Evil Wang Pampers His Ghost Doctor Fei Chapter 4153: Break the Saint Killing Palace

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Soul Killing replied: "That's because you didn't kill enough! My master."

Mu Qianxi's killing intent soared in an instant, and the **** king killer was shocked because of this killing intent.

Mu Qianxi also felt that she was indeed not hot enough.

The flames of killing that belonged to the killing of souls only burned to this level, not enough.

Let alone comprehend the meaning of fire.

"Puff puff--" Mu Qianxi and Gu Baiyi fought against them for hundreds of rounds, and finally cut them under the sword.

Her soul power dissipated, and said: "Xiao Bai, the master of the dark hall and the master of the holy killing hall have already met, we will go over immediately."

At this time, the Lord of the Dark Temple, the Great Elder and the others met on a narrow path with the Lord of the Holy Slaying Temple.

"Naughty animal!" Seeing the son between them who killed even his own, the Lord of the Holy Killer roared.

His great filial son is indispensable for the success of the Dark Falling Palace.

The host of the dark palace said lightly: "I want to teach my son, and I will wait for you to win, don't worry!"

He was also fortunate that although his son was not obedient, he did not get angry with him.

"I want you to die!" The Lord of the Holy Killer attacked fiercely.

Countless embroidery needles flew out of the master of the dark palace and began to weave the net, the net of lore.

The lord of the two big killer organizations fought a thrilling, life-and-death battle.

An Qianluo looked at him with a horror, worried about his father.

When I saw a purple figure swept over, I ran over and asked: "Qianxi, can my father do it!"

Ming Lun also looked over, he was very curious about her judgment.

Mu Qianxi said: "If you can't, you will be killed at most, the big deal is to save your life. Let your father rest assured to go to a battle! I think he has been looking forward to this battle for a long time."

"Uh... can this happen!" An Qianluo also opened his eyes.

Ming Lun asked: "You have the confidence to bring people back to life?"

Mu Qianxi's sword touched his eyebrows and said coldly: "You are so curious, why should I try to kill you?"

Ming Lian's heart beat fiercely, his body stiffened, and he said, "If it were you, it wouldn't be impossible."

Holy Killing the Temple Master, began to fight with a life-for-life method.

"You embroider every day, and you haven't embroidered any patterns, but so."

The Lord of the Dark Palace sarcastically went back, "You kill people every day, but you have become a butcher."

"Boom—" The end result is that both sides suffer.

It should be said that the injury of the Dark Palace Lord is a bit more serious and more deadly.

The body of the Lord of the Holy Killing Palace was also riddled with needles, and he smiled triumphantly: "I won!"

"Naughty animal! Look at the people you trust, that's all you can do. How can you become so stupid when you are usually smart and ruin yourself!"

Then, he ridiculed Ming Tuan fiercely.

Ming Lian pointed to Mu Qianxi and said, "Father, you seem to be mistaken. It is not the dark palace lord that I went to, but her!"

"She?" The Lord of the Holy Killer glared at Mu Qianxi, feeling very excited.

"Naughty animal, you will be fainted by the beauty, I really looked away, and even focused on cultivating you!" The Lord of the Holy Killer vomited blood in anger.

The dark palace master said: "Who said I lost! Fortunately, there are still a lot of medicine."

He swallowed a lot of superb healing pills and quickly recovered.

Now, it's much better than the holy slaying master who was vomiting blood from a dutiful son, he can still fight.

"You actually got such a superb healing medicine. No wonder you have the confidence to act on our Holy Killing Hall! Do you really think that our Holy Killing Hall has no cards?"

The Lord of the Holy Slaying Palace feels that he has no power to fight anymore, but they rely heavily on it to make them come back.

"Please ancestors!" he shouted.

A few gray-haired elders, please come out a guy with a childish look.

He opened his mouth and said: "I founded the Holy Killing Hall. As long as I haven't died one day, anyone who dares to move the Holy Killing Hall deserves to die!"

There was a strong wave of spiritual power in the air, and blood spilled from the corner of the dark palace's mouth, who had taken the healing pill.

"I can't beat these! If you win, please do it!"

A tall man, like a towering **** of war, stood in front of the Lord of the Dark Palace, with an aura like a rainbow.

The Lord of the Dark Temple straightened his waist and said: "Could it be that you are the only one who has the ancestors in the Holy Killing Hall, and we also have the ancestors in the Darkfall Hall! Who is afraid of whom?"

The people on the side of the Holy Killing Hall were shocked, "You said this kid is the one who built the Darkfall Hall?"

"Don't be kidding, the history of the establishment of your Darkfall Palace is longer than ours. How could it be this kid?"

They didn't believe it, and Ying Tianxia used strength to convince them.

The pitch-black sticks became the supreme artifacts that condense the strongest gold elements. Once the sticks went down, they instantly became quiet.

"Rumble--" There was a loud noise that shook the sky and the earth, and several gullies appeared on the ground.

The overbearing force was about to stun them, and they took a breath.

"This kid has something, kill him!"

After talking about their disappearance, they seemed to want to use their tried and tested killer skills to kill Ying Tianxia.

But under Ying Tianxia's domineering power full of emperors, there was no chance at all.

I finally waited for the opportunity to attack the deadly vital point of Yingtian, and then...

"Kang Dang!"

"This guy's body is too terrifying, it doesn't look like a human body at all!" They were horrified.

"The defense of the Golden Elemental Spiritist is strong, but he is still refining!"

"..."

Mu Qianxi looked at Ming Lun and said, "What do you look at? Hurry up and tie up your father! He is a seriously injured patient and he won't stay away from him when he fights, he is about to die!"

The Lord of the Holy Killing Palace thought that the ancestors would easily defeat the opponent.

Unexpectedly, I didn't expect the result for a long time, and I would even kill the pond fish.

Then he was dragged away by his son.

"Bulldog..." he growled hysterically.

"Puff......" Mu Qianxi shot him, causing him to lose consciousness.

"Bang, bang, bang--" Several people fell in the air, all of them were seriously injured and dying by Ying Tianxia smashed with a stick.

The ancestors of the Holy Killing Hall are among them.

The same person who founded the Assassin Hall, the eldest brother made judgments against him.

Mu Qianxi opened the mouth and said: "Brother, his life, let's stay first!"

After all, it is the ancestor of the mountain, and perhaps he knows more secrets than this palace master!

The lord of the palace was seriously injured and the life and death are unknown, and the ancestors have only a few breaths left.

The ancestor of the mountain that emerged from the Darkfall Hall is too domineering and invincible at all!

Everyone in the Holy Killing Hall gave up resistance, and the Dark Falling Hall attacked the Holy Killing Hall, a great victory!

Just as they were about to evacuate, a cold voice came.

"Young patriarch, you and your friends can really toss! But you don't think that if you destroy a killer organization, you can escape our pursuit! This is impossible."

The soul power of the sky is full of absolute coercion, making the killers present feel scalp numb, and they dare not move.

The only people who are not affected are Mu Qianxi, Gu Baiyi, and Ying Tianxia. Qian Xi said: "The Soul Race is very prepared this time! The Holy Killing Hall has become a bait. They want the praying mantis to catch the cicada and the oriole!"