Chapter 137

"Meng Xuan, how powerful you are A cold voice came with a hint of irony. Meng Xuan turned slowly and looked behind him.

There slowly came two people, a man and a woman.

Wearing a long purple skirt, the nun is slim and full, proud as a little swan, and looks at Meng Xuan with her chin raised. There is a smile in her eyes, which is the snow falling for thousands of years.

And the male friars are very extraordinary. He is handsome, tall and upright. He wears a gold robe, a white jade belt around his waist, and carries his hands. His whole body is emitting a touch of golden light. A pair of eyes are dark gold, eyes are very cold.

Meng Xuan narrowed his eyes and stared at the male friar: "people from the ancient country of Jiuli?"

Jiuli ancient kingdom, one of the top ten fairyland sects in Baidi mainland, has the same strength as Yanfu ancient religion and Kaitian ancient religion. It only exists in the form of a dynasty.

The imperial family of Jiuli ancient country is divided into three huge counties. Loulan County, Yunzhong County, Datang county. Under the three counties, there are six. In other words, each county controls two major religions.

There are also two great religions in Yunzhong Prefecture. Xuanjizong and Longma ancient religion.

In front of this person, dignified, a look to know that it is Jiuli ancient kingdom Royal people.

"Yes, he is the prince of Yunzhong County of Jiuli royal family!" Qianqiu Luoxue looks at the nine princes and gives Meng Xuan a glance. Such status is more noble than the original Chunyu dream autumn. After all, xuanjizong was also under the management of Yunzhong county.

"You can call me prince nine!" The little princess said, looking at Meng Xuan with a proud look and a high attitude.

Meng Xuan was a little surprised that the Sixteen States of Youming were under the jurisdiction of Xuanji sect, which has always been. How many meanings does Yunzhong County stand up now? He also glanced at the snow, disdained to skim his mouth.

This woman is too snobbish. Always by men, constantly climbing up. Now she's attached to the nine princes. No wonder her attitude is becoming arrogant.

"What's the matter?" Meng Xuan asked.

Nine Prince Mou son suddenly change of sharp rise, drank a: "Meng Xuan, you bold, saw this prince, why don't kneel?"

He is very talented. He is only twenty-two or twenty-three years old. He has already stepped into the realm of eternal gods! Spirit breath release, pressure to Meng Xuan, suddenly drink roar: "to this prince kneel down!"

But then he was stunned for a moment, because when this breath pressed Meng Xuan, Meng xuansi didn't react. Standing there leisurely, looking at him with great interest.

"Meng Xuan, Prince nine wants to recruit you. This is an opportunity I've worked so hard to get. " Qianqiu Luoxue said, "I know the difficulties of xunzong now. You should not keep your possible self-esteem any more."

"There are nine gods in Yunzhong County, and your majesty has stepped into the realm of heaven and earth." Seeing that Meng Xuan was not moved by the snow for thousands of years, he continued to persuade him.

Not to mention Yunzhong County, xuanjizong alone is not what Meng Xuan can compete with at present. There are two cases in Yunzhong County, under which there are dozens of states.

This is a terrible force, which can gather at least dozens or even hundreds of immortal gods.

"Put away your useless momentum, it's useless to me." Meng Xuan's voice was cold, staring at Prince nine.

Qianqiu Luoxue leans on the nine Prince's side, and the little bird sighs: "ah, Meng Xuan, I only point out a way out for you because of my past love. Since you are so ignorant, I don't say anything

Meng Xuan looked at her impatiently: "are you qualified to speak?"

All the time, he didn't like the temperament of falling snow. It's very wordy. It's also vain and powerful. Since she began to climb Chen Zhulu, now she has climbed nine princes.

Qianqiuluoxue's face turned red and white, and his voice became sharp: "Meng Xuan, don't go too far! Now you, in my eyes, are just a lost dog. "

The ninth Prince chuckled and looked at Meng Xuan. His dark golden eyes were full of sarcasm: "Meng Xuan, do you really think I like you?"

Meng Xuan suddenly realized: "Oh, it's the same. You are only interested in my master, aren't you? "

As the son of the princess, the ninth prince must be cultivating his own power and strengthening his own wings to attack the royal family.

There is no top master in his hand. If he wins over Meng Xuan, he will win over Meng Xuan's illusory master. That's a master of dragon and elephant. It's a terrible help for him to attack the royal family.

The emperor of Jiuli is just the cultivation of the three realms of dragon and elephant!

The ninth prince took a look at xunquezong. He stretched his right hand and clenched his fist. He seemed to hold the whole xunquezong in his hand: "xunquezong, for me, is not worth mentioning at all. If I want to, I will be able to perish at will. "

"You can have a try." Meng Xuan slowly approached Prince nine.

Prince nine laughed: "Meng Xuan, do you really think you are an onion? To tell you the truth, I'm not afraid of your master. If you annoy me, the ancient kingdom of Jiuli will hunt you down. Now you have only two choices in front of you: submit to me or perish? "

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A clapping sound came, but the sword slave, who was watching coldly, clapped his hands.

The sword slave glanced at the ninth Prince and asked faintly, "little boy, your father doesn't dare to say that."

Nine princes this just saw the sword slave, the Mou son suddenly stares big, the body one shock: "you... Aren't you dead?"

"Thanks to your father, I can't die for a while and a half." The sword slave says lightly.

Meng xuandaqi, what is the identity of the sword slave. At the beginning, when several eternal gods saw the sword slave's hand, they were all very thrilled. Now nine princes see, still very shocked.

The ninth Prince gritted his teeth: "the traitor!"

"Is your father still at ease as a sheriff?" The sword slave's eyes are sharp, like a sharp knife, which plunges into the heart of the ninth prince.

Qianqiu Luoxue has seen JianNu many times and asked in a low voice: "who is he?"

"The old prince of Yunzhong County!" Nine princes facial expression is gloomy, "you have already fallen down once of realm, who can fear you?"? I'll go back now and tell my father to wipe out xunkaozong! "

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Meng Xuan stretched out his hand and slapped nine princes in the face. All of a sudden, he flew away and smashed on the side of the mountain, which shattered the mountain.

Prince nine was stunned.

Qianqiu was stunned by the snow.

Even the swordman was stunned.

The ninth Prince is a master in the realm of eternal gods, and has the blood of the emperor. In front of him, Meng Xuan seemed to be just a monk in Daotai state. But now, he was slapped by Meng Xuan?

Meng Xuan slapped nine princes and stepped on his face: "what bullshit nine princes, dare to threaten me?"

"Meng Xuan, you are crazy!" she screamed

The nine princes' bodies were trampled apart and embedded in the mountain. But he still did not give in: "Meng Xuan, I can guarantee that xunxiaozong is finished!"

Meng Xuan's eyes were full of murders. With one move, his fingertips were as sharp as a knife. Tianyi's knife breathed red light. I'm going to kill Prince nine.

"Wait!" A roar like thunder, and then a golden figure appeared, from the sky. This is a golden figure. His whole body was covered with divine flame, and his face could not be seen clearly. Behind his head, emerged several light wheels, spinning at high speed.

Waves of chanting came from him, like the whispers of ancient gods.

Behind him, he was followed by several followers, each of whom had the strength of eternal gods, supporting him. He was just like a God. His face was blurred and he couldn't see clearly.

"The treasure wheel of futu." The sword slave's eyes were cold.

"Seven elder brothers, blow him to pieces for me!" Roared the ninth prince.

The seven princes of Yunzhong county are also here!

Meng Xuan's face became more and more dignified. The seven princes were stronger than ye Wentian, the God of light who had been abandoned by himself. Even the breath is more terrible than the clouds.

His whole body is golden, and his Qi and blood soar to the sky. The wheel of Fu Tu turns behind his head and extends into nothingness. It is like the supreme secret force intercepting another dimensional space to nourish himself.

Seven princes, also known as putu fairy king!