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Chapter 209 Enchanted person, Motaiwan

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    Hua Fei, I saw the enemy of fate show off the limelight, and the second enemy of fate who competed with me for the enemy of fate also made the limelight, how could he bear it

    When everyone couldn't see, he stretched out his hand to imitate three times, and then grasped the essence of Chen Wuxian's technique, and then coughed twice:

    "Senior Tianji, it's really your fault. This endless method can really be used by everyone!"

    Having said that, with the touch of Hua Fei with my little hand, a line on the stone wall suddenly dimmed. He smiled "Hey", showing such a relaxed expression.

    A black line appeared on the forehead of the old man Tianji, and he cursed in his heart:

    Really thought I didn't see how many times you practiced secretly?

    The Bitao Sect of the dog day, the sand sculpture saint son cultivated, knows to show the saint in front of others, the old man doesn't want to lose face?

    Gan One, two, and three, what the old man just said is all fart.

    The sun, you fairy board board!

    The old man Tianji exhaled a foul breath, and said silently in his heart:

    "Thoughts are like dust. When they come, they can deal with them calmly, and when they go, they don't chase them."

    More than 3,000 years of training his extraordinary face, the wide cuffs gently brushed over his face, his face suddenly radiated with kindness, and he looked at Hua Feiwo with a smile.

    The old man Tianji stroked his beard, which was neither long nor short, with one hand, his tone was moderate, and his words were exceptionally clear, ensuring that everyone within a ten-mile radius could hear what he said clearly:

    "Worthy of being a master student of Bi Tao Sect, after practicing three times, he can master the technique created by Mr. Endless, only a little worse than Ye Linchen who practiced once and a half times, what a talent."

    In one sentence, the two comparisons point out Huafei's status as the third child of ten thousand years.

    "Hiss~~~" Huafei gasped.

    This old man is rotten!

    It is obvious that my talent is not as good as that of Chen Wukong, nor that of Ye Linchen

    What's more, I used a lot of mana, and everyone around could hear it. How did I offend him?

    The mute eats Coptis chinensis, and can't tell the pain.

    Old Man Tianji's seniority and status are exaggeratedly high, and Hua Fei, who was pissed off by him, couldn't stop embarrassing.

    However, a person who was more uncomfortable than the two of them was standing on the roof of the main hall of the Taiyin ruins, pinching the void in his palm to burst.

    "Chen, Wu, Jin, how, what, again, yes, you"

    Can Shang was full of hatred, half shocked and half speechless, lamenting the injustice of God.

    "Is it really possible for humans to do such inconceivable things?"

    Zhao Shuruo laughed heartily: "Hahahahahahaha~~~~"

    This laughter is to help Chen Wuwu laugh, as if he wants to laugh at all the heroes in the world. The long laugh is like a long howl, and it can't stop for a long time.

    Remnant Shang didn't care to use Zhao Shuruo's body to vent his anger, and hastily aroused the scarlet demon energy in his body, making strange ravings from the abdominal cavity, chest cavity, and head cavity at the same time.

    The raving voice covered up all the voices: shouts, collisions, big and small noises, talking

    Between the heaven and the earth, everything is silent, only strange whispers.

    The notes danced in the air, turning into red and black demonic energy, transforming into strange forms unimaginable for all living beings, spreading rapidly in the air and winding around in all directions.

    The body of the bewitched disciple of the Crescent Moon Sect was distorted.

    Some turned into monsters with arms longer than legs and nails as sharp as knives.

    Some of them become strange floating objects with their internal organs floating outside and the energy of the five elements scurrying around.

    Some bodies remain unchanged, and their speed is like ghosts

    They have completely become enchanted, which is fundamentally different from when they were not fully enchanted just now.

    It's not a little bit stronger, and everyone responded, and the pressure suddenly tripled.

    And among the many monsters, there are Elders and Senior Deacons of the Crescent Moon Sect who are still human, but whose scarlet eyes are not human-like.

    They maintained their wits and sensed the earth-shaking changes in the cultivation base in their bodies, and the peaceful aura of Zhongzheng transformed into strange and unpredictable magic energy.

    The teeth of some deacons with insufficient cultivation suddenly protruded and grew several times in an instant, and their lips could not cover the gums, revealing the reddish black flesh.

    The elder with scarlet eyes shot instantly, killed the mutated deacon, and drank the deacon's flesh and blood in front of everyone, making himself stronger.

    In the distance, Zhao Shuruo's teeth were bumping up and down, his eyes were wide open.Big, the pupil shrunk to extremely small, "Did you not only set up the sacrificial formation, but also gave the disciples of the Queyue Sect the Motaiwan?"

    "Oh, so people from your Zhao family know about this thing?" Canshang was quite surprised, and took a deep breath, and the scarlet aura like a dragon gathered from a distance, rushed into his nostrils, and went straight into his heart and lungs.

    Disabled's breathing encourages the blood to flow, and it flows through the whole body in a short time.

    "This elixir is really a good thing. I just don't understand. Since your Zhao family knows it, why don't you use it?"

    "If you use it early, you don't know how many eighth and ninth realms you can create. Why live in a small Nandanhaizhou? Why rely on the breath of Bi Taozong?"

    Zhao Shuruo shook his head, with pity for the stupid people in his eyes.

    "You don't understand. The foundation of the Holy Land is not comparable to that of the Ninth Realm. After all, you are just a proud villain who has usurped the throne. You are far from it." (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com
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