Li zedao felt powerless and continued to curse his mother.

At this time, the master of Wuming gate glanced at the bottom and said, "here we are."

The red cloud, which was high above ten thousand feet, began to fall down rapidly.

After banzhuxiang Kung Fu, the leader of Wuming sect falls to the ground lightly, followed by Li zedao, just like an inseparable bodyguard.

A ghostly figure appeared in front of the Wuming sect leader. This old man was wrapped in a black robe and had several disgusting sarcomas on his ugly face. From time to time, the old man protruded a forked blood red tongue, which looked strange and terrible.

"See the master." The old man bowed respectfully.

He looked up at Li zedao and nodded his head friendly.

Li zedao's face was cold and nodded in response. Although I haven't seen him, I know his identity.

Sure enough, Wu Ming said, "this is Jai canthus, the elder of xiumen. Before entering the Dragon City, if you need anything, just tell him. He will satisfy you unconditionally."

"Yes." Li zedao bows.

"No doubt?" The master of Wuming asked casually.

Li zedao is not sure who is the brother who is missed by the leader of Wuming sect. However, those who can be missed by Wuming naturally have their own outstanding points.

Jai Cantha's face turned white, as if he was afraid of Wuming sect master's anger. He bowed his head and said carefully: "sect master, don't confuse him Seriously injured. "

Wuming's brow was slightly picked, and his voice was still dull: "where's the one who hurt?"

"I broke two people who were the best in Lingxian mirror, and finally won her." His voice became cold and his eyes were red.

Just like the injured wolf in front of the wolf king, dead to suppress their wounds and murderous.

"What cultivation?"

"The highest level of spiritual cultivation."

"I'm really a little curious. Who is the God's pride in the realm of God? He is just a top-level cultivation in the realm of spirit and God. He can hurt my xiumen seriously. He is known as the top-level cultivation in the realm of spirit and God. He is not confused. He has to break two top-level cultivation in the realm of spirit and God before he can win Is that Tianjiao too strong, or are you too weak after all? " Wu Ming looked down at him.

Jaime canthus felt that his head became heavy and abnormal. He lowered a few points and said, "I'll bring the man here."

Li zedao silently felt sorry for the strong man who had the highest level of spiritual cultivation. He was able to kill the man who was valued by the leader of Wuming sect, and he also damaged two strong men who had the highest level of spiritual cultivation before they were captured. He had a very high level.

It's a pity that he will die after all.

After a stick of incense, Jai canthus appeared again, and the thin palm of his big hand was holding a person like a chicken.

The God domain Tianjiao, who had severely damaged the three strong men in xiumen, turned out to be a woman.

The woman's hair is scattered, her face is very white, her eyes are closed, and there is a trace of blood in the corner of her mouth. Her breath is as if it were nothing. It is obvious that she has been hurt a lot.

In a flash, Li zedao was struck by thunder, and his body trembled uncontrollably.

His mind roared violently, his eyes were round, and he couldn't believe it was true.

This woman is not Nangong Meili, who just separated?

Then, Li zedao's eyes became scarlet out of control, and his murderous spirit could not be stopped in any case.

Li zedao is out of control.

He forgot his identity at this time and what gaffe meant to him.

He took a step forward, even directly around the tall figure in front of him, the soul sword on his back did not know when it had been pulled out.

His bloodthirsty eyes were staring at jair, saying word by word, "let her go!"

Jair canthus seemed to have known for a long time that this young blood should have such a reaction. He said faintly, "what do you say?"

"Let her go!" Li zedao is still these three words, but his murderous spirit is more and more strong, holding the hand of the soul sword, more and more tightly.

Jaime was not moved, he directly ignored the existence of Li zedao.

Li zedao's breath became short, and his hand holding the soul sword was blue. He was on the edge of a violent walk, desperate.

After coming to this divine realm, Li zedao did become cold-blooded, but not unfeeling.

So, it's doomed that he has a fatal weakness.

At this time, a terrible pressure suddenly shrouded Li zedao's body, which made his breath stop. His face turned red because of his excitement was as white as paper, and his body trembled involuntarily.

A moment later, his legs, shaking like chaff, could no longer bear his body. Li zedao's knees fell heavily on the ground. Then, the terrible invisible pressure bent his spine bit by bit.His scarlet eyes, nostrils, ears and corners of his mouth all slowly shed blood and looked terrible.

"For the sake of your excellence, I can give you a chance to explain." The voice of the leader of Wuming sect is still dull, without the slightest surprise.

Li zedao's heart was cold, and his teeth were almost crushed by him. He was so regretful that he wanted to give himself a few ears.

Finally, it was careless, which led Nangong Meili into such a crisis.

After all, his heart was strong enough, so Li zedao soon calmed down.

Li zedao is quite sure of one thing now.

Just as Nangong Meili worried before, they really began to doubt him. No, they were sure it was him.

The reason why they didn't kill him was that he was valuable to them.

So whether it is to participate in the hunting war, or to sneak into the Dragon City, it is to make him the spy.

But as strong as the eight messengers, they didn't completely control his grasp, so they captured Nangong Meili.

Li zedao knows that Nangong Meili was captured by the master of Wuming gate as early as in Buzhou mountains.

Otherwise, with her speed, how could she come to the Xun tribe thousands of miles away in less than one day? Even if she had that speed, she had no motive to come to Xun tribe.

That kind of agreement, in the eyes of the owner of Wuming sect, is no different from waste paper.

It's up to you to cut the leeks Unless the eight spirits are present.

As for why the master of Wuming arranged such a boring play for Nangong Meili He is a strong person in the field of quasi cultivation. It's quite a loss of status to fight against the strong person in the cultivation of lingxianjing, not to mention a woman with the highest level of cultivation in the spiritual realm.

So he did such a childish thing.

As for the pill taken before, which is said to eliminate the special smell of the Nuwa family, it is also a fake.

Li zedao knows that the leader of Wuming sect didn't want to make himself confess his identity, and he didn't want to kill himself. He just wanted to give him a reasonable reason for his gaffe.

Therefore, Li zedao said, "because she is my life-saving benefactor!"

He tried to raise his head and look at the wooden eyes of the owner of the Wuming sect. Looking at the eyes of the enemy would make him more confident.

The wolf can't beat the tiger, but the wolf dares to look at the tiger with fierce eyes, not provocation, in order to express his courage of not afraid of death.

But his head seemed to weigh thousands of gold. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't lift his head.

The owner of the Wuming sect seemed to believe it and asked, "when I was in the Buzhou mountains?"

"Yes! Although she is from the divine realm, I owe her a life and should pay her back. " Li zedao's voice became hoarse, like a beast.

"You're right, but Childish, stupid. "

The owner of Wuming said, "but I like you. For a long time, I haven't found any better blood than you. So I won't embarrass this woman. I will take her to a safe place, treat her well, and let no one invade her. After you come back from this mission, I'm handing her over to you to let you Well, repay her for saving her life

When the leader of Wuming sect said "repay", his tone became heavier, as if he was mocking and disdaining.

"Yes Li zedao worked hard to squeeze out this word.

"Do you know what to do?" The leader of Wuming sect glanced at Li zedao.

"I know!"

After a moment of silence, Li zedao squeezed out a few words in his hoarse voice: "I can disturb the whole dragon city, but there is a bottom line for everything."

This is a warning, but also a threat!

Li zedao suddenly didn't want to play any more. He wanted to let the terrible strong man know that if he really touched his bottom line, he would become terrible.

What's the bottom line? The bottom line, of course, is the woman who is seriously injured.

Like hearing some funny joke, the dull face of the leader of Wuming gate bloomed, and then recovered.

He didn't expect to say that there were so stupid spoony people among the descendants of Nu Wa. Didn't he know that once he was spoony, he would be completely bound?

He did not expect that this excellent young man was even more shameless than he had imagined.

Bottom line? Let's not say whether you are qualified to talk about the bottom line with me, let's say whether you have face.

The leader of Wuming sect was too lazy to play any more and said, "when it comes to the bottom line, seriously, you have stepped on the two bottom lines of my Nuwa clan."

Li zedao was silent. He naturally understood what the two bottom lines were.

"Of course, I will not step on your bottom line.""However, I don't understand why the old ghost reminded me that he had already nailed a nail to xumiyu when he met the old ghost and the disgusting golden turtle in the desert that day. Did he have too much confidence in you, or did he have a bad conscience? Please remind me?"

The master of Wuming sect is really puzzled about this matter. The other seven sect leaders couldn't understand what the old ghost wanted to do.

Li zedao's pupils were round, his heart was like a heavy blow, and his face turned pale.

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