Xian Dynasty Era

Chapter 677

Time flies, and five days have passed before you know it.

Under the urgent urging of the leader of Tianxing, all the craftsmen and soldiers in Quwo began to be busy building the stone statue of the witch god. In five full days, an altar rose from the ground, covered with ancient animal skins, and the rough-faced witch god stood in the air. .

And Su Zhao and Hu Ying were drinking tea in the inn while watching the busy sergeant.

"Yingying," Su Zhao held the slender hand of the concubine Huyan beside him, and said to Huying beside him, "You can do it now."

In the past few days, the original name of fellow Taoist Huying has successfully evolved into Huying, and now Yingying.

The reasons are all ready-made, Huyan, the ancestor of the Qingqiu Fox Clan, is inseparable from him, and it is not too much for him to call Yingying, the junior of the Fox Clan, right?

"I'm just waiting for your words!" Hu Ying gave Su Zhao a white look, feeling a little helpless about someone's address, and in terms of age, she became the grandma of this young prince.

"However, there is no size on the bed, and there are rules under the bed. This Marquis Su seems to eat and sleep with the ancestor of Hu Yan..."

Hu Ying glanced at someone who was peeling an orange and giving it to her ancestor Cherry, Fang felt a bit of slander in her heart.

But under the electric thought, the figure moved, the whole body was filled with pink and evil spirit, a charming fox jade face, but it was filled with evil spirit, and at some time in the hand, he was holding an Emei thorn, facing the statue of the witch god standing in the center Rushed away, the aura flowed down like water, turning into endless waves, sweeping towards the entire altar.

Just listening to the sound of "boom", the originally towering stone statue flashed with a flash of inspiration in an instant, fell apart, and turned into a pile of rubble.

Su Zhao was feeding at the moment, touched Hu Yan's plump red lips with his fingers, and said softly, "Yan Yan, I will vent my anger on you in a while."

The imperial concubine said, if he doesn't know that the emperor of heaven is a woman, then it's fine. Even if he has some thoughts, it's not easy to give a green hat to the actual "mentor".

But knowing that the Emperor of Heaven is a woman, it is really necessary to kill this "wrong trend" and bring the words back to the normal track.

Hu Yan said that it is not that there is no wisdom on the corpse altar, the ghost of the corpse is about the size of a child, and there are still desires to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages, as well as likes and dislikes.

The reason why he doesn't reject Su Zhao's closeness is that he feels Su Zhao's breath is "kind".

At this moment, Su Zhao took Hu Yan's hand, looked at that peerless and enchanting face, chewed the orange, the juice overflowed from between the red lips, with a soul-stirring charm.

Xin Dao, he shouldn't be considered Bing Lian, after all, Yan Yan has spiritual wisdom, and of course it is not a practice... After all, he is a person who is tens of thousands of years old.

And thinking like this, the city of Quwo was already in chaos, and with Hu Ying's massive destruction, it finally alarmed Sun Lizhen, the leader of Tianxing, who was meditating in a palace in Quhou's mansion.

There was a mass of evil spirit on Sun Lizhen's face, as if the void was shattering layer by layer around his body, and with a flash of his figure, he broke through the void and headed towards Quwo City.

"Evil is so brave!"

Sun Lizhen held the sky-splitting ax and walked in the air, slashing towards the void, and saw countless air currents surging up, hitting Hu Ying who was wreaking havoc.

boom……

Hu Ying shot out a stream of light from her palm, and went towards Sun Lizhen to meet her, when she heard a "boom", she saw light and shadow flowing, and three figures crossed past.

Hu Ying retreated to the distance, looked at the young man at the side, and said angrily: "I think you really let me face the leader of Heavenly Punishment alone."

Su Zhao said, "How come?"

At this moment, Su Zhao's head rose from the dragon cauldron, emitting streams of flowing light, covering an area around Zhang Xu, and countless auspicious lights shrouded the surrounding area, wiping away the power of the Heavenly Punishment Master's Sky-Splitting Axe.

Sun Lizhen looked intently at the young prince not far away, and said, "It really is the two of you!"

Su Zhao said coldly: "You use the power of humanity to break through the Immortal Immortal, it's just wishful thinking!"

Thinking like this, he raised his hand to suppress Sun Lizhen, only to see countless powers of human destiny, like mountains, rushing to suppress Sun Lizhen standing in the void.

Sun Lizhen's face was gloomy, and he held up the sky-splitting axe in his palm, only to hear this sound, as if the sound of void shattering, the light of the ax blade flickered, tore through the void in a few strokes, just to kill Su Zhao.

However, at this moment, in the void, three boundless and majestic auras suddenly appeared in the void, stirring the sky.

Distinguish the essence, Fuqiuzi Qiu Xian, the leader of the Taizhen Sect, and several flying immortals from Tiantai Mountain and Tianzhu Mountain of the Taizhen Sect stood in the void, with indifferent faces, locking the leader of Tianxing with murderous intent.

Seeing this, the leader of Tianxing didn't know how he had been tricked, his heart shuddered, and the sky-splitting ax in his palm slashed across the sky, turning into streams of light in the sky, wanting to tear open the void and leave this place.

However, it was discovered that Zhou Fang's space had been sealed off, and he couldn't help but feel a chill.

At this moment, there was a void in all directions, the Taizhen Cult Master and the two elders, Su Zhao and Hu Ying, all made moves to suppress Taizhen Cult Master.

I saw the light and shadow of the technique, diffused, swaying the sky and the earth, the light and shadow flickering indefinitely, squeezing towards the void where the leader of Tianxing was standing.

"puff……"

Even the Immortal Immortal couldn't withstand this fierce blow, let alone the Heavenly Punishment Sect Master at the peak of Feixian.

The leader of Tianxing vomited blood, his face was as pale as paper, and he looked at Su Zhao, Qiu Xian and others with resentment.

At this moment, a fierce and unparalleled murderous intent that stirred up the sky turned into a series of black wind blades, tearing apart the void, and came to suppress the leader of Heavenly Punishment.

It was clearly the emperor's concubine's fox words, she raised her white as jade palm, and shot at the leader of Tianxing Cult.

The leader of Tianxing's pupils shrank sharply, and before he could dodge, he couldn't help but let out a cry of pain.

bang...

A blood mist exploded all over the body of the leader of Tian Xing, and his physical body instantly collapsed.

"Did you fall?" Su Zhao frowned, his eyes flickered coldly, faintly feeling that things were not that simple.

Sure enough, in the endless blood mist, a faint black shadow appeared, tearing open the void at an unspeakable speed, and in the blink of an eye, it disappeared without a trace and merged into the void.

"This is the distraction of the leader of Tianxing!" Taizhen's eyes were dark, and he said in a cold voice: "This is the method of splitting the shadow of the witch and god, but although he has not fallen, after this incident, the leader of Tianxing will not be able to fight again for ten years."

Hearing this, Su Zhao sighed, and said, "We let him escape after all."

"If there is no accident, the leader of Tianxing will not leave Xianyang for ten years." The leader of Taizhen said in a deep voice with a gloomy gaze.

The Tianzhu Mountain Lord at the side said in a deep voice: "Brother Master, I'm going to Xianyang right now, and keep an eye on this beast!"

Su Zhao nodded, but didn't say anything.

There was a faint thought in my heart, after this battle, Qin should be able to calm down for a while.

……

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Xianyang, Temple of Heavenly Punishment
In the main hall, the figure of the black-robed puppet on the cloud bed suddenly flashed, spitting out a mouthful of blood, the black shadow fell on the puppet, and the originally stiff face suddenly became alive.

"Su Zhao, Qiu Xian, you wait!"

The leader of Tianxing's face was pale, and his breath was extremely sluggish.

In fact, it was even brighter than what Qiu Xian said. What he folded just now was actually the real deity, not a distraction, and this witch god puppet was his clone.

In other words, after the first battle just now, not only would he not be able to leave Xianyang for ten years, but even the path to longevity has become a flower in the mirror, a moon in the water.

All calculations are illusions.

How can I not hate it in my heart!

Thinking of this, the leader of Tianxing felt more and more annoyed.

(End of this chapter)