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"Do I have a problem with this?" Jiang Zizi did not walk two steps to see the wind Xiaoyao, so he asked directly.

To tell you the truth, he hated to hear all this nonsense.

These people are really merciless to the nine immortals, are they so terrible.

Those obscene rumors are really heartless. But it's also human apathy.

"Whatever you want, as long as there are fewer dead people." Wind Xiaoyao rolled his white eyes, "people who chew their tongue are inferior all their lives. They have no future and nothing to waste."

"I want to ask about the curse maker." Jiang Zizi opens the door directly to see the mountain road.

Feng Xiaoyao nodded his head and said, "don't be so busy. If I knew, I would have saved her. To put it bluntly, I have also checked a lot, and I really can't help it."

"I heard that there are" six magic symbols "between heaven and earth. One of them is called" immortal talisman ". Can it protect her from death Jiang Zizi asked carefully.

"It's all legends. Where else. If there are, maybe. After all, the magic charm is from the ancient god, and the six magic charms are also from the ancient god. Maybe they can offset each other

Maybe he wanted to make Jiang Zizi a little bit hopeful, so he said this speculation.

"There's really nothing else to do?"

"If there is a way, why do other mantras still want to die after 30 years of hard work. Some things can't be controlled by manpower. If you want to be more open, just be happy and let her have a good two years. " The wind is carefree and helpless to shake his head.

"No way." Jiang Zizi lowers his head and is silent.

Feng Xiaoyao didn't say much. He patted Jiang Zizi on the shoulder and suddenly said with a smile, "you're good. Not long after you came here, you first came from the fifth level evolution source, and now you have defeated all my most talented sacrificial disciples. As my first priest, do you think about making some face for your God servant

"What can I do for you?" Jiang Zizi smiles.

He said it tactfully, which is for sure.

Feng Xiaoyao said: "this is not my business. Last year, I had a very fond disciple who was beaten up and had to be sent back to my hometown. The man also said that our Xiaoyao hall was full of rubbish, which made me angry. I can't eat or drink until today. "

"How thick skinned are you? What's the matter with the smell of wine all over your body?" Jiang Zizi sneered.

"Ha ha, it's hard to be a man. Don't tear it apart. But, seriously, I've been putting up with these grandsons for a long time. You have to help me out and let them see if there are talents in our Xiaoyao hall. "

Jiang Zizi knew that when he got the fifth level evolution source, he also helped himself to stop Xuancang and them.

I'm sure I can help you.

He is easy to say, but he must be popular. The key is that there are no sacrificial disciples who can support the Xiaoyao hall.

So he said: "it's my duty to be a leader in the Xiaoyao palace. However, I have low strength. If there are some advantages, maybe I can be stronger."

His suggestion is obvious enough.

"You are a chicken thief. I want you to help me and ask for my baby. However, as your God servant, I have never given you a gift. In this way, if you help me to handle it and come back, I will give you a "top grade monthly level battle formula". I just saw that your body method is good, but it is star level, and the upper limit is low. "

"It's done."

The body method of Shangpin Yuejue is very precious. It's just to give him gas. It's earned.

"Come on, who shall I beat?"

"I'm not alone. I'm going to the Xuanwu hall to challenge all their disciples."

"Damn it?" Jiang Zizi is confused. He regards himself as a God.

"At the beginning, that man also came to challenge all our sacrificial disciples. Otherwise, how could I have no face at all? You think it's so easy to make money on Shangpin's monthly level tactics. "

"What realm?"

"The third and perhaps the fourth. I've just become a saint. It's normal that I don't have a strong priest. Of course, the age limit is under 18. Over the age of 18, it has not been this level for a long time. "

There are three age levels for the sacrificial disciples of Shenzong.

Under 18 years old, 18 to 25 years old, 25 to 30 years old.

If you reach the standard, you will not leave at each stage.

The standard of 18 years old here is: the Ninth level of xuanmai state.

I can't get there. I'll leave.

They should still have a chance.

Jiang Zizi is now the top priority of the holy body state. To be honest, he is a bit adventurous, but since he has already boasted about it, he has agreed.

"Xuanwu hall, how can you be familiar with it?" He asked in doubt.

"You must be familiar with it. This is the old turtle's nest. It was Xuanye, his great grandson, who beat my disciples. That's the brother you met that urchin the other day. Xuancang, the old tortoise, has two sons. Xuanjun, the youngest son, died in the hands of Jiuxian. "

"You said it was Xuanwu hall, so I agreed directly." Jiang Zizi's eyes twinkled with evil spirit."Don't pretend. I don't believe you'll go without a formula." The wind is carefree and rolling his eyes.

At this time last year, I was yelled by a young boy, but there was no one who could meet the challenge. I was subdued.

He's been waiting too long for today.

"But Ling Shenshi asked me to keep a low profile. Is it too high profile to challenge? "

"Don't believe him. He's a low-key fart. If you feel uncomfortable, you can directly do it to them. Don't you do that today. Can you protect the people you care about?"

That makes sense.

Jiang Zizi turned around and left.

"Where are you going?"

"Xuanwu hall."

"Well, it's very brave. It's to my taste."

"I only ask, as long as you don't kill people, it's ok?"

"Yes."

Xuancang.

Jiang Zizi met him.

His son did this to Jiuxian. This family is rubbish.

After coming to Shenzong, Jiang Zizi was a little furious after knowing these things.

Now, all the time, he wants to beat people.

It may be the influence of the new totem, but there must be anger in his heart for the word destiny.

He and Feng Xiaoyao two people, in the animal god palace Street shuttle, from the Xiaoyao hall to the Xuanwu hall.

Xuancang is an old Saint servant. The scale of Xuanwu hall is much larger than that of Xiaoyao hall. There are many sculptures of Xuanwu deities and beasts.

It is said that this is a totem comparable to the dragon. If you look carefully, it is a tortoise and a snake. In the turtle's body, there are the head and tail of the snake.

In Xuanwu hall, solemn and solemn, the sacrificial disciples are seriously practicing.

Feng Xiaoyao walked up, and a middle-aged man came to inquire and was pushed aside by him.

"Xuancang old tortoise, your father has come to avenge. All the disciples under the age of 18 in Xuanwu hall will roll out. Today, your father's disciples will beat them all down."

Sure enough, he's really high-profile.

However, there is gratitude, revenge, is so natural and unrestrained.

"Life, you have to live like this to really be free and at ease." Jiang Zizi smiles.

People, why should we know that the sky is high and the earth is thick.

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