Chapter 1145 Miss Wanjiang!

"Senior...!"

"Senior Chu!"

Yingshan Qingluan was in a deep struggle. She had spent more time playing than practicing in Chaos City these years. She had not even become a Ninth Realm Daoist Master yet. It was not that she could not achieve it, but that she was unwilling to achieve it. She did not want to reach this realm so quickly. Otherwise, she would have been the second Ninth Realm Daoist Master among the few.

But now, she looked there in a great struggle. Her emotions were in great contradiction. Her nature and character made her escape and not watch all this. What did the affairs of the Ninth Realm Invincible have to do with her, a mere Eighth Realm. But Chu Xun had been like a teacher for these years, making her accustomed to all this. She had close friends with Xinghe and the others. How could she bear to watch someone die!

"Hehe~!"

"Give up struggling!"

"Not too stupid!"

"This is your fate!"

The leader and deputy hall master of Qingming League sneered, and they had sensed that several figures had come around. This was a dead end. Even the old loach Taihang Daozun could not escape at this time. One of the deputy hall masters pinched him wantonly, ready to kill the weakest little girl first as a warning.

"I'll help you...you win!" The little girl murmured in a lost and low voice, and her body seemed to soften. She had always been unwilling to break through the realm. She was afraid and confused. She didn't know if the cold woman in her dream would become stronger after she broke through the ninth realm. Would she still be able to suppress her at that time?

If she wakes up, will she still be herself? Will she merge into her or die completely? So she didn't want to break through the realm, but at this time, the breath of the low murmur of the ninth realm broke through silently. The deputy hall master was still sneering. What's the point of breaking through the ninth realm at this time? He taunted: "Too weak, even if you break through again, you will still die~!"

Bang~!

The smile on his face suddenly froze there. When the limp little girl raised her head, his body became stiff, and his soul was frozen. He looked at her in extreme horror. The little girl with a childish face had such cold pupils, as if she had crossed a long time and was examining him mercilessly.

Bang~!

The next moment, he was shattered like an ice sculpture, his body annihilated. Such a scene also alarmed the people of Qingming League. The dead one was a peak of the ninth realm, not a small fry. But before they could speak, they looked at each other, as if their mouths were pinched by a hand. The little girl with a frosty face had such a dark and deep aura.

Boom boom boom boom~!

In just a moment, thousands of miles of ice were frozen. The leader and deputy leader of Qingming League, as well as the perfect ninth realm hiding in the dark, all turned into ice sculptures, and their bodies were annihilated with the flow of a thought.

"Little, little... little girl!" Taihang Daozun also looked at her with a tingling scalp and shock.

"You...!" The corners of the Galaxy Lord's mouth moved slightly, but his eyes had an unconcealable loss. They also knew something. Looking at the strange little girl, and the thousands of miles of ice beside her, her black hair instantly turned white like a waterfall, and the strange and ancient powerful aura made him know that the Yingshan Qingluan in front of him was no longer the familiar little girl.

In a flash, Yingshan Qingluan disappeared in front of him, but a little girl with white hair like a waterfall appeared out of thin air in front of the ancestor of the Zhulong clan. The invincible person in the ninth realm was obviously stunned. He didn't expect someone to come so close to him outside his perception, but he relaxed after seeing the realm of the little girl.

"If you practice hard, what does this old guy mean?" Yingshan Qingluan murmured in a low voice, her voice was so cold and strange, but it didn't sound like she was talking to anyone present, it was more like she was talking to the round-faced little girl, and she glanced at Chu Xun from the corner of her eyes and whispered: "I just woke up, your body is too weak, you can't help much!"

Although the old man of the Zhulong clan was relaxed, he was very cautious when he took action. However, when the little girl looked up and stared, he was like being struck by lightning, his old body was flying horizontally, and when he fell in mid-air, he turned into a huge Zhulong, but it was an injured Zhulong, and his vicissitudes of life amber dragon eyes were full of shock.

If it weren't for the fact that Zhulong Yi's body was quite stiff just now, it would have died. Even so, it suffered unimaginable heavy damage, and looked down at her in shock: "Who are you?"

"The one who killed you!" Yingshan Qingluan said in a cold tone.

"Boom!"

The most shocking thing for the entire Chaos City happened. The life radiance of the white-haired girl was so weak, compared to the firefly shaking the bright moon, but what was shocking was the mystery of heaven and earth that her every move matched. Under the energy suppression of the entire sky, the ancestor of the Zhulong clan was actually retreating step by step.

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"Hiss!"

The other side.

In the city.

Outside a remote courtyard.

"Fortunately, fortunately, we didn't provoke those people... The Qingming League is finished, and we actually encountered such a monster!" Outside the quiet courtyard, the third party force murmured to itself with endless relief.

Not only did they want to kill Chu Xun's relatives and friends to disturb his state of mind, but also Wan Jiang, the woman who had a scandal with Chu Xun in the city, had to die, even if there was nothing between them.

"Stop talking nonsense!" A figure covered in a black robe walked out. If you are familiar with him, you will know that he is the leader of the Alliance Killing Hall, one of the seventeen forces, and the first force to be destroyed. He escaped from the city that year and did not expect to return again and be accepted as a disciple by one of the three ancient surnames.

"Boo~!"

A group of people broke into this small and clean courtyard. There was still the sound of playing the piano in the house, but it was accompanied by a soft sigh: "I promise to help you this time, but you have to follow me completely and leave Yuheng Da Neng Dojo !”

"Okay!" A woman choked in the room.

"Boom~!"

The Master of the Alliance-Slaying Hall and the rest of the powerful men who entered the courtyard all had cold skin, and were filled with endless fear. They were horrified to find that they could not move, and an exquisite woman in white clothes walked out of the room, hugging her A stone harp looked at the uninvited guests in the courtyard, especially the man in black robe, with extreme disgust in his eyes.

"Zheng!"

When the sound of the piano first sounded, several people turned into a ball of blood and mud as if they had been executed by Ling Chi with a thousand cuts. And she also recognized the master of the Union-slaying Hall. Wu Yunqi, the deputy master of the hall that day, asked her to A force that is immersed in despair and gloomy moments. Now that the founder is dead in the hands, not only does it not feel happy or grudge, but it is expected to end up in that melee.