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Everyone looked over, only to see an elegant, chic middle-aged man walked out slowly, with a sincere smile on his face, if it weren't for the wrong time and occasion, whoever saw it, thought it was a suave child of a family.

"Zhongli Xian's nephew, why are you. Looking at the friendly and familiar smile, the fox was stunned, and there was a touch of extreme surprise in the depths of his eyes. Even if he was given a thousand or ten thousand chances, he would never have guessed that the person who came was actually Zhongli Cháo of the Zhongli family. This, a young junior who once had a relationship with himself.

As a courtesy, Zhongli Cháo persuaded slightly apologetically: "Uncle Xiaotian, you should go back first, the little nephew really doesn't want to be an enemy of the Linghu family." His tone was respectful and modest, and even if he knew his intentions, it was difficult to make people hate.

Although Linghu Batian has lived in seclusion for many years, he has always been quite concerned about the form of dìdū. At this moment, he looked at Zhongli Cháo and Chu Zhongyuan, who were standing side by side. It was like waking up from a big dream and suddenly realized: no wonder this dìdū city guard position has always been controlled by the people of the Zhongli family, it turns out that they are the same as the temple, they are all pawns laid by the Bright Clan in the empire, only one is in the light and the other is in the dark. Thinking about this, a chill rose from the bottom of my heart, and the questions I had been asking for many years were instantly answered. Zhongli Cháo is the one who betrayed him back then. couldn't help but burst into blood, and yelled loudly: "Zhongli cháo, you villain, the old man was really blind back then, and he would believe your nonsense, you ――――――――." Because he was too excited, he coughed violently before he finished his words.

Sure enough, it was him. Linghu Jue was secretly paid, and his face hidden under the helmet revealed a little yīn coldness. From the time Linghu Batian called Zhong Lixian's nephew, he suspected that the middle-aged man in front of him who looked good in demeanor and temperament was Zhong Lilang's father, Zhong Li's contemporary head of the Zhong Li family. Among the four major families of the empire, the most powerful is the Nangong family, the most famous is the Linghu family, the richest and richest is the Murong family, and the Zhongli family is the most mysterious and low-key of the four families. It is this mystery and low-key that makes many people ignore Zhongli Cháo's existence zài. Dogs that bite people don't bark. For some reason, staring at Zhongli Cháo, he suddenly remembered a popular saying in the tribe.

Even though he was scolded like this by Linghu Batian in person, Zhongli Cháo still had that indifferent expression, he turned around and said, "Elder Chu, when I came, I saw that Linghu Jue's group of subordinates were coming towards this place. ”

Knowing what he meant, Chu Zhongyuan nodded to the clansmen on both sides, and as a result, those temple fighters quickly rushed out under the leadership of the Bright Clan.

With that lingering elegance, Zhongli Cháo said regretfully: "Uncle Xiaotian, since you are obsessed, the little nephew can only be offended. After speaking, the momentum on his body skyrocketed, and the realm also climbed steadily, the intermediate war marquis, the senior war marquis-it was not until the time of the intermediate war lord that it gradually stabilized.

With the anger of being deceived and betrayed, Ling Fox Batian made a move, "Heavenly Dao, slow." He spat out a few words coldly, his body stood still, the knife in his hand slowly and slowly slashed after a slight tremor in an extremely slow but small amplitude, almost stagnantly, and an arc of earthy yellow sè dougang flew up in the shape of a crescent, the speed was extremely slow, but the gang mang rose against the wind.

Like the Demon Lord, if a warrior wants to enter the realm of the Battle Lord, he must also comprehend a rule in the aura of heaven and earth, which is called the Heavenly Dao. What made Fox Batian comprehend was the slow Heavenly Dao in the earth-based fighting spirit. As soon as this Heavenly Dao comes out, the opponent's reaction and speed will be controlled by themselves, and if there is no restraint from the corresponding Heavenly Dao, then the opponent can only fight hard. Ling Fox Ba Tianjian Zhongli's realm was one order lower than his own, so as soon as he made a move, he used the Heavenly Dao to end the battle as much as possible. Because he understood that the woman of the Jīng Spirit Clan was only an intermediate-level demon lord, although she comprehended the law of qi stealth, which was extremely weird, but whether it was the Great Cutting Technique of Shangchu Zhongyuan or the stripping law of Shangzhao Tianhe, the stealth law she comprehended would be suppressed, and it was only a matter of time before she was defeated.

His eyebrows furrowed slightly, and the smile on Zhongli Cháo's face finally froze, and he said lightly: "Heavenly Dao, arrogant." The whole body erupted with a strong rhyme, which seemed to have the arrogance of looking at the people who were all ants, and with a slight lag, it broke through the Heavenly Dao control of Linghu Batian, and turned into a knife shape that exuded infinite hegemony, and slashed towards the top of Linghu Batian's head.

Ling Fox Batian was still standing still, the horizontal knife was facing the sky, the knife shapes intersected, the wind roared, and the air swirled and roared. In the dust, Ling Fox Deception roared angrily: "Beast, it's really you." "It turned out that back then, he accidentally obtained a king-level elixir Huoyang Nine Turning Grass, and wanted to give his nephew Linghu Ming to use it to comprehend the law, but he didn't expect to be attacked by the strong men of the Guangming Clan, the elixir was taken away, and he was also knocked off the cliff. And at this moment, the law of Zhongli Cháo is clearly with the breath of the Nine Turns of Fire and Yang Grass.

Speaking of the events of that year, Zhongli Cháo, who was very deep in the city, was not ashamed at all. His law was indeed comprehended after taking the Huoyang Nine Transformation Grass, but the Bright Clan's sneak attack on Linghu Batian was not just because of this matter. The invisible mad knife reappeared, like an electric fire in the extreme west, and it was like a long dragon, with a piercing whistling sound, mixed with the sword qi of Ling Fox Batian.

And at this moment, Aunt Feng and Zhao Tianhe, who was secretly preparing to attack Ling Hu with magic, also fought, compared to the hand-to-hand combat of the Battle Lord, the fight between them was much more elegant. Stretch the distance from afar, suppress each other with their own laws, and for a while, you can't tell the winner.

"Linghu Jue, it seems that you are destined to fall into the hands of Elder Ben. Chu Zhongyuan, who had already distanced himself from Zhongli Cháo, slowly showed a smile and said.

Dragged without moving, Ling Hu Jue was grasping to recover from his injuries, at this moment, the dullness and dizziness in his body were gone, under his breath, he was refreshed and clear-minded, but the feeling of heavy stiffness in his arms had not been removed, but compared to just now, it was much better. He stood there like an ancient demon god, his eyes under the helmet were glowing with blood, and he knew that the next battle would not only affect his own safety, but also his brother and the Linghu family. If you win, there is still a chance of life, and if you lose, you can only see each other in hell.

The heavy burden did not bring him much pressure, but made his bones completely stimulated the kind of refusal to admit fate and not admit defeat, and he walked towards Chu Zhongyuan step by step empty-handed, and the strong and sharp battle intent was vividly expressed at this moment.

Sighing, Chu Zhongyuan raised his head to the sky, stretched out his hands flat, chanted words in his mouth, and made a hugging gesture towards the void. On the ground, countless light elements converged between his hands like spirits, condensing into distorted and changing waves of light, and several pillars of light rose into the sky, completely isolating him from Linghu and the others.

Linghu Jue knew his intentions and wanted to stop his teleportation. He didn't move, the black fog rose, the fog rolled, and the figure disappeared. The corners of Chu Zhongyuan's mouth pulled up a sneer, this kind of lawless invisibility, in his eyes, was simply a small skill of carving insects. With a slight wave of the staff, several arcs of huge light blades cut through the space, so that Linghu Jue, who was hidden in the void, had to appear, and the light arcs formed a light shield, blocking the light blade.

Due to the amplitude of Sisi and Night Ghost's magical power, even if this level of magic came from the hands of the Peak Demon Lord, it would be difficult for him to cause typhoid fever. The wings flickered behind him, his body suddenly shifted to the side, and the sound of the wind swept past his ears with a strong wind between the blades of light. Because it was the first time to use the jīng spirit wings, Ling Hu Jue was a little jerky, and he didn't dare to fly rashly, but he used the air flow of the wings to make his speed faster and more flexible.

Chu Zhongyuan, who had already released a magic shield on his chest, could not help Linghu with these low-level magic, so he sang in a low voice: "In the name of light, with God's instructions, the light of the fallen world comes from God's judgment. With a series of incantations, a little thunder light rippled in the air, and an extremely solemn and depressing feeling surfaced in Ling Fox's heart. He knew the magic was going to be terrifying.

Sure enough, the sky darkened, and a devastating momentum seeped out from the condensed clouds, and several thunderbolts slashed, and the light thunderbolts as big as a millstone had been blasted down at a speed that was difficult for the naked eye to detect. With the power of the Night Charm's wings, Ling Fox tried his best to dodge, but this infinite light and thunder had spread to every corner of the space, and he could not avoid it. The more critical the moment, the more Ling Hu Jue can show his incomparable calmness and unyielding perseverance, he has no panic at all, and his form is indifferent without any expression. The magic crystal in his body rotated rapidly, and a green light came out. "Law, nature. He chanted softly, and the first light touched by the green light was blurred into white light.

Seeing that Ling Hu Jue had already revealed his greatest reliance, Chu Zhongyuan's lips were slightly disdainful: "Rule, cut." ”

Several black sè spatial cracks shattered the laws of nature. Thunder exploded on his body. The mutated Jīng Spirit Armor finally showed its defensive power at this moment, and these light thunders that were enough to blast ordinary demon lords without even slag were left under the flow of purple light waves, and they did not leave a trace on the armor.

Chu Zhongyuan was a little surprised, he didn't expect this jīng spirit armor to have such defensive power. I see how much you're blocking. He gritted his teeth secretly, the spell started again, and the light and thunder thundered down towards Linghu like a continuous autumn rain, and for a while, the entire space was filled with deafening thunder.

In this way, Linghu Jue was quietly bathed in the thunder light, don't look at him relaxed on the surface, but he secretly complained in his heart. The mana in his body flowed towards the armor like cháo water, and in just a few seconds, his mana had already gone seven or eight times out of ten. And here, Chu Zhongyuan is not easy, the high-level trial magic has also made the magic power in his body weaken rapidly, but compared to Ling Hu Jue, he is still much better. Continuing to bombard with magic, he believed that if he held on for a while, even if Linghu had the amplitude of two jīng spirits, he would not be able to escape death.

He gritted his teeth and persevered for a while, making the fox feel as if he had trekked through thousands of rivers and climbed a thousand mountains, and the mana in his body was less than a layer left. Looking at Chu Zhongyuan, who was not far away, his forehead trembled, and his lips turned purple. He knew it was time.

As soon as the mana was collected, the light and thunder exploded his whole body. Chu Zhongyuan subconsciously thought that Ling Hu Jue could no longer support it, and his heart was relieved. Covered with electric arcs all over his body, trembling incessantly, two black lights appeared in his eyes, as if they were the tail of a meteorite across the firmament!

Sensing the hidden trace of the law of the black light, Chu Zhongyuan panicked, he didn't expect that at the end, Ling Hu Jue still had hole cards, and at this moment he no longer had enough magic power to cast the law. There was a cramp in his heart, he was very reluctant, and he was extremely reluctant to take out a magic scroll. Facing the black light, it opened towards Linghu desperately.

A dazzling light flashed out, a crystal clear silver lightning flashed, and a sharp whistling sound immediately sounded in the air, and the surrounding air flow of "silk" and "silk" fluctuated. "It's the Law of Attack scroll. "Nightshade sent a message of despair. Sure enough, the bit of solidification in the death gaze was shattered by the lightning strike, and a beam of electricity with the breath of destruction and destruction sank into Ling Hujue's body, and under the effect of this force, he flew ten zhang away.

Linghu Batian, who had already gained the upper hand, looked at the figure of Linghu Jue being blown away, and noticed that the vitality in his body was rapidly fading, and his whole body trembled sharply, and an extreme sadness and sorrow from the blood occupied his entire heart, he sobbed and roared, changing the slow rhythm just now, and the blade cut to Zhongli Cháo's neck so quickly, and at the same time shouted to Aunt Feng, who was gradually declining: "You take him away quickly, I will stop them." ”

The sudden change in pace made Zhongli Cháo uncomfortable, but he knew that Linghu Batian was doing this to force himself back. At this time, the vicious xìng character hidden behind his gentle and elegant personality appeared, and he would rather let Linghu Batian cut a shocking bloody wound on his shoulder, and also entangled Linghu Batian to death.

Without Ling Fox Batian's response, although Aunt Feng tried her best, it was not something that could be done in a short period of time if she wanted to get rid of Zhao Tianhe's containment. At this time, the top of the staff of Chu Zhongyuan had already shè a white light, and in the rapid flight, it turned into a cone of light, and flew towards Ling Hujue, who was lying on the ground with unknown life and death.