Chapter 635

The skill has been obtained. What we need to do now is to kick away the holy prison people who are in the way ahead, so that we can return safely. As for the future, it depends on everyone's own.

At this time, in the camp of the holy prison family, the emperor with a threatening face didn't know when he had come here. Looking at the five princes below, his eyes narrowed: "still haven't found Xuanqing?"

Xuanyi and xuanmie looked at each other and saw the killing opportunity in each other's eyes. Xuanqing's position in the emperor's mind was higher than that of himself and others: "the whereabouts of the nine younger brothers are ethereal, but the boundless Dharma world has never known his whereabouts."

The emperor's eyes flashed and waved: "well, in that case, let him wander down and be a member of the holy prison family. There was no one like him."

The unexpected words raised a strange emotion in xuanmie and Xuanyi's heart. The emperor in front of him grew up with everyone since childhood. His gentle face is no longer so strange at the moment.

"This..."

The emperor's eyes were cold and glanced at the people: "my holy prison family has never returned before the crisis. What's the use of him?"

The momentum of the explosion is fierce and huge, arousing endless waves in the hall.

"Needless to say, I have made arrangements on the Terran side. Whoever can recover the Terran land this time is the next emperor."

For a moment, your highness, the prince's eyes flashed and the hot breath burst out, so as to evaluate the heir to the throne.

Looking at the leaving prince, the emperor on the throne narrowed his eyes and smiled: "it's not enough. I still need a few children to eliminate the decadent gas in my body."

The method of reincarnation can only be used by close relatives. After all, blood is connected. If you casually absorb the Qi of other creatures, I'm afraid your breath will be infected and your ability will be reduced by a few points.

At this time, among the Terran tribes, the Terrans in the North join them, and the cultivation resources are becoming more and more scarce. The cultivation body can be stimulated by external things. However, the Terrans here are trapped in the East, but they have never gone to other places in the ten thousand Dharma world. How can they continue without increasing.

"No, I'll leave the Terran tomorrow and go to other places in the ten thousand Dharma world."

A celebrity's eyebrows are slightly wrinkled. Recently, with the reduction of resources, his self-cultivation has not been improving. If it goes on like this, it has to be anxious.

"But what about the holy prison family? They are in front of us, and if we go, who can stop them when they attack."

"Ha, there are pioneers here."

"The pioneer hasn't seen him for nearly a year. I don't know where he has gone."

The next day, at dawn, several figures came out of the tribe, looked at each other, and rushed directly to the distance. If you want to leave the East, it's not just the way of the holy prison family, there are endless mountains. As long as you are careful not to encounter monsters and other things, there's still no problem.

In the blazing sun in the sky, countless heads surged, and their eyes were angry. Just because the holy prison family came to fight again: "where has the guard gone, and why haven't they seen them yet?"

"This..."

"In the morning, I saw them walking outside the tribe as soon as the sun rose, but now they don't come back at noon."

We can't thank everyone. Xuanmie and others can't wait. As long as we take this Terran land, we can get the throne and look around. We haven't found any trace of Ji Chen and others: "kill"

With the sound of cold and fierce roar, Xuanyi's big gun swung, and the violent wind swept away and shot at the Terran.

"No, go to the pure land for help."

The other party started to attack without saying hello. Now the strength of the Terran is still poor. Those small soldiers are easy to solve, but several princes are not easy to provoke.

As Xuanyi and others joined the battlefield, the war situation changed rapidly. The sound of mourning, blood stained the earth, and endless evil Qi rushed out.

"Hmm?" in the pure land, looking at the distant vision, Ji Chen, Taoist Xuan frowned. He didn't explain the cultivation method carefully, but he encountered such a situation: "it's so fast."

It was only a year, but the holy prison family came, and they didn't know where their faith was.

The sword light cut through the void and the sword shadow across the sky, but I heard a deep drink: "cut"

With a roar, the earth shook and the vigorous wind raged. Several figures retreated rapidly. Looking at the empty and arrogant sword, a dignified color flashed in the eyes of the swordsman: "come!"

As soon as he landed on the ground, the swordsman was full of strength, his eyes flashed a killing opportunity, looked at several princes, and a bloodthirsty light appeared in the corners of his mouth: "I let you go last time, and now I'm provoking again. I really thought I didn't dare to kill you."

Xuanyi's eyes narrowed and his real strength soared: "I went back to Haosheng to practice after the defeat. Now let me experience your ability."

"Hum" the cold hum sounded like a thunderbolt burst. The swordsman's eyes flashed, followed by a meal, leaving a residual shadow in place, with a clear sword light in the air.

"Tear"

The cut clothes and clothes, a sword mark added to the body, the burst of blood, Xuanyi's eyes with a trace of incredible, how can the gap be so large.

"Boom"

The prince who flew upside down, the swordsman shook his head and burst out with a bright sword light between his fingers. Now that he has chosen to leave, he doesn't need to keep his hand. Xuanqing can only say sorry: "cut"

The roaring sword breath is the deadly sound of the God of death. The clear sword light reflects the pale faces of several princes. This time it's not a victory.

Right now

"Hum"

With a deep drink, he stood proudly in front of the chopped sword, but he saw a great figure standing proudly. His raised hand was covered with brilliance. As soon as he worked hard, the sword broke: "my emperor's child, it's not time for you to teach me a lesson."

The sudden emperor made the sword winner frown. When he looked at it, he seemed to have a familiar breath: "have you secretly learned the cultivation method of the human race?"

The emperor smiled noncommittally, but he didn't deny it. With a light step, a huge force covered the spot, and the terrible wave swept around: "let the emperor see what you can do."

Before the words were finished, the emperor slipped and came in an instant, and the heavy fist wind crashed down. The fierce wind hurt the faces of the Terrans around.

"Bang"

As soon as the fight was over, the swordsman frowned. With great strength, he unloaded his strength to the ground. The sound of clicking was cracking and bursting out.

In the dark, the Taoist Junlang looked at the two men in the battle. His eyes flashed a different emotion, sighed, stepped on his feet, and shot silently into the distant sky.

The grand hall was majestic. The throne in the middle was the dream of the holy prison family. The Taoist shook his head, glanced at the hall, and stopped for a moment on a trace of imperceptible ashes on the ground.

"Step on"

The discordant footsteps seemed that the body of the comer was ill. The Taoist frowned and turned to look at the man who came slowly: "big brother."

A close relative, it was the disabled prince, with a handsome face and a great body shape, who crippled the dignified momentum: "little brother, how did you come back?"

It seems that he doesn't understand. The Grand Prince looks at Xuanqing in front of him strangely. He doesn't know what he will do when he comes back.

Hearing the speech, Xuanqing was silent. His eyes moved slightly. He seemed to miss something. He sighed: "I miss the second emperor brother so much."

"Click"

As soon as he finished speaking, the wooden staff in the prince's hand was crushed by Zhenli. At the moment, his deep eyes burst out a strange light: "second brother."

The murmur, with endless thoughts, is the day when heaven and man will never meet again. Looking at the meditative Xuanqing, the Grand Prince raised his hand and grasped it. The trace of imperceptible ash on the ground floated into his palm: "familiar?"

Xuanqing's eyes flashed, then he nodded heavily: "the same as at the beginning."

"Ha ha" seems to be mocking and crying. The prince's eyes are cruel, and his real strength breaks out. The surging emotion can no longer suppress his anger.

"Big brother"

"Hoo"

The violent wind swept away. In the roaring sound, the familiar words in his ears shocked the great prince's mind and slowly took back his true strength: "sin."

In the words of death silence, the great prince was lost and limped to the outside. Xuanqing opened his mouth to call him back, but he didn't know how to speak.

"Father emperor, what are you doing for?"

Hundreds of years ago, the emperor of the holy prison family had nine children, but the harmonious family did not know why the eldest prince became disabled overnight, the second prince died, and even the youngest nine Prince disappeared mysteriously.

"The throne is really so important, even to the bones and flesh of close relatives..."