no firewood." "Xuanyuan didn't care at all, although he didn't kill the 'Purple Mansion Holy Son', but there will always be a chance in the future, and he didn't think that the 'Purple Mansion Holy Son' would easily let go of today's matter.

"Su Xuan, thanks to you, I hope that the next time you meet zaijian, you can leave me alive. "The 'Purple Mansion Holy Son' was in a mess, the broken flesh and bones on his body were reborn, he swallowed the next earth-grade elixir, and quickly repaired the heavy damage on his body.

"Haha, yes? Okay, I'll wait for that day to come. "Xuanyuan daxiao rushed to the depths of this mountain forest after a few sounds, the 'Purple Mansion Holy Son' exerted his fighting spirit, which was already equivalent to abstaining, this was just the beginning, the most watched haode and the 'Purple Mansion Holy Son' were forced away by Xuanyuan, and now there is only one Fang Han left.

Along the way, Xuanyuan rushed and attacked, ran his true eyes, looked at the four directions, and dodged several traps laid by Fang Han along the way, as long as someone entered it, it would trigger a labyrinth, trapping it in it, and could not be freed, but fortunately, Xuanyuan's attainment in potential art was not low, if he really didn't know anything, he would fall in.

The audience present was shocked when they saw Xuanyuan actually jump over the traps laid by Fang Han.

"What's the matter, could it be that this Su Xuan has the ability to predict, how can he be able to dodge the traps laid by Fang Han again and again?"

"There will be this situation, there are only two possibilities, one is that this Su Xuan is clumsy, in fact, he is a master of potential arts, and the other is that he uses the past, present, and future of the three ancient scriptures in the 'Great Lei Yin Temple', and the liliang of the three ancient scriptures, which tend to be auspicious and avoid evil, perceive it, and thus dodge, and those who practice these three ancient scriptures have a perception ability that is difficult for ordinary people to match!"

"I think it should be the latter a little more, if he is really proficient in potential arts, there is no need to compare Qu Zhi and the 'Purple Mansion Holy Son' in that way, he can compete with them in potential arts. ”

"Hehe, not necessarily, maybe it's to hide it, and I want to be a blockbuster in that game of zuihou. ”

The suspense of this game is not big, if it was originally a situation where the four heroes competed, who would have fallen into the flowers, it would have caused controversy among many people, and now it is either Fang Han or Xuanyuan, a certain person who wants to plan a big gamble, his hope is disappointed, and he can only transfer this big gamble to the next one.

"Damn, this kid, I made a lot less money than Emperor Ben, what are you doing in such a hurry, at least you should wait for Emperor Ben to brew the atmosphere, alas, it's all tears, so much money spent in vain, just like that, Lang is spending. A certain obscene face, hidden in the crowd, was full of resentment towards Xuanyuan, like an abandoned resentful woman, that expression made Xuanyuan see, and it would make him involuntarily get goosebumps.

"Hehe, you haven't changed over the years, you have to scrape off a layer of oil wherever you go, but there's nothing to rush about, anyway, there is a duel with zuihou, and then put forward a big gamble, I'm afraid that the bet will be bigger, you want to win others now, it is inevitable that people will be wary of it, and if you want to win more in the next game, it will not be easy, and it will be enough to end up with a big vote. Another voice came out, whispering to the lewd-faced man.

"Haha, that's right, anyway, Emperor Ben has confidence in this kid, even if he loses, Emperor Ben can still take away all his belongings, pat his ass and leave!" Obviously, there is no one else except the Pig-headed Emperor who has become such an obscene appearance.