"So what?" South Yue Hui sneered nonchalantly: "Even if Zhang Jiao comes, I will still say this. If you don’t accept it, come and fight with me!"! ！”
There is endless arrogance and even some conceit in South Yue Hui’s discourse. But Qin Sheng three people did not dare to dismiss it. The strength of South Yue Hui now has even surpassed that of the elders in the church. Even Zhang Jiao is no match for him, and this person is perverse and unruly. This kind of person is hard to find and provoke.
"South Yue Hui, this is the order of the Lord of the East Emperor, and you dare to disobey it!" cried the female practitioner. ? Be careful that you will end up like Zhuge Liang. "
"East Emperor, hahahaha!" Smell speech, South Yue Hui is laughing, and then the murderous look in the eyes flashed, and with a wave of his hand, a huge spiritual storm swept out. The female practitioner breathed with a shout, and her body was sucked out of control, and she was grabbed by South Yue Hui.
"Ha ha! Don’t take the East Emperor to crush me. The Eight Wastes Sect was enslaved by the East Emperor because of you little people. People like you kill one and one less! " South Yue Hui’s words were cold, and she directly hit the crown of the female practitioner.
"Stop it! South Yue Hui, you are too presumptuous! " Qin Sheng and the descendants of the Eight Famine Sect were all looking at each other, shouting with their mouths open.
But it was too late. The top of the female practitioner’s skull was directly uncovered by South Yue Hui, and the Yuan God was caught out and soaked in the palm of his hand.
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Chapter 675 Summon the fairy deer
Chapter 685 Summon the fairy deer
Female practitioners didn’t even scream, so they were dismembered by South Yue Hui.
"South Yue Hui, you are too much!" Qin Sheng’s eyes are full of fierce light, because this woman is his granddaughter, and Qin Sheng dotes on her even more on weekdays. But now she was killed by South Yue Hui.
Clear voice, South Yue Hui, laughed: "This kind of villain will kill 10,000 people in time!"
"You …" Qin Sheng hated the root itch, and opened his mouth to drink a way: "You traitor to the Eight Famine Sect, you actually fought against your own stuff! ！”
"Traitor? Ha ha ha ha! The current Eight Famine Religion has surrendered to the Eastern Emperor, and it is no longer the Eight Famine Religion of that year. There is no need to exist! " South Yue Hui cold drink a way, the body blooms the brilliance of the metal plate, two arms have turned into two golden knives. His body is like a container, containing hundreds of magic weapons, which is simply a killing machine.
"bang!"
"bang!"
"bang!"
South Yue Hui step by step forward, suddenly a sprint, directly came to the front of Qin Sheng, arm into a golden knife hard chopping down. The golden light is like a golden dragon, and the golden knife almost runs through Qin Sheng.
Qin Sheng fuelling the spiritual force in the body, a magic weapon flying out of the body, stand in front of their own.
"Hey!"
Can be cut down in South Yue Hui, dozens of magic weapons like plastic, simply vulnerable, all shattered. Golden knife mans all of a sudden through the Qin Sheng head, split from the middle of the body. The internal organs were scattered, and the scene was bloody.
Qin Sheng is a novice practitioner who can’t be too empty, but at the hands of South Yue Hui, he is like a worm and has no resistance.
"Hum!" South Yue Hui with a snort of cold, golden knife mans stirring, will Qin Sheng body smashed into blood fog. 、
"ah!"
The young man who followed Qin Sheng exclaimed, pale and bloodless. He looked at South Yue Hui like a demon, then turned around and flew away without looking back.
South Yue Hui also don’t lift, a knife mans fly out, will have escaped from dozens of youth a knife through.
Now South Yue Hui can be said to have entered a peak that cannot be too empty. To deal with such a small role, maybe it can be killed with only one look.
"Hum! These gangsters killed you and made my hands dirty. " South Yue Hui grunted softly. 、
At this moment, the Yuan God, whose Zhuge was not bright, became weaker and more uncertain, and the fire of the Yuan God seemed to die at any time. With a faint sigh, Zhuge didn’t shine. "Brother Yue Hui, thank you very much."
South Yue Hui nodded and said, "I have fought countless battles in South Yue Hui’s life, but I have never met a respectable opponent. Don’t die. I will wait for you to come back and fight with you again!"
Say that finish, south Yue Hui Zhuge not bright answer, directly into the sky, a few flashing disappeared.
Watching the figure of South Yue Hui disappear, there was a long sigh of Zhuge in Yuan God.
At this point, it was almost evening, and the Yuan God, whose Zhuge was not bright, swayed twice again, and the cultivation fell again. Even with the protection of the aura that Yin Mengli played before, his Yuan Shen was really injured.
In the middle of the night, a wisp of purple jack-o’-lantern floated in the mountains, and Zhuge drifted aimlessly in the mountains. At dawn, at last, Zhuge saw two figures falling from the sky, an old blind man and an old man without magic.
"Elder …" Zhuge called out in a low voice.
The old blind man sighed and said, "A girl named Dust Dream found us and told me that you were here. Your body has been taken away by those three old guys, threatening to turn your body into a magic weapon. "
"Are you? It seems that there is really no way to return to heaven. " Zhuge gave a miserable smile before he lit up.
"But there is still hope. You can take the fire of the Yuan God and he can protect your Yuan God." As the old blind man said, a black flame flew out of his palm, beating with leaps and bounds. This black flame once and for all contained a huge chance. As expected, it must be the fire of the immortal Yuan Shen.
"This is …" Zhuge not bright some accident.
The old blind man said, "We went to see him after falling into the sky, and he asked me to give you this fire of the Yuan God, and then … follow the Magic-Free Society to Kyushu."
"Back to Kyushu!" Zhuge Liang was taken aback, looked at the old man without magic and said, "Elder, are you going back to Kyushu?"
"Well …" The old man nodded: "The great war is just around the corner, and no one can say whether it will win or lose. We can only prepare for the worst. If we lose the World War I in the future, the whole universe may be destroyed, but the secular world will not be affected, so I will go back and pave the way for future generations. "
"Pave the way for future generations? What does this mean? " Zhuge is not bright and confused.
