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Chapter 1469 Great Disparity in Strength

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    The aura emanating from Young Master Lingquan is very violent, like a gushing volcano. Even the holy creatures standing in front of him feel huge pressure and can't help but tremble.

    Martial Saint Canglan¡¯s eyes burst into flames, staring at Young Master Lingquan standing opposite, and said, ¡°Are you too arrogant?¡±

    Young Master Lingquan's eyes lit up and he looked at Canglan Martial Saint from top to bottom, especially her plump and round breasts and hips. He showed a very interested look and said with a smile: "Not bad, not bad, Human Race  It is not easy to give birth to a woman as beautiful as you, and she also has the body of a fire phoenix Hmm What a very good slave. Today, you don't have to die."

    "Slave" Martial Saint Canglan became even more angry.

    Suddenly, the rules of fire surged out from her delicate body, causing the surrounding flames to condense into pieces of feathers and appear around her,

    Lingquan Shaojun said: "Yes, human saints are high-level slaves in the Rakshasa tribe. Of course, after most slaves are bought back, they are used to make delicious food and entertain guests. People like you have the body of a fire phoenix.  Beauties in the Holy Realm are very rare, and the ingredients are a bit wasteful, but they can be trained into a beautiful pet."

    Canglan Martial Saint is extremely angry. The head of the majestic Nine Heavens Profound Girl, someone actually wants to take her back and train her as a pet. It is unbearable.

    "Fire flames burn the sky."

    Canglan Martial Saint raised the Burning Sky Sword. Immediately, dense inscriptions appeared on the sword body, exuding a scorching flame.

    "Boom."

    Canglan Martial Saint swung his sword with all his strength, and thousands of sword energy condensed into a wall of fire ten feet high, which spread to the front of Young Master Lingquan.

    "The strength is not bad, but unfortunately the cultivation level is still a little behind."

    Young Master Lingquan showed a joking look in his eyes and stood motionless.

    Tian Ge Hou rushed out from behind Lingquan Shaojun, carrying a bronze war spear one foot and two feet long, exerting force with both arms, and waved forward.  A phantom with a human head wearing a bronze mask flew out from Zhan Ge.

    The wall of fire formed by the sword energy collapsed suddenly after being beaten.

    Chu Siyuan¡¯s eyes widened and he shouted: ¡°Be careful.¡±

    Martial Saint Canglan also sensed the danger. In his pupils, a human head wearing a bronze mask rushed towards her from a distance and at a hundred times the speed of sound. There was no way to avoid it.

    You can only block with your sword horizontally.

    "Bang."

    Canglan Martial Saint only felt an unreachable and huge force hitting his body, and a sonorous sound rang in his ears. Then his eyes dimmed, and his body flew backwards uncontrollably.

    The talented woman with holy skills stood behind Canglan Martial Saint, pushed her hands forward, and fired two waves of awe-inspiring righteousness, which neutralized the impact of Canglan Martial Saint. Then, she rushed forward and dragged Canglan Martial Saint away.  vest.

    "Pfft."

    After Canglan Martial Saint's feet touched the ground, a mouthful of blood spat out from his mouth. His whole body became limp and he could not stand up straight. He had obviously suffered an extremely serious injury.

    "The picture of seven lives and seven deaths."

    Chu Siyuan opened the "Seven Lives and Seven Deaths" and pressed a withered palm on the scroll. Immediately, seven-colored light poured out, shining in all directions, condensing into seven illusory worlds.

    Seven illusory worlds overlap and form a seven-color world tower.

    "Boom."

    The Seven-Colored World Tower collided with the flying head wearing a bronze mask seventeen times in a row, crushing it to pieces.

    Tian Gehou quickly put away his sword and stepped back.

    Tian Gehou only felt splitting pain in his arms, and blood slipped down his fingers.  His eyes were fixed on Chu Siyuan and he said: "There is a strong man like you in the Kunlun world. No wonder he can escape our pursuit time and time again."

    Marquis Xianjing flapped a pair of wings and flew down to the ground. His snow-white jade feet stepped on a ball of cold air that looked like a black tortoise. He smiled coquettishly: "Haha, Marquis Tiange, you actually didn't even get a fifty."  If a fourth-level spiritual monk can't handle it, what qualifications do he have to be a first-class marquis?"

    Immediately, seven other first-class marquises came out one after another.

    Farther away, there are figures of Rakshasa Marquises, standing in the cold air and flames. There are many of them, at least more than five hundred.

    Tian Gehou held the bronze Zhan Ge and said in a deep voice: "That old guy is not an ordinary spiritual monk. The scroll in his hand is a very powerful spiritual artifact."

    "Yeah?"

    Marquis Xianju stared at Chu Siyuan with a pair of charming starry eyes, his eyes falling on the "Seven Lives and Seven Deaths".Rise to death, kill.  "

    "Rather Stick to your guns."

    The remaining three Bingbu Territory Kings rushed towards Xianjuhou, Tiangehou, and Lingquan Shaojun respectively, and mobilized the holy energy, preparing to self-destruct the holy source and the sea of ????qi, and perish together with them.

    "Don't blow yourself up."

    The beautiful eyes of Xian Jinghou glared at the three soldiers of the military region. Three powerful spiritual wills entered their sea of ??consciousness and suppressed their consciousness.

    Immediately, the three warlords fell to the ground and lost consciousness.

    ¡°Obviously, in front of a Holy King of Spiritual Power, they had no chance of self-destruction.

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    Qing Mo and Zhang Ruochen walked into the Bipolar Swamp one after another, walking between the cold air and the fierce flames.

    As Zhang Ruochen walked forward, the image of Fang Yi mobilizing the rules of truth and exerting several times the power appeared in his mind.

    "The rules of truth are part of the rules of heaven and earth. They should be everywhere. How can we sense them?"

    Zhang Ruochen imitated Fang Yi's moves, hitting one move after another, but he couldn't sense the rules of truth at all.

    Qing Mo was very anxious and said: "Why are you practicing anytime and anywhere? Can you walk faster? I feel that their aura is weakening rapidly. If we don't rush over, I'm afraid the consequences will be disastrous."

    Zhang Ruochen withdrew his moves and said with surprise, "Can you still feel their aura weakening?"

    Qing Mo didn¡¯t know how to explain to Zhang Ruochen, so he said, ¡°Can you please? We really can¡¯t delay it any longer. If sister Nalan is captured by the Rakshasa clan, you won¡¯t be able to feel at ease, right?¡±

    "Okay, okay, lead the way quickly."

    Zhang Ruochen hated being in contact with monks from the Kunlun world, but when he saw Qing Mo's pitiful face, he couldn't hate it at all.

    Not long after, they entered the depths of the Bipolar Swamp. From a distance, they could already see a temple hundreds of miles away, standing in the flames and cold air.

    ¡°That¡¯s the temple of the Goddess Siming, they must be there.¡±

    Qing Mo stopped waiting for Zhang Ruochen and turned into a stream of cyan light, rushing towards the temple.

    Zhang Ruochen stopped, looked around, and noticed a large number of Marquis Rakshasa hiding in the dark. Then he muttered to himself: "Sacred Food Flower, how many can you deal with?"

    "Master, with my cultivation at the peak of the Holy Saint, even if I can't kill them all, I can at least contain them."

    The Holy Food Flower rushed out from Zhang Ruochen's back and took root in the swamp. Immediately, tens of thousands of roots spread out in all directions.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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