Chapter 1787
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"The ten sages of shengtingwu palace, the ninth, bo'an."
In the tent, when the voice of the three elders of Yunwu sect came out, the atmosphere of the whole tent became extremely dignified in an instant, including Zhao Yu behind the desk.
In the dark eyes of the young emperor, there are many different colors. In a sense, apart from the former South Heavenly King's westward flow, this is the first time that Daxia has contacted the top fighting power of the holy court in a real sense.
"Ten sages of Wugong?"
The voice of murmuring came from Zhao Yu's mouth. Then the young emperor stretched out his right hand and knocked on the table in front of him. The emperor's voice went down:
"all of you look carefully to see how powerful the power of the shengtingwu palace is, because maybe it won't be too long. There is only one side between Tianhui yeyan and the Wu palace, which can stand on this mysterious land 。”
The seemingly understated words of the young emperor made all the people in the camp clearly feel what is the most powerful emperor in the world.
Then the voice from Zhao Yu continued to ring in the camp where the emperor's authority became more and more powerful:
"Sima Annan, let Chang Xiliu tell him everything he knows about shengtingwu palace. Since he is a prisoner, he has the consciousness of a prisoner."
"No!"
Sima Annan nodded his head and waved his hand behind him. An official of the military aircraft department left the camp respectfully. Then the former raised his hand and saluted the young emperor in front of him. The voice came out:
"Your Majesty, do you need to send someone to kill the ninth military palace?"
"Give it to Xu Qing."
After the voice fell, Zhao Yu thought for a moment, and the emperor's voice once again said:
"the ten sages of Wugong are not so good at killing. The holy court will surely stay behind. Let Xu Qing try the reality first, or make some assessment. The area of this misty mountain is not small, and I'm not afraid that there will be no chance."
The emperor's voice fell and everyone nodded. Then Li Chunfeng raised his hand and stroked his white beard on his chest. An old voice came out:
"this guy named Li Zeng may be the hardest person I've ever met. He was honored by two land fairies, but he still didn't die. This original fruit is extraordinary."
As soon as the words came out, there was a faint groan with special pain, which was easy to spread in the picture scroll of mountains and seas:
"cough, cough!"
After this murmur fell, Bo Ling, who was suspended above the void in the air, especially under his face on the ground, heard a light voice:
"no wonder there is a way to kill the false one of Ku Po."
The three words "pseudo Zun Shang" came out of Bo Ling's mouth with a strong disdain. It is true that for a top overhaul who really stepped on the bridge of heaven and earth, this sneaking behavior on the bridge is undoubtedly the most inferior.
"Although kupo is an ingenious person, because of the characteristics of the three eye soul clan, his strength is not weak in Tiance palace. So let's see how you can accomplish this unheard of move just because of the birth and death of a leader."
As the voice fell, Bo Ling, who was defended by countless gray winds, raised his hand and waved it gently in front of him. Then the three gray winds went straight ahead and blew away all the rubble buried in Li Zeng's body, revealing the dying Li Zeng.
At this time, Li's whole body was even more miserable than that of his head when he was first stripped.
However, it is worth mentioning that Li Zeng, who was extremely miserable, even rolled down this little blue fruit. Next to the fruit was an eye as transparent as amber.
Next breath, Bo Ling looked directly at him with the dignity of exploration. After scanning around, he raised a lot of voice, and then it came out:
"the eye of heaven soul from the bitter soul, and the real rain god armor left by Da Luo Yu master in those years, unexpectedly, there is still a drop of original water."
After the four words "original water" came out from Bo Ling's mouth, we can clearly feel the greed hidden in the depth of the former.
The original water is a rare treasure in the whole taixuan area. Even if it is overhauled, it will be moved.
Then Bo Bing's eyes continued to stare at the dying soul below. After a few breaths, his voice continued to say:
"it turns out that you have the blood of Da Luo Yu Shi in your body. No wonder you can integrate this drop of original water with such cultivation. It's very interesting, very interesting."
After that, Bo Bing stretched out his hands and floated down to the top of Li Zeng. His rolling voice continued to ring:
"in fact, the blood between you and me is really related. My ancestor, the head of the Eight Immortals in the ancient Xianting, Feng Bo!"
As soon as the words came out, all the gray wind filled the whole gorge ridge roared in an instant, as if roaring for its own master.
As the saying goes, wind and rain are inseparable, so the words before Bo Lin are true. In the once fairy palace era, among the eight great immortals guarding one side, Feng Bo and Yu Shi had a good relationship.
But today's era is completely different. The glory of the past has already faded completely, and these two descendants of the immortal family are now facing each other in life and death.As the ninth Bodhisattva of the ten sages in the martial arts palace, his accomplishments and realm are not comparable to his previous hardships. Therefore, under the upper finger of this statue, the vitality of Li Zeng's whole body was cut off by 90% in an instant.
Even at this time, Li Zeng's body got the original water supplemented by the power of true rain, and he was desperately releasing the power of original recovery, trying to get Li Zeng away from the edge of dying. Li Zeng's eyes were still a little blurred when he looked up.
Then there was another cough coming out of the middle-aged monk's mouth, and the former's low voice came out:
"Bodhisattva, since our ancestors are one family, why don't you let me go?"
As soon as this remark came out, the gorge ridge, which was surrounded by countless grey wind, suddenly became extremely quiet. Even the ninth philosopher of shengtingwu palace, who was standing high at this time, was shocked for a moment.
Next breath, Li Zeng, who was dying on the ground, suddenly coughed up blood and burst out a burst of laughter. His voice said:
"if I can kill a land God fairyland before I die, it will be worth my life."
After that, I don't know why, a picture suddenly appeared in Li Zeng's mind.
Before he left Xialing, the young man with a cotton hat handed him a Daoguo and what Sima Annan said to him.
"Daoyou Li, this fruit can replenish your vitality, but you have to put it away."
Sima Annan's words clearly sounded in Li Zeng's mind, and then he transferred all the healing power of the original water to his right hand, condensed five phalanges, and grasped them to his side.
However, the strange thing is that the middle-aged friar Li Zeng was not grasping the precious eye of heaven soul, but the humble green fruit of Tao. Then Li Zeng held the fruit tightly and put it to his mouth, and the voice came out:
"it's good to eat a fruit before death."
Li Zeng put the fruit to his mouth and slowly opened his mouth.
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"The ten sages of shengtingwu palace, the ninth, bo'an."
In the tent, when the voice of the three elders of Yunwu sect came out, the atmosphere of the whole tent became extremely dignified in an instant, including Zhao Yu behind the desk.
In the dark eyes of the young emperor, there are many different colors. In a sense, apart from the former South Heavenly King's westward flow, this is the first time that Daxia has contacted the top fighting power of the holy court in a real sense.
"Ten sages of Wugong?"
The voice of murmuring came from Zhao Yu's mouth. Then the young emperor stretched out his right hand and knocked on the table in front of him. The emperor's voice went down:
"all of you look carefully to see how powerful the power of the shengtingwu palace is, because maybe it won't be too long. There is only one side between Tianhui yeyan and the Wu palace, which can stand on this mysterious land 。”
The seemingly understated words of the young emperor made all the people in the camp clearly feel what is the most powerful emperor in the world.
Then the voice from Zhao Yu continued to ring in the camp where the emperor's authority became more and more powerful:
"Sima Annan, let Chang Xiliu tell him everything he knows about shengtingwu palace. Since he is a prisoner, he has the consciousness of a prisoner."
"No!"
Sima Annan nodded his head and waved his hand behind him. An official of the military aircraft department left the camp respectfully. Then the former raised his hand and saluted the young emperor in front of him. The voice came out:
"Your Majesty, do you need to send someone to kill the ninth military palace?"
"Give it to Xu Qing."
After the voice fell, Zhao Yu thought for a moment, and the emperor's voice once again said:
"the ten sages of Wugong are not so good at killing. The holy court will surely stay behind. Let Xu Qing try the reality first, or make some assessment. The area of this misty mountain is not small, and I'm not afraid that there will be no chance."
The emperor's voice fell and everyone nodded. Then Li Chunfeng raised his hand and stroked his white beard on his chest. An old voice came out:
"this guy named Li Zeng may be the hardest person I've ever met. He was honored by two land fairies, but he still didn't die. This original fruit is extraordinary."
As soon as the words came out, there was a faint groan with special pain, which was easy to spread in the picture scroll of mountains and seas:
"cough, cough!"
After this murmur fell, Bo Ling, who was suspended above the void in the air, especially under his face on the ground, heard a light voice:
"no wonder there is a way to kill the false one of Ku Po."
The three words "pseudo Zun Shang" came out of Bo Ling's mouth with a strong disdain. It is true that for a top overhaul who really stepped on the bridge of heaven and earth, this sneaking behavior on the bridge is undoubtedly the most inferior.
"Although kupo is an ingenious person, because of the characteristics of the three eye soul clan, his strength is not weak in Tiance palace. So let's see how you can accomplish this unheard of move just because of the birth and death of a leader."
As the voice fell, Bo Ling, who was defended by countless gray winds, raised his hand and waved it gently in front of him. Then the three gray winds went straight ahead and blew away all the rubble buried in Li Zeng's body, revealing the dying Li Zeng.
At this time, Li's whole body was even more miserable than that of his head when he was first stripped.
However, it is worth mentioning that Li Zeng, who was extremely miserable, even rolled down this little blue fruit. Next to the fruit was an eye as transparent as amber.
Next breath, Bo Ling looked directly at him with the dignity of exploration. After scanning around, he raised a lot of voice, and then it came out:
"the eye of heaven soul from the bitter soul, and the real rain god armor left by Da Luo Yu master in those years, unexpectedly, there is still a drop of original water."
After the four words "original water" came out from Bo Ling's mouth, we can clearly feel the greed hidden in the depth of the former.
The original water is a rare treasure in the whole taixuan area. Even if it is overhauled, it will be moved.
Then Bo Bing's eyes continued to stare at the dying soul below. After a few breaths, his voice continued to say:
"it turns out that you have the blood of Da Luo Yu Shi in your body. No wonder you can integrate this drop of original water with such cultivation. It's very interesting, very interesting."
After that, Bo Bing stretched out his hands and floated down to the top of Li Zeng. His rolling voice continued to ring:
"in fact, the blood between you and me is really related. My ancestor, the head of the Eight Immortals in the ancient Xianting, Feng Bo!"
As soon as the words came out, all the gray wind filled the whole gorge ridge roared in an instant, as if roaring for its own master.
As the saying goes, wind and rain are inseparable, so the words before Bo Lin are true. In the once fairy palace era, among the eight great immortals guarding one side, Feng Bo and Yu Shi had a good relationship.
But today's era is completely different. The glory of the past has already faded completely, and these two descendants of the immortal family are now facing each other in life and death.As the ninth Bodhisattva of the ten sages in the martial arts palace, his accomplishments and realm are not comparable to his previous hardships. Therefore, under the upper finger of this statue, the vitality of Li Zeng's whole body was cut off by 90% in an instant.
Even at this time, Li Zeng's body got the original water supplemented by the power of true rain, and he was desperately releasing the power of original recovery, trying to get Li Zeng away from the edge of dying. Li Zeng's eyes were still a little blurred when he looked up.
Then there was another cough coming out of the middle-aged monk's mouth, and the former's low voice came out:
"Bodhisattva, since our ancestors are one family, why don't you let me go?"
As soon as this remark came out, the gorge ridge, which was surrounded by countless grey wind, suddenly became extremely quiet. Even the ninth philosopher of shengtingwu palace, who was standing high at this time, was shocked for a moment.
Next breath, Li Zeng, who was dying on the ground, suddenly coughed up blood and burst out a burst of laughter. His voice said:
"if I can kill a land God fairyland before I die, it will be worth my life."
After that, I don't know why, a picture suddenly appeared in Li Zeng's mind.
Before he left Xialing, the young man with a cotton hat handed him a Daoguo and what Sima Annan said to him.
"Daoyou Li, this fruit can replenish your vitality, but you have to put it away."
Sima Annan's words clearly sounded in Li Zeng's mind, and then he transferred all the healing power of the original water to his right hand, condensed five phalanges, and grasped them to his side.
However, the strange thing is that the middle-aged friar Li Zeng was not grasping the precious eye of heaven soul, but the humble green fruit of Tao. Then Li Zeng held the fruit tightly and put it to his mouth, and the voice came out:
"it's good to eat a fruit before death."
Li Zeng put the fruit to his mouth and slowly opened his mouth.
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"The ten sages of shengtingwu palace, the ninth, bo'an." In the tent, when the voice of the three elders of Yunwu sect came out, the atmosphere of the whole tent became extremely dignified in an instant, including Zhao Yu behind the desk. In the dark eyes of the young emperor, there are many different colors. In a sense, apart from the former South Heavenly King's westward flow, this is the first time that Daxia has contacted the top fighting power of the holy court in a real sense. "Ten sages of Wugong?" The voice of murmuring came from Zhao Yu's mouth. Then the young emperor stretched out his right hand and knocked on the table in front of him. The emperor's voice went down: "all of you look carefully to see how powerful the power of the shengtingwu palace is, because maybe it won't be too long. There is only one side between Tianhui yeyan and the Wu palace, which can stand on this mysterious land The seemingly understated words of the young emperor made all the people in the camp clearly feel what is the most powerful emperor in the world. Then the voice from Zhao Yu continued to ring in the camp where the emperor's authority became more and more powerful: "Sima Annan, let Chang Xiliu tell him everything he knows about shengtingwu palace. Since he is a prisoner, he has the consciousness of a prisoner." "No!" Sima Annan nodded his head and waved his hand behind him. An official of the military aircraft department left the camp respectfully. Then the former raised his hand and saluted the young emperor in front of him. The voice came out: "Your Majesty, do you need to send someone to kill the ninth military palace?" "Give it to Xu Qing." After the voice fell, Zhao Yu thought for a moment, and the emperor's voice once again said: "the ten sages of Wugong are not so good at killing. The holy court will surely stay behind. Let Xu Qing try the reality first, or make some assessment. The area of this misty mountain is not small, and I'm not afraid that there will be no chance." The emperor's voice fell and everyone nodded. Then Li Chunfeng raised his hand and stroked his white beard on his chest. An old voice came out: "this guy named Li Zeng may be the hardest person I've ever met. He was honored by two land fairies, but he still didn't die. This original fruit is extraordinary." As soon as the words came out, there was a faint groan with special pain, which was easy to spread in the picture scroll of mountains and seas: "cough, cough!" After this murmur fell, Bo Ling, who was suspended above the void in the air, especially under his face on the ground, heard a light voice: "no wonder there is a way to kill the false one of Ku Po." The three words "pseudo Zun Shang" came out of Bo Ling's mouth with a strong disdain. It is true that for a top overhaul who really stepped on the bridge of heaven and earth, this sneaking behavior on the bridge is undoubtedly the most inferior. "Although kupo is an ingenious person, because of the characteristics of the three eye soul clan, his strength is not weak in Tiance palace. So let's see how you can accomplish this unheard of move just because of the birth and death of a leader." As the voice fell, Bo Ling, who was defended by countless gray winds, raised his hand and waved it gently in front of him. Then the three gray winds went straight ahead and blew away all the rubble buried in Li Zeng's body, revealing the dying Li Zeng. At this time, Li's whole body was even more miserable than that of his head when he was first stripped. However, it is worth mentioning that Li Zeng, who was extremely miserable, even rolled down this little blue fruit. Next to the fruit was an eye as transparent as amber. Next breath, Bo Ling looked directly at him with the dignity of exploration. After scanning around, he raised a lot of voice, and then it came out: "the eye of heaven soul from the bitter soul, and the real rain god armor left by Da Luo Yu master in those years, unexpectedly, there is still a drop of original water." After the four words "original water" came out from Bo Ling's mouth, we can clearly feel the greed hidden in the depth of the former. The original water is a rare treasure in the whole taixuan area. Even if it is overhauled, it will be moved. Then Bo Bing's eyes continued to stare at the dying soul below. After a few breaths, his voice continued to say: "it turns out that you have the blood of Da Luo Yu Shi in your body. No wonder you can integrate this drop of original water with such cultivation. It's very interesting, very interesting." After that, Bo Bing stretched out his hands and floated down to the top of Li Zeng. His rolling voice continued to ring: "in fact, the blood between you and me is really related. My ancestor, the head of the Eight Immortals in the ancient Xianting, Feng Bo!" As soon as the words came out, all the gray wind filled the whole gorge ridge roared in an instant, as if roaring for its own master. As the saying goes, wind and rain are inseparable, so the words before Bo Lin are true. In the once fairy palace era, among the eight great immortals guarding one side, Feng Bo and Yu Shi had a good relationship. But today's era is completely different. The glory of the past has already faded completely, and these two descendants of the immortal family are now facing each other in life and death.As the ninth Bodhisattva of the ten sages in the martial arts palace, his accomplishments and realm are not comparable to his previous hardships. Therefore, under the upper finger of this statue, the vitality of Li Zeng's whole body was cut off by 90% in an instant. Even at this time, Li Zeng's body got the original water supplemented by the power of true rain, and he was desperately releasing the power of original recovery, trying to get Li Zeng away from the edge of dying. Li Zeng's eyes were still a little blurred when he looked up. Then there was another cough coming out of the middle-aged monk's mouth, and the former's low voice came out: "Bodhisattva, since our ancestors are one family, why don't you let me go?" As soon as this remark came out, the gorge ridge, which was surrounded by countless grey wind, suddenly became extremely quiet. Even the ninth philosopher of shengtingwu palace, who was standing high at this time, was shocked for a moment. Next breath, Li Zeng, who was dying on the ground, suddenly coughed up blood and burst out a burst of laughter. His voice said: "if I can kill a land God fairyland before I die, it will be worth my life." After that, I don't know why, a picture suddenly appeared in Li Zeng's mind. Before he left Xialing, the young man with a cotton hat handed him a Daoguo and what Sima Annan said to him. "Daoyou Li, this fruit can replenish your vitality, but you have to put it away." Sima Annan's words clearly sounded in Li Zeng's mind, and then he transferred all the healing power of the original water to his right hand, condensed five phalanges, and grasped them to his side. However, the strange thing is that the middle-aged friar Li Zeng was not grasping the precious eye of heaven soul, but the humble green fruit of Tao. Then Li Zeng held the fruit tightly and put it to his mouth, and the voice came out: "it's good to eat a fruit before death." Li Zeng put the fruit to his mouth and slowly opened his mouth. www.novelhold.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
