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We, but the priesthood of the Biyou Temple, we, serve the main god!"

The square-faced guy had a fierce glint in his eyes.

If it weren't for the fierce fight between Ben En and the head of Songmang, although they were at a disadvantage, they didn't retreat half a step, which shows that Lao Qian and his gang are very strong.

I'm afraid this square-faced guy has already pounced.

"That's right, you're from the Biyu Temple.

You bandit-like goods!

Those who slander the virtuous and pursue the wicked, but they are able to serve the Lord God with great responsibility.

I really don't understand, great Lord God, to tolerate you wicked creatures serving him like this?"

Lao Qian's words are simply too sensitive.

"You... Do you want to rebel?"

The guy with a thin face and a murderous face pointed his hand at the old money!

Above his head, a spatial crack immediately opened.

A faint stream of green gas, with an incomparably pure and violent wood fluctuation, shrouded his head.

This spatial rift is so thin, so silent.

The space liliang mysteries do not belong to the five elements, nor do they belong to light, darkness, and wind.

When it cracked, there were no abnormal fluctuations.

Until the green qi that rushed out of the spatial crack came to him, this slender and long-faced murderer was no longer in time to dodge.

The two god-level masters of the Biyou Lord God who were standing with him didn't even have time to make any rescue in such a short distance.

The main god of Biyou is the main god of the wood system, therefore, as a priest who serves him, it is quite recommended to resist the anti-xìng of the wood system liliang Xuanao.

Because of this, the two companions who were stunned by the strange speed of this sudden attack always had a trace of luck in their hearts.

Seeing the light of a layer of red sandalwood on his companion's body lit up, in the purple and black face, the texture of the thousands of layers of red sandalwood unfolded, just like thousands of roots of red sandalwood, growing together on top of each other.

Rosewood, the noble and hard of wood.

One of the mysteries of liliang that rosewood can show is defense.

Of course, another kind of liliang mystery, with this kind of extortion and extortion mentality, will not be able to control it in another 100 million years.

"It's really a pearl. Such a haode wood system liliang Xuanao actually appeared on a bandit-like guy.

For the noble red sandalwood, it is simply a profane reading!

I don't know how the guys from the Biyou Temple check it. ”

Old Qian shook his head violently.

Trees are very spiritual creatures.

The noble is forced and evil, and what is the combination of gangsterism, it will inevitably produce strong emotions of unwillingness and reluctance.

Even if he is promoted to the god level, he is just a target for activities.

Sure enough, the pure and violent green sè gas suddenly turned into countless wisps, thousands of wisps, like willows in the chūn wind, and drilled into the thousands of layers like a spirit snake.

The thousand-layered red sandalwood shield that is enough to block the bombardment of a mountain, the smashing of all the water of a river, and the bombardment of a house-sized fire meteor that bombards from the sky is the basic ability of a god-level master.

However, in front of these thousands of wisps of pure and violent green gas, it is like a net, a broken fishing net!

The whole body of this slender and long-faced guy suddenly burst into thousands of wisps of green gas.

In the midst of the terrible screams, the skin of his whole body began to crack, and then the muscles, the blood vessels.

The blood in his body turned green and then began to boil.

A tiny rosewood tree popped out of his celestial spirit cover.

However, in an instant, it was entangled by the pure and violent green gas.

Immediately after, it sank into this guy's head from the Baihui acupoint.

His primordial spirit has been encroached upon!

The completion of this step indicates that this guy has basically become a puppet, and his will can no longer be decided by himself.

Then, one by one, the seedlings began to emerge from the cracks in his body, and the leaves of these seedlings showed a butterfly shape, typical

"Rosewood seedlings!"

The other two god-level masters of the Biyu Temple had a terrifying glint in their eyes!

"Rosewood liliang regurgitation?"

It's impossible, this kind of red sandalwood liliang regurgitation, only in the main god space, when the red sandalwood liliang mystery has just been introduced into his body, can it be born.

However, in the space of the main god's feast, all this was settled?

How so?

Old Qian looked at this guy and rocked like a modern dancer with a convulsion.

The rosewood saplings of the purple sè grow rapidly and close together.

This guy's skin, muscles and bones, quickly turned into the purple-black, shiny texture of rosewood.

In less than half a cup of tea, the guy was still in human form, but on all fours. It has all turned into the texture of rosewood.

On the head, on the limbs, the branches are covered with yellow-green leaves.

It's just that inside the body, there is still a constant squirming, and the sound of painful moans keeps coming.

Old money stretched out his hand!

The groans of pain suddenly stopped.

"Go, that's your new

Old Qian smiled at Qian Guo, who was leaning against the door and looking stunned: "Son, this wooden puppet is the first gift I gave you, you are still satisfied." After that, he will be under your command. ”

Lao Qian stretched out his hand and pointed again, and a blue light flew out of Lao Qian's finger, and immediately disappeared into Qian Guo's eyebrows.

This is the control method of this wooden puppet.

The faces of the two people on the opposite side turned gray.

A god-level master was so simply turned into a wooden puppet as a gift to his son?

In the eyes of the monk in Tsing Yi on the other side, a few people on both sides are purely a group of puppeteers?

Songmang Zhenren's face was even more pale, it turned out that this person wanted to let himself be a servant for his son, and he turned out to be like this, just like the evil way of detaining the soul of a person, refining it into a powerful ghost, turning a person into a wooden puppet!

Songmang Zhenren is the same as this guy who has become a wooden puppet is cultivating the Wood Mystery Mystery system, seeing that the Purple Sandalwood Liliang Xuanao cultivated by a god-level master on the other side, under the strange green qi of the other party, he can't even block it.

Songmang Zhenren immediately realized that he was not good today.

Before the catastrophe appeared, I felt like a thorn in my back.

Could it be that my luck has run out today?

Songmang real people regret it!

As the early stage of the Jindan Eight Pins, I came to Cháo two days ago, but I happened to meet these gods of the main god of Biyou who came to the door to blackmail the spiritual veins.

I thought that this hard work should be on this.

Unexpectedly, this catastrophe should be on top of his own life.

These guys who came to the door to extort the spiritual vein turned out to be a kind of "robbery image", that is, the image of fraud before the catastrophe, blinding the real catastrophe in the past.

"Everyone, this person is so arrogant, his methods are so evil, he clearly doesn't take me Ning Biya in his eyes, I will get rid of the demon today!"

Songmang Zhenren shouted angrily at the Jindan Zhenren who were behind Ning Biya.

Whether you can escape death today depends on whether the next few people can work hard!

Knowing that this is the case, it would be nice to be kind to them.

Songmang Zhenren, now regrets that he is more selfish and calculating.

Seeing that the critical moment is critical, these people are not so willing to contribute.

This is, I feel shocked!

Originally, Songmang Zhenren, the Wanzhong Songtao arranged outside the body, was knocked out by Ben's Blizzard Sword by a small half, and took advantage of the old money to rectify the slender face, and it returned to normal.

However, at this moment, I saw a pale yellow light breaking through the sky.

The ten thousand heavy pine waves, as soon as they came into contact with the pale yellow light, as if they had been crushed by hundreds of millions of huge stones, they immediately turned to ashes!

Piece after piece of pine forest, emitting billions of needle-like green sè glorious light, under this pale yellow light, like an infantry camp attacked by tanks, no matter how many you are, like waves, separate to the two sides to give way.

In an instant, this light has passed through the pine waves that seemed to be dozens of miles and came to the front of the real person of Songmang.

What is the wind, what is the snow, in front of this pale yellow light, it is like paper paste.

"Be merciful to your fellow Daoists!"

The few Jindan real people in the back of Ning Biya couldn't stand anymore.

Even if Songmang Zhenren is no longer a thing, he can't be turned into a wood-like puppet by the other party as a servant!

Speaking of which, a few of them are Jindan real people, do they still want to meet people.

Six Jindan real people raised their hands at the same time!

Each sè shines. It lights up like a sticky light porridge!

The total of the six Jindan real people is simply extraordinary!

At this moment, the space, the earth, and the river within a hundred miles all shook violently!

"Die, shameless thing!"

Playing group fighting, my brother has no less manpower than you!

The soft-shelled turtle held the thick god of war pestle high, jumped high in the air, and smashed Huashan with a force, smashing it fiercely on one of the pillars of red light like a round of red rì!

"Poison!"

The red sè pillar of light is disintegrating!

The soft-shelled turtle is like a ball slapping the ground, bouncing high in the sky!

In the corner of his eye, he saw that the Jindan monk who was fighting against him was just taking a step back.

"Damn, this guy's Jindan is at least the peak of the ninth grade!"

The soft-shelled turtle that dispersed the opponent's attack with all its might, rolled in its chest, and a stream of blood arrows spewed out!

The soft-shelled turtle now finally understands its weight, "It's about the same as a monk at the junior or intermediate level of the Nine Rank Jindan."

Just the gap between the same grade Jindan, primary, intermediate, and several peaks, is so big!

In the rolling blizzard sword light of the Holy Grace, there were countless lightning bolts, lightning and snow, and they slammed into the other two pillars of light!

Zhu Yi chose to join forces with Ben En to attack!

So much so that on every snowflake as big as a mat, dozens of electric snakes "zizi" flowing!

Like the soft-shelled turtle, Ben En and Zhu Yi also rolled and flew out, and a large mouthful of blood spurted out of the mouths of the two of them.

Thanks: Dog world, drunk love Feng Fei, Xian Yunbu, Jin Sè era Xiaobai elder reward.