The so-called most poisonous woman's heart. Hu Qianjiao's call is extremely sinister.
The ice dragon halberd is a weapon of the gods, with a huge name, especially the ice dragon, which is the closest to the existence of the god beast. As long as it is owned once, it can be said to be invincible in the world.
Hu Qianjiao's shout can be described as awakening the person in her dream instantly.
"Yeah, instead of fighting for the water star, I don’t know if there are any treasures, it’s better to snatch the ice dragon halberd. No matter how powerful Wu Ling is, he is still alone. We work together to snatch the ice dragon halberd, and it is considered a sect. A big credit."
"That's right, the Ice Dragon Halberd is not from Wuling, but from the Temple of Yama. Although we are not from the Temple of Yama, we are from the Five Sects of the Demon Dao. We are in the same spirit with the Temple of Yama, Hu Qianjiao said. That's right, the magical weapons of the Five Sects of the Demon Dao cannot be taken away by the people of the Immortal Dao in any case."
"Yes, let's chase down, grab the ice dragon halberd, and kill Wu Ling!" Everyone watching the battle, at this moment, whether it is from Demon Dao, Ghost Dao, or Immortal Dao, was actually condensed by Hu Qianjiao's words. It became a strand of rope and chased it non-stop in the direction where Wu Ling was fleeing.
Hu Qianjiao, who was above the Nine Heavens, saw this situation and showed a treacherous smile: "Hehe, you go, wait until you are almost done. When Wu Ling can't use the Seven Star Sword, he will be the same. When the lady fisherman is gaining profit. Now my spiritual strength is weak, it is important to restore my cultivation first."
"The most poisonous woman's heart, what the saint said is really not wrong. This Hu Qianjiao is sinister. In order to take the ice dragon halberd as her own, she did not hesitate to let the people of the Five Demon Sects go to death." A hoarse voice, Slowly spreading from the sky, a huge green Shura warlord with a volume of several tens of meters appeared in the distance.
This Shura battle will be far away, the body fell, and the ground suddenly blasted. Even at a long distance, Wu Ling could still feel the vibration of the ground. Immediately after the Shura warlord kicked his legs, his huge body suddenly jumped up, like lightning, and immediately disappeared in the distance.
When he landed again, he was out of everyone's field of vision, and Shura's legs crashed down, only to hear a boom. The surrounding mist was frantically lifted, blowing far away.
After the fog passed, the huge Asura general was revealed. This Shura warlord was reinforced with iron bones, and steel lumps bulged on the surface of his body. These knots shrank slowly one by one, and there was a wave of spiritual power within them.
The huge Shura warlord rolled his eyes, revealing the bloodthirsty color. On the right shoulder of this Asura general, there was a person sitting unexpectedly. This person is wearing a green robe and is short in stature. Compared with the size of the entire Shura warlord, his figure is almost less than one ten thousandth, and it is not as big as a bump on the surface of the Shura warlord. The green robe on his body and the whole Shura are completely natural. If you don't observe carefully, I'm afraid that he can't be discovered.
At this time, he touched his goatee on his face, husky his throat, and Jie Jie smiled: "The group of **** in the ghost hall, especially Hu Qianjiao's sorrowful lady, are very scheming and want us asuramen to go. To die, she made a wrong calculation. With my ten thousand blood slave here, his trickery will definitely not succeed."
As he said, he bowed his body and stepped on the right shoulder of General Shura. The Shura warlord turned out to be a psychic, and he knelt down obediently, his whole body bent into an arch bridge, sending the Ten Thousand Blood Slaves to the ground. Wan Xue Slave walked slowly down like this. As he walked, he was still smiling. The body slowly walked slowly to the ground.
After he landed, he waved his right hand at random. The huge Shura battle will immediately shrink and eventually turn into a big palm. Jump on his shoulder. It instantly melted into the green Taoist robe on Wanxue Slave, and disappeared.
"Ten Thousand Blood Slaves, you are clever, you have not been fooled by Hu Qianjiao's mother-in-law." At this moment, a mighty voice came, with endless teasing in the tone.
Wan Xue Slave remained silent, stepped back, and looked around with cold eyes. Suddenly increased vigilance.
"No need to look anymore, my son is here." As soon as the voice fell, a very ugly humanoid creature suddenly fell from the sky. When he fell, the surrounding air seemed to freeze, bringing a strange ugly smell. .
The person who just appeared, in the strict sense, can no longer be regarded as a person, he has no human form, but his face is strange to the extreme.
Bull head horse noodles, but so.
Shuramon’s Ten Thousand Blood Slave frowned, glanced at this'bull head horse face', and said solemnly: “Duan Muci, we haven’t seen you in five years, how come your smell is getting stronger and stronger! Why are you looking for me? Do you want to fight?"
Duanmu gave his eyes a little, and said suddenly: "Ten thousand blood slaves. Others are afraid of your Asura skin, but this son is not afraid. Five years ago, you and I were indifferent. Do you want to fight again today!" As he said, he touched his slender face and Jie Jie laughed.
Wan Xuenu stared at each other coldly. Immediately there were frantic spiritual power fluctuations between the two. But soon, both of them turned around to converge their spiritual power.
The two looked at each other, and Wanxue Slave slowly said: "Duan Muci, you came to see me, is it just to meet me? To be honest, my son doesn't want to see you. Your body smells so bad that my son can't enjoy it. ."
Duanmuci didn't care, his voice was cold, Jiejie smiled and said: "This time in Xinghaiwan, we have the five demon sects, and finally we have gathered together. Now, the brothers Liu Yeqing of the Demon God Sect are all in different places, the temple of Yan Luo. Huang Yifan of Huang Yifan was also refined into a pool of blood. The five sons of the Demon Dao were left with you, me and the wife Hu Qianjiao. The strength of our Demon Dao has always been suppressed by the three sects of the Immortal Dao. If we don’t join forces at this time, Not to mention that the ice dragon halberd can't be taken back, the treasure of Shuixie Xingdu must be out of play."
Wan Xue Slave touched the goatee on his face, his voice hoarse, and said, "You want to cooperate with me? Yes, the ladies of the ghost hall are dominating the Five Sects of the Demon Dao in these years. I have had enough this time. Hu Qianjiao clearly wanted to calculate us, the ridiculous Demon God Sect crowd had no heads, and they were obediently fooled. You and I joined forces to kill Wuling first, regain the ice dragon halberd, and then take the treasure of the city of Shuixie, let Hu Qianjiao’s wife bamboo The baskets were all empty."
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"Man, take us to Shuixie Xingdu at the fastest speed." Wu Ling and Xie Yuyan didn't know at this moment. Behind them, almost all the demons were chasing after them. Wu Ling slapped the golden turtle giant spirit beast on the back and said.
The golden tortoise giant spirit beast made a sound, and then nodded his head, which was considered an agreement.
"Big tortoise, let your little brothers spread out, divide into all directions, swim away, so that the enemy can't find our exact direction, go to Shuixiexingdu, as long as three of us are enough."
Xie Yuyan thought, and then exhorted.
The golden tortoise giant spirit beast probed its head and immediately ordered to go down.
Although the beast has the appearance of a huge tortoise, it has two wings on its back. Each of its pair of meat wings is ten feet long, and when it flutters in the air, it raises gusts of mighty wind.
The speed of the Golden Tortoise Giant Spirit Beast is extremely fast, more than dozens of times faster than the Peacock in the Huayu Pavilion. The flying speed of the Golden Tortoise Giant Spirit Beast was almost comparable to that of Wu Ling. After flying like this for a day and night, the chaser behind it was no longer visible. At this time, Wu Ling breathed a long sigh of relief.
Wu Ling's divine consciousness can detect a radius of ten miles, at least, within ten miles of a radius, no enemy is chasing him.
"Girl, you watch for me first. Once you find the enemy's trail, remind me as soon as possible. Now, I want to regain my spiritual power."
"En." Xie Yuyan nodded solemnly.
Holding Yuanyi and abiding by his divine consciousness, Wu Ling soon entered the state of'with me'.
Under the rotation of the Zhenwu Universe Mirror, the spiritual power suddenly felt like a stormy sea, tumbling and surging in Wu Ling's body.
In this way, after another half day, Wu Ling suddenly felt that in the Zhenwu Universe Mirror, the Magic Sword Seven Stars sword moved slightly under the surge of spiritual power.
Wu Ling was suddenly overjoyed. Before, after Wu Ling had used the Demon Spelling Seven Stars Sword once, his spiritual power was almost completely exhausted. As soon as the Demon Swinging Seven Stars Sword entered the Zhenwu Universe Mirror, it was like Mount Tai, motionless. Now the Demon Swinging Seven Star Sword actually had a slight displacement, which indicated that his spiritual power was almost restored.
The Seven-Star Sword of Devil Slaying Demon and Eliminating Demons is omnipotent, and the sword aura contains the spiritual power of'True Meaning', which is unmatched in power. However, it is precisely because of this that every time it is used, a lot of spiritual power is consumed.
High power means high investment. Wu Ling used the Dangmo Seven-Star Sword this time, which was a profound experience.
"The Demon Swamp Seven Stars Sword, until I have no other choice, I'd better not use it. His loss of spiritual power is too great, after he runs out, he can hardly use any magical powers, and can only be slaughtered." Wu Ling thought. Made some caress.
After another half day, Wu Ling was able to use the Dangling Demon Seven-Star Sword as he wanted, which meant that his spiritual power had completely restored to the previous level.
"Unexpectedly, my spiritual power was restored so quickly, and it was also due to the Zhenwu Universe Mirror." With a movement of Wu Ling's consciousness, he grasped the hilt of the Seven-Star Sword Sword, Wu Ling had a delicate fleshy texture on the sword and the veins of his body. The feeling of connection through. This feeling is very strange, as if the sword has become one's own hand, and you can move it whatever you want.
But now his divine sense hasn't come out of the shell at all, and he can feel this way just by touching his hand. How magical is this Seven-Star Sword
Especially, he felt that holding this sword in his hand, the inside seemed to tremble gently all the time, as if a person was breathing slightly.
The sword is breathing.
Yes, the feeling that came up in Wu Ling's heart was that this sword had its own whistling, and it seemed that as long as he breathed hard, this magical sword would fly automatically! It doesn't need to be driven by divine consciousness.
"This is the divine weapon, ten thousand times stronger than the ice dragon halberd! It is indeed the sword of my Wudang ancestor Zhenwu the Great." Wu Ling thought proudly.
"Brother, Dagui said, the waterside stars are here!" At this moment, Xie Yuyan's excited voice came from her ear.