The breeze blew through the bamboo forest, leaving the sound of the "rustling" wind, and the two people in the bamboo building were quiet and relative at the moment.

Luo Shui sat on the floor of the bamboo building, and the national teacher quietly breathed his spiritual power and began to prepare for cultivation.

Such an excellent furnace must be well prepared in order to make full use of all her value, and strive to break through the bottleneck in one fell swoop and step into the ranks of great monks.

The national teacher happened to have a furnace of elixir refined, which was the same kind of elixir given to the emperor.

Mortals can prolong their lives if they eat it, and it is a great tonic pill for him who practices the "Hehuan Sutra".

This elixir is particularly suitable

The meridians of those who practice the "Hehuan Sutra" can straighten out the meridians and accelerate the absorption of the girl's Yuan Yin power.

The national teacher swallowed three pieces and slowly worked hard to regulate pranayama, this kind of furnace is hard to find, and it must be broken in one fell swoop.

After a while, the national teacher got down from the bed and carried Luo Shui to the bed.

Luo Shui didn't struggle, she knew very well in her own heart that doing so would only increase her skin injuries.

Those leather whips and handcuffs must be the means of torturing people by this demon country master, and she has to try her best to delay the time and wait until Brother Hua'er finds her.

I also regret not being at the beginning, why should I be greedy for fun, and I got separated from Brother Hua'er.

The withered hand of the national teacher caressed Luoshui's smooth skin, from the neck to the slightly bulging chest, and then from the flat lower abdomen to the slender and round thighs.

The national teacher swallowed his saliva, his Adam's apple rolled up and down, he wanted to pull the little girl into the cultivation now, but now is not the time, the time has not yet come, and the effect of the medicine is not the best.

But even so, the national teacher did not intend to stop his hands, and with his two hands, he tore Luo Shui's external robe, revealing his pink and white skin, and spring appeared for a while.

White thighs, flat and smooth lower abdomen, young flesh exudes a light fragrance, the fly in the ointment is that Luoshui is still young, the atmosphere has not yet risen, only a little lotus shows sharp corners.

Luo Shui was about to be stripped naked as soon as he saw himself, and this was okay.

"Old thing, who is your father?" Luo Shui couldn't think of what he should ask for a while, so he said anything to delay time.

The national teacher was amused by this different girl and laughed and said, "The old man has no father and no mother. ”

"No wonder, no wonder you do such a hurtful thing! It turns out that he is a guy who has no father and no mother. ”

The national teacher chuckled dryly: "You sharp-toothed little girl, your father is also an uneducated guy." ”

"You fart, my father, the lord of the Qiantang Luo clan on the shore of the East China Sea, the Great Monk of the Eight Realms!"

The national teacher said disdainfully: "Great Monk of the Eight Realms, the old man is really afraid, but what can I do, the shore of the East China Sea is six thousand miles away from here, and no one will know if you die here, not to mention the Eight Realms, even if it is the Supreme Realm of the Nine Realms, so what, this is the Eastern Wu Kingdom, not your Zhaolie Empire, what am I afraid of." ”

The national teacher is not afraid, but he is a gambler, jumping back and forth above the line of life and death for many years, and I can't remember how many times he has gone back and forth between life and death.

After he broke through the Seven Realms and reached the top grade Great Monk, he left the Southeast Xuan Realm, and at that time, the sky was high and the birds were flying, and the four seas were churning carefree.

"I won't delay with you, the time has come!"

The national teacher's hand was about to take off Luoshui's dress, intending to smash Huanglong, but at this moment, the bamboo gate was shattered by the sword qi.

"Mr. Li, even if your sword is not a sword cultivator, it's almost the same. ”

"Luo Gongzi praised, just a bamboo door. ”

The national teacher glanced at the comer, calmly put on his pants, and faced the comer.

The person who came was Luo Ting and the Great Offering of the Prince's Mansion, and there was a corpse lying on the ground, which was the disciple of the national teacher who had been rewarded by the national teacher before.

The national teacher's eyes were ruthless, although the apprentice didn't put much effort into it, but the errand runners won his heart, and it was a pity to die.

"Dare to ask what is the purpose of the two of you who disturbed the old man?"

The prince's mansion enshrined a long sword, and said with dignity: "Do the way for heaven!"

"Gurgle, cluck!"

Luo Shui heard a familiar voice outside the door, and cried with joy for no reason, and finally couldn't help but shed tears.

"Is it Brother Flower? Brother Flower!"

Luo Ting smiled kindly: "It's me, don't be afraid that I'm coming." ”

Luo Ting turned around and said to the prince's mansion worship: "Sister She's really here, Mr. Li, let's make a quick decision." ”

"Good. ”

The national teacher said disdainfully: "It's just two Five Realm monks, who came to fight the old man, but they just sent them to death!"

"Whether it's sent to death or not, try to find out. ”

After that, the prince's mansion enshrined him with a sword, and the sword aura was so powerful that it was worthy of being a medium-grade spiritual weapon.

The national teacher's imperial qi resisted, and a short dagger hidden in the darkness suddenly appeared, and the howling wind scratched the arm of the prince's mansion.

"Medium-grade spirit weapon!"

The Grand Enshriner of the Prince's Mansion exclaimed, "How come you also have a medium-grade spiritual weapon?"

The national teacher looks at him like a fool, and people have some hole cards.

"Do you think I only have a medium-grade spiritual weapon?"

After that, two round shields appeared in front of and behind the national teacher, both of which were of the mid-grade spirit weapon grade, and there was no need for the Qingyu sword.

Luo Ting smiled secretly, and then summoned the divine sword purple lightning, concealing the divine sword aura, and only the aura of the upper grade spirit weapon appeared.

Luo Ting let out a loud sigh: "The sword is in the Eight Desolations!"

One sword turned into nine, and the nine swords slammed into the round shield of the national teacher, and the sound of gold and iron was endless for a while.

"Superior Spiritual Weapon!"

The national teacher glanced at Luo Shui, who couldn't move on the bed, these two must be the children of the Qiantang Luo family.

He had heard of the Qiantang Luo Clan, and the head of the family was a Great Cultivator of the Eight Realms, but he didn't expect that these Luo Clan sons and brothers would also bring out a high-grade spiritual weapon.

A top-grade spiritual weapon is not comparable to a medium-grade spiritual weapon, and for a family of the head of the Eight Realms, a high-grade spiritual weapon is definitely rare.

It is only the empire and the super sect that can have the best spiritual weapons, and greed swells in the vulture-like eyes of the national teacher.

This Gongzi brother is just the peak of the Five Realms, and the other person is in the middle of the Five Realms, slaughtering this Gongzi brother, taking the high-grade spiritual weapon, and then running away with the furnace, isn't it beautiful.

"Mr. Li, together?"

"Okay!

The two attacked together, and the national teacher hurriedly raised his shield to block it, and there was a stalemate between the three.

Just when the situation was at a stalemate, suddenly the prince's mansion enshrined a palm carrying infinite spiritual power and blasted into Luo Ting's heart.

Luo Ting couldn't dodge, his heart was really slapped, he spit out a mouthful of blood and flew out, smashing it into the bamboo forest, and the purple lightning also came out of his hand and fell into the hands of the great worshipper.

"You!"

The Grand Offering of the Prince's Mansion sneered: "If you don't know what is alive or dead, you dare to assassinate the national teacher!"

The national teacher laughed, and the prince's mansion bowed and saluted.

"You're in a group?"

The national teacher said disdainfully: "The entire Jinling is under my control, and Wang Baichuan is just a dry bone in the mound, and he also wants to make waves." ”

The Grand Offering of the Prince's Mansion said: "I am a person who is loyal to His Majesty, and I am also the eyes and ears of His Majesty, and the person who monitors His Royal Highness. ”

Luo Ting got up with difficulty and spit out a mouthful of blood again, "I miscalculated, this time I walked in the Xuan Realm, and I actually planted it in the hands of a despicable villain like you." ”。

The national teacher said disdainfully: "Thinking of the children of a big family like you, you think you are invincible in the world, you walk the Xuan Realm with precious spiritual weapons, and you rely on yourself to cross the river, you are lawless and unscrupulous, and people like you are a fat sheep that we can't meet." ”

"Master Guoshi, I have already informed Your Majesty about His Royal Highness, and it is estimated that Your Majesty will invite His Royal Highness into the palace soon. ”

"That's Your Majesty's only seedling, it's not good to kill it, it's better to let him stay in the palace for the rest of his life until His Majesty dies. ”

"And this high-grade spiritual weapon?"

"The spiritual weapon belongs to me, and the other things on him belong to you!"

The national teacher pointed at Luo Ting and said.

"Yes. ”

Luo Ting's words and mouthfuls of blood, "Can you let my sister go." ”

The national teacher seemed to hear a funny sentence and laughed there.

"Your sister is destined to be me stepping off the furnace, do you think it is possible to let it go?"

Luo Ting lowered his head and sneered: "Since this is the case, then it is offended." ”

The two have already divided the interests of Luo Ting's fat sheep.

Luo Ting wants to do something that the disciples of the sect family like to do the most, Luo Ting straightened up, his momentum changed suddenly, and the aura of the mighty man was like a giant dragon descending into the world!

"Purple lightning!"

Luo Ting gave an order, and the purple lightning in the hands of the prince's mansion suddenly released thunder and lightning.

"Ahh

With a terrible scream, a purple dragon descended from thousands of miles in the sky, and the dragon breathed thunderclouds surging!

Under the huge dragon head, the national teacher and the prince's mansion are enshrined like ants.

"This is, are you?"

Where does Luo Ting still have the languishing appearance just now, one thunder at a time.

Luo Ting said leisurely: "I heard you say just now that you are not afraid of the Nine Realms Supreme, then you said that the Ten Realms are powerful, are you afraid!"

No matter how strong the Nine Realms Supreme is, he can't travel far across the sea, and every Supreme is basically a super sect and the master of the empire, so it is impossible for him to leave his own realm easily.

And the powerful is different from the supreme powerhouse, the heaven and earth Xuan Realm is all over the world and the eight wildernesses are at his disposal, and his strength is so strong that any Xuan Realm is the top existence! How can he not be afraid, how can he not be frightened!

Luo Ting saw that the two of them were so shocked by the purple dragon that they couldn't move, so he walked into the bamboo building by himself.

The breath of darkness, Luo Ting dislikes it the most, a little thunder shines, and the whole bamboo building is like day!

"Blinding!"

Luo Ting smiled helplessly: "Let's see if you dare to play in the future." ”

"Don't dare, Brother Hua'er. ”

Luo Ting took off his clothes, covered Luo Shui's body, and slowly picked her up.

"Can Brother Hua'er come earlier?"

Luo Ting smiled: "Brother Hua'er can come early, but if you come early, I can only save you, and I can't save millions of people in Dongwu!"

"What do you mean?"

Luo Ting smiled mysteriously and said nothing.

Outside the bamboo building, the national teacher and the prince's mansion worship looked directly at the thousands of dragons, and the dragon dragons were flying.

The national teacher's cultivation was more advanced, and he lost his mind and said, "What is this?"

Luo Ting said lightly: "Divine Sword Purple Lightning!"

"And who are?"

"Heavenly Capital Thunder Emperor!"

The national teacher is like a ghost, and the prince's mansion is still drunk on the dragon and unable to move.

The national teacher is an evil cultivator, and he is most afraid of the most righteous thing between heaven and earth, and that is thunder and lightning.

As we all know, the first Thunder Dao in the Southeast Xuan Realm is the ninth Thunder Emperor of the second generation disciple of Tiandu, holding two divine swords "Purple Electric Blue Frost!"