"Bang, bang, bang" The sound of the three palm impacts burst out, and the corners of Song Zhen's mouth overflowed with blood, and he swung his sword with one arm to block the sword, pushing Ling Qingyao to the side.

"Bang!" Hongnong's palm power knocked Song Zhen's body out, and after this palm power defeated the three true forces, the strength was still strong, which can be described as how big Hongnong's creation is, and it is also among the top five in the demon world.

The sudden push obviously made Ling Qingyao defenseless, her figure swayed a few steps and fell to the ground, and before she could get up, Song Zhen fell beside her, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

Ling Qingyao came to her senses, it was Song Zhen's sudden attack at a critical moment, allowing herself to escape this catastrophe, it was indeed her surprise, "Young Master Songzhen!" When she blurted out, she picked up the Xuanling Sword and swung it out, and with a "bell", it blocked the spear that pierced again.

"Song Zhen?" Princess Baiqiao, who was holding a spear, looked stunned, surprised by his sudden appearance, and saw the moment Ling Qingyao helped him up, in an instant, her face became ugly, and the hands holding the spear trembled a little.

"Luo Rou, I didn't hurt you!" Song Zhen's first sentence when he stood up was worried about Qing Yao's safety, which angered Princess Baiqiao even more.

"Song Zhen, I remember your identity as the young master of Wacheng Mansion, and I'll give you a chance for the time being, you get out of the way for me now, otherwise, don't blame Princess Ben for not giving you a chance!"

"As long as you don't hurt Luo Rou, I will leave immediately, if you insist on hurting her, then don't blame me for offending the princess!" As soon as his words came out, not only did Bai Qiaogong take the initiative to be angry, but even the Hongnong God who was sitting in the formation was also furious.

When Ling Qingyao heard his words, she was also grateful in her heart, "Young Master Songzhen, thank you for rescuing me, this is a matter between me and them, it has nothing to do with you, or don't get involved, it's not good for you and Wacheng Mansion!"

When Princess Baiqiao heard this, her face turned cold, "Hmph! It's rare that you are still interested, this princess has said, you can't be kept, you must die today!"

Song Zhen bent down to pick up the long sword, and said coldly: "That's not necessarily!"

"Okay, okay! Then let your young master see, how did this princess joke!" As soon as Princess Baiqiao's voice fell, when the spear was swung out, the moment her body jumped up, the delicate and charming was lost.

"Don't show your original self, don't ?????? Before the words of Hongnongshen's reminder were finished, a cold white face, a gleam appeared in his eyes, and the dignity of the cold-faced princess appeared.

Ling Qingyao saw this face, and her face was surprised, "Princess Cold Face, are you ?????? ？”

"It's late, let this princess give you a ride today, it's also your blessing!" Princess Baiqiao threw her spear, swept away, and killed Ling Qingyao and Song Zhen.

"Bell, bell!" The two metal collided, Ling Qingyao and Song Zhen, who were holding long swords, both retreated, and then jumped up, flashing the piercing of the spear, the strength of the attack was so great that the combined force did not block the attack, which made the two of them look shocked.

Princess Baiqiao attacked continuously, and her moves were fatal, and the strong attack power made the hand holding the sword numb, and it was difficult to play the swordsmanship smoothly, and she was basically pressed and beaten by the spear.

Princess Baiqiao's spear technique is not only strong enough, but also extremely powerful, with both speed and strength, making it difficult for Ling Qingyao and Song Zhen to deal with it, and every move is torment for both of them.

"Bell" Ling Qingyao's Xuanling Sword finally flew out of his hand, and the spearhead was pulled by the trend

Long, a short knife appeared, erasing towards Ling Qingyao's neck.

"Boom" a splash of blood mist.

"Song Zhen!" Ling Qingyao shouted, holding Song Zhen who was blocking the sword for himself, and at the same time, quickly holding the sword in his hand to block the spear that pierced again.

However, Ling Qingyao made a mistake this time, and the spear that pierced Song Zhen's back again changed direction in an instant, and picked it towards her shoulder, which was not covered by Song Zhen's body.

"Poof!" the short knife opened her shoulder and arm, and the long sword in her hand fell to the ground, and a touch of blood splashed on Song Zhen's face.

"Luo Rou, Luo Rou!" Song Zhen shouted, hugging towards the fluttering pink figure, Princess Baiqiao's spear was instantly retracted, and she quickly attacked again, stabbing Ling Qingyao's throat.

Two silver streamers protected Ling Qingyao's neck in time, and with a "bell", the sharp spear tip pierced the wolf claw, and the spearhead was held by a pair of wolf claws, and Fan Bai shot in time.

"Sister Qingyao!" Fan Bai cried and flew towards Ling Qingyao.

The princess's pale face was stunned, "Another one who doesn't know whether to live or die, it really annoys this princess!" With a wave of one arm, five silver needles flew out and went straight through the galloping Fanbai.

"Be careful, girl!" the old man swept out, "whoosh, whoosh, whoosh??????" The silver needle pierced into the body of the medicine bowl, and black blood slowly overflowed from his mouth.

Princess Baiqiao was completely enraged by this continuous cover, "Go and die for me! Songzhen, you deserve to be killed!" Her angry cry was mixed with a little unbearable, and the spear swept across the ground, setting off a huge wave of dust and rushing towards them all.

"Boom, Boom??????" Several palms slashed down, suppressing the surging force of the dust storm, and a dull slamming sound erupted, and a young man in a black robe appeared.

Seeing that he waved his long sleeves, he once again burst out with a palm of true power and struck at Princess Baiqiao, this sudden scene made the god Hongnong sitting on the chariot look surprised.

The spear went through the palm force again, and with a loud "bang", Princess Baiqiao took two or three steps back, and the man in black took two steps back.

Princess Baiqiao also looked surprised, and then looked at the young man in confusion, frowning and thinking about something, "Are you?????? ？”

"It doesn't matter who I am, the important thing is that I don't allow you to hurt them, do you understand?" said Nian Qiangren slowly.

"Hmph, don't think you're a little edified, this princess will be timid, you're wrong, I really want to test how good you are!" casually picked up the spear and stabbed straight at the young man.

"Qiang!" the long sword was drawn and went straight up, the two powerhouses met, there were no tricks for each other's moves, the moves were deadly, and the explosive power in the attack confrontation shocked the surrounding generals.

Including the god Hongnong on the chariot, he also pinched a handful of sweat for his daughter, although the young man's moves were not smooth enough, but he had a domineering and confident attacking force, even the princess who was proud of her strength seemed reluctant to deal with the parry.

At this time, the people in Wacheng, every household is passing a list, and they have signed and drawn on it, Peng Yu is naturally no exception, this is a petition letter from the people of Wacheng to play the imperial capital, and the case of Qing Lanlang of the Medicine God Mansion saving the dead and helping the injured is listed in the letter one by one, asking the imperial capital to withdraw the crusade against Qing Lanlang.

This matter was initiated by the Lord of Tile City, Hutian, of course, in secret, although he

It was not sincere, but the situation at this time was very unfavorable to him, and his move conformed to the will of the people, and every household responded, quietly circulating signatures and drawings.

The night began to turn a little white, and under the waterfall in front of the Broken Soul Valley, Nanchen was still sitting there cross-legged, his face seemed very calm, and a strong demonic aura was wafting from his body, gathering the demon body and the main body to sit back to back.

The calm and gradually powerful state of mind accommodates the incompatible creation of natural enemies, the coexistence of gods and demons, Nanchen relies on his own creation and cultivation to understand the separation of one mind, and the creation of the coexistence of gods, humans and demons is not only amazing, but also amazing.

God and demon are natural enemies and incompatible with each other, and now, in Nanchen's state of mind cognition, God and demon can combine a complete self, people are divided into two sides, one side of God, one side of the demon, and the middle state of mind is people, refining a powerful state of mind, absolutely controlling the inner gods and demons.

The coexistence of gods and demons, one after the other, constructing their own creation and supernatural powers, with exhaling a mouthful of turbid air, Nanchen's physiognomy gradually changed, and finally stopped at the center of the eyebrows, the gods and demons were divided into two, the corners of the mouth were curled, and the physiognomy of the coexistence of gods and demons was gradually covered by his face.

The dantian runs, the chaotic essence bursts out, the gossip totem runs Wuyao, and in an instant, the chaotic qi gathers the seven-colored strings, and the ancient language scroll opens a new page.

The three golden characters of the third-order "Humane God" appeared in the supernatural power, Nanchen exhaled a sigh of relief, ran the dantian again, and rotated the back of the body sitting cross-legged to face forward, the gossip totem was reversed, spinning out strands of chaotic essence, gathering demonic energy, generating magic power to condense the seven-colored heartstrings, and boost the ancient sayings.

The chaotic essence burst out again, waving out a surging chaotic qi, and the Buddha wanted to cover the seven strings, and the mood was wide open to accommodate the creation of gods and demons, and the ancient language scroll slowly turned over again, and the three golden characters of the fourth order of human gods and gods "human true gods" appeared.

The golden characters of the ancient language of the Dao Dao were slowly printed into the supernatural powers, and one of the golden characters of the word "Teng" attracted Nanchen's attention, "Broken Soul Valley, I'm here, see how you break my soul!" Nanchen muttered.

In seven days, Nanchen only took three days, cultivating the mind, cultivating the spirit, and cultivating the demons, and the round-trip journey took two days, and it was completed two days ahead of schedule, thanks to his flexibility, although he was a patchwork of exercises, he felt that it was good to be practical.

Even if there is a whole set of exercises, he will pick out the essence and then piece together the other miscellaneous things until it suits his own creation, and it is best for him to use it easily.

Nanchen, who calmed down again, realized the ancient characters, and fell into concentration, the silverfish left in this cave had been looted by him for more than three days, and those high-grade spirit stones were also squandered only on the top side of the crystalline.

He exhaled a breath of turbidity, slowly stood up, and walked around the cave but didn't find anything to eat, thinking that the Lingzi seniors in this place were a little picky, so he left that little bit to eat, and let himself stay for seven days, this real power consumption is so big, there must be more to eat.

Nanchen stretched his waist, and walked towards the waterfall at the entrance of the cave, and went to find something to eat to fill his stomach, wanting to wade through the Broken Soul Valley two days in advance, he remembered the heavenly calculation that Di Lingzi said, and the corners of his mouth curled, "Heavenly calculation, breaking into the Broken Soul Valley on the seventh day, but I can break into it on the fifth day, it seems that this time the calculation is wrong!"

Five Generations of Rivers, Mountains and Moons

Thinking that after he broke through the Valley of Broken Souls, he had to escape incognito, he was depressed in his heart, thinking of the pictures of the powerful fight in the eyes of the black giant, he still shook his head, the Xuanzhen of the exercises also needed time, but he felt that the time would not be too long.