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The Dragon Spring Holy Emperor's interest was piqued, "Did you leave little Ruo Ruo alone so she could seal you in one go?"

Ling Jun shouted, "Enough. Furthermore, I will seal you right now. "

"I'm feeling guilty. I don't know who thinks about the Little East Tower all day. " The thing that Holy Emperor Longquin was least afraid of was the threat of the spiritual world. "Only if you tell us all the secrets will we be able to determine why you were sealed."

"None of your business." Psionic angina pectoris. Why was it sealed? "As he went deeper and deeper into the world, he became increasingly lost in thought." To live is the truth. " The impact of this sentence was too great.

This was a very important question. After a night of questioning, both Tianhuang and the Dragonspring Sovereign took the initiative to ask about it. "In the end, I came to the conclusion that I could make even Ling Du spit out blood." "You are not human, you cannot ?"

"Tianhuang, if you come out, I promise I will let you have a child."

"Tsk, if you take a person, then you have the ability to do so." Tian Feng answered very straightforwardly. Not at all.

Wow, even Ling Du was coughing up blood.

"I'm sure you can't. Haha, your majesty is still a tree. " The Dragon Spring Sacred Emperor was absolutely evil.

Puff, another mouthful of blood. "My eyes are blurry." "All of you, shut up."

"Wow, Lingjun, are you maiming yourself? "Great, I will definitely help you exceed expectations." She woke up from her sleep. He slept soundly. When she woke up, she saw that everyone was vomiting blood. She was overjoyed.

"You don't remember yesterday?" Ling Jun wiped the blood off his face and looked at Fantasy Nun.

Yesterday? She immediately wrapped herself up in her clothes, "Y-you didn't do anything to me, right?!" "Wu, I'm someone of White Snow, how can you ?"

Ling Yu interrupted her crying. " Stop, you just slept. "

"I'm so pretty, how could you waste it? I... I seem to be fine. Ah, you Broken Sleeved Man, stay away from me. "

The spirit couldn't understand what the Lady Fantasy Nun was trying to say.

"Sigh, I'm guilty, I'm sleeping." The Dragon Spring Sacred Emperor seemed to understand.

The Lady Narcissist went crazy for a while and found that her soul had already disappeared. Only then did she heave a long sigh of relief. "Broken Sleeve Man, don't think about trying to trick my family's White Snow." Her eyes were filled with fascination. He pressed his fingers against the right side of his face and mumbled to himself.

When Ling Yunji saw that the Lady Fantasy Nun was infatuated with flowers, he left the room. He wanted to ask where the Five Saints Terrace was, but found that he did not need to speak. The news of the Constant Sea Red Rain challenging the rookie on land, Ling Jun, had already spread. Everyone rushed madly to the Five Saints Terrace.

Even a blind person would join in the fun? Are you really blind people? Looking at the surging tide of people, everyone felt that they were blind. The five colors were blinding. Perhaps only by closing one's eyes could one see the world clearly. Was the world really a mass of darkness?

On the Fifth Holy Platform, a platform that was over a hundred feet high and supported by five huge stone pillars. Located on the eastern edge of the island. Standing on the platform, he faced the vast and boundless sea.

The vast sea was steaming in the rising sun, and the vast jade-green waves were reaching up to the platform.

Fighting in a place like this was truly something that everyone looked forward to.

The sea belongs to men, and the sky is the best witness. A group of blind and unblind people were already sitting upright in the grandstands made of mountains five thousand feet away from the Fifth Holy Platform.

He wore a blood-colored robe, and his killing intent was boundless. Red Rain was ready to kill.

His white robes were untainted by the dust as his silhouette fell, landing on the godly sword. Spirit is also prepared to fight with his life on the line.

"You've recovered?"

"Alright."

"What else do you have to say?" These words were referring to his last words.

Ling Jun said, "This is a good burial ground."

At the end of his words, he coughed up blood. Red Rain vomited blood. Two bites.

The Spirit did not speak but drew his sword. He was amazed at Red Rain's perception, but at the same time, he respected her character. There was only one respect on the battlefield: death.

The spiritual world used the autumn water sword and not the Azure Frost Sword. Red Rain didn't even want to take advantage of two mouthfuls of blood. How could he use the Azure Frost Sword against an enemy?

Ling Jun's worries turned into the wrath of the red rain. He felt that he was being looked down upon.

Zheng, the two of them collided. Boom, the two were testing each other to see if they were on par with the other. After a brief collision, they all retreated back to their original positions. The distance was ten Zhang.

Hong Yu said without concealing her anger, "Why not use that sword from yesterday?"

"It's not too late to challenge that sword after winning." In order to arouse his anger, the spirits could only say something to hurt his self-esteem.

There was nothing more to say. He felt depressed. "It would be a humiliation if he were to say it out loud." Today, I will bury your legend in this place. "A sword beam." Huu, Red Rain's two hands that had been raised horizontally out of the air pulled out the three swords.

His hands crossed each other, turning the tides. Tremendous waves suddenly surged behind him.

Amidst the loud sound of the waves, the three swords pulled out long afterimages, constantly changing their positions. Chi, the afterimage actually twisted into a rope. It was not a rope, but a sword Qi. It wasn't just the sword qi, Red Rain's right hand sank into the sword qi rope.

He really did hold on to it. He held the three swords of the Sword Qi Rope in his hands as if they were in his hands. The most important thing was that it could be split into three parts and combined into one.

Three swords in one hand. The sword was connected to the heart. He had already comprehended the Profound Truths of the Unity Sword. The sword merged with the heart, and the heart controlled the sword. Whether it was offense or defense, everything was natural.

Ling Du felt as if he was battling against three Red Rain. Heaven Returning Shock could only be used to defend. Constant blows could appear from any part of the sword.

Zheng! He deflected the sword that went straight for his chest and a cold wind came from above his head. After neutralizing the attack from above, the crisis at the bottom of his feet appeared once more. Damn it, this person had prepared to fight against the two of them, the Green Frost Sword.

Clang! Clang! Clang! The sound of metal clashing covered the sound of waves hitting the shore. The flickering sparks shone brightly in the rising sun.

Red Rain's long-range suppression had a very good effect. At least, his spiritual energy didn't take a step forward for a quarter of an hour.

Just [Heaven Returning Heaven Shock] would not be able to escape from this strange sword technique. After activating the Carefree Saint Technique and moving between the three swords, Red Rain quickly discovered that the spirit was ready to attack. He pulled back with his right hand. Swoosh. Three sword strikes overlapped each other. He focused his attacks on the space between Ling Jun's eyebrows.

All I'm waiting for is for you to become one. Ling Jun's body suddenly became capable of twisting and turning at will. "With a few twists and turns, he was able to dodge the three sword attacks." "Break."

The sword attack that had erupted from Ling Jun had sent him flying. Swoosh, the three swords chased after Ling Jun who was flying backwards.

"You want to use that? "It's no good." Ling Du slashed out a vertical slash, splitting the Sword Qi rope in the middle, and then he shot out like a meteor towards the red rain.

Hu. As the sword qi was separated, the sword seemed to be more at ease, as if the restrictions on it had been released.

All of his spiritual energy rushed to Red Rain, and Red Rain's sword returned to his hand. Clang! Clang! Clang! The four swords collided. Flowers and flames continued to spew out.

Ling Jun gripped his sword with both hands to suppress the red rain, and his body was thrown back like red rain. He held a sword in each hand, and there was even a sword in his mouth. Three parallel swords blocked Ling Jun's attack.

Chi! Red Rain suddenly shook her head. The three swords released a sky-blue light at the same time. Not only did he stand up straight, he even forced his spirit back ten meters.

Woosh woosh woosh woosh. Red Rain stood up straight, her hands dancing in the air as azure sword beams recklessly flew about. "Layers upon layers of swords were woven into a net." The Sword of Dust. "