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Xu often exhaled, these yellow turban wrestlers put great pressure on him, and he hadn't experienced this kind of crushing in strength for a long time.

Xu urged the Great Heavenly Demon Banner of the Two Realms, wrapped Hu Xiuqing and Bai Qiulian, and fled in the other direction......

In the far sky, a man in white is fluttering, his eyes are indifferent, as if there is no emotion, if you look closely, you will find that there are countless runes circulating in his eyes, forming the Vientiane Heavenly Sphere, which is constantly deducing and calculating.

Just when the man in white had calculated to the extreme, and even his mana leaked out, giving birth to layers of ripples, not far from him, the void shook and trembled, and an old man with white hair stepped out of the void.

This old man is dressed in the most elaborate handmade suit, very stylish, with neatly groomed white hair, not a single mess, and his beard is trimmed to the most perfect shape, if he walks on the city streets, he can almost take pictures and contribute to fashion magazines.

The old man with white hair stepped out of the void, smiled and said, "What can the Zhuo Sect Master deduce?"

The white-clothed man known as the Lord of Zhuo Sect was still going all out to run the Vientiane Heavenly Sphere, but he said lightly: "The connection between Longhua and Heaven and Earth is getting deeper and deeper, and the fetal membranes of Heaven and Earth are getting thicker and thicker, and it is about to become a world of its own. ”

The old man with white hair couldn't help but smile bitterly: "We all know these things, so let's say something I don't know!"

The man in white still said in a cold tone: "There is an opportunity when Longhua will become a realm of its own, if you can seize this opportunity, you will be able to become the master of a realm!"

The old man with white hair sighed: "Everyone knows about this matter, let's say something else!"

The man in white sneered and said slowly, "The Longhua Society is a part of Heavenly Court. Not only is there a Yellow Turban Lux clan to protect them, but also hundreds of spirit beasts have been raised, and now the Yellow Turban Lux clan is ready to move, and the leaders of those spirit beasts also want to fight for such an opportunity. Compared with these aborigines of the Longhua Society, we don't have many advantages, and the only advantage is ...... Outsider! ”

The old man with white hair didn't ask any questions this time. Just listening quietly, among the masters of the various factions who came to participate in this matter this time, there are not no people who have cultivated more than the master of Zhuomen, but almost everyone still has to obey his dispatch, not only because of his identity, but also because of his vision and wisdom, which is incomparable.

This man in white is none other than Zhuo Yunsheng, the master of the myth!

The old man with white hair was born in the Immortal Sect, but he was the Supreme Elder of this generation, and his status and strength were still above the master of the sect. These two people are all famous figures of the Eighteen Immortal Sect, and every appearance is enough to change the color of the wind and clouds.

Zhuo Yunsheng, the master of the myth, seemed to have deduced to the key point, without a single glance, endless disillusionment was born in his eyes, and it took dozens of minutes to deduce a result.

Zhuo Yunsheng slowed down his skills for a moment, and said with a sneer: "As outsiders, we are not bound by the various rules of the Longhua Society. But it also lost its geographical advantage, so it could only play 'praying mantis cicada'. Yellow finch in the after's trick. Let's hope these young kids make it through!"

The old man with white hair couldn't bear it anymore, and shouted, "You've said so much, aren't you waiting for nothing to say?

Zhuo Yunsheng sneered, and no longer had a haircut for the old man with a white beard.

The two of them were standing in the vast sky, and it seemed that they had an extremely important task on their bodies, and Zhuo Yunsheng still urged the world-famous Jiuyuan to deduce all the changes in the Longhua Society. The Supreme Elder of the Immortal Sect, whose beard was white, could only sit cross-legged in the air helplessly, looked down thoughtfully, suddenly laughed, and said, "I don't know how Kou Wenxing and Chen Jing are now." They are the hope for the future of my Immortal Sect, and I need to take care of them more. ”

The old man with white hair flicked his hand, and a water mirror-like light and shadow appeared in front of him, but it was much clearer than spells such as water mirrors, and even a little clearer than the light curtain of the battle beast.

However, the person who appeared in the light curtain in front of him was not one of the Immortal Twin Dragons, nor even a person from the Immortal Sect at all, but Wang Chao and Ying Qiang!

Ying Qiang's image is okay, although the battle is hard, but he has maintained a consistent demeanor, but Wang Chao is covered in blood, and the long sword in his hand is broken!

Their enemy is a yellow turban wrestler, this yellow turban wrestler is armed with a golden dragon halberd, and his martial arts are incomparable, although it is only the peak of Tiangang, but it has made Ying Qiang and Wang Chao suffer enough.

The void in Ying Qiang's hand made a soft sound, just like the master's mood, as if he was unwilling, but helpless.

The sword technique of robbery is the most able to attract calamity, and it is also the most able to resolve calamity, known as: one calamity, one luck, one supernatural power! Practicing this swordsmanship, every time you encounter a calamity, and resolve it, you can perceive a talent bloodline supernatural power.

Ying Qiang was seemingly rescued by Wang Chao four times, and the Void Sword Technique gave birth to a transformation, and had already given birth to a magical power, but there was still no way to change the desperate situation of the two.

The Yellow Turban Lux took a step forward suddenly, but the golden dragon halberd in his hand turned around from the most unlikely direction, bypassing Wang Chao in front of him, and pointing directly at Ying Qiang, who was holding the void.

As the elder sister of the Dongxuan Immortal Sect, Ying Qiang's swordsmanship among her peers is naturally first-class and strong, the void in her hand is shaken, and she enters the sword with a number of catastrophes, and each sword gives birth to the breath of nothingness, formless, colorless, everything is destroyed, and the golden dragon halberd is erected.

But the surging power and pure power from the golden dragon halberd made the Void Robbery Sword Technique irresolvable, and Ying Qiang couldn't help but snort and spurted out a mouthful of blood.

Every time she shook hard before, it was Wang Chao who carried it for Yingqiang, and this was the first time she had taken the golden dragon halberd of the Yellow Turban Lux.

Ying Qiang didn't expect that the strength of this yellow turban wrestler was so strong, which was completely beyond her expectations, and then she knew how much pressure her boyfriend shared for her.

Ying Qiang's mana worked, urging a newly awakened supernatural power, his body was blurred, and he grabbed it suddenly, and a sword pointed at a joint of the Yellow Turban Force.

It's just that Yingqiang's sword didn't damage this yellow turban wrestler, it was hit by a sword in its joints, and it was only a little sluggish, so it was fine.

Wang Chao forcibly suppressed the injury, and laughed in a low voice: "Yingqiang!

He lightly lifted the broken sword in his hand, and it seemed to be a little clumsy and slashed straight over, but the Yellow Turban Lux was very vigilant than facing Ying Qiang's spirit soldiers and robbery sword techniques, and actually crossed the golden dragon halberd in his chest and made a defensive posture. (To be continued.) )