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"Hongling, the disciple of the tenth Yanjun of Fengdu, your royal highness, if you take up the words you just said and convert to my Buddha sincerely, then I can ignore your speech mistakes. If not, if you are just angry, you will die!"

No flower is sensing the continuous raging breath of Hongling, and there is a dazzling glass light on the whole person's body, which makes his bright Buddhist kingdom burst out strong divine light.

Hum, the transparent blade of the pharmacist's glass was burning with fire, and it constantly released a huge sense of the sword, which made the young Buddhist monk holding the sword look like a god punishing the world, making the whole void tremble with it.

What responded to this man was the light of the sword which broke through the sky rapidly. Those long swords were like deep-sea fish. At this time, they brought a terrible storm of dark gold sword, constantly breaking up the Buddha Dharma images that appeared in front of him, and went towards no flowers.

"Master Wu Hua, what I said by Hong Ling will never be taken back. If you are not satisfied, you can show me the killing and robbing of Bodhisattva with low eyebrows and golden and angry eyes. I'd like to see whether your boundless killing and robbing is more powerful, or the God of sorrow in my hand is sharper!"

Hung Ling was left in the air and sneered. At this time, Hong Ling was independent, and there was no one else in the whole body. However, the terror and war spirit of her whole body made the whole kingdom of God shake and shake endlessly.

Bang, the sword storm finally burst into the void above the Buddha kingdom without flowers, so that many golden lotus flowers in it were constantly broken and floating, which covered the Holy Buddha light bit by bit.

The young Fanxiu still held the sword and looked coldly. Until the first sword almost penetrated his brow, Wuhua quickly took the knife and smashed a dark golden sad sword with a bang.

He is like a tenant who trims the garden with a knife. He constantly breaks down the long sword that comes out of the storm of dark gold sword. However, his body is still standing still under the erosion of sword meaning.

In this man's body, the body refining method that Fanxiu was good at finally broke out to the extreme, so that Hongling's sword meaning could not hurt him in a short time.

"Fierce guy, although I really want to fight you well, I don't have time now, so master Wuhua, you should be careful. If you die carelessly, don't blame me for being ungrateful!"

Hongling looked at the no flower with golden light all over his body, then reached out to condense the Xianxian sword, which slowly gave birth to a terrible sense of bloody sword.

It belongs to the unique law of the eclipse of heaven. At this time, it was constantly covered with this artifact, which made it break out with extremely powerful demon power, which made Hongling's plane and kingdom coagulate with blood.

"Demon? Your power, how can there be a demon breath

Carefully sensing the blood Demon power that is about to cover the void, Wu Hua suddenly frowns, as if she is very sensitive to Hongling's law of natural erosion.

"Very simple, because, I am a demon!"

With a gentle smile, Hong Ling turned to slowly raise the Xianxian sword, making it continuously gather the power of the whole plane God Kingdom, and burst out a monstrous blood.

Brush, the body quickly stepped into the air and burst out, the eyes of the matchless son ignited a strange blood fire, the whole body killing intention is vertical and horizontal.

"Evil block, you don't know how to go back. Do you want to make mistakes again and again?"

Sensing the power of the monster, Wu Hua's whole face coagulated, and then quickly rushed to Hong Ling to drink, intending to stop this man's attack.

It's not that Fanxiu didn't want to attack Hong Ling, but he was in such a state that he couldn't spare his hand to attack Hongling. The powerful dark golden sword storm had already crushed Wuhua and his pharmacist's glass blade to death, and could not be distracted from the next attack.

"Even if you are wrong, then what? If you kill you, you will be wrong again and again, and it is worth it!"

With a cold sneer, Hong Ling had already broken into the sacred Buddhist kingdom with her sword, which made the plane full of golden wish force burst directly, and was dyed red by the mysterious law of natural eclipse. And the no flower, which dominates the Buddhist kingdom, was watching the magic sword stab quickly.

Pooh, the scarlet tip of the sword penetrates the flowerless laryngeal knot and stabs out from the spine of its back neck. There is also golden Buddha blood on it. It looks very strange.

At this time, the young Buddhist monk was stiff, and then quickly reversed the pharmacist's glass blade, and with a hissing cut at Hong Ling's chest, the matchless son raised his eyebrows slightly, but he did not avoid it.

There was another dull, bloody sound, but Hongling's chest was cut open by the flowerless pharmacist's glass blade. The bone was visible in the wound, and even the sternum was broken and fluctuated with the breath.

Hum, he hummed in a dull voice. Hongling's mind moved, and the sword's meaning on the Xianxian sword broke out, which made the sword burst into scarlet glow.

Bang, no flower neck suddenly cut to pieces, so that his head and body separated, quietly suspended in the Buddhist kingdom.

As for the matchless son of the world, he just burst out the power of trapping the immortal sword. The blade cut on his body by the blade of the pharmacist Liuli also gushed out a strong sense of knife, which stirred his chest into flesh and blood.

The body quickly retreats, the two masters are quickly away from each other, for fear that they will find their flaws and be wiped out by them.

Hu, Hong Ling gasped and looked at Wu Hua with dignity. This was the first time he had a face to face with this man. Although he had not used all his strength, he had a deep understanding of the horror of the Brahman.The pharmacist's glass blade was too strong. If it was urged by a stronger Buddhist monk, Hong Ling was afraid that he would not be able to fight against this magic weapon. However, Wuhua himself did not seem to release the power of this sword to the extreme. I don't know whether he is worried or not.

Gu Gu Gu, the broken flesh and blood of the chest constantly wriggle, rapidly interweave and join together, and then are filled and covered by new body again. When Hongling quickly withdrew from the flowerless plane Buddhist kingdom, his wound was healed.

Wuhua is still quietly in his Buddhist kingdom. His hanging head slowly recites the ancient scriptures, which makes the headless body below ignite a golden flame, and slowly bathes in the fire to grow a new head.

When the new head replaces the original one, the suspended head is rapidly weathered and instantly becomes constant sand dispersion.

The two young masters are far away from each other. They are considering the possibility and cost of killing each other. However, after thinking for a long time, they still don't continue to fight. Obviously, they still have some scruples.

"Master Wuhua, this is just a warning. I don't care what kind of belief you have, or your illusory universal ambition, you'd better not provoke me again. Otherwise, even the ancient Buddha will be quiet, and you will be no exception under my sword!"

With a cold hum, Hong Ling directly breathed and fell toward the 15th floor of hell. He didn't even pay attention to the hesitation of no flower, but the terror and killing intention that lurked in his whole body shocked the young Brahma.

"Amitabha

No flower declared a Buddha's name, finally or soft, did not dare to continue to hand, but slowly disappeared in place.

Her body quickly falls into the 15th layer of hell. Hongling looks at the blue birds and others who are waiting together in the distance. Finally, she breathes a long sigh of relief.

As long as these guys are all right, as for the Fanxiu, if he still dares to come, he must not die with him. However, it is doomed for a long time, isn't it? In order to save Su Yu, he is already ready to fight against anyone.

"Son in law, the little bald head is gone?"

Seeing Hong Ling coming back unharmed, Qingniao looks at him in surprise. With his flowerless temperament, he should not be so easy to be soft. Did his son-in-law awe the Brahman?

"Well, don't worry about him any more. If you meet him to make trouble in the future, you can kill him. If it's no flower, I'll be responsible for it!"

Although not in a good mood, Hongling still closed his eyes and felt everything in this hell. The whole face was a little awe inspiring, or some difficult to adapt to.

"How can there be so many masters, only in the realm of God, no less than hundreds of people, and the realm of heaven, there are dozens, even the realm of God King, there are several!"

"As a matter of fact, most of these people at present are experts who have been driven to the 15th floor of hell. It seems that Miss Su Yu's own initiative has made these friars stay in the 15th floor for a while now, and they can't go any further!"

Ah Jiu seems to know something about the situation, and now he tells the news he has heard, which makes Hong Ling look pale.

"Su Yu did it in person, but the divine realm here has not been affected. She seems to have compassion for the enemy!"

Although she didn't want Su Yu to kill people, Hong Ling still felt that many of the monks here were very obnoxious. Most of them were to kill the girl. She was so stupid that she drove people away instead of erasing her. This is really too kind!

"It's a pity that we didn't find people from Tianting and the Western Heaven. His highness Qin Chen and Lu Wu, as well as Zhengfa Ming, were not here either."

Qingniao seems to be dissatisfied with the situation in front of him. He can only sigh and explore everything in this hell with his own perception.

Just as they were going to move on, a blood mist suddenly formed in the whole 15th layer of hell. Immediately, a huge pupil appeared in the sky and was quietly looking at Hong Ling below.

"Su Yu I've come to pick you up and go back! "

The matchless son raised his head and suddenly said gently to the huge eyes. His face was full of soft meaning.

Boom, a burst of extremely violent God light suddenly gushed out from the huge eyes, making the whole world change. And the Xianxian sword in Hongling's body is also constantly singing and trembling, as if to fly towards it.

He tried his best to suppress the sword, but Hongling did not dare to let the Xianxian sword leave. If he lost the powerful artifact, which is one of the four swords for killing immortals, he would not be able to fight against the top masters like Lu Wu and zhengfaming, and could not suppress those tianwai friars at the same level.

"The emperor's son-in-law must guard the Xianjian well, otherwise, the efforts of his highness Yue and his highness peacock Daming will be in vain!"

On the earth, Qingniao and ajiu simultaneously activate the magic weapon to continuously dissolve the divine light suppressed on Hong Ling, which gradually calms down his look. At this time, the consciousness of the youth has already touched the bloody pupil and fell into a dream.

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