Tempered Immortal

After a time of thunder, the atmosphere suddenly solidified, the disciples of the Ning family looked up, and the expression of nervousness and excitement appeared.

Of course, there are exceptions. One of the monks wearing blue robes did not seem to think that they belonged to the Long House Branch, the most powerful of the seven pulses, but first the head of the family died, and then Ning Wanshan was also detained by the other party by thunder. Although the Long House monks were dissatisfied, they could not naturally compete with the position of the head of the second and third rooms without the head of the big picture.

With anger in his heart, most of the disciples of Long House embraced the idea of sitting in the mountain watching the tiger fight. If both sides spell you die, I live, then there is hope on my side.

However, Lin Xuan frowned. Ning family has been regarded by him as the contents of the bag. Naturally, he does not want to see the second and third rooms continue to be consumed.

One of the finest bounces, a gray-covered group of light has been lasered out.

It's a musical note, but with hidden secrets, the general monk is not easy to spot, and the Ning disciples' attention is above the sky, and naturally no one will find his hands and feet.

Boom! Boom!

A cloud several acres in size blocked the sun. Mr. Ning Er stood proudly above the sky, his sleeve robe trembled. A dark glow had flown out of his sleeve, but it was a back machete, on the body of a knife, and the pattern was peculiar. It was actually nine skeletons in a row. Xuxu looked at it and it made people freeze.

Immediately after this knife was sacrificed, it circled around him, a cyclone rose in the air, and there were tears and moans of unjust souls.

As soon as the expert took the shot, he knew if there was any. Mr. Ning Er was worthy of the ghost repair of the late Gedan period. A strange evil deed was really quite small. However, the beautiful woman in red did not care. Even her eyes revealed a little contempt. She smiled: “Brother Nine Ghosts of the Great Ring Knife truly shouted remarkably, the little sister used this shady teachings. ”

Reach out, take it off the hammer, and remove a small hammer.

It's only three inches long and shiny.

Lin Xuan shrugged his eyes. This treasure is truly remarkable. With the knowledge he now sees, he can't even see what kind of material it is made of.

The beautiful woman bowed her head and looked at the treasure in her palm, the sandalwood mouth slightly opened, breathing gently. The treasure suddenly emitted a dark light, the wind rose. In a moment, it had been more than two feet long. Although the volume was still slightly less than that of the other side's back machete, the spectrum of power was especially strong.

Both of them have taken out the treasure, the war has reached the point of trigger, but at this time, a bright voice came with the wind, far into the ear: “Second Brother, Third Sister, you two are a really good means, very happy, but think of my Ning family, the dispatch has been for thousands of years, the owner of the house, has always had the virtue, never heard of fighting by fighting, you two do this against the ancestral ancestors in the temple below? ”

That voice was not loud, but everyone could hear it clearly, and the faces became different after everyone had been stunned.

The monks in the third room of the second room were stunned, and their expressions were not very good, while the disciples in the long room looked at each other and then cheered and rejoiced.

“It's the Seven Elders, the Seven Elders are out. ”

Since the death of his former homeowner, Ning Wanshan has been the main bone of the Long House. He must be released from the cage at this critical moment. Naturally, the disciples of the Long House cannot help but exasperate their arms.

Mr. Ning Er glanced at the beautiful woman in red, which was so unexpected that he had to stop and pause the fight.

The cultivation of the two was the first of the disciples, and the gods found the whereabouts of the speaker as soon as they swept away.

From the west side of the shrine, it was the seven elders who were locked up who flew far away and glowed. Everyone wore blue robes.

As for the others, who are also long-room experts, they had already sent someone to watch, and I didn't expect this moment to come together.

As a result, the strength of the long house has increased dramatically, and who will eventually take the position of head of household, adding an unpredictable number of variables.

Neither Mr. Ning Er nor the beautiful woman's face could see the extreme, and they turned and slowly landed.

Ning Wanshan is surrounded by the disciples of Long House at this moment, shushing cold warmth, he first arched his hand, thanked his system, then his eyes were like electricity, his voice was low to start difficult: “Second Brother, Third Sister, you two didn't think, Ning someone had to get out of the cage so soon. ”

This matter is also the most confusing to both people. Without mentioning the guy in front of them, he had been imprisoned by two people at the time of his capture. Even when he was full, he could never break out of the cage. Not to mention the disciples patrolling nearby, there were dozens of people. Even the law of battle banned, it was already a headache.

Was it among the guard disciples that the mole appeared?

The two people shared a general question, but at this moment, naturally, there is no way to trace it. First, suppress this doubt, Mr. Ning Er sneered: “Brother Qi, you dare to come here, and you have a face. ”

“Second Brother is a bit strange, I have never betrayed my family, why am I embarrassed to come here.” Ning Wanshan was surprised and asked a cold question.

“Humph, what you did is clear in your heart. Years ago, when you went to the gas swamp, did you actually see the ancestors, and why did the young lord disappear for no reason? Over the years, you accidentally stopped the family from sending others to the gas swamp. What were your intentions, did you have to go out with our enemies to harm the ancestors? ”

This remark by Mr. Ning Er provoked a huge wave. A few days ago, he joined forces with a beautiful woman in red to detain the Seven Elders under this pretext.

With regard to the fate and whereabouts of the ancestors and young masters, the monks of the Long House are also doubtful. Otherwise, how dare they risk their lives to strike their opponents with such a thunderous means?

Miao Ning Wanshan had misery, and he dared not give Lin Xuan his blood soul refining technique, but that was before, today things have changed, originally his own fatal weakness, but turned into the most advantageous condition.

His chest was bamboo, but his face was deliberately disdainful: “Huh, Ning had already said, I don't know about the whereabouts of the young master, but Ancestor Qian Jing, ordered, gave the edict, his old man had to be closed to practice, most annoyed, so that the family members were not allowed to go to the dead gas swamp. ”

“Bullshit.” This time, it was the beautiful woman in red who said, “Seven brothers, you can fool each other if you think we are three years old, no one has seen the ancestors in the last few years, naturally you can do whatever you want to make it up. ”

“Oh, how can I believe my words in the words of two siblings?” Ning Wan Shan was not worried, but a slight smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

The two of them saw each other, and there was a little mumbling in their hearts, but thinking about it, it was mostly the other's psychological tactics.

“It's not hard for us to believe, unless the ancestors are standing in front of us.” Mr. Ning Er spoke faintly, and when dealing with Ning Wanshan, rooms two and three were automatically converted from enemies to close allies.

“Nice, if we believe you, unless we see our ancestors with our own eyes. ”

“Humph, can he do it? Most of these people have colluded with foreign enemies and hurt their ancestors. ”

“Traitor, right here in this ancestral hall, purify his soul! ”

“Yes, exactly so, with his dog's head, to honor the ancestral ancestors. ”

……

The disciples of the second and third rooms were crowded together for a while.

As for the monks in the long room, the colour of embarrassment is obvious. The situation is extremely unfavourable for Ning Wanshan.

“Brother Qi, what more can you say? ”

Looking at the fire almost, Mr. Ning Er smiled and said, and the beautiful woman in red, though not saying anything, quietly turned behind him... and cut him off.

Kill him while he's sick!

This guy saved it for eventual evil, and now is a great time to get rid of it.

“Disease!”

Mr. Ning Er pointed out that the ghost machete suddenly turned into a ray of light and lasered in the direction he was in.

And the beautiful woman in red, though she didn't use the magic treasure, reached out and counted it as if it were embroidered.

A few ghost birds appeared in the middle of the sky, albeit only the size of a sparrow, but with an unmistakable spiritual pressure, they pecked at him.

Each one of them is a killing move, and their cultivation is one level higher than Ning Wanshan. Together, they naturally leave no room.

There's only one word left for each other - death!

“Elder! ”

“Seven Brothers! ”

Brother Nagato shouted, and others tried to help, but without exception, all of them were cut off by disciples from the second and third rooms.

The attack was only a few feet away from Ning Wanshan, but he had no intention of making a move. Everyone had to be stunned... Is he here to seek death?

The two besieged also feel strange, but more is joy, make sure to succeed in one role!

Yet at this point, no one anticipated the mutation.

From above the sky, two black hummings lashed down at incredible speeds, first coming, first stopping the flying knife, all with it, the other opening the mouth of the blood basin and swallowing the ghost birds into the stomach.

In a hurry, even Mr. Ning Er and the beautiful woman in red couldn't help but be shocked, and the two turned to the same idea.

This guy gets out of jail and has no fear. He's got help.

“He Fanggao drove to Leiyin Mountain to interfere in my Ning family affairs!” Mr. Ning Er drank heavily, but his voice fell from the sky without setting a sound.

His body trembled and he felt like a thousand junipers. It was only when he was busy working his magic that he could barely eliminate this bad feeling.

Looking up, the beautiful woman in red was equally pale and obviously had a similar experience with herself.

And even worse, the monks in the temple were seven times upside-down, the condensation period was a little better, and the power could counteract the feeling of discomfort, while the other foundation disciples, most of them, were crushed to the ground.

This feeling...

This power!

Is it the Yuan Baby Monster?

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