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Boom! The void trembles, and the bloody lines all over the sky flow in the void, encircling Beilao in the center. The bloody lines burst out terrible swords and swords.

North old body shape constantly Dodge, look slightly some dignified, purple nameless strength obviously let him slightly some accident.

"Jie Jie, Beichen Tiannan, don't you even have the ability to get out of my soul world? Can you call it a genius just like you? Or do I have the foresight that it's not a waste if I have a mastermind in my hands? " Purple nameless eyes full of disdain.

At first, he still held a glimmer of hope, but now, he has no interest in Beilao.

"Si Kongyu, my task has been finished. What are you still doing?" Purple nameless yells again.

Although he disdained Beilao, he didn't want to give more strength to the temple of war god.

"Out!"

Between waving, purple nameless raised his hand to fight northward. Suddenly, a vast palm Gang appeared in the bloody mask, which was very aggressive.

Purple nameless palm, it seems that it is a simple palm, but it is infinitely enlarged in the blood mask.

"Death A deep fried drink came out, and then, a white figure flashed by, instantly passed through the bloody soul world, appeared in the purple nameless side, in addition to the north old can also have who?

In his eyes, this soul world is almost like nothing. With a wave of his hand, a golden palm Gang goes up against the sky and goes straight to purple nameless.

"How can it be!" Purple nameless face smile a stiff, look finally had a change, north old penetrate blood color soul boundary speed let all a burst of panic.

In a hurry, purple nameless suddenly takes out a painting scroll and blocks it in front of him. Many people look at Purple nameless strangely. Beilao is also the God of war. How can you resist it with a painting scroll?

Not to mention the war spirit of Hongmeng, even a few year old can pierce it?

However, the next scene is the peak of everyone's outlook on life and the world, only to see the dense light and shadow flying out of the picture, roaring to the old golden palm gang.

"What kind of creature is that? Why haven't I seen it?"

"I know that end. It's like a real dragon. The breath of other creatures is not weaker than that of the real dragon. Aren't these legendary beasts?"

"The real dragon, who doesn't know? But that painting scroll is really amazing. There are so many creatures in it, and I feel a little similar to the spirit of war. "

"War spirit? How can one have so many invincible spirits? "

The crowd was all dumbfounded. The visual impact of the creatures was so great that they overturned their cognition. Even the weapons, they had never seen such strange weapons.

"The wanlingtu of Beichen family?" In the distance, Si Kongyu, who is about to rush to huoxiandu, turns his head and looks at it. There is a strong color of greed in his eyes.

Purple nameless's strength is not strong. It's just the ninth small realm of Hongmeng God of war. However, its soul tattoo talent is not simple.

Think of this, sikongyu or shake his head, now is not the time to play purple nameless idea, the top priority is to force doutian out.

As long as we catch those people who are related to doutian, are we afraid that doutian will not be arrested?

The reason why he came to find zimingming is that sikongyu didn't get any good from Beilao, and Beilao was also good at soul tattoo. In the past half a month, no one from the temple of war broke in.

"Kill Si Kongyu is the first to rush in. He has already found out the information about doutian. He is not ready to kill anyone who is related to doutian, but he is not ready to let go of others in nanlixian Dynasty.

"Kill

With the roar of sikongyu, the monks in the temple of war immediately yelled to kill. The weakest of these people's cultivation is Hunyuan battle holy land.

In fact, most people belong to the war spirit hall. After all, if they want to join the war god hall, the weakest one is the peak cultivation of Hunyuan battle holy land.

As sikongyu, he and Li Shishui are important people. Li Shishui does not dare to have any resistance. After all, the hall of war spirit is directly under the hall of war god.

But Lin Cheng said that they might have the right to refuse. Of course, they did not dare to refuse the four elders of the temple of war.

"Hum!"

All of a sudden, a cold hum sounded like a thunder in everyone's ears. The tottering drunk suddenly stood up. Even though he was dying, no one dared to underestimate him.

"Old Zhuge." There was a worried look on his face.

"Don't worry, although my body is half dead, it's still no problem to deal with this little grasshopper." Drunk looking at the altitude indifferently, the cold eyes burning with a raging flame, momentum rapidly rising.

In this world, there are not many people who can call sikongyu a little grasshopper, and only the drunkard is so indifferent, even though he has been seriously injured.

Xi's muddy eyes were red. He wanted to stop it, but he gave up. He knew the drunk man's state very well. Even if he didn't do it, he would not live long.

The problem of the drunk man is not the injury, but his energy and spirit. It's almost gone. Unless the God of medicine comes, no one can save him.His current state is very mysterious. It should be just a reflection. Instead of stopping him, it's better to let him fight hard.

Because here, only the drunkard is sikongyu's opponent, and other people can't be Hongmeng's God of war sikongyu.

"Mr. Xi, if I die, please tell my apprentice to give me some good wine every year." The drunk man smiles and slowly steps towards the sky.

He paced in the air, seemingly very slow, but one step appeared in the sky, extremely fast. With a flick of his finger, the bloody light curtain trembled, and then a light door appeared, and he walked out.

The purple nameless in the distance sees this scene, the facial expression is not very good-looking, north old very easily rush past also just, how can other people easily rush past?

If purple nameless recognize the drunk is the old man who saved the north, it is estimated that it will not be so surprised.

"Si Kongyu, you are becoming more and more shameless." Drunk man flashed to stop sikongyu's way. He bent his body, and his body was trembling slightly, but his fighting spirit and murderous spirit were rising.

"Old immortal, who is so shameless as your killer organization? Fortunately, the Lord of the temple is wise enough to let your dog bite your dog, and then destroy the hell house at one stroke." Si Kongyu sneered.

"Is Yama Prefecture destroyed?" The drunk man narrowed his eyes. Although he wanted to destroy the hell, he didn't want to be destroyed by the temple of God of war.

As the owner of the blood building, he has his own pride. In his opinion, the feud between the killer organizations is only a matter within the killer organization, not a matter of the temple of war.

"You have already stepped into the earth. What's the use of meddling in so many affairs? The old man of Yama didn't kill you. He's a real waste. I'll give you a ride. " Sikongyu smiles coldly.

As the fourth elder of the temple of God of war, he naturally knew the drunkard, but seeing his trembling body, he no longer regarded him in his eyes.

As long as it is the peak of Hongmeng's war spirit, he is not afraid of anyone. This is his confidence.

"Let's have a try. Maybe we can be companions on the way to huangquan." Drunk faint smile, he has looked down on everything, including life and death.

Si Kongyu almost yelled at him when he heard the speech. Who wants to be a companion with you?

"Old man, die for me." Si Kongyu roars angrily and pours on the drunk like a crazy wolf.