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Six hundred and thirty-eight chapters I have a punch, the name is breaking the army!(1/3)

The eight or nine mysterious masters are passed down by the ancestors, and the most profound teachings of the people.

The higher the cultivation level, the stronger the mysterious power, the unpredictable changes, and the enemy is in the heart.

The sword that Wang Hao had just activated was formed by combining sword slashing and divine control. Its essence is similar to the great sacrifice technique, which only hurts the opponent's soul, but its power is more than ten times stronger.

Once sacrificed, it not only destroyed the magical powers of Zizhu Taoist, but also injured him.

If it weren't for any scruples, this sword would be enough to disintegrate the soul of the Zizhu Taoist and die on the spot.

The soul was damaged and could not bless the magic, the Zizhu Taoist fell straight from the sky. Fortunately, a crane spread its wings and flew over and carried the Zizhu Taoist back to the jade platform.

"Friend Zizhu, are you okay?"

He Xianjun pretended to be concerned and welcomed him. As the master, he naturally had to maintain the order of the performance competition and not make any party look ugly.

"The Wild Fairy is rampant!"

Taoist Zizhu ignored the He Xianjun at all. He covered his head with one hand, endured the pain caused by the soul's wounds. While turning his eyes to the Turtle Spirit Holy Mother, he shouted shrillly: "Dare to ignore my immortal Tao in the vast sea and violate the order of the Holy Mother... The Holy Mother must not spare this thief!"

"The soul of the immortal friend was seriously injured!"

The Holy Mother of Turtle Spirit looked calm and waved her hand to throw out a pill and flew towards the Taoist Zizhu, "This is the secret pill my father refined, which is the best way to heal the soul wounds... I also ask the Zizhu Immortal Friend to heal the wounds first, and the rest... I will naturally solve it!"

He took out the secret pill casually, which was refined by the powerful demon world. It has to be said that this Fubo Island master has a profound background and is difficult for ordinary immortals to reach.

Zizhu Taoist thanked him so much, and then returned to the banquet seat and took Dan to regulate his breathing and healed.

At this moment, the Holy Mother of Turtle Spirit looked into the depths of the sea of ​​clouds, shouting loudly, "Who else is there?" Wang Hao said coldly: "This person has extraordinary magical powers, but to avoid being too arrogant, I really think that there is no one in the vast sea of ​​immortals!"

Zi Zhu was defeated, but this person had no intention of ending in person.

Others understand that Fang Zeyin, the disciple who is standing beside him, is very confused.

"Master, this person does have some tricks!"

"The disciple thinks he is not an opponent, but if the master takes action, he will definitely be able to take him down!"

Fang Zeyin didn't understand. How could his master tolerate that wild immortal so arrogant and domineering?

The Holy Mother of Turtle Spirit glanced at the disciple and said lightly: "Can Yin'er remember to reshape her body in the Spirit Blood Pool and become an advanced Daluo... what did your master teach?"

Fang Zeyin's expression changed suddenly when he heard this.

"There is heaven beyond the sky, and there are people beyond the sky!"

"Don't think that you can do things without restraint by cultivating the Daluo body!"

"If you dare to act recklessly in the future, my Xuanwu clan... can't tolerate your master and apprentice!"

This is a harsh warning given by Fang Zeyin's master, a powerful man from the demon world.

Fang Zeyindaocheng has been doing a little off recently. However, at this moment, with Master Na reminding him, he immediately recalled the warning of the ancestor, unconsciously felt guilty and fearful, and his arrogant expression was much more restrained.

"Master, we are not bullying others by virtue!"

"If the wild fairy lets yell and spread it out... wouldn't it ruin our reputation in Fubo Island?"

Fang Zeyin said weakly. With his understanding of his master, he would never give in to the wild immortal.

"Stop causing trouble and don't get involved in cause and effect!"

"This is your master's warning!"

The Holy Mother of Turtle Spirit ended here, and looked at the arrogant and clamoring challenge deep in the sea of ​​clouds, and said lightly: "Besides, some things... don't need to be a master at all!"

Fubo Island is famous and has a powerful backer in the demon world, which is enough for others to do it.

"This wild fairy is too arrogant!"

"As the Virgin said, if you let your arrogance continue and spread it out, wouldn't your fellow disciples laugh at me for being alone in the vast sea!"

The strong men of the Eight Great Family in the Hanhai were filled with anger when they saw Wang Hao shouting arrogantly.

But no one stood up to challenge!

The reason is very simple. Zizhu Taoist was defeated, and his cultivation was the fifth grade of Daluo, far better than any of the powerful people in the Eight Great Family in the Hanhai Sea.

If they make a comeback, the ending will probably be the same. They won’t be able to cling to Fubo Island, and they will lose their own face.

Although there are many immortals present, the only one who can fight against the epileptic Taoist... The powerful people from the Eight Great Family looked at Jupiter Kui. Although this person from Taixu was born in the fourth grade of Daluo, his magical powers must be outstanding.

Only he may be able to suppress the arrogance of the enraged Taoist.

However, Jupiter Kui seemed to ignore the eyes around him, looking at the nose and the heart, looking at the "old god is in his mind" as if he is not in his own affairs.

Another Bu Xianguan said bluntly: "We are in the Immortal Realm, and there are some things... it's hard to interfere! It's not convenient to interfere!"

These two guys had previously participated strongly, and after the arrival of the Holy Mother of Turtle Spirit, they said, "Don't interfere."

Others don’t know what they think about fighting, but one thing is clear: they will not offend the Holy Mother of Turtle Spirit and will not become a foil helper.

"Brother Murong, borrow your 'holy weapon'!"

"I am confident that with the power of the Sea Blade, I will be able to suppress this thief!"

Zhao Tiande sent a message to Murong Fu. The former was the head of the Zhao family of the eight major families in Hanhai, and the latter was the head of the Murong family of another family.

Murong Fu heard the angry face and said angrily: "If it weren't for your Zhao Hao's instigation, how could I, Fei'er, fall into the lower realm... The account has not been settled yet, and your Zhao family still has the face to borrow holy tools?"

"What are the past things?"

"Besides, your Fei'er's death is at the hands of the witch thief. My son may have a responsibility, but he doesn't have to hold such a grudge!"

Zhao Tiande said sincerely with his face: "Now outsiders despise my fellow travelers in the sea. You and I should abandon our past grudges and fight against the enemy together!"

Murong Fu glared at him, "In my Murong family's eyes, your Zhao family is more hateful than this crazy Taoist... I want to borrow a holy weapon, but I have no way!"

The grievances between the two major families are too deep. Zhao Tiande knows it. Since the Murong family refuses, it will be useless even if he kneels down.

The strongest man from the Eight Great Family in the Hanhai thought that Daoxing was not as strong as that of the Zizhu Taoist, and he was not the opponent of the Daoist.

The two immortal officials were out of the matter and held an attitude of "watching the fun".

Logically, the plan of the Turtle Spirit Holy Mother failed and no one helped solve the problem. However, there is no absolute in the world.

"Junior brother, you invited this wild fairy... specifically to deal with Brother Wei!"

Lei Mingzi stood up, his lips moved, and sent a message to Hexianjun.

"Senior brother is thinking too much!"

He Xianjun replied lightly.

"Think about it? Hahaha!"

"Who can you hide from your little thoughts?"

"Even if the help you hired has some magical powers, you will be just a fairy after all!"

"I will let you understand today...what is the general trend that cannot be violated!"

Lei Mingzi stepped forward and wiped the body of He Xianjun. He looked at Wang Hao, who was standing deep in the sea of ​​clouds, and shouted loudly: "Lei Mingzi, come and learn the tricks!"

boom--

Before he finished speaking, thunder and lightning flashed, and thick arcs of electric power fell from the sky, lingering around Thunder, and instantly came above Wang Hao's head.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

There was a low and loud bang. But there was a big red drum in front of Lei Mingzi. He hugged his hands and kept hammering the drum face, causing a deafening sound of drums.

The sky and the earth are dark, the sea of ​​clouds is restless, and countless lightning arcs are like summoned, locking Wang Hao and falling like a tide.

Thunder drum!

He Xianjun was shocked when he saw this. He was also a member of the Benlei Valley Sect. He knew at a glance that Lei Mingzi sacrificed the big drum, which was the most treasure of the gate.

A Chaos Spirit Treasure can induce punishment of thunder and has infinite power.

This object is the treasure of the ancestor of the Gan family in Benlei Valley, but he expected it to appear in Lei Mingzi's hands.

Obviously, Lei Mingzi's trip was fully supported by the ancestor of the Gan family and came prepared.

"Thunder Drum!"

"This thing is a Chaos Sacrifice and Innate Divine Weapon!"

"With it, let alone a fairy, even when facing an ordinary golden immortal, you will have the power to resist!"

The many powerful people present were amazed.

"Yin'er, see it... it's hard to offend!"

"Now you don't have to take action for your master, you have to do it for yourself to solve the problem!"

"This immortal friend of the Thunder Valley has a congenital divine weapon and will defeat the wild immortal... But if he wins, will the number of disciples attending the meeting be lost?"

Turtle Spirit Holy Mother talked through a message. Regarding the disciple's doubts, Turtle Spirit Holy Mother smiled gently.

"Based on your master's background, it's easy to take you to the Ten Thousand Immortals Fair!"

The reason for competing for the quota of Hanhai Fairy City is very simple. It is to hit those disobedient guys to let them understand who is the real master of Hanhai.

Fang Zeyin suddenly realized that he looked at the eyes of the Holy Mother of Turtle Spirit, full of admiration.
To be continued...
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