Archfiend Chapter 1016: : Grandmaster Order (3)

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"Is the farce done?" Old Jiang raised his hand: "Then the curtain call. [Love ↑Go to △Xiao↓Talk △NetWwW.AiQu]"

"Say goodbye to the world of the living."

Swipe, and gently waved his hand, and in an instant, endless murderous aura permeated each of the saints.

These murderous auras are so real, so real that they almost become real.

"Qiang..." With a soft cry, Butcher Zhang ran his finger on the blade of the kitchen knife: "It has been decades..."

"Today, I broke the rule again."

Before the words fell, the kitchen knife turned into remnants of the sky. At the same time, thirteen spiritual auras erupted in all directions at the same time.

The muscles of the ghost face monk trembled, and there was despair in his pupils.

No... it's not like that, there must be something wrong with this script! I am one of the thirty sun saints of the seven realms! It is impossible to die here!

I have practiced for hundreds of years and have been on the battlefield of the Seven Realms. How can I fall here!

I don't want to die! I still have a lot of time, I want to live!

"Ahhhhh!!!" He screamed and shouted, and was instantly submerged in aura.

A battle without suspense.

In just one incense stick, the ghost face monk disappeared, leaving only the blood-stained head.

His eyes are still unbelievable, his eyes are staring at the sky, that is the only place to escape, with a strong obsession to live, and he will not squint.

The scars of the infinite magical powers around, in mid-air, butcher Zhang took a sip of the wine and took a sip: "Yang Sheng is trouble, but..."

He spoke, looked at Lao Jiang, and smiled: "Lao Jiang, let's kill a Yang Sage. This is a strategic resource. The trouble will not be small in the future."

"Are you still afraid of trouble?" Yu Xiao Daojun sneered: "The sects that chase you and mine can be lined up. A Yang Sage who wants to kill a great master, even if the five kings and two queens arrive, Can't keep him."

The others didn't speak, they all looked at Mr. Jiang with a smile.

In the long years of practice, grace and hatred are not too important. They are not so much beneficiaries and gainers, as they are a network of community of interests.

Clearing up the really big trouble for Mr. Jiang, of course, I need some "small", "unimportant" and "symbolized friendship" rewards or promises.

"Haha..." Jiang Laogan laughed, and the answer was extremely simple and rude.

A jade pill bottle flew into the air, and just after the stopper was opened, suddenly, dozens of star-like pill rushed into the starry sky. It actually caused the stars in the sky to echo each other.

Silence, the brilliance of this star made all the people present brighten up, and then became mesmerized.

"Washing the Xinghai!?" "You...have been diligent again?!" "When can you make the Xinghai?"

A dozen voices sounded at the same time, Xu Yangyi keenly saw that many people's eyes were red.

This is the temptation of the side door.

Under the weight of Taixu, all internal friction is strictly prohibited in the Seven Realms. Of course, the murder of the Great Master can definitely be rectified, but the key is...

Dare they confront each other?

Once confronted, it will involve the death of the Fourth Young Master. This risk is too great, and they must not go to the legal side.

Unexpectedly, the last time Jiang made his move, even this trouble was erased.

Hua Jian Shengjun looked at these pills with red eyes, and his voice was a little hoarse: "If you can make them...the pill that the old man said last time, it will be fine... old man... old man finally I have a chance to see Taixu..."

"Washing Xinghai..." Just now there was some direct Zhang Tufu, his eyes were red at the moment, he watched for a long time, and finally fell on Old Jiang, shining with endless desire.

"Washing the stars...the most difficult pill below Danzun! Once refined, it means that this person has the qualification to attack Danzun within two hundred years. If you get to Danzun...even in the huge Dan League, he is also an elder The seat!" Lang Tianxie looked at this pill infatually, not the pill itself, but the person behind him.

"Pill Sage of the Dan League... but the one from Guanghan Palace, who is absolutely forbidden from taking action against the Grand Master..." "Grandmaster, Dan Zun, the difference between the two words is the difference between the cloud and mud. Nothing. People dare to ask Danzun to do anything, because what they make...is the pill of the emptiness."

A series of obsessive murmurs can't help but sound, once a Danzun is approached...too empty is not hopeless!

This is the strength of the Grand Master. [Love ↑Go to △Small↓Speak △WwW.AiQu]

Is Yang Shengqiang?

Strong, resulting in the number of Yin Zun people are definitely not opponents. However, under the desire of the thirteen saints, it is not strong.

Except for the great master of the side door, no one else has this kind of power to drive the thirteen holy sages, and among them there are several peerless murderers to work for themselves.

Under the Grandmaster’s order, don’t dare not follow!

"Oh, look at my memory." A few seconds later, a barbell-like laughter sounded.

The stout woman who controls the beast sect laughed loudly and arched her hands towards Lao Jiang: "Congratulations, Congratulations, Lao Jiang has finally found a disciple. Congratulations."

Xu Yangyi looked at the woman in amazement, and had a new understanding of the skin thickness of the monk.

Why didn't you think of congratulations just now? Now think of a disciple?

Before the words were over, a stream of light flew in front of Xu Yangyi. The woman turned her head to look at him, her eyes were very kind: "This girl gave it to you. A little greeting gift, take it."

At the same time, several streamers flew over, all of them were square jade boxes, and some were opened. Although Xu Yangyi didn't know the things inside, he could feel the surging spiritual power in it!

All are treasures of at least Grade B!

"Thank you seniors." He bowed his hands respectfully: "However, no merit will not be rewarded."

It’s not easy to get things, how should you pay back your favor? Seeing that the ghost-faced monk, as a sun saint, was killed by the thirteen holy saints tonight, you can watch the leopard.

"Let you take what you take, where is so much nonsense!" Old Jiang grunted dissatisfiedly: "Do you think it is for nothing? Tell you, when you inherit the old man's mantle, the old man should also take it. Go back, they will be entangled with you!"

"Hahaha." Daojun Yuxiao laughed up to the sky: "The wording is wonderful, but, Mr. Jiang, you know, monks, you must find someone who fits your spiritual power perfectly and understands yourself. The alchemist with intention is really too difficult. There are only so many people in the great master, where is enough?"

"Yeah, we finally found you. You still want to run away?" Huajian Shengjun smiled like an old bark: "But unfortunately today, the old man walked in a hurry, there was nothing. Bring it. Be sure to make it up next time."

Xu Yangyi thanked him sincerely before accepting it.

The style of painting is wrong...

After I came to the upper realm, I received a lot of jade boxes...

"Since the matter is over, I'll be one step ahead." Huajian Shengjun bowed his hand towards Jiang Lao respectfully. This time it didn't come in vain. Jiang Lao actually touched Dan Zun's threshold and treated him. The confidence is too much.

"My palace will go back first." "Lao Jiang, there will be business in the future, the deity is on standby at any time."

"Go slowly, everyone." Old Jiang smiled and folded his hands. In a moment, thirteen auras filled the sky and flew in all directions.

It's over...

Xu Yangyi only breathed a long sigh of relief now.

This **** night is finally over.

From entering Zhoucheng, to the four young masters showing off their power, to escaping in the moonlit night, to the appearance of the fisherman...

It was a very tiring night, however, he was rewarded.

Not those jade boxes, this is a trail, and the avenue is...

He touched the threshold of domain construction!

In the valley, fighting against the ghost face monk, this is a typical domain construction!

There are countless fantastic ideas in my heart, just like opening up the two channels of Ren and Du, endlessly spreading from the bottom of my heart. My own moves, strengths, magical powers, characteristics, personality... are all done under the impetus of Bodhi. With the most rigorous calculations, he could feel that if he went through the airport life and death battle again, he would definitely be able to build a field.

At that time, it was the time when my own unique tactics appeared, and it was also... when I asked Yang Sheng's gate.

"Thank you, Master." He arched his hands sincerely.

For Jiang Lao, this comrade-in-arms and master who fought side by side, he finally had some sense of identity.

"Polite shit." Old Jiang grinned: "It's not the time to talk about this, we must leave here immediately. Zhou Cheng should be fine recently, but there must be someone who will connect us with the death of the Fourth Young Master. It’s just a matter of time. We can’t go to big cities anymore and we can pass through small cities."

Xu Yangyi nodded, suddenly his eyes flashed.

Song Ziyu is not dead yet.

He lay on the ground cramped, his pupils dilated, not far from death.

"Cultivation, there is only one mistake." Xu Yangyi slowly pulled out the fish intestines: "So, any monk is like walking on thin ice."

"Because, wrong, the price is life."

"You should understand." He blew a mouthful of fish intestines: "I understand very deeply...but you have no chance."

"Swipe!" The long sword pierced into Song Ziyu's heart. He bounced his limbs like a fish, and after a move, he stopped moving.

Xu Yangyi tested her pulse, and he was indeed dead.

Finally stretched my heart, otherwise, a poisonous snake peeping at him in the dark would not feel happy anyway.

He was about to leave, but saw Song Ziyu's injury brighten up. A tick of spiritual consciousness is the other's storage ring.

The storage ring of the ghost face monk has long since disappeared in the chaos, and I don't know who took it. But with Song Ziyu, it is better than nothing.

"Let's go." Jiang Lao turned a blind eye. Song Ziyu was specially left to Xu Yangyi. This kind of heart is higher than the sky and life is thinner than paper, but it is extremely annoying~ IndoMTL.com~ A monk like a snake, don't kill himself. Kill, I always feel upset.

With a wave of his hand, an extremely ordinary mechanical spirit animal vehicle appeared in front of him. With a flick of his sleeves, Mao Bayer and Wangchen were all rolled into the vehicle, and at the same time two pills were delivered into their mouths.

Xu Yangyi also got in the car, and only when she got there, she discovered that there was a space in the car, a small beast car, with hundreds of square meters in it, divided into several rooms.

One night of **** battle, everyone needs to rest, the car is quite quiet, Jiang veteran Fulu pressed on the wooden bull, turned into a stream of light, and flew towards Anlincheng.

No one saw that shortly after they left, Song Ziyu's stiff body suddenly moved his fingers.

At the same time, endless black mist emerged in all directions. A cold voice suddenly resounded through the air.

"I thought someone had such a strong obsession to call me..."

"It turns out that you are a dead man..."

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