Evolution From the Willow Tree

Human monks at the entrance level can resonate with the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth. This old man, who was targeted by the Holy Son of the True Dragon Palace, stands at the ninth level of the Dao level. He called on the monks present to suppress the Holy Son of the True Dragon Palace, Jiuyou. Saint Son and other kings are arrogant, while displaying mighty mana to meet the glorious attack of Saint Son of True Dragon Palace.

Not counting the monks who have fled outside the imperial palace, the thousands of monks remaining at the scene are all top monks who are wandering in the Dragon Transformation Realm and entering the Dao Realm. After they heard the old man's shouts, Immediately, it was like a big enemy, and they were close together.

By this time, everyone realized the seriousness of the matter.

The Holy Son of Nine You, the Young Master of the Sword Palace, the Holy Maiden of the Hundred Flowers Palace, and Dongfang Bai, who walked down the stone steps of the altar, were so mad that they were about to kill.

In terms of cultivation, several great kings are arrogant, and they all shoulder unparalleled combat power, extraordinary inheritance, and there are only a handful of people who can compete with them on the scene. in the case of.

The old man's proposal was the best, but no matter what, they joined forces to suppress the arrogance of several great kings. If the sand was scattered, it would be impossible to save them.

Didn't the Holy Son of the True Dragon Palace, the Young Master of the Sword Palace, just take the lives of hundreds of cultivators with a crushing force?

...

dong dong dong!

The air waves soared into the sky, and the dragon yin shook.

The majestic figure, the Holy Son of the True Dragon Palace, dressed in inextinguishable golden light, triggers the divine dragon vision with every move.

In the realm of cultivation, he was actually a little lower than the old man at the ninth level of the Taoist realm, but in terms of combat power and momentum, he had the upper hand in a moment, and the old man who was suppressed was losing ground and was beyond his reach.

roar roar

The wind is raging, stepping on Changhong.

The Holy Son of the True Dragon Palace bullied his body forward in front of the old man, crushing it with his big hands like a grinding disc, reflecting the illusory shadow of the True Dragon, covering the sky a hundred feet tall and sealing the sky.

The old man couldn't avoid it, and he slapped the palm of his hand, but he vomited blood in an instant, and his hair was disheveled.

"... Come and help me!"

The old man who knew that he could no longer fight with the Holy Son of the True Dragon Palace,

drink loudly.

In response, several figures swept out, trying to reach the old man.

However.

A piece of sparkling flower buds, brilliance, and dense dao lines fell from the sky.

It looks like carved jade, beautiful flower buds, thin as a cicada's wings, and the goddess scattered flowers falling on the bodies of several monks who enter the Taoist realm, it is like an indestructible heavenly knife, just let it go and touch it. Broken cut the mana barrier outside them.

Without waiting for these few Taoist monks to retreat in fear, hundreds of thousands of crystal petals turned into brilliant radiance.

puff!

puff!

In the howl, the bodies of the monks who entered the Taoist realm penetrated the crystal petals that glowed with divine radiance.

The one who made the shot was resolutely the icy, jade-clean, and peerless Saint Maiden of the Hundred Flowers Palace.

This woman is weak and beautiful, but when she shoots, it is like a blooming rose, thorny and thorny, not to be underestimated!

She was smoking every step of the way. Outside the graceful fairy body, a hazy holy light was flying, and countless flower buds stood in it, like a female fairy driving to the world.

When she raised her slender hand, the fragrance of flowers spread to the sky.

"Not good! This is the secret technique of the Hundred Flowers Palace - the rain of flowers in the sky. The creatures who smell the fragrance of the flowers have weak limbs, withered energy and blood, and if they are powerful, they can paralyze the soul of the person."

"Damn, there is no injustice and no hatred, how can they target me like this? Even if they are standing behind the ancient holy land, the ancient great sect, they can't be so unscrupulous, let's kill!"

...

In the great hall covered with a scent of flowers, thousands of monks were uneasy and indignant.

"Old man, no one can save you!"

"This holy son's anger, you can take it well!"

Look at the Holy Son of the True Dragon Palace, he is brave and strong, and his blood is strong, like a mad dragon, like a giant beast, suppressing the old man at the ninth level of the Dao Realm.

The old man with his head broken, his bones broken and his tendons broken, he wanted to cry but had no tears, and his expression was angry.

Pissed off?

He is so pissed! It's not the Holy Son of the True Dragon Palace who is in danger now, it's him!

...

"The Dongfang family is one of the most ancient families in Zhongzhou. As the Daozi of the Dongfang family, this Daozi would not be slaughtered like this if he was not forced to. I hope that you will not resent this Daozi when you wait in the Huangquan Underworld. "

Wearing a white robe that does not stain the dust of the East, the person is just like his name, as white as jade, and his demeanor is elegant.

His body manifested the radiance of the Great Dao, and there were bursts of clanging sounds from his body.

Compared with the Holy Son of the True Dragon Palace, this Dongfang Bai is even better. He has the Innate Dao Bone, his mana is galloping, and when his cultivation is revived, the Innate Dao Bone buried in his body is half hidden and half hidden. Now, it's a mystery.

The innate symbols flowing on that Dao bone contain the true meaning of the Dao that cannot be described by words.

Followed by the nine secluded saints.

A pair of eyes, as dark and unpredictable as an abyss, the soul-stirring Holy Son of Jiuyou, a kind of strange pupil power that cannot be captured by the naked eye.

Jiuyou Demon Eyes!

The Inheritance Eye Technique of Jiuyou Holy Land!

Let this pair of cultivators locked in their eyes, whether in the Dragon Transformation Realm or in the Dao Realm, let the soul escape from the body uncontrollably.

The yin wind swept away like a knife, and all the souls that were separated from the fleshly body were vanished and shattered into pieces.

...

On the top of the altar, Liu Ziyu's tree body is sky-high, and three thousand willow branches are bathed in the endless black and yellow mother gas.

He looked down at the river of blood in front of the altar, and there were sorrows everywhere.

A heart, no waves, no joy and no sorrow.

This is the world of the weak and the law of survival of the fittest.

From the day of crossing, Liu Ziyu understood this truth.

Even if it is a three-year-old child, as long as it threatens Liu Ziyu, Liu Ziyu will not leave any room to suppress the other party.

All Liu Ziyu did was to keep herself alive and to protect her own interests.

Holy Mercy?

That's a joke!

Liu Ziyu would rather be a demon than do the thing of compassion for the heavens and people, cutting flesh to feed the eagle!

...

Time passed little by little.

In front of the altar, the blood is full of blood.

More and more figures fell on the ground, and more and more blood gathered together.

Killing the red-eyed Holy Son of the True Dragon Palace, the evil dragon jumped into the flock and roared like a sheep.

No matter how holy and bright the real dragon vision outside him is, it can't cover up the bloody aura of his body.

Outside the fairy body, misty and rainy, surrounded by Qihua Yaocao, the Saintess of the Hundred Flowers Palace, under the thrilling and beautiful appearance, is also contaminated with the blood of death of thousands of lives.

"Sword Qi is vertical and horizontal!"

Long drink and kill, the young master of the sword hall sacrificed a sword energy more than a hundred feet long, swept down, and smashed the flesh and blood.

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