The Dangerous Cultivator

Lu Zhenhai looked at Zhao Lingwu, "Brother Zhao, if you say a good five-man round battle, will you still see life and death?"

Zhao Lingwu said, "It is natural for us to take full advantage of the battle, and we must not shrink back. If we end, we will naturally have our own lives."

Lu Zhenhai's face was calm, and his heart was annoyingly troublesome. This group of people would come to help fist and make some benefits, but few were willing to fight for their lives.

"Why, Brother Lu Fei called this gang, but he didn't even have a dare to fight?"

Zhao Lingwu shouted.

Lu Zhenhai exclaimed, "I don't know which Taoist brother is willing to go to war, Lu will never treat him badly, and he will get a purple garrison in the first battle."

Until now, he can only brave the price.

Dong Xiaoshan, who was formerly called a team, returned to the team under the watchful eyes and punched Lu Zhenhai with a fist. "Dong's self-cultivation is hard to come by, and it's difficult to fight against others."

The boy in white laughed in the sky, "I can't think of a gangster-free bandit in this world. Like those in this generation, they can live for ten thousand years. If they can't, they can prove the avenue? Is anyone dare to come to the battle? , They all dismissed the old man early, so that the old man looked away and waited, staining his eyes. "

The young man was full of gods, but his voice was like a wailing cry, a mouthful of "old husband", as if he was afraid that others would not know that he was a demon who robbed and rebuilt.

"But it was only a battle. Someone responded, but you have to see, what's so great about you, the demon who robbed and rebuilt."

The magnificent man on the left side of Lu Zhenhai spoke out loud.

When Xu Yi heard someone whispering, he said his name, the large Bai Qingzhi, once killed the siege of three monks who successfully met, and was very famous in the Jiangnan realm.

"Big name, on this occasion, I'm afraid it's not so easy to play back, guys, if you can break the fame and fortune, your face is closed, how easy can it be."

The charm of wildness is again eloquent in the ring of stars.

In fact, the words of Huang Mei really speak to Bai Qingzhi's heart.

Since that war, Bai Qingzhi has gained an unparalleled reputation in the cultivation industry in the south of the Yangtze River.

Many times, he doesn't need to do anything. When he meets today's situation, he can show his fame and gain his hands.

Today, Gao Ming, who was easily taken down by a young man in white, was completely ruined.

People drift in the arena, there are really too many last resorts.

Bai Qingzhi's challenge was already anticipated by Lu Zhenhai. In fact, he already knew that this battle was bound to see blood and death.

He didn't make clear to the crowd, but only said that the victory and defeat, and when the two sides met, Zhao Lingwu broke down, and he asked again, if it had already elevated Bai Qingzhi and other strong men to a high place, it would not be easy to come down.

After all, few strong people will be such a dwarf person as Dong Xiaoshan, who will be on the bright side when there is an interest, and will hide when he is in danger, and will not care about his face.

Certain candidates will be set up, and there will be no scenes.

One of Bai Qing's shots revealed a very sophisticated gold-based spiriting method. Only one golden ball was scattered, and it was blasted into numerous finely divided powders. Each finely divided gold powder was like a high-speed projectile cannonball. Shoot it.

A large number of small hollow black holes were suddenly densely packed in the air.

This single hand caused a violent uproar in the field, including Xu Yi, who could not help but give heartfelt admiration.

The mystical method of spiritualization, which is easy to disperse and difficult to control, can control the golden ball to be scattered into so many fine particles. It can be said that the first layer of the mysterious method of spiritualization has reached its peak.

The Lu family camp burst into shock and shouted, shouting for cheering, vibrating the forest and ringing the clouds.

Seeing the finely divided gold powder, he was going to hit the boy in white. Suddenly, the willow branch in the boy's hand turned, and a leaf floated on the willow branch. The leaf grew instantly and turned into a green screen covering the sky. The gold dust is all caught in it.

Bai Qingzhi did not panic and rejoice, urging the tactics, and instantly, the entire huge green leaf was ejected from countless bumps.

The weird thing was that the green leaves seemed extremely tough. No matter how the gold powder raised the bulge, it could not be pierced.

When Bai Qingzhi was anxious, suddenly, another green leaf fell from the willow branch, grew up in the wind, and approached in a blink of an eye.

Before Bai Qingzhi moved, he suddenly felt that an ancient giant tree covering the sky was suddenly in front of him, and he calmed down.

That's all, the huge leaves caught him in one fell swoop.

The next moment, the stem line of the huge leaf suddenly burst out, like numerous spears, toward the wrapped Bai Qingzhi, and when he saw it, the wrapped leaf shrank at a rate that was visible to the naked eye. And countless resources, not even a drop of blood.

The gold-wrapped leaves were caught in the stalls of the leaves as early as Bai Qingzhi, and they stopped struggling.

Immediately, the two leaves flew back to the willow branches. As if they hadn't been picked off, a lot of resources and golden **** were waved by the boy in white, and they were all in their pockets.

The expected war did not happen. What happened was unilateral crushing. Bai Qingzhi, the top powerful man of the state, disappeared in this way, and died in such a way.

The huge deviation between anticipation and reality is shocking to say nothing.

"The ancestor of dead wood, you are the old ancestor of dead wood.

Dong Xiaoshan shouted suddenly, shaking the audience.

The crowd was terrified, and their faces were horrified.

Withered ancestors are famous monks from the South of the Yangtze River who lived hundreds of years ago. When they hit the ghost wonderland, they suffered a huge failure.

Everyone thought that he had fallen into evil, and no one expected that he had taken the most difficult and rugged path-regaining his house.

A hundred years ago, the dead wood ancestors of the dead wood ancestors practiced the highest peak, but never expected that what I saw today is better than ever.

Lu Zhenhai's heart sank to the bottom. He was a clear-sighted person, very clear that the situation in front of him had basically collapsed.

In the so-called five-man round battle, Bai Qingzhi did not bring any damage and consumption to the dead ancestors.

Bai Qingzhi's fame and powerful shots are just such effects. Most of them will not change if they change to others. If they are not good, the lineup on his side will have to be born by the ancestors of dead wood. Break through.

unless……

Unconsciously, everyone in the Lu family camp cast their eyes on Chen Fangge, the dead sword.

Today's Jiangnan practice world, Chen Fangge's genius name is like a thunderbolt. Some people even put the name of the first person in Jiangnan's realm on the road to press him.

At this moment, the dead ancestors of the dead wood are fierce and powerful. If anyone is entitled to rival the dead wood ancestors, Chen Fangge is almost the only candidate.

"The dead sword Chen Fangge, I have heard of your name for a long time. Let's fight next time. This is the first shot after rebuilding and rebuilding. You can't just kill a few diving and firewood goods."

Withered ancestor Chen Yaoge pointed at Chen Fangge and issued an appointment.

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