The Strongest Violent Demon System

Luo Mansion, in the lake pavilion.

The quiet, beautiful and elegant girl is like a fairy walking out of a painting.

The temperament does not touch the fireworks of the world. What makes people feel pitiful is her pale and sickly pretty face, with her small hands covering her chest and Xizi holding her heart, and her breathing is messy and tight.

Could it be... is this the only way? Luo Bing'er looked at a piece of faith on the stone table in front of her in confusion, which was slightly blown by the autumn wind and wanted to fly away.

Cough cough.

Bing'er, a middle-aged man with the imposing manner of a dragon and a tiger, his eyes/fine/fierce/captivating, walked into the gazebo without anger and prestige. Judging from the sharp face outline, he was also a handsome and handsome man when he was young.

Father... Luo Bing'er wanted to get up, but she couldn't lift the slightest bit of strength from her whole body.

Sit down and your body's bad disease will get better.

Luo Tianlong looked at the frail appearance of his little daughter, even though he was hard-hearted and ruthless, tears echoed in his eyes, Read the letter from your sister, what do you think? If you don't agree, father will I won't force you.

Bing'er has been plagued by ill health since she was a child, and she often burns her body with flames, and her life is worse than death! Every time, it was my father who spent his energy to save my life! If Bing'er hadn't dragged you down... I'm afraid you've already reached the third level of martial arts that you've always dreamed of. If there is a cure for ailments once and for all, no matter what Bing'er is, she is willing to try it.

Luo Binger replied with a pleasant and soft voice.

Oh~! Since you were young, you have excellent bones, and you are not inferior to your elder sister. It is a pity that this affliction makes your life worse than death, and also delays your cultivation until now. Luo Tianlong took a deep breath This time your sister begged his master to do a god-defying act of the Kunlun sage, and divination for you a little secret.

You can't live past sixteen! However, there is another change in the dark, that is, a person who may save your life and solve your disaster will come to Luosheng City recently. If you want to survive, you must become that person's wife. As a father, this is helpless Lift it.

kindness.

Luo Binger nodded her head slightly, she was so pitiful and heart-wrenching.

The martial arts competition is just a pretext. You have to watch it in the dark. When you see someone who can make you feel special, tell Weifu.

Is there really that person... Luo Binger's beautiful eyes shone with hope.

Qin Tian was sitting cross-legged on the bed in the room at the moment, and his mind came to the sea of ​​five-color consciousness.

Xuan Luo is lying horizontally in the air, with one hand supporting his head Yo~, boy, you are in a good mood, come to the martial arts competition to recruit relatives.

hehe.

Can you manage this matter? Qin Tian rolled his eyes! Take a deep breath and clear your mind of distractions!

The first stage of Yujianshu is to split a hundred gods to Yujian! Call it a hundred swords flying together!

The second stage of Yujianshu, splitting ten thousand ways of divine sense Yujian! Call it ten thousand swords returning to one!

The last stage of Yujianshu, split 99,999 divine senses!

Sword Transformation into God!

In the final stage of the sword control technique, if you imagine the power, you can see countless swords falling from the sky, killing gods and destroying the sky.

oh? Do you want to comprehend the next stage of fencing? Xuan Luo asked with interest.

Go away, I can't be distracted! Give me nonsense and tear you into pieces! Qin Tian closed his eyes, and a divine sense split out of the eight-foot-eight-foot divine infant body.

After reaching the Divine Infant Realm, all the spiritual power in the Sea of ​​Consciousness is stored in the Divine Infant.

Bastard! You always threaten me, and now your wings are stiff! Xuan Luo looked aggrieved.

The 500th path of divine sense, split!

The thousandth divine sense, split!

The 2000th way of divine sense, split!

Every time a divine sense is split, it feels like the pain of cutting off a piece of flesh increases a hundred times! Qin Tian gradually becomes numb!

In the blink of an eye, it was the early morning of the third day.

In the courtyard, Lin Mo looked at the still room and said speechlessly, It's really hard work. I didn't come out once every three days. Today is a martial arts competition. He won't forget it, right?

Earth nine thousand nine hundred and ninety gods read it!

Xuan Luo looked at the eight-foot-eight-foot divine infant figure full of secrets, like the light spots of divine thoughts all over the sky, and the corner of his mouth twitched. It's a big perverted monster, and the sword control technique I got seems to be specially prepared for him.

With his heart still, Qin Tian numbly ignored the pain of splitting his spiritual thoughts and ignored the Ninth Thousand Nine Hundred and Ninety-one Divine Senses!

The ninth thousand nine hundred and ninety-fifth divine sense!

The ninth thousand nine hundred and ninety-ninth divine sense!

10,000 paths of divine sense split!

You're done! Qin Tian opened his eyes in vain, and those dark pupils reflected thousands of sword lights swallowing the sky and covering the sun, shocking the world!

Yu Jianshu has reached the second stage.

Hundred swords fly together, and they transform into ten thousand swords in an instant! The power has increased a hundred times, a thousand times!

The embarrassing thing is! The ten thousand swords of Yu Jianshu can't be produced by themselves.

Even if the cheapest heavenly weapon in the system store is 10,000, it will cost hundreds of millions of gold coins. How long will it take me to save it? On the contrary, he just got the space ring from Xuantian Dasheng's inheritance, and there are billions of low-grade yuan crystals in it.

A sky-rank magic weapon can be bought at the auction for about one million low-grade crystals.

Damn it... 10,000 heavenly soldiers cost tens of billions of crystals, it's a pain in my head! Qin Tian patted his forehead, Hey~, do you have any money?

I?

Xuan Luo pointed to himself, Wipe! If you want money, you need to die.

The young master of the ancient monster clan, how come he doesn't have any savings! Qin Tian showed a bright and flattering smile, Brother Xuanluo, you donate 10 billion low-grade yuan crystals to my little brother, and I will repay you like a cow and a horse, and I will find you a body that can be taken away immediately.

real?

Hearing this, Xuan Luo's eyes turned green, Flesh body, flesh body! As long as I can take away a body, I can see the light of day again! Kill all the turtle grandsons who sealed him, and the guy who secretly plots troubles in the ancient monster clan, don't even think about it! escape.

Hahaha! There's drama! I knew this bastard was rich! Qin Tian rubbed his hands, and walked to Xuan Luo's side, Brother, don't worry about my dear brother! I will help you find the body of Duoshe and swear to the sky that I will never violate it!

I don't have low-grade Yuanjing.

Xuan Luo threw out a space ring, There are 90 million middle-grade Yuanjing in it, one middle-grade Yuanjing can be worth a hundred low-grade Yuanjing, take it.

Ninety million middle-grade crystals, if replaced with low-grade crystals, it would be nine billion. Adding in the one billion low-grade crystals on me, I would have 10,000 heavenly swords! Qin Tian was excited and ecstatic, Imagine the scene of 10,000 heaven-level divine soldiers attacking with swords? How terrifying and peerless, what if 10,000 ancestral artifacts and sacred swords? It can kill gods and immortals!