Cultivation – Stand above the Heaven Chapter 1472: Turn the gods into jade silk!

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"Zhenwei! Zhenwei !!!" After a few more breathing efforts, Ping Wuniang issued a terrible cry before awakening the crowd. () Rong>. Visit: ..

Mutian Nan, Mu Yucheng and others suddenly panicked, unable to ignore Ping Sihai, and hurriedly came forward to observe the situation. Although Xiao Zhenwei did not have any special relationship with Mu Family in the past, even before Wan Dong came to Mu Family, the two sides were still hostile, but these days of getting along, especially those who have experienced blood skulls, ninety-five years of emptiness, and ninety-five years of enmity The repeated battles made them not only make up for the past gaps, but also cultivated deep feelings. At this moment, I suddenly saw Xiao Zhenwei suffer such a heavy blow, and all the expressions on his face showed a lot of regret.

As for Ping Wu Niang, let alone that, at this moment, her heart also seemed to be pierced, and the pain almost made her suffocate and faint.

Holding Xiao Zhenwei tightly in his arms, watching the full of pain on Xiao Zhenwei's face, the tears of Ping Wuniang had already flowed down like a broken bead. There is nothing else in my mind, only Xiao Zhenwei has taken care of her in all these years and is so good to her.

"Zhenwei, you ... don't worry about you, Zhenwei! It's me who hurt you, it's me who hurt you ..." Ping Wuniang has always behaved like a 'female' Man, there is always no good face to Xiao Zhenwei, but at this moment, everyone can fully feel that her true feelings for Xiao Zhenwei are definitely not ordinary deep.

3∽ "Hum ... No wonder you are hanging out all the year round and do n’t want to go home, it turns out to be good! Hahaha ... My dear aunt, why did n’t you tell me earlier? Even if I ca n’t send The last gift, at least just now, will be a little lighter. "

Seeing the sadness of Ping Wu Niang crying, Ping Sihai's face was full of sneers and sarcasm. If it wasn't what he saw, who could believe that there would be such an aunt and nephew in this world. In the heart of Ping Sihai, family may have become worthless!

"Ping ~ Si ~ Hai!" Ping Wu Niang Huo turned her head and stared at Ping Si Hai, her hatred almost turned into substance, destroying Ping Si Hai. Ping Wuniang has never hated a person like this in her life, even if she eats its flesh and sleeps on its skin, it can't be eliminated.

Seeing that Ping Wu Niang was desperate for peace, Mu Tiannan hurriedly pulled her back. With the current practice of Ping Sihai, Ping Wu Niang can only die.

"Wu Niang must not be impulsive, Zhenwei may be saved!"

Mutian Nan ’s words immediately diverted Ping Wuniang ’s attention from Ping Sihai ’s body. To see the latest chapter of this book, please go to the 800 novel network (www.800book.net) () Ping Wu Niang hurriedly and carefully checked Xiao Zhenwei's injury. Mu Tiannan was not simply comforting her. Although Xiao Zhenwei hit the three swords, he was a miracle Like to avoid the heart of the heart. If this injury is placed on the vulgar small world, there will be no chance of survival in ten **, but there is still hope in the ‘door’.

Ping Wu Niang immediately cheered up, a pair of fingers seemed to be crazy and dancing in a crazy way on Xiao Zhenwei's body, first stopped Xiao Zhenwei's blood, and then put his palm against his back. Do not hesitate to inject Dao Qi into Xiao Zhenwei's body. Not to mention that Xiao Zhenwei has great hopes, even if he only has one breath left, Ping Wuniang will save him at all costs!

After this time, Ping Wu Niang finally realized that Xiao Zhenwei is everything to her. Once lost, her entire life will lose meaning!

"Hey ... why bother to spend this effort, anyway, it is always dead!" Seeing Ping Wu Niang spare no effort to save Xiao Zhenwei, Ping Sihai sneered again and again.

"Ping Si Hai! You used to be a famous strongman of my Tao, and you are respected. Why do you do such things as betrayal and spitting?" Mu Tiannan couldn't help but ping the Sihai anger. Road.

"Respected? Bah! Respected again, it's just a servant of your first-rate family! Ninety-five years, do you say it?" Ping Sihai's "yin" cold eyes cast a quiet glance on Ninety-five.

Since Ping Sihai appeared, the face of the Ninth Five-Year Plan was very ugly. At this time, seeing Ping Sihai pointed his spear at himself, his expression changed again and again. Ten thousand flies, but also sad.

It stands to reason that Ping Sihai betrayed the Ninth Five-Year Plan, and made the Ninth Five-Year Plan to lose his face. He was naturally full of hate for Ping Sihai, but the problem is that Ping Sihai is really too strong now, Even if the hatred in the Ninth Five-Year Plan is stronger and stronger, he dare not act lightly. There was even a trace of fear deep in his heart, making him a little afraid to face Ping Sihai.

Only in this situation, in front of so many people, the Ninth Five-Year Plan was not willing to 'expose' timidity, lost face, and condemned, "You ungrateful things, don't you Have you forgotten that the old man cultivated you in those days? If you do n’t have an old man, can you become the master of the family? ”

"Yeah, I also think I should repay you well! You go on!" Ping Sihai's face showed a smile of "yin", with his right hand pointing, suddenly, a little With Li Xiao's finger on it, he immediately 'shot' towards the 9th Five-Year Plan.

The Nine-Five-year-old Qiu Qi subconsciously raised his palm, ‘want’ to block this finger, but unexpectedly this lesser-known finger was actually sharper several times than the bullet. Although the Ninth Five-Year Chou has released all the Dao Qis left in his body, the coming of the finger is unstoppable, as if completely unobstructed. At the left shoulder, a hole of blood hula exploded.

Where can the Nine-Five Years' Chou be able to withstand such a pain, there is a cry in his mouth, and the whole almost fainted on the spot without pain. The ugly face that was not very good-looking at this time is even more ugly than the dead!

"Dare you hurt my grandpa, I will fight with you!"

Nine-five-year-old bully just woke up ignorantly, and saw that Nine-Five-year-old Qiu Qiu was injured and slammed with a loud slam, and subconsciously ‘pulled out’ his broad knife and cut a knife into Ping Sihai.

"Dare you, this little bug, dare to do it with me? Get away!" A gust of wind swept away, and the blades of the nine-five-year-old tyrant's blade disappeared, and his people were also drawn out by the gust of wind. Tens of feet away. The ninety-five-year-old bully was hard-pressed, and he didn't faint to die again, but his injury was undoubtedly aggravated a lot, and even the strength to stand up was gone for a time.

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Seeing that the Ninth Five-Year Concubine and the Ninth Five-Year-Old Patriarch and Grandson have been hit hard one after another, the eyes that have been angry all the time in the Ninth Five-Year Return are red, and the roaring sound urges the whole body to be immortal. !

"Hum! You two old guys are cool on one side first, after I clean up the gang of little ones, then come to clean up the two of you old!" In the eyes, it seems that he does not care about the Ninth Five-Year Return and Mu Zekun.

Glancing at the ninety-five to a glance at random, the letter hand flicked, and a miniature tower shimmering with green light was thrown into the air by him. This small tower covered with blue light is very peculiar. The whole body is crystal clear, full of aura, and there is a heart rhythm that makes people tremble.

Although there are not many magical instruments in the Tao ‘gate’, all the powerful players from the Yipin family are present, and they have all seen the world, but they are no strangers. But this green pagoda is obviously different from those ordinary magic instruments. Ordinary magic instruments can never exude this level of Tao Yun!

As soon as the green pagoda reached the sky, it burst into pieces of green awns, and the pieces of green awns quickly gathered in the air into a giant tower with a height of tens of feet and a width of more than a hundred feet. Although the giant pagoda is only an imaginary shape formed by the gathering of blue light, it is lifelike. Compared with Xiao Zhenwei's Ju Ding phantom, Ping Wu Niang's three 'color' Excaliburs, I don't know how many levels to be brilliant.

As soon as the giant pagoda is completed, it immediately falls towards the Ninth Five-Year Return and Mu Zekun's hood. Naturally, the two ancestors refused to follow easily. When the giant tower had not fallen, they each raised a twelve-pointed offensive and launched a bombardment on the giant tower.

Although the offensives of these two men were strong and abnormal, they could never destroy the Bimang Pagoda. But before and after three or five breathing efforts, the Bimang Pagoda covered the two firmly.

"The old man doesn't believe it. You can trap the old man by breaking the tower!" Ninety-five return to the crown in anger. Wherever there are many, there is a loud roar, and the palm is constantly slamming toward the tower.

Nine-five-year-one cultivation practice, everyone has seen it with their own eyes, and every palm has the power to row down the mountain. But even such a fierce offensive fell on that Bimang, but it was only a little ripple. Even ordinary people who do not understand anything can see that with such an offensive, it is impossible to break the tower and get out of trouble.

"Broken tower? Hum ... really blind your dog's eyes! This is the prison immortal tower inherited by my Ping family ancestors. It has been indestructible for thousands of years!" Ping Sihai used the prison immortal tower to divide the two ancestors. Trapped, he would n’t look at them anymore, and he was relieved of the power of Prison Immortal Tower!

"Baer!"

Nine-five-year-old enemies had hoped that nine-five-year-one would save the life of the nine-five-year-old tyrant, but now even nine-fifth-day one has become a bodhisattva. He desperately wanted to check the injury of the ninety-five-year-old bully, but the injury was too heavy. After struggling for a long time, he couldn't move.

Mutian Nan made a sigh when he saw it, and leaned over to the side of the Nine-Five Heroes, reaching for his back.

The Ninth Five-Year Concubine clearly did not expect that Mu Tiannan would take such a big risk under the eyes of Ping Sihai to rescue the Nine-Five-Hero Patriarch, and his face suddenly showed a strong sense of 'exposing' The "color" of excitement, the tearful Chong Mutian nodded heavily.

The two big families, the Ninth Five-Year Family and the Mu Family, have been fighting secretly for hundreds of years, but today it is because of a peaceful world, and it is turned into a "jade" silk. They all say that disasters and blessings depend on each other. people!

"Thanks ... Thank you Senior Mu!" With the support of Mu Tiannan's Dao Qi, the injury of the Ninth Five-Year Hero was relieved, and he whispered with a little shame on his face.

Mutiannan shook his head and said nothing. Leaving aside nothing else, he still appreciates the Ninth Five-Year Hero ...

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