Strongest Abandoned Son

The first four seven eight chapters of the Xuanling Ridge of the true monk (3,873 votes plus)

Knowing that this stone tablet is the road down by Lu Zhengqun, and the heart of the magic array, Ye Moke will not let such a timed bomb bomb be placed here. He began to arrange the array directly, only the time of the two pillars of incense, the stone tablets that were not able to enter the past, were easily taken into the world of gold pages. He sealed the stone in the world of gold pages, and prepared to take time to study slowly.

After the stone tablet was taken away, Ye Mo’s eyes suddenly opened up, and the sand was still the sand. The sand soul beast was still the body of the sand soul beast. His knowledge is easy to sweep to the side and he can't see his head. The other side is where he just came in.

Ye Mo finally sighed. He quickly returned to the sand ladder and sealed the place completely, and then he retired.

The sand-soul beast was wiped out by him, and the stone tablet was taken away by him. The fairy who was sent by Lu Zhengqun was killed by him. Ye Mo estimated that the surname Lu had violently jumped at this time, and maybe he vomited three blood. That guy is so vicious, to destroy a whole world of comprehension, Ye Moxin also hates. At this time, he still has no ability to confront Lu Zhengqun. When he is repaired to the extent of this, Lu Zhengqun will wait to die. Such a guy, he is the same and will not let go.

Du Xiuying, who had just left the room and sat on the ground, immediately asked with amazement, "You haven't gone yet..."

Then Ye Mo saw a corpse not far from Du Xiuying, and the messy scenes around him. Obviously, there was a fierce fight here. Du Xiuying's face was a little pale, and her body was also hurt by a slight injury.

What died was a young female repairer. From her injury, she could see that the female repair was Du Xiuying, because he gave Du Xiuying two nine-level ice axes. The two ice arrows he also forgot from whom the ring was obtained. He didn't use it and threw it directly to Du Xiuying, and the female correction in front of him was under the ice arrow.

Du Xiuying saw Ye Mo came out, and immediately showed his joy and stood up and said: "Ye Big Brother, you finally came out."

"What is going on?" Ye Mo asked another question, but Du Xiuying had not answered yet. The two dawns are far and near. I came here in a flash.

A true monk, a monk who was repaired by a four-layered god. And the true monk has turned out to be a nine-layered cultivation, a little higher than Ye Mo.

"Who dares to kill my disciples." The true monk has not arrived yet, and the voice of anger has come. This nine-layered monk's face was dark, and he didn't know that his disciple was killed. His angry face was dark, or because his face was dark.

Ye Mo glanced at the two monks who flew over. Signal Du Xiuying to continue.

Du Xiuying knew that Ye Mo was so powerful, but she let go of her heart. She pointed to the four-layer monk who had just come to the virtual **** and said: "I am refining the flying magic weapon. This monk and the female practitioner on the ground came over. They both After the discussion, one wants my flying magic weapon, the other one wants. To..."

Du Xiuying did not say it, Ye Mo has already understood. He gave Du Xiuying the top-class flying machine. After the two monks came over, they saw Du Xiuying so beautiful, and there was a top-grade flying machine, and immediately tempted. Two virtual **** monks, to subdue a Du Xiuying should not have much problem. That female repair is definitely to fly the real thing, and the male repair may be to Du Xiuying's person, but also her ring.

It’s just that the two didn’t think of it. Ye Mo gave Du Xiuying something too much. Du Xiuying easily killed one of them with an ice arrow, and the other one could only escape. The origins of these men and women monks are obviously not ordinary. Anyone who just moved out is a nine-layered monk, and I don’t know where there are so many nine layers in Nan’an.

The nine-layered monk saw Ye Mo standing on the side of Du Xiuying, but he looked at Ye Mo with amazement and carefully found out that he did not know Ye Mo at all.

However, because Ye Mo is here, he did not come up, but stared at Ye Modao coldly: "Are you a true monk, do you not lose your body to the virtual **** monk under my door?" ”

Ye Mo sneered, and he was too lazy to answer. As soon as this real monk started, he immediately killed. He had just killed the monks of the Immortals, and would care about a guy who was really nine layers? The waters of the two monks were very heavy. Ye Mo guessed that the two men were also from the heartless sea. The monks from the unintentional sea did not know him.

The monk on the fourth floor of the virtual **** quickly said: "Master, the man is the woman who killed."

This black-faced true monk can not know that Du Xiying was killed, but because Ye Mo’s cultivation is not much different from him, he must make Ye Mo to make a statement. Now seeing Ye Mo, he is too lazy to ignore him, and his anger will come up.

He also ignored Ye Mo and said to Du Xiuying: "You commit suicide, I will leave you a whole body."

Du Xiuying countered without hesitation. "I am here to refine my magic weapon. Your disciples are coming to **** my magic weapon. Can I still not get back?"

"Our Dongfu is here. It's all our territory. If you are practicing at the side of our site, can we still not chase you?" The four-layered monk immediately said fiercely, obviously he thought that as long as Master is here, and the two monks opposite are also sent to die. Don't look at Master saying that the young monk is a true monk. He is so young, even if it is a real practice, there is a limit to it. In the hands of Master, maybe even a dozen breaths can't stand.

Du Xiuying heard this unreasonable words, suddenly ugly face, but Ye Mo did not speak, she did not open the rebuttal.

Ye Mo frowned and felt that something was wrong. A monk who was really nine layers would come to the cave to practice with his disciples. The aura of this place is so rare, even if it is a place to choose cultivation, it is impossible to choose to come to this place.

Ye Mo did not think that the monk on the fourth floor of the virtual **** was saying, because he heard the other party telling the truth, that is to say, their Dongfu is really here, and such awkward things must be problematic.

Seeing Ye Mo seems to have retreated, and did not refute his own words, the true nine-layered monk has a bottom. He once again said to Du Xiuying coldly: "If you kill, you must pay for it. Give you a time to commit suicide. Otherwise, I have to start. You will not have a whole body. You will become a blood fog."

Ye Mo, who has never spoken, suddenly whispered: "If you kill, you have to pay for it. You don't ask right or wrong at all?"

"Yes, in my eyes, killing people will pay for it. Even if it is my disciple, what about it? You can compare it with my disciples. Don't think that you are the real eight-layer, you have the money and me, if It angered me, you have to pay for it..."

This nine-layered monk felt that Ye Mo was far worse than his cultivation, and Ye Mo seemed to have a weak taste. Therefore, when he spoke to Ye Mo, he became more and more unkind and his tone was fierce.

Ye Mo smiled and suddenly raised his hand, and a wind blade sent out. The four-layered monk of the virtual **** did not react, and was completely cut into a blood fog by this wind blade. It was his master, and the nine-layered monk did not react. Or he reacted, but he didn't have a chance to save.

It is a sarcasm that a false **** monk dies under a wind blade. However, Ye Mo looked at the nine-layered monk as if he had nothing to say: "I also killed your noble disciple. Should you anger you? And I said so much, is it oh? You Come on, let me pay for it."

Du Xiuying ‘has slammed’ and laughed. She couldn’t see Ye Mo’s intentional deliberately. Otherwise, she would be able to care for a true monk with Ye Molian’s killing of nine realists.

The nine-layered monk of the black-faced face saw Ye Mo kill his disciples under his nose, and his face suddenly felt extremely shocked.

A wind blade came out, he did not have the opportunity to stop, showing that the other party's repair is higher than him will not be lower. He didn't answer Ye Mo's words at all. He gave a brown cockroach in the first place and stared at Ye Mo: "You?"

Ye Mo simply did not pay attention to the words of this black-faced true monk, even the magic weapon did not sacrifice, directly carrying his hand and asked: "Your Dongfu is near here?"

The black-faced monk nodded subconsciously and said, "Yes."

After he finished speaking, he felt that he was weak. He raised his tone and said: "Who are you? I know the famous monks in Nan'an, I am absolutely not so young."

When Ye Mo heard this, he knew that this black-faced monk had not been to Nan'an for a long time~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Otherwise, he could not say such a thing.

"Do you have any ulterior motives to establish Dongfu?" Ye Mo was not interested in continuing to waste time and asked directly.

"You." The black-faced monk no longer cares who Ye Mo is. The brown shackles in his hand bring a black shadow. It is only a moment, and the sky around them is gloomy. Only a faint light is left, and in this low light, countless gimmicks rush out from the brown scorpion of the black-faced monk.

Du Xiuying subconsciously played a cold war, she felt the coldness of the bursts. She is a pure Yin body, the same feeling can not stand this chill.

Ye Mo was only screaming, stepping out in one step, and smashing out without warning in his hand. He really didn't need any strength for this ordinary nine-layered monk.

The purple light flashed, and the overwhelming black **** seemed to be smashed back into the brown shackles by the leaves, and the sky was sunny again. The black-faced monk's face changed. He saw a lot of people using various methods to crack his eternal soul, but he never saw Ye Mo slashing at him, and by the way he broke the soul.

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