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The ancestor of the monster race gazed at Princess Huang. The sword maniac on one side seemed to understand. A layer of sword like luster appeared all over his body. He stepped forward and approached Princess Huang.

"Huang."

Princess Huang also found the subtle actions of the two people. She was alert and said directly, "just now I entered the dangerous place by mistake. I managed to escape, so I didn't have to stay any more. You two left."

After saying that, Princess Huang wants to leave, but the sword madman takes the lead and blocks her way.

"Want to go?"

The sword madman licked his dry lips and said darkly, "the primitive people in the forbidden area of life are natural enemies to me. Do you think I will let you go?"

Just now, they heard very clearly that the means used by Princess Huang were those of the primitive ethnic group.

Hum!

Princess Huang saw this, pointed her feet, jumped up and suspended in the air. She clapped her hands as fast as lightning. At the same time, her figure disappeared in the void.

Whew!

The sword maniac had been prepared for it. With a sword, he split out, and the terrible sword spirit ravaged the whole void. In a void not far away from him, suddenly there was blood spraying, and then Princess Huang's delicate body fell to the ground.

Her dress was stained with blood, and one of her arms fell, as if injured.

"Hum, give me the token, I can leave you a whole body." Han Shengdao, the ancestor of the demon animal group, exerted his terrible power to form an absolute realm in which Princess Huang was trapped.

"Mean."

Princess Huang looked at them coldly, "if it wasn't for the token in my hand, you would have died in the hands of that evil existence, but now you will get the vengeance?"

"Ha ha..."

Sword maniacs grin and reason with them? It's a joke.

They have only one idea now, that is to help the ghost emperor find the ghost tools, which is also the task they have to complete. They have just clearly seen the power of the token. If they can get it, they can take this as a breakthrough point and constantly absorb the strength of those ancient strong ones, so as to enhance their own strength.

This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Naturally, they will not let go of Princess Huang.

"Hand in the token." The sword maniac was holding a long sword, and his whole body was full of sword spirit. He issued an ultimatum, "you are not our opponent. Why struggle?"

Princess Huang's face changed, her fists clenched, and her heart was burning with anger. But her reason told her that the strength of these two people had reached the level of invincible saints. If they joined hands, they could only resist unless they were extreme saints.

Even if she tried her best, it didn't help.

Her divinity spread quietly, exploring her surroundings to see if she could escape with the help of DILI.

"If you're so ungrateful, then don't blame me for being rude."

The sword madman gave his hand, and he displayed the inheritance of drunken sword. The terrible sword spirit swept across the sky. His body was staggering, seemingly drunk, but in fact he was operating the formula of drunken swordsmanship.

At the same time, the ancestors of the monster group quietly operated their forces to control the world and prevent Princess Huang from escaping.

Boom!

The sound of the princess's deafness came to her ears.

"Go."

She suddenly saw a monster not far away. She wanted to startle it and take advantage of the chaos to escape.

It's a pity.

The sword madman had been prepared for a long time. With a sword, the light of the sword was in front of her and shook her.

Puff!

Princess Huang's body, severely hit the ground, throat movement, spurt a blood, her face pale, all over weak, lost combat effectiveness.

Whew!

The sword Madman's long sword, as fast as lightning, stabbed Princess Huang. When it was only an inch away from her body, it was stopped by the ancestor of the monster group, "stop it."

The ancestor of the demon beast group controlled the ban and forcibly blocked the sword madman, which puzzled the latter. The ancestor of the demon beast group explained, "that token belongs to the primitive ethnic group. If we kill her, who will urge the token?"

"What's more, if she dies, the primitive people will surely know. What to do when she dies?"

Hearing the speech, the sword madman put up his sword and stopped talking.

The ancestor of the monster group, squinting his eyes, went to the controlled Princess Huang and said, "tell me how to control the token."

"Hum, dream." Princess Huang hums coldly.

"I have plenty of time for you." The ancestors of the monster race scoffed.

…………

The end of death, in the silent valley.

Even if he has reached the limit of the time of the Supreme God, even if he has reached the limit of the time of the Supreme God, he may not have reached the limit of the time.

Yuan Shen Ning Dao is the dream of all warriors.

Since ancient times, I don't know how many strong people have been trapped in the road of Yuan Shen Ning Dao, and many more people have fallen down in this link.At this time, Fang Chen, the spirit villain in in his mind, exudes a terrible breath. Now he, alone with his soul power, is enough to kill some kings in the early five element holy land.

Whoa!

All of a sudden, Fang Chen opened his eyes. He got up and looked around. He found that he was still in the canyon. He was relieved.

"What's the matter? Dreaming again? "

Cold fairy's voice came from behind. Fang Chen turned his head and looked at him. Under the light of the light, Leng Xian in a white dress looked so beautiful and moving.

Even Fang Chen is in a trance.

However, when he felt the chill, his body shivered. He quickly withdrew his eyes and nodded, "Why have I been having the same dream all this time?"

Since Leng Xian helped him to refine the spirit, he had been dreaming the same dream. In his sleep, he saw that he was crossing the robbery. Every time, the disaster was different, but he couldn't see the final result every time, so he suddenly woke up.

"Well?"

Cold fairy frown, Fang Chen this kind of situation is very rare.

If it is consistent with that legend, then it will not dream so many times?

"You're in a special situation, and you've got to keep your body in top shape at all times during this time." After thinking for a while, he didn't understand it. Leng Xian told him, "your yuan Shen, there is still a distance from Ning Dao. Maybe you have been dreaming about the disaster, which is a sign of the yuan God's coagulation."

In fact, Leng Xian didn't believe it.

Even in their time, few people could do it.

Only the strong who step into the supreme realm can the original spirit coagulate the way. No one can do it below the supreme realm.

The realm of Fangchen has fallen, and now his cultivation is just the first level saint. He is far away from the extreme sage. Leng Xian doesn't believe that he is able to gather the original spirit.

Of course, not believing is one thing.

Preparation is still essential. After all, there is no wonder in the world.

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