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His eyes were full of anger, and Chu Zhongyuan said with a little coldness: "Why, the jīng spirit clan also wants to interfere?"

The delicate woman called Aunt Feng by Sisi stretched out her hand to slightly tuck her slightly messy black hair, and the special magician robe of the jīng spirit clan could not hide her excellent figure, and with her small hair movement, her plump breasts were exaggerated and even taller. She smiled at Sisi, turned around, the warm smile did not enter the corner of her lips, and said calmly: "Although our Jīng Spirit Clan has never interfered in the disputes of various clans, this time is different, this young man is the future Jīng Spirit King of our Jīng Spirit Clan." ”

When did I become the king of jīng? Linghu Jue, who was secretly healing himself, glanced at Sisi with some confusion. But Sisi was blushing and shy at the moment. She was slightly aware of Ling Hu's gaze, and even lowered her little face to a very low level.

Chu Zhongyuan's eyes were even stronger, and he snorted coldly: "Jīng Spirit King? Very good, it seems that the Jīng Spirit Clan doesn't want to live Taiping anymore." ”

"Then you can try. Aunt Feng's voice was light, without a hint of anger, but anyone could hear the toughness.

After comparing the strength of the two sides, a smile with an incomparably cold meaning appeared on Fox Batian's deep face, and he took a step forward and said: "Chu Zhongyuan, don't talk nonsense, let's make a break between us first." ”

The shape is pressing, even Chu Zhongyuan, at this moment, he has to soften, and with a wave of his robe sleeves, he said: "Let's go, today's matter will end here." ”

Ling Fox Batian was slightly stunned, he didn't expect Chu Zhongyuan to be so forbearing. Afraid of the forces behind the other party, he hesitated to let it go, after all, the reason why he came was just to keep Linghu Jue, and the matter was too stiff, I am afraid that the Guangming Clan would really ignore the agreement of the year and attack the Linghu family.

Just when he was about to give up, Ling Hu Jue stood up, his lips pursed, a murderous aura emanated, and he said slowly: "Today is either you die or I die." ”

Ling Fox Batian and Aunt Feng frowned slightly, obviously not very much in agreement with his words, in their hearts, maybe it would be best to solve it like this. But Linghu Jue didn't think so, he had already deeply experienced the viciousness and unscrupulousness of the Guangming Clan, if he left like this today, he believed that not tonight, he and his brothers, and even Linghu Batian would be broken one by one and die on the spot. So, knowing that neither the Linghu family nor the Jīng Spirit Clan wanted to be too stiff with the Guangming Clan, he still said it to death, he knew that in this case, Linghu Batian and Aunt Feng would not back down, after all, this is a relationship of positions.

Sure enough, although Linghu Batian and Aunt Feng were slightly dissatisfied with his willful behavior, they did not directly object, but just stood quietly, like a mountain abyss, so that the surrounding air was dyed with a touch of solemnity.

Seeing that he was soft and did not let the other party stop, Chu Zhongyuan, who was embarrassed and angry, showed a puzzling firmness in his eyes, the corners of his lips drooped slightly, and he said word by word: "You really refuse to stop!" After speaking, his right hand casually reached into the sleeve of his robe.

And Ling Hujue, who had been watching him, noticed his subtle movement, and a trace of ominous premonition came to his mind. Could it be that there are still strong people in the temple?

After this period of pranayama, his injuries had improved greatly, and his toes were gently swiping, and Sisi, who knew him very well, turned into silver light and submerged into his body. He then slowly approached, his face revealing a suffocating aura of death, and his whole body exuded a violent charm that was both vicious and undefeating. The silver light of the spirit beast bag on his waist flashed, and the three powerful gods and demon beasts of Blazing Flame, Demon Moon, and Demon Ke appeared in front of him, and for a while, the air seemed to have infinite beast intent, the noble and cold of the Blazing Flame, the fierce and vicious of the Demon Moon, coupled with the ferocity and wildness of Demon Ke, completely combined into a bloody and cruel condensation.

Although Chu Zhongyuan and Zhao Tianhe had already known that there were several high-level demonic beasts around Ling Hu Jue, they still trembled slightly when they saw it with their own eyes at this moment. Especially the scorching flames, the ethereal rhyme that exuded made their chests even more dull. As the elders of the Bright Clan, how could they not know the Flame Blood Dragon Pony, an ancient divine beast. It's just that I didn't expect such a divine beast to appear among the so-called high-level magical beasts in the intelligence.

Aunt Feng, who has been secretly protecting Sisi, is not surprised. And Ling Hu Batian, who didn't know much about Ling Hu Jue, had already widened his eyes, he really couldn't believe that there were so many high-level demonic beasts around Ling Hu Jue. For a while, I had mixed feelings and thoughts.

And the surprise continued, "Bloom, jīng Spirit Armor." He looked up to the sky and roared, and the purple sèjīng spirit armor flashed instantly, purple and dense, exuding endless noble and majestic rhyme. Feeling the surging magic power in his body, Ling Hu Jue continued to snort coldly: "Fly, jīng Spirit Wings." As soon as his words fell, a black mist floated up, and a pair of black sè bone wings that looked like the best black jade polished extended from his shoulder and back bones, fanning slightly. A rich dark aura emanated, fused with the aura of light emanating from the armor, and a earth-destroying momentum emanated from Ling Hujue's body, although the realm did not improve, but the aura was much stronger than everyone present.

Looking at Ling Fox Jue, who was like a demon god, Zhao Tianhe showed an extremely frightened expression, he was too aware at the moment that the battle was completely a trap. What teleportation is broken, and if you want to escape, it's simply wishful thinking. His real purpose is to take advantage of his contempt, to use the advantage of his own laws, to hit with one blow. Thinking of this, Chu Tianhe couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat, this young man was too terrifying. Of course, his terrifying strength is not the strength of the command fox, but the wisdom.

"Bright Clan, the blood debt of twenty years ago will be repaid from today. The hole cards were full of Linghu Jue roared, grief mixed with anger, grief melted into blood and the heart turned into a terrible howl, floating into nothingness, flying to the clouds, and lingering in the sky above the empire for a long time.

"Someone. Zhao Tianhe had lost his calm at this moment, and he roared loudly, and a rush of footsteps came, and dozens of temple fighters wearing various armors rushed out of the corridor on both sides, including a few people from the Bright Clan in white clothes. Linghu Batian and Aunt Feng's eyes flashed with a touch of solemnity, secretly gathering momentum, at this moment, they no longer have any distracting thoughts, only Linghu Jue moved, they will make a move, and the future will be talked about later.

"In the name of light, by the command of God, to split the darkness of mortal earth, the sword of the god of light. Linghu Jue chanted silently, a powerful momentum rushed from his body, and a huge pillar of light broke through the clouds, like a jade pillar of optimus, straight down, and turned into a huge lightsaber, and fell down in a daze.

Chu Zhongyuan, who had already held the staff in his hand, smiled sadly, and with a tap of the staff, a few cold words spit out: "Law, cutting." ”

The white light cut through countless black spatial cracks, shattering the huge lightsaber in an instant. The Great Cutting Technique, one of the three ** rules of the Bright Clan, finally revealed its hideous and terrifying power. Although Ling Hu Jue has the amplitude of Sisi, his magic power is no weaker than that of ordinary high-level demon lords, but the comprehension of the law is too weak, otherwise he would not have spent so much trouble when he dealt with Zhao Tianhe. You must know that the powerhouse of the Demon Lord realm fights for the law, which is also the reason why the Bright Clan is strong. Three** rule: Great Cutting Technique, Great Prophecy Technique, Great Life Continuation Technique, and power far exceed ordinary laws.

Linghu Batian knew that Linghu could never be Chu Zhongyuan's opponent, and the comprehension of the law required not only talent, but also time. Linghu is only twenty years old, and it is already against the sky to reach such a point. So, he stepped forward slowly, looking directly at Chu Zhongyuan, a majestic momentum like a mountain abyss emanated, attracting the aura of heaven and earth, rolling up a gust of wind, and when the dust was flying, he slowly pulled out the knife inserted in his back. This knife is earthy yellow, slightly longer than ordinary knives, and the middle back of the blade is embedded with several black rings the size of a fist, exuding a heavy aura like thick earth.

Seeing Linghu Batian's shot, Chu Zhongyuan showed a dignified sè. Just now, he has already explored the realm of Linghu Batian, and in twenty-five years, he has already promoted this former war candidate to a high-level war lord. Although it was a bit unexpected, it was not strong, after all, the aura on the mainland had shown signs of recovery since twenty years ago, but it had become more obvious in the past two years. But for some reason, Chu Zhongyuan shook his head and said slowly: "Your opponent is not me." As soon as his words fell, a light voice came from the corridor on the right: "Uncle Xiaotian, long time no see." ”