"This person comes out later, everyone will come together."

Tang Wu said.

According to the French agreement.

If an allies are attacked for no reason, they will be punished, all their property will be confiscated, and the soul will be burned under the yin fire for a hundred years.

That's why they used Yan Nanfei's hands to kill Jialan.

Perhaps other major forces will violate it secretly, but their small families dare not.

But Lu Qian is different, this guy has just joined the Galan Temple.

Even if you kill the wrong person, basically nothing will happen. At that time, you can find an excuse to say that you don’t know. After all, behind you is the first-class sect Dinglongchang Military Sect.

Wow!

At this time, the water in the lake broke open.

A figure in black flew out.

"superior!!"

Tang Wu roared.

The whole body was bathed in green light, and the Taoist primordial body was three hundred feet high and manifested.

This is a poisonous smoke Qilin beast with green scales, a single horn on its head and a mouth full of poisonous fire.

The Qilin beast sprayed three thousand-foot poisonous smoke from the mouth, surrounding it from three directions.

The poisonous smoke tangles together and turns into a chain.

This is the spiritual weapon of Tang Wu, the dragon trapped in the ten thousand feet.

boom!

Shen Lue tore off his painted skin and exposed his bleeding body.

The painted skin turned into a living person and flew straight towards Lu Qian.

In addition, there are other subordinates' spells.

For a moment, thousands of spells were shrouded in it.

Tang Wu showed a smile on his lips.

If you have the intention to make up but not, this person will die if he does not die today.

It seems that this time it is a bit hasty and should not tell the masters of the Dinglongchang Bing Sect the secret of the key.

Things can't develop according to people's ideas.

Faced with the siege of everyone, Lu Qian was not afraid at all.

Kick!

The body is raised a hundred feet high, and the skin is light gold-colored.

Lu Qian held the chain with both hands and exerted a little force.

The poisonous smoke touched the skin and made a sizzling sound.

"ridiculous."

This man actually wanted to break the chain.

The next second the fact slapped him in the face.

The chains made a crackling sound.

Click!

The chain first cracked countless patterns, but it broke completely.

The power of the true body of Yama can be seen.

"impossible!"

Tang Wu's eyes were ripped, and two lines of blood and tears flowed from the corners of his eyes.

The spiritual weapon was damaged and almost fainted due to backlash.

Immediately afterwards, other spells also fell on Lu Qian.

Even the skin of Yan Luo's true body cannot be broken, and at most it leaves a faint blood mark.

A dragon handprint directly tore their arrangement to pieces.

"No, this person is in the late stage of Daoji, and the wind is thrust."

Tang Wu shouted to everyone.

There is no such powerful force in the middle stage of the ordinary Taoist foundation. It is clearly a power that can only be found in the late stage of the Taoist foundation.

Until now, Tang Wu still couldn't believe it.

The third-grade force of Jialan Temple actually recruits such powerful foreign aid.

Where will Daoji go to the later stage not be a guest of honor?

What exactly does this person aim for?

Is it just because of Galan's beauty?

Tang Wu retreated back with a bitter heart.

A woman can attract powerful enemies by just being beautiful. He is busy and gives countless gifts to have a backer.

Thinking of this, Tang Wu wanted to go find Shen Lue to borrow a painted skin to pretend to be a woman.

In the blink of an eye, Tang Wu flew hundreds of miles.

Only then did my heart relax.

"Wait, the immortal chief of Dinglongchang Sect will not let you go." Tang Wu said viciously.

"Yeah?"

Tang Wu subconsciously spread his head and saw a golden wheel floating behind him.

This round is full of pure gold, with strange-shaped pictures of hell engraved on it.

When Tang Wuzheng was confused, the golden wheel shot a golden light.

"Hmm? Where is this?"

He looked around and saw the sky was blood-red, with high platforms floating.

Before Tang Wu could think about it carefully, he found that he was tied to one of the high platforms.

There were many figures around him, and then he felt the most terrifying and torturous punishment in the world.

When it reappears in the real world.

Tang Wu was covered in bruises.

At this time.

A faint green smoke appeared around.

"kill!!"

The sound of soldiers and horses marching in the depths of the fog came from the sound of war, and there were also fanatical shouts of killing.

"This is the magic of Dinglongchang Soldier Sect! Immortal Lord saves me!!"

Tang Wu shouted loudly with the strength of taking care of her breasts.

The golden wheel above the head swayed slightly and disappeared immediately.

On the other side, Lu Qian's figure was on the way back.

"This time I will save you a dog's life."

It's not the one who is afraid of being supported.

That person should have the cultivation level of the late stage of the Taoist foundation and practice the magic of controlling the soldiers and horses of the altar.

Without other spells, they can do it in pieces by using the gods to show their appearance.

After all, there are three thousand heart-eating demons.

At worst, Golden Light will be tried again.

There is no point in doing so.

Now that killing these people will not only be wanted by the French League, but also their inheritance will not be obtained.

In a while, it will be a sacred charity.

At the majesty conference, there will be a battle between various factions to solve the problem.

Life and death are seen on the stage.
To be continued...