Chapter 681： Quasi Saint? Rubbish!

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This moment!

Ten thousand meters high!

Above the bitter sea!

On the bitter seaside!

Almost all creatures have their eyes on Chen Zheng's face!

Father and daughter!

The girl who is called the little holy lord is the daughter of the boy in the refining period!

This!

How can this be!

"That girl is known as the little holy master, and the three quasi-holy adults and ancestors of ten thousand princes can't take this little girl. How could this little girl's father be this little girl!"

Air!

The deacon of Shinto Meng Kong with one broken arm looked unbelievable!

"Father and daughter..."

Qinglian Daojun frowned.

Regarding the identity of the girl, I had previously speculated that it was a saint disciple, or an ancient tribe secretly cultivated by an ancient tribe. After all, there are some ancient tribes who are extremely arrogant, but the ancient tribes rarely appear in this world.

But now!

That girl told her life!

She is the daughter of the monk in the period of refining!

"Which girl was born this girl? An Jing Su Cheng or Zuo Qinghong?"

On the invisible star, the small bone glared, and the young girl looked carefully at the little girl. It remembers very clearly that after listening to An Jing, when he and his master went to the Kerry Empire, time and space rulers forcibly broke into the earth and wanted to take revenge on the master's family. They were stopped by a mysterious old man and a mysterious little girl. .

The mysterious little girl did not show up, just shouted, that is, who dares to move her mother to destroy her! From this, we can be sure that the girl must have been born by one of the three daughters An Jing, Su Cheng and Zuo Qinghong!

only!

Now when I look at it, the little girl's eyebrows are very much like the master, and I can't see which lady is like!

"Is it because the owner's genes are too strong? The girl is more like the owner?"

Xiao Gu grunted.

"gene......"

The ghost holy dragon heard these two words in amazement, and there was a doubt in his eyes. He felt like he had heard these words before.

but!

It does not matter!

The focus now is that the ten prisoners are really the daughter of Brother Chen!

Lying!

Three quasi-holy and one ancestor can not win the little holy master!

It's unbelievable that Brother Chen has unsealed and tried to kill Heavenly Ghost Emperor. How can Brother Chen's daughter be even stronger than Brother Chen! This girl looks ten years old at most. The ten-year-old girl can't be defeated by three quasi-Saints and an ancestor!

Wouldn’t Chen’s bloodline be too scary!

"You...when did you have a daughter!"

An indifferent female voice broke the bitter sea calm, the woman of unknown origin but terrifying, staring at Chen Zheng at this moment!

"I don't know when I have a daughter, but this girl is indeed my bloodline, and it seems to be a perfect inheritance of my physique. No wonder several quasi-Saints and an ancestor couldn't help this girl."

Chen Zheng looked at the girl and smiled.

As soon as this sentence came out, the woman in front of him and the little girl floating above the bitter sea gave him white eyes almost at the same time.

"Humph!"

This is also the time!

Suddenly the quasi-sanctuary of the Netherlamp suddenly snorted!

Wow!

"Boy, since you are the girl's biological father, don't blame Ben Sheng for grabbing you! If you catch your boy, Ben Sheng doesn't believe that girl will not submit!"

The quasi-sacred place of the Nether Lantern disappeared, and the next moment appeared next to Chen Zheng, raising his hand to Chen Zheng was a catch!

"Rubbish!"

When the little girl above the bitter sea saw this scene, her small face was full of disdain, and she didn't worry about Chen Zhengan's danger at all. She only had contempt for the quasi-sanctuary of the Ming Lan!

"Quasi Saint? Garbage! Can you move this guy? Ben Shengji gave you a source of bitterness!"

Almost at the same time, the indifferent woman in front of Chen Zheng was also extremely disdainful!

"Night Lantern Zhunsheng shot himself!"

"That kid is about to be caught!"

"As long as the scary woman doesn't stand on that boy's side, that boy must...um!"

A few golden immortals in the Shinto League and the Supreme Hall above have a more smiley moment, but suddenly all the expressions are frozen!

"Ok?"

On the bitter seaside!

The quasi-sacred hand of the Nether Lantern was caught on Chen Zheng's shoulder. Originally, Chen Zheng was supposed to be directly caught on the bitter sea and threatened the little girl.

A quasi-sacred catch!

Not moving at all!

"This seat is a quasi-holy! Move this seat!"

The quasi-sacred face of the Nether Lamp sank, and I tried to grab it again, trying to lift Chen Zheng!

however!

Chen Zheng is still!

"This kid..."

Above the bitter sea, Li Zhunsheng raised a brow.

"I remember Zhun Deng has a hobby and loves role-playing. When I used to accept the disciples, I obviously chose that disciple, and deliberately disguised as multiple characters to test the disciple. At this moment, it is deliberately... ."

Van Gogh quasi-saint frowned slightly.

"Humph! Phantom lamp, Mo is going to drag on again!"

Patriarch Wan sneered.

"Ben Shengji's bitter sea can't move this guy, and you can move this guy as a quasi-holy? Rubbish, go home and practice for tens of thousands of years!"

On the bitter seashore, the woman watching Chen Zheng in front of her at this moment glanced disdainfully at the quasi-sanctuary.

"I don't believe me!"

The quasi-sanctuary of the Nether Lantern was ridiculed continuously, unable to hold his face, and screamed lowly.

unfortunately!

Chen Zheng is still immobile!

"what!"

"Move! Move! Give this seat!"

"move!"

One operation!

Nothing!

"This seat is a quasi-holy!"

Deep Lantern Zhunsheng took a deep breath and shouted at Chen Zheng!

"Oh." Chen Zheng smiled faintly: "Why is the quasi-holy man, even my monk, who is a virtual cultivator, can't move? It's not garbage."

"you wanna die!"

The Phantom Lantern of the Nether Lantern was furious and raised his hand to Chen Zheng!

boom!

Quasi holy blow!

when!

A loud noise!

A horror real element broke out!

However, Chen Zheng was still standing still, but the quasi-sanctuary of the Nether Lantern burst into a palm and was retreated by the horror real element!

On the earth that had been ravaged by huge waves before, at this moment a huge gully was drawn out by the quasi-sanctuary of the Lantern.

puff!

then!

Suddenly, a golden blood spurted from the quasi-san of the Netherlamp!

Quasi Holy Blood!

The color is golden!

The golden blood spattered on the red ground of the blood prison, and it was a little dazzling at the moment!

"Never possible!"

The quasi-sacred roar of the holy lights!

Ten thousand meters high!

All Golden Immortals in the Supreme Palace of the Shinto League are silentQinglian Daojun and the silver **** armor are also silent at this moment, they can't believe it!

This Nima!

A boy in the refining period not only blocked the quasi-Saint's blow, but also injured the quasi-Saint, and made the quasi-Saint vomit blood! Whoever believes this will not believe anyone who has seen it with his own eyes!

"The quasi-Saint can't do it, or you ancestor will try it."

But in the silence of everyone, Chen Zheng standing on the bitter seashore looked at the ten thousand ancestors above the bitter sea, and a light voice sounded!

Wow!

A lot of golden fairy uproar!

Qinglian Daojun and the Silver God Armor are surprised!

This kid!

Is this kid taking the initiative to challenge Pharaoh Patriarch!