Chapter 3201

The meteorites along the way of the void wind, and the moment the ice lotus bloomed at the foot of Wang Jiquan's feet, the seventy -two mysterious thunder pillars rose to the ground.

Zhu Jing laughed, and a long bloody river appeared behind him. He pulled the bone chain of the neck. Those bones with a little blood stains roared, reorganizing in the blood river, and turned into a nine -skull dragon.

"Go!" Wang Jiquan's finger broke through the void, and the pillar of Xuanlei turned into a cage, covering the blood river.

The blood flames of the bone dragon spit and collided with Xuanlei, and the bloody fog suddenly stabbed three dripping blood spear.

When Wang Jiquan's pupils were shrinking, and when he was turned away, his left shoulder's fascism had been corroded out of the scorched black hole.

Well! The bone spear flew back to Zhu Jing's hands. He licked the blood of the spear tip and said faintly: "I did not expect that a Lei Xiu can also cultivate the ice muscle jade bone, which tastes good."

The blood river behind him suddenly cracked, climbing out of hundreds of corpses with different shapes.

"I don't know if the ice muscles of the Wang family can resist the blood river of this seat and tear me!"

The corpse roared forward, and it was not difficult to see from the power emitted on them that they were at least a strong period of refining.

Wang Jiquan was shocked. He did not expect that the other party would have so many powerful corpses, but it was not enough to make him confess.

The Xuan Lei Jian in his hand was wailing, and blood of blood erupted from the tip of his tongue.

Seventy -two mysterious pillars moved with his sword, and the void rolled and began to collapse.

As the leader of the family's new generation, Wang Jiquan is not a wine bag. He has exposed to the power of the law early, and relying on his innate advantage of his thunderbolt, he realizes the extremely high state of thunder.

Zhu Jing laughed madly, waving a black sacrifice, "Is this seat be the demon? Then you can recognize this sacrifice? You should be a lot of similarities? Then what's a good thing for your Wang family?"

With his shaking, countless resentment giants emerged in the black storker, grabbing sword light and lightning pillar.

The moment the two power collided, the void appeared densely a dense crack.

"Click!" The crack sounded, and I saw the four grievances of the spiritual arm fiercely, and opened the Lei Zhu prisoner.

Zhu Jing's blood rivers suddenly stretched out a blood -colored arm, holding a simple mirror surface in his hand, and a strong blood light to Wang Jiquan's Dantian Qihai.

At the moment of the moment, Wang Jiquan crushed the "too virtual symbol!"

There was a short stagnation in time and space. Wang Jiquan looked at the blood -colored mirror close at hand, and found that it was not himself, but the ghost of the blood lotus!

"Broken!" Xuan Leijian sent forward, piercing the mirror surface, and the powerful anti -bull force made him bleeding.

Zhu Jing is also uncomfortable. Many of the souls on Wanhunan are fighting against him, and the crushing hemoscope also makes him not light.

The void of the two began to collapse, and the wind of the chaotic void came out.

When the whole piece of void collapses, a melodious bell appears, and a white fairy comes on the mountain and river map. The space from the Bao Bojie bell is one of the few Xuan Tian Lingbao's master of the Neptune.

Holding a cyan jade ruler in his right hand, it is a well -known imitation product.

"What do the two do here? Still!" The cold voice came from her mouth.

"Murong Yue, Lao Tzu's affairs can't be controlled by your sea royal family. Just right, let Lao Tzu try a lot of colors for the criminals of the sea royal family for millions of years!"

Zhu Jing drank coldly, forbearing his injury, and a blood spear flew in the blood river.

Murong Yueling flipped through the air, and the long ice -blue hair bloomed in the wind.

This is five hundred years ago. When Murong Yue crossed the robbery in Beiming Hanyuan, he was reshaped the mark left after being crushed by Jiutian Xuanlei. Cold light can see the flaws in the monk's soul!

The white wide -sleeved streaming skirt on her body was dotted with seventy -two ice silkworm silver crickets, and each silk was embedded with a creamy texture of rice grains.

When the blood rivers are approaching, these runes are stimulated by themselves to form a ring -shaped ice shield, which is constantly rotating all over her body.

At the same time, the two instruments hanging around the waist burst out of blue light, reflecting the ice crystal -shaped line pattern between its eyebrows -like ice and snow condensed feather arrows, the tip of the arrow is facing the mud pill palace. It is the sea. The princes of the royal tribe "Ice Soul Lock Soul Dafa" repaired the mark of Dacheng.

The two monks of the sea royal family and the ice of the ice can cultivate "Bing Soul Locking the Soul of the Soul" to the family of Dacheng realm for tens of thousands of years.

The moment when the side face was illuminated by the blood light, it can be seen that the faintly flowing ice spiritual power under her porcelain white skin, this kind of practice caused by the cold exercise method, made her eyebrows condenses with fine ice crystals, blinking like snow On the Hantan, the whole face was only left with a faint blood.

With the inspiration of the weight of the heavy body, Murong Yue's tip of the feet gently clicked with the ice lotus with the retreat, and the skirt rolled like a snow wave, which easily avoided the bone spear attack.

"Snow!" Murong Yuezhu's lips opened lightly.

When the sky was snowing, the blood river instantly frozen, the dead soul in the soul seemed to be frozen, and the harsh ghost gone disappeared.

Wang Jiye was full of horror, and he felt that the true Yuan in his body could not work.

He asked himself as a leader among his peers, but he was so unbearable in front of Murong Yue.

No wonder the outside world has rumors that Murong Yue is a rare prodigy in the Sea King Clan in a million years, and is destined to achieve great cultivation.

In this battle in the void, the great masters of each clan stole the limelight, but in the eyes of the combined cultivators, they often pay more attention to the best of their peers, and Murong Yue is undoubtedly the most brilliant one.

"Look at what you have done," Murong Yue glanced at the broken void, "If we continue to fight, will we really alarm the elders of the two clans?"

The void suddenly cracked, and Wang Hao appeared on the west side holding a black chess piece. He swept his sharp eyes to the east side and said lightly: "Since the two Taoist friends are here, why don't you show up!"

A bone sedan emerged from the void on the east side, and Zhu Chonggao was sitting on the sedan. A figure also appeared behind Murong Yue, who was Qiu Yunkai of the Sea King Clan.

As a rare prodigy, how could Murong Yue act alone in the dangerous void? There is always a powerful protector following her behind her.

"Haha, Fellow Daoist Wang is here fast," Zhu Chonggao said coldly, and then looked at Zhu Jing, "Tell me everything."

Zhu Jing was sweating like a bean, and hurriedly told the story. Naturally, he beautified his own rebelliousness and attributed the main cause of the conflict to Wang Jiquan.

"Fellow Daoist Wang, your people refused to obey the orders, hid the spoils, and provoked the fight without authorization. What do you say?"

Zhu Chonggao questioned. His hatred for Wang Hao could not be resolved. If the situation in Ganyang Realm was not too critical, he would not be able to get away, and the high-level officials of the Jiaochi Clan were unwilling to cause internal strife at this time. I am afraid he would have taken action against Wang Hao long ago!

Now that Ganyang Realm has won the war, it does not have to worry about the problem of being invaded by cultivators from outside the realm for the time being, and it just happened to find a breakthrough. It is really God's eyes.

"What do you mean? You want me to explain a crime you just made up? Do you really think I'm good-tempered?" Wang Hao was not polite. He knew his people and they would never take the initiative to provoke trouble.

Besides, even if he wanted to ask about the situation, he would have to ask both parties and the third party, the Sea King Clan. Zhu Chonggao would be convicted based on only one side of the story. Does Wang Hao need to argue with him? Just fight with your own hands!

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