The Dangerous Cultivator

"Give all the good things you deceived, and maybe leave a way for you, otherwise, you will detonate the Sky Leizhu yourself and wait for the bones to disappear."

Jun regrets Yin Yin.

"Wait slowly, where is my uncle, could it not have caught up with you!"

Shui Mingyue asked a question that had been in the bottom of his heart for a long time. The mirror in the water couldn't go back. There is no news yet. He was really anxious.

But anxious again, Shui Mingyue never thought that the person in front of him could cause harm to his uncle. After all, the realm between the two was like heaven, not to mention, and Liu Feng went with him.

Xu Yidao, "Dead, the surnamed Liu and the surnamed water, unequal distribution of the loot, suffered a loss in both battles, and ended up all together."

"This, this is impossible!"

Shui Mingyue couldn't help trembling, but she secretly believed this. In fact, the two went for the same thing, and there was always a contradiction. The wicked had heavy treasures, and they had a low level of life. The two were fighting for each other. "

"Waffle! Will Liushou be so unwise, dog thief, never think about it!"

Zhou Shirong stared coldly at Xu Yi and yelled, "Sun Qiang, what are you waiting for, kill this person, and make great contributions to the Zongmen. Your three brothers can enter my Lingxiao Pavilion!"

The deceased was chosen by the Tianshan faction.

At this moment, two objects appeared in Xu Yi's hands, a red Xumi ring and a golden Xumi ring.

"uncle!"

Shui Mingyue screamed loudly, his eyes tears.

"Liu first seat!"

Zhou Shirong looks like a chick with a neck.

"The surname is Zhou. This Liangzi has ended up. My Shuijia won't avenge this and will not swear!"

Shui Mingyue stared at Zhou Shirong, and vowed on the spot.

No matter how intelligent he is, he could never have imagined that Xu Yi could forge a body and kill the two powerful men in the later period.

Naturally, this account must be counted on the Lingxiao Pavilion.

In the end, he did not lose his mind, and did not start working with Zhou Shirong at this time. The evil thief in front of him is the first target to kill. In addition, the treasures on the evil thief, and the thief, the jade corpse in the pool are Need to remember, this priority, he can distinguish.

Zhou Shirong gave a cold hum, and did not listen to the threat of Shui Mingyue in his ears, and then ordered Sun Qiang to strike.

Seeing Sun Qiang was going to inspire Qi, at this moment, the anxious Xu Yi pulled one hand on the shackle, "Do n’t come over, whoever comes here, his son is afraid, his hand Last slide, tear this broken net, no wonder I am! "

Alas,

Zhou Shirong, Jun had no regrets and spit out blood at the same time.

Threats, see threats, endless threats!

They really don't understand, how to deal with this evil thief everywhere!

Now, there are dead men, and they are useless.

The dead can fight Tian Lei Zhu, but they can't fight the thief who is almost not bad.

The shameless thief was going to get away again, and Xuezi was cold and misty.

"Good boy, treacherous enough, even the old man is counted because of the situation. Only the old man will not care about you. Hurry up and break the net, and the old man will clean up the group for you!"

Taoists understand the situation and rejoice in their hearts. The junior in the forging period now has a lot to borrow from themselves, and it is not difficult to get out.

"Old kid is crazy!"

Xu Yi took a slap on Taoist's head and shot it hard, but the strength might not be too much, but he shot the Taoist's shot fiercely, staring at Xu Yi fiercely, his eyes drifted away from Xu Yi's neck.

"Grass, still **** dissatisfied!"

With a slap and slap on Taoist face, Xu Yi hated the thief. If this old man honestly found a pit and buried himself, how can there be so many things today.

There is a saying that, beating and not beating, the Taoist has slept in the coffin for two hundred years, but he has not lost his soul and has a sound personality.

Two hundred years of hard work allowed him to use his force to sweep the sea of ​​gas. The Taoist was proud and confident, bursting into his slap.

The Taoist was mad and angry, yelling, "Small thief, if you have a kind, you will bind the old man for a lifetime. If you teach the old man to escape, you will be skinned and cramped, and you will be ashamed ..."

In terms of Taoism, the situation today is very mysterious.

His body, using biochemical methods, has been warmed in the yin pond for two hundred years. It is almost not bad, and it is overwhelming.

Ghost souls, also in this extremely overcast place, have grown warm and temperate, reaching a level that is difficult to achieve in a sea of ​​qi.

The domineering flesh, coupled with the enlarged soul, the Taoist is indeed extremely powerful.

But this is powerful, but it has gone to the wrong path. From the beginning, it touched the ceiling of the practice.

The reason is very simple. At this moment, the Taoist, to put it bluntly, is no longer a human in the full sense. It is more appropriate to use a zombie with a soul to describe it.

The body of a normal warrior can be continuously strengthened through cultivation, and can cooperate with the body's meridians to stimulate qi.

However, the Taoist body has long been solidified, no meridians, no Dantian, strong and powerful, really indestructible, extremely powerful, but it can no longer inspire qi, let alone with the evolution of Dantian, a lot of ability.

Due to his death, the Taoist six souls have dissipated. Although the ghost can control this body, he is also a sojourner, and he cannot fit perfectly with this body.

Fortunately, the flesh is arrogant, so he is not killed. Therefore, although Taoists are in the net, they are not afraid at all.

Shui Mingyue and others were stunned, and really didn't understand why the two who should have held the group fought again.

If it weren't for the ferociousness of Taoists, everyone would have liked Taoists to open their fishing nets!

However, he said that Xu Yi did not channel people's yells and scolds, slaps his face, and feels more relaxed. He stretches out his hand and grabs at Wanhua Ding between Taoist necks.

Unexpectedly, the Wan Huading weighed more than a thousand pounds and couldn't hold it at all.

The Taoist sneered, "Hey, you want to fight Dao's autumn wind, you are still tender, little thief, I advise you to quickly untie Dao, the previous thing, there is a large number of adults, it must not have happened ..."

Unexpectedly, without saying a word, he slaps and slaps his face again.

"Did you tell me to speak? Hurry up and let go of the restraint, so that you won't be able to bear it!"

Xu Yi said coldly, a thought, a black stick in his hand.

Seeing this thing, Zhou Shirong couldn't help but take a step back. The unforgettable pain was unbearable for ordinary people.

"Little thief, I think you're looking for death ..."

According to Taoists, no one wants to be anyone, they can't lose.

Whoever thought of it, his voice did not fall, Xu Yi struck a stick directly on his head, the Taoist sent a scream, and the scream swayed the clear water in the pool.

"It's time to surrender this furnace!"

Xu Yi smiled and said that the black stick in his hand was raised high and did not live in front of Taoists.

"This, what is it, what, what ..."

The Taoist looked at the mourning stick in horror, and his voice was full of horror.

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