The Blood Song of the Three Realms Chapter 287: Annexation (2)

In the cavern where the sky is not visible, Wang Tunting hissed and wailed.

A vertical eye bulged between his brows, and there was no color in his **** eyes, which kept spitting out turbid and filthy blood. His limbs were firmly nailed to the ground by wooden nails made of four poisonous woods: poisonous dragon wood, absolute dragon wood, trapped dragon wood, and prisoner dragon wood. Enough to make him unable to mobilize any mana.

Wang Yuting was sweating like rain, his soul was bulging, and he was fighting against the evil force in his vertical eyes that was madly attacking his defense line of soul.

His primordial spirit has weakened a few points, like an oil lamp in a hurricane, which may go out at any time. And the evil power contained in the **** vertical eyes is endless, and there is even more immeasurable evil power pouring in from the void into the vertical eyes. Wang Yuting was almost unable to hold on, and he was about to fail.

On the side who was also imprisoned like him was Wang Songling, the current patriarch of the Wang family, and dozens of elders and elders of the Wang family who came with him.

They are all elixir masters who love medicinal herbs and elixirs like crazy, and they are all the most powerful high-ranking members of the Wang family. Their eyebrows were also parasitized by a **** vertical eye, which was also resisting the invading evil force. If their entire army is wiped out here, the entire royal family will fall under the control of darkness.

"Sima Qingniu!" Wang Jinting looked at Niu Jinniu and screamed, "Are you worthy of your parents?"

"Old bastard! Do you have the face to say such a thing?" Niu Jinniu frantically knocked on the wooden 8⊙, w≧ww. fish, making a piercing loud noise, which shocked the eyes of all the elders of the royal family. God seems to be shattered: "How can you have the face to say such a thing?"

Niu Jinniu, whose real name is Sima Qingniu, is a direct descendant of the Sima Saint Clan. His mother is a daughter of the royal family, and his father is the direct son of the Sima Sacred Clan. The two are married. It was originally a wonderful thing, but Niu Jinniu's mother was accidentally involved in a certain struggle for the replacement of the head of the royal family. The faction his mother belonged to was defeated, and his mother was used as a scapegoat pushed out.

The Sima Saint Clan "follow goodness like a stream", and immediately agreed with the disposal of their allies' families. In an understatement order by Wang Yuting, Niu Jinniu's parents and a group of relatives were demoted as sinners and exiled. Originally, this was nothing more than exile, at least he saved his life.

But the young Niu Jinniu clearly remembers that his parents were all abolished in front of him, and then they were eaten up by a group of monsters. Since then, Niu Jinniu has completely hated the Holy Race.

"If it weren't for the master, I would have already become a monster's food." Niu Jinniu looked at Wang Yuzhen and said indifferently: "I knew it. You traitors will not end well."

"Traitors? Are we traitors?" Wang Luting bulged his eyes, looked at Niu Jinniu and shouted sharply: "We are traitors? What do you know?"

Niu Jinniu smiled coldly, and asked back: "If you are not traitors, why do you never dare to step out of the city easily? Isn't it because you betrayed the master, and you put various restrictions in the city to prevent the master from looking for you Settle the bill?"

Wang Yuting wanted to say something, but a black glint suddenly appeared in his blood-colored eyes. The terrifying evil force rushed towards him like a tidal wave, and Wang Teng's body froze. His whole body twitched and trembled, and a lot of white foam spewed out of his mouth.

He hoarsely called Niu Jinniu's name, Wang Songling beside him had the weakest cultivation level, he had just stepped into the sage's mirror, and under the impact of **** vertical eyes, his soul defense completely collapsed. An evil force rushed into his primordial spirit, completely staining his primordial spirit with blood.

"Supreme master, Wang Songling will be your most devout servant." Wang Songling smiled, very sacred and solemn. An aura that was at least twice as high as his own cultivation level gushed out of him, under the infusion of evil power. His cultivation has actually improved by leaps and bounds.

Wang Songling was defeated, followed by the youngest elder of the family. He also entered the realm of saint less than a hundred thousand years ago. The army was defeated, and the soul was infected by evil forces.

One after another, all the elders were wiped out in just half a day. Then there are those high-level elders, the weakest of them, who have stepped into the realm of destroying all magic millions of years ago. Infinite dharma, ten thousand dharma arises, ten thousand dharma destroys, any Supreme Elder who is in the realm of ten thousand dharma extinction can easily deal with ten elders in the immeasurable dharma realm like Wang Songling.

But all the elders, under the erosion of the endless evil power of vertical eyes, they are still defeated.

Dozens of Taishang elders who were the weakest and the strongest had stepped into the threshold of Dao Body Tribulation, were also wiped out a day later.

Their aura also swelled a lot, and the blood-colored vertical evil power contained an extremely profound understanding of the way of heaven. These elders were instilled with evil power, and their consciousness was no longer autonomous, but their Taoism was extremely powerful has improved.

Wang Yuting was heartbroken, he hissed and wailed, and looked at Niu Jinniu, Linghu Qiong, and another short Kang Jinlong in despair.

When he felt that his own soul defense line could not resist the erosion of evil forces, he hissed and looked at Kang Jinlong and roared: "My grandson, and the son of the Linghu family, what about you? What about you?" Who are you? Who are you? Let me die!"

Kang Jinlong, who was short in stature, with disheveled hair, his face was covered by hair, and there was a strange mist lingering in the hair, even Wang Yuting's spiritual sense could not see his real appearance, Kang Jinlong smiled lightly, and slowly lifted his long hair.

"Poor old fellow, grant your humble wish. Who am I? See clearly?"

Kang Jinlong's long hair was raised, revealing a handsome young face. His face was immature, but his eyes were vicissitudes old, like a centenarian, as if he had seen through time and everything: "But how could you die? You will Be our loyal and reliable partner, and become a pious servant of the great master. Wang Yuting, it has been a long time since I saw you.”

Looking at this face, Wang Yucheng smiled like a madman: "So it's you... No wonder you used that weird blood sacrifice array, and even I was restrained by you. Linghu Zhicheng, haha, Linghu!" Hu Zhizhi, it was you, it was you! How did you escape, how could you escape?"

Linghu Zhizhi. The brother of Linghu Shengren, one of the three most holy, he is not included in the eight hundred and three saints of the most holy method, but his cultivation is only weaker than Linghu Shengren. The cultivation civilization of the ancient Yuanlu world was destroyed, and Linghu Zhizhi slaughtered hundreds of millions of sects. In the credit book, he ranked only under the three most holy.

After the void spirit world was opened up. Linghu Zhizhi suddenly disappeared, and never showed his figure in front of people again. Even Wang Jingting didn't expect that when he saw Linghu Zhiying again, he had turned into Kang Jinlong, one of the envoys of the twenty-eight mansions under his mysterious master.

"Yeah, how did I escape? In the deepest part of the void and spiritual world, in the congenital lungs and fire embryos, I was suppressed with the three most sacred instruments. I can live until now , It’s not easy anymore, and I can still escape!” Kang Jinlong covered his face with his hair again. He said indifferently: "Wang Juan, in name, you are my nephew. From now on, everyone can serve the master together again."

Wang Yuting's body twitched violently, twitching and jumping like a fish out of water, he hissed and wailed: "You know, your master. He is not a kind person, my holy race..."

"There is no master. How can there be saints?" Kang Jinlong said indifferently: "We have received the benefits of the master, so we must act according to the master's orders. You can do such things as ungrateful and backhand stabbing. I can't do it."

Kang Jinlong hummed softly the strange tune of the ancient sacrifices to heaven and earth, and made seals with both hands. Gently pressed on the center of Wang Yutong's eyebrows.

The last straw fell down, and Wang Tunting collapsed completely. He hissed and wailed, his primordial spirit was eroded by the endless evil power in his **** vertical eyes, and his hideous and distorted face completely calmed down.

Niu Jinniu pulled out the wooden nail that imprisoned Wang Tingting. Wang Jinting rubbed his hands and feet, stood up, bowed to Kang Jinlong and saluted: "Uncle Linghu!"

Kang Jinlong took out a golden scroll, cut Wang Tunting's finger with a stone knife, and wrote something on the scroll stained with his blood. Without raising his head, he said: "The twenty-eight heavenly envoys, the quota is already full. But there are still one hundred and eight generals of Tiangangdisha, Wang Yuyu, from now on you will be the number one general under the master's seat, Tiankuixing."

Wang Jinting bowed solemnly to Kang Jinlong, his blood flickered slightly on the golden scroll, and soaked deeply into the scroll.

A quarter of an hour later, Wang Tuan's flying boat spewed out clouds and fog, roaring and flew through the air, and it took only half an hour to fly over the empty city.

Youquan set off a monstrous water curtain, wrapping the sunken city firmly. Wang Ding's primordial spirit was wrapped in the purple air transformed by the holy talisman, and was struggling and severely injured in the thick and viscous water curtain. Every time the Ziqi collides, it can break the hundred-mile-thick water curtain, but with Youquan's thoughts, outside the hundred-mile-thick water curtain, it is thickly wrapped around the thousand-mile-deep water curtain.

No matter how hard Wang Ding's father made the holy talisman, he still couldn't leave the empty city, and he couldn't break through the interception of the water curtain. In addition, there was not only thousands of years of black ice in the water curtain, but the thick layer of ice was harder and firmer than the water curtain. Tens of thousands of times, the overlapping icebergs pressed down, forcing the cloud of purple air to continuously fall to the ground.

Kang Jinlong and Niu Jinniu have disappeared~IndoMTL.com~Wang Tunting is standing on the bow deck, and Linghu Qiong is standing beside him, talking softly.

"The little girl who took the initiative to control the water is the person next to Yin Keqing. Yin Keqing has been deified by the master's bone illusion and is truly her own, so this little girl is also her own. The Bailuqinghua plant The grass came from the hand of this little girl."

"Wang Ding, I guess I can't study the medicinal method of the Bailu Qinghua grass. I want to have both money and money, so..."

Linghu Qiong hadn't finished his sentence, but Wang Yuting had already snorted coldly: "Useless trash, shameful, what's the use of my Wang family keeping you?"

With a palm press, Wang Ding, the evil genius of the Wang family, the most talented direct descendant in millions of years, was knocked out of his wits by the palm of Wang Tuan.

The flying boat slowly landed, and Wang Juan stepped in front of Youquan, and nodded amiably to Youquan: "Little girl, no one will bully you in the future. Can I let the old man study this Bailu Qinghua grass?"

You Quan smiled and made a gesture of please feel free.

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