As for the erotic novel, she has automatically ignored this statement.

On the battlefield, Xuanyuan Jingcheng's seven orifices were bleeding, no longer oozing out, but oozing out.

It is no longer scarlet, but black, shocking.

Even so, the Confucian and Saint still had a calm expression.

Xuanyuan Dapan swept across, but was stepped on his knees, causing him to fall to the ground in a mess and fall into the rain with a bang.

He possessed himself slightly and looked at the ancestor of Huishan, Xuanyuan Jingcheng said coldly:

"For many years, I always talk to you, but my ancestors are all treated like a wind in my ears.

But at this moment, I am already an immortal on earth. Why are I still so conceited and ignorant when talking to you?"

A thick thunder hit the ground where Xuanyuan Dapan landed.

The ancestor Xuanyuan felt a sense of emotion, and he didn't care about his identity, rolled past and barely escaped.

puff!

Xuanyuan Dapan vomited blood in his mouth.

The blood spit on the ground turned out to be ink black.

This is highly poisonous!

The ancestor Xuanyuan finally changed his face.

When did he get poisoned?

I didn't even notice it!

Ordinary poisons have no effect on him.

This poison is very hiding. If he hadn't fought with all his might today, he wouldn't have found this poison.

This unknown poison has been entrenched in his meridians for many years and has not been done overnight.

But it accumulates over time!

Such a change was caused by Xuanyuan Jingcheng, who was full of murderous intentions, was also stunned.

Who would have been so hardworking to secretly poison the ancestor of Huishan?

And, it lasted for so many years.

Even if he is not here today, Xuanyuan Dapan will live in a few years.

Using his power and fighting the enemy with all his strength, just completely aroused this poison and accelerated his death.

Could it be!!!

Xuanyuan Jingcheng suddenly turned around, and in his vision, the figure finally appeared.

At this moment, he suddenly felt that even if he died, it was worth it.

No regrets!

Seeing this, Xu Qianqiu shook his head helplessly. Xuanyuan Jingcheng, a dignified scholar, was a perfect licker.

A middle-aged Confucian scholar said gently: "You are here after all."

The graceful woman just glanced at him, then looked at Xuanyuan Dapan and said in a singular way:

"I just realized now that it's too late!"

Xuanyuan Dapan laughed and said unwillingly: "Can you tell me how you poisoned me?"

The graceful woman's mind flashed through the scenes of her humiliation, and the poison was applied to her privacy, so she would not say such words.

The ancestor Xuanyuan could only die with his eyes open.

Outside the field, the ancient sword on the waist of Xuanyuan's national weapon did not dare to make any trembling sounds from beginning to end.

I was afraid that I would be pulled by the aftermath of the battlefield and cause trouble for the secrets.

Such a heavenly tribulation is unfathomable.

He is just pointing to the mystery, so it is naturally difficult to fight against.

The power of the secret of heaven moves the whole body with one blow.

The more the heavenly secret, the more the heavenly secret, the more it is, the more it can lead the heaven and earth.

Xuanyuan's national weapon is well aware that if he is affected, he will definitely die.

Xuanyuan Jingcheng coughed a few times, which was very mild, but everyone present seemed particularly sharp and harsh in the ears.

Seeing this, Xuanyuan Dapan looked happy and his figure flew straight, and he no longer fought to the death.

As long as you keep getting a distance, the farther you want to keep getting along with Zhou Xuan in Xuanyuan Jingcheng, the better.

Time is, the longer it delays, the better.

Is face worth life?

Seeing the ancestor widening the distance, Xuanyuan Jingcheng smiled contemptuously and did not pursue him.

Finally, he looked at the woman deeply. The middle-aged Confucian scholar covered his mouth and coughed again.

Turning his head to look at the ancestor Xuanyuan and asked calmly:

"Can there be a last word left to the descendants of Huishan?"

Xuanyuan Dapan pretended to be thoughtful and delayed time.

Seeing this scene, everyone around them admired Xuanyuan Dapan very much.

Never seen such a shameless person!

The ancestor of Huishan is high above and is one of the top masters in the entire martial arts world.

However, such a person has a bad reputation.

In the world, they either kidnap people and practice dual cultivation, or dominate their wives and daughters.

When facing an enemy and being at a disadvantage, you do not care about your status or status at all.

Needless to mention martial arts, the skill of face is even more amazing.

At this moment, only Xu Qianqiu noticed that the old sword god and the old man in sheepskin fur were extremely abnormal at this moment.

For some reason, he stood completely stunned and stared at the Dragon and Tiger Mountain Demon-Slaying Platform.

No longer pay attention to the changes in the situation in the field, look at the Dragon and Tiger Mountain Demon Slaying Platform, leaving behind a not-tall back.

Xuanyuan Jingcheng looked at His Royal Highness and coughed while saying intermittently:

"Today, I dared to give my beloved daughter Qingfeng to the crown prince, as a reward for rushing up the mountain today.

Qingfeng’s warm wine technique is excellent, and His Royal Highness will definitely like it.”

Xuanyuan Religion and Saint is now a land of immortals. When you look at the young man in white in front of you, you still can't see through it.

I was frightened.

As a father, I naturally feel reluctant to give my beloved daughter to others.

In contrast, this is indeed the only way to protect your daughter now.

Xu Qianqiu did not answer, but seemed to be smiling, looking at the Confucian saint in front of him.

Xuanyuan Jingcheng turned to his father, Xuanyuan's national weapon.

But he just glanced coldly, and never turned his head to look at each other, his tone was indifferent and calm, and said:

"Please go down the mountain, you must not enter Huishan again in this life!"

Xuanyuan Guoqi subconsciously held the hilt of the sword in his arms and said coldly:

“What if I refuse?

If the tiger poisons don’t eat the son, isn’t it because the son poisons you want to eat the father today?”

Upon hearing this, Xuanyuan Jingcheng stopped talking.

He lowered his head, his chest had been stained red by blood donation and was stained black again.

He has not had much time!

Suddenly, the snowy floor was in the sky, covered with dark clouds, and a huge strange whirlpool appeared, covering the entire Huishan Mountain.

This scale of vision is only a short distance from the ascension of Qi Xuan frame back then.

Xuanyuan Jingcheng slowly knelt down, roared loudly, and said:

"The sky hangs thousands of images, the earth carries all things, the emperor and queen earth, Xuanyuan Jingcheng kneels on the heaven and earth today to seek death!"

"Xuanyuan Jingcheng is asking for death!"

The voice of Xuanyuan Jingcheng echoed continuously.

Not to mention the Guniu Dagang in Huishan, even the nearly ten thousand Taoist priests in Longhu Mountain can be clearly heard.
To be continued...