C75 (1/2)

The effort of Wu Zun was not in vain. A quarter of an hour later, the sword spirit was no longer able to advance. The moment it stopped, the God Slaughtering Spear broke through the barrier and went straight in.

”Ah, despicable man. Shameless. Xue Xue Xue is obviously not ready in our house. ” The righteous male and female spectators loudly cursed. The tragic Black Rain Death God, the title changed once again. Black rain — snow — snow — snow.

It was simply a divine transformation.

What did Wu Zun think of what they called each other? Well, it was as if he had been born with such a tragedy.

It didn't matter what Wu Zun thought. What mattered was that his spirit was being spat out. He had to spit it out.

Ya, attacking a barrier, how can you vomit blood? Wu Zun was still superimposing the seal and was about to break free. He did not stop for a moment.

He vomited for a long time, but nothing came out. Peng! Peng! Peng! Peng! Wu Zun was absolutely meticulous and hardworking genius.

”You … ”Swish.” Just as Ling Jun was about to speak, the words ”Snow White” occupied his mind. I can't talk. There was no way to say it, so there was definitely no way to fight.

The Spirit Master moved like lightning and consecutively performed three techniques. He forcefully pushed the sword spirit back into the sword. He casted a Destroyer Seal at the same time. Hehe, if you dare to come out again, I'll make you feel better. The arts of mages can be deceptive in tens of thousands of ways. The spiritual energy was definitely an expert. Leaving the sword in the hands of Wu Zun was no different from leaving the sword in his own hands. Marking was a mage's unique skill. Not to mention that Spirit Master was very interested in this black blood, so the familiar feeling made him go crazy. If it weren't for the fact that his flesh and blood had been devoured by the black flames, he would have thought that it was his blood.

Then, he quickly retreated. Ling Jun turned around and ran. He had already seen the deathly pale face of Wu Zun.

Bang! Wu Zun held his sword and stopped him as he shouted harshly, ”What did you do to it?”

The voice was loud and clear, and the posture was beautiful. Ling Du cleared his throat, suppressed his smile, and said, ”Xue Xue Xue, I just …”

”Before he even finished his words, Wu Zun had already disappeared. He ran faster than anyone else.” Snow … the whole world was calling for snow … He just wanted to escape this ridiculous world.

”Hahahaha …” Ling Jun nearly lost his cool from laughter.

What was going on? You took liberties with my family, Snow … Unforgivable!

The Phoenix Perch Villa District that was illuminated by the flames was filled with anxiety and unease. At this time, someone needed to stand out and suppress the flames in Ling Jun's body. Too arrogant, who could it be? He had seen the terror of the Spirit Manipulation. The first ones to decide to hold back for the time being were the noble sons and disciples of the Blazing Treasure Seizing Group. We are here to seize the treasure. Can your spirit escape the pursuit of the royal family? There are countless soldiers waiting for you outside.

Next was the Heavenly Phoenix Clan. They were angry, but guarding the treasure was their top priority. Before determining the value of the treasure, they were the main force that protected it. With the mission in hand, they couldn't afford to mess around. However, they looked maliciously at the group of dragons. Heh heh, everyone in the world is watching.

What should he do? What else can I do? I'll take your life while you're sick. The twelve Dragon Clan disciples hesitated for a moment before charging forward. He didn't even say anything as he attacked Ling Jun who was laughing heartily at the same time.

How can dragons do this? A dozen men were bullying a wounded man who had just been through a great battle. Too unscrupulous. We like it! ” ”Beat him to death, beat him to death.” The female cultivator's anger ignited a surging fire of war.

It was as if the two beauties were on equal footing as before as the scene around them lit up with even brighter and brighter flames. Everyone's emotions were stirred once again.

The Spirit had no fear when facing the attacks of the twelve dragons. The God Slaughtering Spear sparkled in the light, and the broken white robe was instantly stained with blood. Dragon blood.