The Dangerous Cultivator

Scarlet blood enters the cyclones, centering on the two, giving rise to a mysterious array.

Immediately, a large wave of light emerged, and in a moment, a huge pattern of Tai Chi gathered again.

Compared with the previous Tai Chi pattern that was to cover the world, the Tai Chi pattern in front of it is much smaller, but it is too solid.

"Feeding your body, Xiankun Zhong, Da Zhiyong, and Wang admire, this sword is avoided!"

Wang Yaoyin cried.

He condense to the intention of killing. Whenever there is a battle, the intention of killing is inevitable, and his temperament is inevitable. It is rare to be able to lose his nature in such a fiery killing intention.

He knew very well that he was not incapable of breaking through the yin and yang fish course map made by yin and yang.

However, the price of the two princes of yin and yang is too great, and if they are not good enough, they will have to die. In this way, the grievance will deepen.

As a talented person, Fang Xianjun has already conceded on behalf of all the inner door fairy kings. Wang Yao still has to fight, but for nothing else, it is precisely to use the strong to refine his swordsmanship.

At this moment, the yin and yang princes made it clear that it was a decisive battle, but he was not good at it, and he had to stop.

Of course, even if he stops, Yinjun Yangjun will be hit hard.

The two of them fed themselves with their body, but with their innate blood and blood, they strengthened their power.

This killing array is like a huge flesh-grinding disc, each time it stirs, it is the essence of life of Yin and Yang Erjun.

However, he said that the voice of Wang Yao's exemption came out, and the Taiji pattern disappeared. The yin and yang princes couldn't control their body shape, fell from mid-air, their faces were extremely dark, and the disciples of the Buddhism Buddhism rushed forward to rush in Big bottle of elixir, several source beads, the color of the two people never improved.

Song Tianfang pushed away the two disciples, struggling to get up, punched Wang Yao, and forcibly got up, crookedly.

A large number of disciples of the Wuhuangzong, holding He Shuming, who was already faint, chased after him.

Song Tianfang and He Shuming were only able to feed themselves into the Xeon formation, and of course knew the danger.

However, this is the end of the matter, and the two of them are dying from serious injuries and need to fight for this tone.

Wang Yao automatically exempted the sword, and the two of them were earning this tone. As for the treasure of the purple light, the two have not yet completed their facial skills, and of course they will not speak to Wang Yao to ask for it.

The two are very clear. If Wang Yaozhen fights to break the relationship between the two Xianmen swords, even if they block a blow from the dust sword, this body may be dead.

With Yin and Yang Zhenjun as the lesson learned, the following battles started smoothly.

After all, there is no worry about losing his life. The two yin and yang can fight for their lives, but they also have to maintain their faces, and everyone will shrink back.

If they all flinch, there is still a saying that "the law does not blame the public."

And with the yin and yang princes taking the lead, the law doesn't blame everyone for saying that they can rest!

In just half a cup of tea, Xu Yi has fully opened his eyes, and Wang Yao's means show that if he opens a door to a whole new world for him.

For three consecutive battles, Wang Yao gave out three swords. Only Fang Xianjun seized a treasure of purple light from Wang Yao's mother with Gubao, the mother of Baolong.

Even so, the great power of Wang Yao's sword also stained the dragon mother Gu Bei with a sword mark.

For this reason, even though Fang Xianjun won a treasure of purple light, he still lost his soul, pointed at Wang Yao, and was full of resentment that he couldn't swallow his life.

Wang Yao said, "In the end, let Brother Fang take away a treasure of purple light, and then pay the dragon mother Gu Bei. Brother Fang does not need to be angry. If this treasure is of great significance to your door, I am afraid it is not like leaving a sword mark. simple."

Except for Fang Xianjun, the Equators and Yingxiu youths who were on the battle were all seriously injured by the dust sword, blood-stained on the spot, and even the spirits in Taichung, the spirit, were also severely wounded.

It's the same as understanding the artistic conception, but Wang Yao Zhanlu's ability is beyond his imagination.

His deepest sorrow, according to Mu Guangming, is so low that he has reached the point where he truly invades God.

Comparable to Yao Yao's intention of killing, it is really less than that.

What's more, Wang Yao was about to kill, melted into the sword, and the two powers were at the same time.

This scene reminded Xu Yi of the sword king Feng Xifeng who was still in the state of Da Yue in the past years.

Today's king Yao, of course, beats Feng Xifeng of the past by a factor of 100, but both sides use artistic conception as a mystery, and have achieved amazing art.

Seeing all the thoughts, Xu Yi suddenly realized that he had never done much research to cultivate the meaning of sorrow. He only used it to supplement the spiritual thoughts.

As Xu Yi secretly reflected, the situation on the field changed again.

But it was Wang Yao who rushed to the Tsing Yi fairy to ask for the crystal jade skull, which replaced the condition, and was naturally protected from a sword.

Wang Yao asked himself if the conditions offered were already generous.

He sharpened the dust sword as a strong body, although he barely restrained the intention of killing and left the life of the belligerent, but he was wounded by the sword, and he had no injuries for years.

For a few years, I will raise my body and be unable to practice. How much damage will be done to the monk. As a Neimen Xianjun, no one knows the importance.

With an object outside of the sword to avoid the suffering of a sword, Wang Yao confessed that this condition, drove very generously.

The fairy in Tsing Yi said, "Why brother Wang should open his mouth, Qin is willing to accept Brother Wang's tricks."

Wang Yao smiled and said, "Are you Qin Qing? Long Shi's newly-acquired high foot? Only entering a little Yuan can hurt me. If it is something that can be made. Contradictions. "

Qin Qing said coldly, "If you want to fight, fight, why talk a lot, Brother Wang will let go and let himself go, and Qin will be considered dead!"

Wang Yao's red eyes flashed and shouted loudly, "Sure enough, it's not a vulgar product. No wonder you can enter the Dragon Master's eyes, let alone, if you have a guilty conscience, Wang will keep his hand, for fear that he will look down on the Dragon Master. Ready to pick up! "

In the past, when he had not attained the Tao, he had a relationship with the Dragon Division. At that time, he realized the intention of killing with the inspiration of the slaughter life, hit the Dragon Division and suffered a lot.

This time hit Qin Qing, naturally the new account and the old account together.

Now that he is practicing Dacheng, he really wants to get in touch with that dragon division again. Taking Qin Qing's blood as a guide, it is also an excellent reason.

Qin Qing entered the scene arrogantly, neither spurring the battle suit nor forming a spiritual wall, but the momentum continued to rise. The sword of Zhongpin Water Spirit Stone was placed at the handle of the sword. Under the urging of her violent spiritual power, Release a few feet of sword.

She was going to fight for the attack and fight hard.

This must be said to be a bad idea, but this approach has been proved by Equatorial people.

Compared to Wang Yao's dust sword, most of the attacks in the world are too slow.

Before the big move is released, the cold light flashes and everything is over.

Seeing that the battle between the two was about to start, a voice broke out, shaking the audience, "Slow!"

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