Protector of the Country Dragon Emperor

Lu Shihong smiled coldly: "It's not up to you!"

When Wang Hongluan heard this, his expression became even worse.

Zhuo Hua said: "Don't even think about it! Unless you kill me first!"

After a pause, she looked at Zhuge Xiangtian at Shisheng Peak and said, "Senior Brother Zhuge, Lu Shihong is using his power to bully others. If my disciple experiences this, the Taoist heart of the Confucian and Taoist sage may collapse. , I finally found a disciple I like, and I asked my senior brother to help me get justice."

did not expect.

After Zhuge Xiangtian glanced at Zhuo Hua, he said: "As a disciple of yours, you have only been here for a short time, and it is really hard to predict what kind of character you will be. Besides, the method that Junior Brother Lu said is not harmful. It is not soul searching. Since she has this suspicion, , just get rid of this suspicion, it shouldn’t be as serious as the collapse of Taoist heart.”

Zhuo Hua looked at him for ten seconds.

He sneered: "Then what if this matter is placed on Senior Brother Zhuge's beloved disciple Pan Xiaofei? Can Senior Brother agree so calmly?"

Zhuge Xiangtian's expression changed and he frowned: "How can this be confused?"

Zhuo Hua smiled and looked at Lu Shihong: "Okay, since you insist, I can tell you now that my pet spirit dragon has disappeared recently. Someone saw it appearing on your Painting Saint Peak before. I I suspect that those of you who painted the Holy Peak captured it, and I will call out all of you who painted the Holy Peak, including you, and search your body, Zifu, and Shihai!"

Lu Shihong laughed loudly: "Zhuo Hua, I think you are crazy?"

Zhuohua said: "I will do what I say."

Lu Shihong said: "I'm afraid you don't have the ability."

"Really?" Zhuohua suddenly stretched out his finger and touched the center of his eyebrows. A ray of golden light shone like the sun, and the saint's voice boomed louder, resounding throughout the world.

In the sky.

Golden light burst out from that saint's body.

Countless Confucian and Taoist articles fell from the sky.

"Saint sacrifice?!"

Lu Shihong was shocked.

Several other people on the side were also shocked. Zhuge Xiangtian frowned and shouted: "Junior sister Zhuohua, what are you doing? We are all from the same sect. What you are doing is too reckless. You are going to end your career! Stop it!"

Wang Hongluan's face also changed wildly.

The master actually used a saint to sacrifice!

The consequences of this are extremely serious. It is equivalent to saying that the saint's Dao foundation she has worked so hard to cultivate will disappear with this sacrifice... After that, her cultivation will regress. Will she be able to cultivate it again in the future? It's all an unknown. Wang Hongluan never imagined that Zhuohua would do this for her.

For an instant.

Her eyes turned red.

"Master, stop it quickly, stop it quickly!"

"Xijie... I was the one who killed that Xijie. I am responsible for all my actions. What's more, it was Xijie who had evil intentions against me and wanted to violate my disciples. Even if I kill him, he will bear the blame himself?"

Lu Shihong was furious when he heard this: "Okay, it's you little bitch! My disciple is the core disciple of Baisheng Pavilion, and you are just a new disciple who has just started. Even if he sleeps with you, it is still your blessing. , how dare you kill my disciple?"

"There's no need to say anything. It's best if you admit it yourself. Today I will take you back to my Holy Painting Peak to seek justice for my disciple. Zhuo Hua, do you have nothing to say?"

This guy has a really good idea in mind.

Wang Hongluan's realm is much lower than that of Xijie, but she can kill him.

And he can still restrain his soul without being aware of it.

There must be a good treasure hidden in this little bitch.

As long as you bring back your own Holy Painting Peak, everything will be yours, and this little bitch is so lively and lively. I feel pity for you. When the time comes, hehehehe...

but.

Zhuo Hua's movements did not stop: "Lu Shihong, you are dreaming!"

She made a sudden movement, and her infinite will exploded with one strike of her sword.

After sacrificing the saint, Zhuo Hua's strength skyrocketed. This sword solidified the surrounding void. Lu Shihong did not expect Zhuo Hua to be so decisive. Wang Hongluan had already admitted to killing Xijie, and she would continue to pester her. endlessly.

But facing this sharp and decisive sword, and his body seemed to be frozen, he felt a little panicked and quickly used his defensive magic weapon.

"Om-"

A bronze bell appeared on Lu Shihong's body.

This is not a painting, but a bell-shaped magic weapon in itself.

The magic weapon exploded with yellow light, and when it was stabbed by Zhuo Hua's sword, it made a "dong" sound, followed by a scratching sound, and his treasure bell shattered, but Zhuo Hua's sword power also reached its end, but It pierced a little flesh on Lu Shihong's heart.

But even so.

Lu Shihong was also frightened into a cold sweat.

There was also a painting saint in the air, but he had no defensive magic weapon. He was cut into pieces by the Confucian and Taoist saint's sword and dissipated. This also caused Lu Shihong's spirit to suffer a lot of damage.

"Hongluan, let's go!"

Zhuo Hua shouted to Wang Hongluan.

Today, the master and the disciple are preparing to break out of Baisheng Pavilion.

Zhuge Xiangtian and other five peak masters did not expect Zhuo Hua to be so decisive. Just as they were about to stop him, Zhuo Hua slashed him with his sword: "Today, anyone who blocks me will die!"

She took Hongluan and rushed out of the cave.

Lu Shihong from behind yelled: "Stop them! We must not let them run away. There is a time limit for the saint's sacrifice. She can last for only one stick of incense, and then she will fall into the realm and be slaughtered by others."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhuo Hua's cold voice was heard: "But I can kill you!"

"call out--"

An arrow formed by the golden light of Confucianism and Taoism suddenly came quickly.

It shot towards Lu Shihong's eyebrows in an instant.

However, Zhuge Xiangtian suddenly took action, and a pen appeared in his hand, which instantly blocked the arrow. However, after Zhuohua sacrificed the way to the saint, his strength should not be underestimated. As a result, Zhuge Xiangtian had more pens in his hand. A gap.

It made him feel very distressed.

He also became angry with Zhuo Hua.

"Stop them and stick to the stick of incense!"

"Zhuo Hua's disciple, leave her alive!"

Everyone is a human spirit. Wang Hongluan can kill Xijie. Everyone guesses that she has something good in her. Naturally, they want to share in the experience and cannot let Lu Shihong get the benefit alone.

Soon, several people took action.

He just didn't dare to get close to Zhuo Hua.

In this way, Zhuohua and Wang Hongluan were very fast, and they were about to escape from Baisheng Pavilion. However, at this moment, a figure appeared above their head. She was a middle-aged woman, but she was Baisheng Pavilion. The master of the pavilion is Bu Caixian.

"You are bold and Zhuo Hua, and you dare to harm a fellow sect within the sect. You should be punished for the crime!"

"Master! It was Lu Shihong who painted the Holy Peak who bullied others too much. My master and disciple had no choice but to take action. We also ask the master to seek justice for us." Zhuo Hua straightened his waist and said loudly.

"Humph, I already know that your disciple slaughtered a fellow disciple, but you protected her. You were the one who made the mistake!" But Bu Caixian said this, "Zhuohua, if you put down your weapon, admit your mistakes and repent, you are still Confucian Saint Peak. Peak Master, finally you, my disciple, leave it to me!"

"Master, please forgive me for obeying my order!" Zhuo Hua said.

"Hmph, it's not up to you! Even if you sacrifice to a saint, this Pavilion Master can easily suppress you."

"Hong Luan, leave quickly!" Zhuo Hua said loudly, his aura getting stronger.

At this time, Bu Caixian slapped his palm down, and a huge palm print fell in the air. A huge green beast composed of countless runes roared and swept towards the master and disciple.

Zhuo Hua instantly waved his sword to block it.

Wang Hongluan also played more than a dozen talismans in succession.

"Boom" a loud noise, shaking the earth.

Zhuo Hua and Wang Hongluan were both suppressed to the ground, vomiting blood.

This Bu Caixian is a true saint.

The power of a saint is so terrifying.