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The so-called stealing of the house has to sneak in, sneak in, make trouble, and destroy the door when the opponent's highest combat power or the other party's threatening combat power leaves.

This is called stealing.

If the Chifeng Arbitration Court is Tulun and Zong Su are both there, or if one of them is there, it is impossible to steal the house, even if the four peak generals are gone, they can't do it, because one master is at home, it is a complete offensive and defensive system, the first can play an insight, the second can control the instructions, and the third can play a timely role in asking for help from other peak generals of the same level.

If none of them are there, no matter how many generals are guarding it below, it is all false - if the person who steals the family is also a peak general.

So this stealing is an extreme operation.

First of all, they set up a bait, judging in advance that Fuchuan would go to save people, and when they were sure that someone was coming, they had to go to one person to catch it, one was enough, and they couldn't go more, because the other person had to stay in Shenweizhai to contain the people of the Chifeng Empire and not let them go over to pick peaches.

But the limit of anticipation is to prejudge your prejudgment.

At this time, Jiang Xiaoman, who was still in a crippled state, had already felt the shock of the person behind him.

I've got the news.

Zong Su was indeed shocked, and his emotions fluctuated greatly, so big that Jiang Xiaoman noticed it.

But the black fluid in his hands was released more and more quickly—his greed overrode the pain of the sacrifice of his fellow disciples, and instead he was eager to control her, to get her submission, to master his power, and to be ashamed in the future.

If your desires are touched, then your future is on the chessboard of others.

Even if you're at the pinnacle.

When the black body was about to engulf her, Jiang Xiaoman murmured softly in the dark shadows.

"Actually, your world is not so terrible, as long as we are willing, we can still set off a bloody storm."

Because who are we?

We're the best team in the game.

She looked up, as if through the endless space, and saw a long, long time ago, when she and her companions were at the pinnacle of glory receiving congratulations and submissions from all players.

The honor of one day has supported her repeated self-hypnosis day and night for more than ten years: I am not crippled, I will not be like this all the time, I am Jiang Xiaoman, the youngest and strongest evil wizard, Sister Achuan said that I am the best! I'm not going to just rot here like a lump of mud.

I've been crippled, but I've gotten up, and now I'm crippled again, and it's okay, I'll still get up.

Even if you're you, you're not with me.

Even if no one helps me anymore, I will have no companions.

Then I'm going to get up too.

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The first day she carved the letter, and the ten years later, it was always the same situation - no one could help her.

She watched as one of her kind came in and died, and no one went out.

She was thinking: Who can give me a ray of fireworks in the darkness and ignite my deep unwillingness for more than ten years?

It's been almost twenty years, like.

It's been a long time, she almost thought she was about to rot, and she had already begun to delve into the means of soul self-detonation to trigger the Arbitration House spell system to drag a group of people to die together.

Anyway, those companions are better off than dead, so it's better for everyone to die together.

This is a place where whoever loves to treat them.

But

She opened her eyes in a murmur, smiling at the fire that had been sparked by her escape from the cage and fighting the guards.

Zong Su was already in a state of extreme nervousness, eager to completely control Jiang Xiaoman, but he also had an epiphany that he and Tulun had fallen for the other party's trick to divert the tiger from the mountain, so that the other party had the conditions to steal the house.

Jiang Xiaoman was just the other party's bait.

But this bait is so precious that the person must not be reluctant, she will definitely come.

So he was actually distracted and felt Jiang Xiaoman's strangeness to the sea of fire in front of him, and immediately reacted, the blood veins were released, and thin tentacles grew on the ground, and the tentacles touched the firelight, sensing the strange life characteristics that existed in the firelight.

Secretive, deceitful.

Here!

A sword slashed out horizontally, and a sword pierced through the plane diameter of most of the Arbitration Court.

It pierces through the shell wall and reaches the surface of the nearby lake, cutting a narrow rift valley into the water.

But at the same time, when the Sword World penetrated the lake, Zong Su felt a terrible suction on his back.

Cold, soft, tentacles wrapped around his throat and limbs.

Dragged out.

Space Smash.

When he drew his sword and cut through the space, he rushed out of the turbulence of space, and at first glance, he saw a mysterious figure in front of him, the figure was surrounded by a silver fluid substance, and in the distorted heat released by the sea of fire, this silver light rippled, and there was a steaming mist, which distorted time and space.

What kind of creature is this?!

Like a bird, but like a composite beast, the dragon crane python chapter seems to be non-feather, entrenched in space, suppressing the distorted light and fire, a little hideous, and a little hidden sacred.

But he also only saw a silhouette for an instant, and the next second.

It has changed.

It had appeared to be sucking - only to realize that his back had been pierced with three soft tendrils.

It wasn't the spatial turbulence that dragged him, but the illusion of his bewitchment.

He was dragged into the small world controlled by the other party, no wonder he couldn't hear any sound, and he couldn't feel the breath of life in the presence of other people.

The tree whiskers were entering his body, and he didn't know what existence had been released, so that the cells in his body were assimilated.

They are getting darker.

- The perception of this world is that except for the Soul Eater Beast, which can perfectly devour souls, all other creatures that devour souls belong to hybrid soul bodies, but this strange creature in front of him has a different way: it can devour other people's cells, that is, genes.

What the hell?!

Is there such a perverted existence outside of the four primordial life forms?

He was terrified.

"Give it to me, break it!"

Zong Su quickly cut off and destroyed those cells that were assimilated and devoured from the inside, and would rather inflict heavy damage on himself than cut off these poisonous carrion, and then mobilize energy and soul to fission his body with internal injuries.

Blood, burn!

The flesh and bones fissioned, and cold and suspended sword bodies grew from the back.

Changes in body shape

The small world was burst open, and countless hideous sword bodies broke through, forming ten-zhang giant swords one by one, like a wheel of light suspended behind the giant armored dark god general.

He stepped on the tumbling dark turbulence, backed by the suspended ten giant sword compasses, and after breaking through the boundary, he was appearing in the inner square of the Arbitration Court, and now he was huge, like a dark sword demon descending from the sky, with facial features and a face close to the coldness of the mechanical race, and a strong sense of human emotion.

He was angry and full of murderous intent, with ten crooked eyes on his face, which could shine anywhere, and at this moment he shot out the light of the sky, sweeping across the area of a hundred miles near the Arbitration Court, and even Shen Wei Zhai wanted to be involved.

But!

The emperor's gaze was cold, and the other party avoided it.

Those daylights swept past the edge of the royal court, and they didn't touch other ruthless areas.

Tulun was in a hurry and had already flown up.

Zhu Long and the others wanted to go over to take a look, but the emperor raised his hand and pushed back.

Don't let them pass.

He looked at this battle with cold eyes, and it was not worth thinking about anything.

At this time, Liu Wushi, who was hiding in the backyard of the household building of the imperial court, was very glad that Qianli Minglou's reminder was timely, but he was also a little surprised when he looked at Zong Su's bloodline true body.

"I know that Zong Su is a descendant of the Dark Sword Clan and the Ten-Eyed Night Vine, but the sword plate behind him is not the incarnation of his bloodline, has it evolved?"

Qianli Minglou: "Theoretically, it can't, unless the god of the temple helps him." ”

Liu Wushi: "Then who is he going to kill now?" I see that he is seriously injured, because he is seriously injured, he will open it directly, otherwise he will die. ”

Qianli Minglou: "I don't know, I can't see it." ”

Annoying!

She can't even see it?

Who else in this world can see the true body of that mysterious existence?

Just when he was shocked with Zhu Long and the others, in less than an instant, the crazy Zong Su had already drawn out his sword.

The twin swords were drawn, and the ten-zhang giant sword slashed horizontally in front of it

The criss-crossing sword torrent drove away all the energy bodies, and also chopped up more than half of this square and drove it into the spatial turbulence, using the spatial turbulence to swallow the hidden people!

"Get out, crumb!"

"What, don't you dare?"

Zong Su was actually waiting for Tulun to come over and delay time, so he didn't care about scolding people with dignity, it would be best if he could provoke the other party out, and Tulun teleported over for a second or two.

He couldn't catch the existence of that person either, but it didn't matter - he grabbed Jiang Xiaoman, who was still sitting quietly in the firelight.

Hostage!

Jiang Xiaoman turned his head to see this person, smiled slightly, attached himself to the front, knelt on the ground, supported the ground with one hand, and raised it with the other.

Her hand bloomed, and as soon as she raised it up, her palm quickly swallowed half of the spell seal, releasing a huge wheel of light.

Under the palm of the hand that was close to the ground was the other half of the curse seal.

One of the ultimate ultimates of the evil wizard is also the ultimate move that Fuchuan and Jiang Xiaoman used to turn the tables in that game final.

In the long torture and torture, Jiang Xiaoman, who had been pressed to kneel on the ground several times, took the initiative to kneel on the ground for the first time, with tears in his eyes, looking ahead, in the flames, in the corpses all over the field, trembling and cursing.

Translated into a few words, it's just a few words.

"Sin, delivered!"

"Glory, return!"

All her dignity was released in this moment.

The humility she has carried since birth will be turned into glory.

It's back.

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Zhou Linlang has been to the Court of Arbitration, and the first time she went, she felt cold, very cold.

It's not the cold of the temperature, nor the cold of the frozen corpse in the laboratory after studying biology for a long time.

It's the kind of coldness that may belong to the metaphysical aspect.

The resentment is long-lasting, and it cannot be relieved.

People in this world don't know if they understand it, but it does exist.

If luck exists, why doesn't resentment exist?

Resentment is often the result and the effect, and its cause is due to sin.

Once the sin is released, the resentment is circulated, and it becomes a world of consciousness.

The evil sorcerer manipulates desires and unleashes evil, and its ultimate move is to devour the resentment of everyone here for more than ten years, turning it into a terrifying consciousness force.

How strong do you say the consciousness stele of the Central School Palace?

He is the pinnacle of generals.

But no matter how strong his consciousness is, he can't bear the resentment of a group of heretics who are tortured day and night and refuse to give up, and this boundless power of consciousness is manifested under Jiang Xiaoman's control and becomes a sickle.

The compass of heaven and earth, the release of sin.

A hand came from the void, so mysterious that it didn't exist, took it, pulled it out of the compass.

Flashing out in the soft silver mist, the authority of the body is unmatched.

The black power of the Eight Kings is hidden in the ever-changing illusion of the Infernal Hidden King, and it has become a terrifying dark light that holds a sword.

The scythe climbed the silver Ming Huang dark pattern, and this terrifying consciousness power fused with the fused Eight Kings Pet Martial Arts again, and was harnessed!

She flashed onto the roof beam, took two steps, her black clothes swaying in the wind, and drew her knife to slash away.

An eternal roar swept along with the knife.

The full moon is in the sky.

Tulun's pupils dilated, trembling with fear, and Zong Su instinctively let the eight long swords behind him be released at that moment.

Rumble!

The eight swords flying and hanging block in the depths, while the two-handed double swords dare not attack, only dare to block!

Ten sword crosses for the strongest defense.

Zong Su gritted his teeth and faced this knife.

The wind was howling, and the celebratory firecrackers in the entire capital seemed to be silent, and the weak Jiang Xiaoman looked up and saw the frightened Tulun ghost running backwards, running towards Shenwei Zhai.

The full moon has been obscured.

Zong Su was beheaded with a knife, and the purple-gold royal blood spurted into the sky, like a huge fountain against the world, and the city in the distance also had fireworks released at a fixed time to show dazzling brilliance with the sound.

Do they know that there is a peak general in this world who has fallen?

To be arbitrated in the most primitive way - to be arbitrated.

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