Evolution From the Willow Tree

The human monk at the Dao level can resonate with the Dao of Heaven and Earth. This old man, who was stared at by the Saint Son of the True Dragon Palace, stands on the Jiu Dao Level. On the one hand, he called on the monks present to suppress the Saint Son of the True Dragon Palace, Jiuyou. The Saint Son and other King Tianjiao, while displaying mighty mana, met the dazzling attack of the Saint Son of the True Dragon Palace.

Excluding those monks who have fled outside the imperial palace, the thousands of monks left on the scene are all top monks who wander in the Dragon Transformation realm and enter the Dao realm level. After hearing the old man's shouting and howling, Immediately, they were close to each other as if they were facing an enemy.

　　 By this time, everyone realized the seriousness of the matter.

　　 The Jiuyou Saint Child, the Young Master of the Sword Palace, the Saintess of the Baihua Palace, and Dongfang Bai, who came down from the stone steps of the altar, are going to kill him as if they have been wicked.

In terms of cultivation, several great kings Tianjiao watched the audience, and they all shoulder unparalleled combat power, extraordinary inheritance, and there are only a handful of people who can compete with them. This is still a few great kings Tianjiao, and does not reveal the killer move. in the case of.

　　 The old man’s proposal is the best, but no matter what, he first joined hands to suppress the great king Tianjiao. If it is a pile of loose sand, it will definitely be broken by everybody like seedlings and weeding.

　　 The previous Saint Child of the True Dragon Palace, the Young Master of the Sword Palace, didn’t just take the lives of hundreds of cultivators with a crushing force?

　　……

　　咚咚咚!

　　The air wave soars into the sky, and the dragon's voice trembles.

　　 The majestic figure, the Saint Child of the True Dragon Temple, dressed in immortal golden light, triggers the vision of the Shenlong with every move. He is truly unstoppable like a reincarnation of a real dragon, dominating the universe.

　　 At the realm of cultivation, he was actually a little lower than the elders who entered the Dao Realm Nine Layers, but in terms of combat power and momentum, he had the upper hand in a moment, and the suppressed elder retreated steadily and couldn't help it.

　　Houhouhou

　　 The wind is raging, and the foot is on Changhong.

　　 The true dragon hall saint son deceived his body in front of the old man, his big hands crushed down like a millstone, and the shadow of the real dragon reflected, covering the sky with hundreds of feet, sealing the sky and the earth.

　　 The old man was unavoidable, biting his scalp and slapped his hand, the result was a momentary vomiting of blood and disheveled hair.

　　 "... come and help me!"

　　 The old man who knew he could no longer fight with the Saint Son of the True Dragon Palace, shouted loudly.

　　 In response, a few figures flew out, trying to get to the old man's side.

　　 However.

　　A piece of crystal flower buds are shining brightly, and the lines are densely descending from the sky.

Looks like carved jade, beautiful flower buds, thin as cicada wings, and celestial flowers fall on the body of a few Taoist monks, just like the indestructible heavenly sword, let it go, just touch it. The mana barrier outside them was broken.

　　 Without waiting for these cultivators to retreat in panic, hundreds of crystal petals turned into a radiant splendor.

　　噗!

　　噗!

In 　　 howl, the bodies of the cultivators in the Taoist realm caused the crystal petals that glowed with divine Pfizer to penetrate.

　　, it was decidedly that Bingqingyujie, Fanghua's Peerless Saintess of the Hundred Flowers Palace.

　　 This woman can't help being weak and beautiful, but when she shot it, it was like a blooming rose, stinging, not to be underestimated!

　　 She is making smoke step by step, outside her graceful fairy body, there is a hazy holy light and countless flower buds, standing in it, like a fairy driving to the red dust.

　　 When she raised her slender hand, the fragrance of flowers burst into the sky.

　　 "Not good! This is the secret technique of the Hundred Flowers Palace-full sky of flowers and rain. The creatures who smell the fragrance of the flowers have weak limbs, withered blood and blood, and if they are powerful, they can also numb the soul and spirit of people."

　　 "Damn it, these innocent people, how can they wait for me like this? Even if they stand behind them, the Holy Land, the ancient master, they can't be so unscrupulous, let's kill them!"

　　……

　　 In the large hall covered with a layer of floral fragrance, thousands of monks were uneasy and indignant.

　　 "Old stuff, no one can save you!"

　　 "This Shengzi's anger, you can take it well!"

　　Look at the Saint Son of the True Dragon Temple, he is brave and vigorous, like a mad dragon, like a giant beast, suppressing the old man who entered the Dao Realm Nine Layers.

　　 is already an old man with broken head and broken bones. He wants to cry without tears and looks angry.

　　 Annoyed?

　　 He is so angry! It's not the Son of True Dragon Temple who is at stake now, it's him!

　　……

"The Dongfang family is one of the ancient families in Zhongzhou. As the Daozi of the Dongfang family, Ben Daozi would not be forced to slaughter like this if he hadn't had it. I hope you will wait for the Huangquan Mansion and don't resent the Daozi. "

　　 A white robe that does not stain the dust of the East, the person is like the name, white as jade, and graceful.

　　 Out of his body, there is a great way of divine glory, and there are waves of clanging sounds inside him.

Compared with the Saint Son of the True Dragon Temple, this Dongfang Bai is more and more inferior. He has a congenital Dao Bone, and his mana is rushing. When the cultivation base is restored, the congenital Dao Bone buried in his body is half hidden. Now, it is really mysterious.

　　 The innate symbols flowing on the bones of the Tao contain the true meaning of the Tao that cannot be described in words.

　　 Followed by the Jiuyou Shengzi.

　　 A pair of eyes, as dark as an abyss, the breathtaking Saint Child of Jiuyou, the pupils of the eyes spray out a strange pupil power that the naked eye can't catch.

　　 Nine Nether Magic Eyes!

　　 Inheritance pupil technique of Jiuyou Holy Land!

　　 The monk who made this pair of eyes locked, whether it was in the Dragon Transformation Realm or the Dao Realm, his soul escaped from the body uncontrollably.

　　 Yin wind is like a knife, swept away, those souls that have escaped from the body shell, all the ashes disappeared and shattered.

　　……

　　 The altar is extremely high, Liu Tzuyu's tree body is open to the sky, and three thousand willow branches are bathed in the endless Xuanhuang mother gas.

　　 He looked down at the blood flowing into the river in front of the altar, mourning everywhere.

　　 A heart, no waves or waves, no joy or sorrow.

　　 This is the world where the weak eat the strong, and the rule of survival of the fittest.

　　 From the day of the journey, Liu Ziyu understood this truth.

　　 Even if it is a three-year-old child, as long as it poses a threat to Liu Tzuyu, Liu Tzuyu must spare no room to suppress the other party.

　　 All these Liu Tzuyu did was to keep oneself alive and to protect one's own interests.

　　 Sage Mercy?

　　 That is a joke!

　　 Liu Ziyu would rather be a demon than do the things of compassion and compassion, cutting meat and feeding eagles!

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　　 Time is passing bit by bit ~www.novelmt.com~ Before the altar, the blood is full of energy.

　　 More and more figures fell on the ground, and more and more blood gathered together.

　　 Killed the red-eyed Saint Son of the True Dragon Temple, the evil dragon threw into a flock of sheep and roared.

　　 Don't care how sacred and bright the real dragon vision outside him is, it can't conceal the bloodiness of his body.

　　 Outside the fairy body, misty and rainy, the sage of the Hundred Flowers Palace surrounded by Qihuayao grass, under the thrilling beauty of the appearance, is also the death blood stained with thousands of lives.

　　 "Sword energy aspect!"

　　Long drinking and killing, the young master of the sword hall sacrificed a sword gas that was more than one hundred meters long, swept it, and the flesh and blood shattered it.

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