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A red light came from far and near, and in the blink of an eye, it reached the front of the court, and when it turned in the air, it fell towards the tree.

The flames soared into the sky, the clouds and light spread out on both sides, and Jing Younan stumbled out, his hair scattered, his face pale, and his eyes dim.

"What a powerful mother-in-law. Jing Younan coughed a few times, his chest ached, although the spirit weapon Jiuyao Ming Emperor Mirror resisted most of the thunder power, but only the remaining little bit also made him injured a lot, and his arms could barely be raised.

Sitting cross-legged under the flower tree, Jing Younan pondered for a moment, and took out the Donghua Ciguang Star Ruler, which contained a fist-sized golden liquid, crystal clear, and always exuded an intoxicating fragrance.

"It's a pity," Jing Younan sighed, opened his mouth to inhale, raised his neck, and swallowed the entire golden liquid.

Suddenly, a huge vitality rushed out from the dantian, along the meridians, through the limbs and hundreds of remains, nourishing flesh and blood.

Half an hour later, Jing Younan opened his eyes, shining brightly, and the injuries on his body that had been struck by lightning had healed.

The golden liquid is the essence condensed by the magic weapon Donghua Ciguang Xingchen Ruler after devouring the demon Thousand Phantom Ghost Face, and he was originally going to stay to open up the sea of qi and be promoted to the first level of foundation building.

However, the plan has not changed quickly, and there are many dangers in the real house, and if you don't pay attention to it, you may fall, and recovering your body is a top priority. There is no way, it can only be used to heal.

"How many secrets are there here?" Holding a jade ruler in his hand, sitting alone under a tree, Jing Younan couldn't help but recall entering \u771

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The bits and pieces of the F house.

The He family sisters who met in the Yongle Palace, the information inadvertently revealed in their words, it can be known that this place is definitely not as simple as a prince's real mansion, and it is likely to be related to the layout of a powerful existence for thousands of years.

It's just that there is too little information to learn, and no matter how you look at it, there is a haze of seeing flowers in the fog.

At this time, I heard the neighing of strange beasts in the distance, the sound of hooves like thunder, and a golden chariot roared, shining brightly, shining in all directions, and the weather was myriad.

It was only recently that it appeared, and the exotic beast pulling the cart resembled a cow but not a cow, like a deer but not a deer, and there were lines under the abdomen, which was the deer rhinoceros that was nearly extinct.

"Ha," Jing Younan was happy when he saw it, and raised his hand to shoot out a red fire sword light, blocking the way of the deer rhinoceros.

"What person?" There was a sound of anger from the golden carriage, and I saw a beaded curtain lifted, revealing a handsome young man with a gloomy face, wearing a Yao Tianguan on his head, dressed in a five-colored brocade robe, and his slightly narrow eyes were sharp.

The young man was Song Yongkang, his eyes swept to Jing Younan, he was startled at first, and then he was furious, and said sharply, "Okay, it turned out to be you, and you came to the door to find death." "Hey, Song Yongkang, the peach blossoms are lucky, and there are also beauties in this ghost place. Jing Younan turned a blind eye to Song Yongkang's anger, but his eyes fell on the girl sitting next to him.

She is in her twenties, her face is very beautiful, her skin is delicate, the simple lotus leaf skirt wraps the bumpy and convex body, and the exaggerated curve between the slender waist and the plump buttocks is particularly reverie.

Seeing Jing Younan's presumptuous eyes, the girl in the lotus skirt was not shy, but boldly threw a wink, her dark purple cherry lips pursed, delicate, and there was a **** that you could taste.

Jing Younan held a jade ruler in his hand, his big sleeves fluttering, like a fairy, standing on the head of the clouds, and said in a loud voice, "Beauty, what future can you have with Song Yongkang, a short-lived ghost? "Giggles," the lotus skirt girl laughed and trembled, and said coquettishly, "Little brother, people only like strong men, but Brother Yongkang is very strong." "Haha, strong, look at me and beat him to death. Jing Younan looked up to the sky and laughed, the red light on the gate of heaven rose to the sky, when the sky turned into a giant hand, the five fingers stretched out, and the palm lines showed the terrifying scene of the sun and the moon rising and falling, rushing at the golden chariot, and shooting it fiercely.

"Looking for death," Song Yongkang wrinkled his eyebrows, grabbed it with his big hand, and the transformed sword qi burst out instantly, carrying the murderous aura accumulated by tens of thousands of fierce soldiers on the battlefield, and the cold light of the forest was overwhelming.

After breaking the oncoming big hand, Song Yongkang did not stop, silently reciting the divine mantra in his mouth, and endless killing qi surged from all directions, evolving into a blood-colored picture scroll of more than ten zhang.

When the scroll hung down in the air, between the runes flowing, there was a scene of swords and soldiers, millions of corpses, bleeding and drifting, and the wisps of blood and qi diffused, almost staining half of the sky.

The picture scroll hung behind his head, Song Yongkang was like a killing god who walked out of the battlefield, stepping on the mountain of corpses and the sea of blood, striding forward, and anyone who stood in his way would be killed without hesitation.

"Death," Song Yongkang's eyes turned into two blood-colored swirls, pointing at Jing Younan with his finger, his voice was deep and majestic, like a king on the throne, who spoke with his words.

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Jing Younan only felt that the top of his head was dark, the blue sky collapsed instantly, thick blood surged over, and the sound of fighting on the battlefield, roars, and wails shook the heavens and the earth.

Team after team of war spirit cavalry roared over, tall horses, iron helmets and iron armor, holding silver spears, and a chilling killing aura, gathered together, overwhelming, unstoppable. Jing Younan frowned slightly, and with a finger of his hand, a wisp of pure red fire true qi emerged from his fingertips, turning into an octagonal palace lamp, hanging above his head, protecting his body.

Any battle spirit that touches the scorching flame of the lamp directly melts into wisps of green smoke, hovers upwards, and disappears.

However, the war spirits seemed to be inexhaustible, and they were surging like a tide, wave after wave, covering the sky and the sun.

"Interesting," Jing Younan smiled, and sat cross-legged directly in mid-air, using the true qi in his body with all his might, and the flames rose.

The time was not big, and a fiery pillar of light went straight into the sky, reaching the sky and the earth, and the red light flowed like a wave.

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On the golden carriage, the beaded curtain was raised high.

Song Yongkang stood with his hands in his hands, the picture scroll behind him shrunk to the size of five zhang, and he kept squirming like a living thing, and the sound of Jin Ge Iron Horse came from afar, and the bloody atmosphere became heavier and heavier.

The girl in the lotus leaf skirt raised her pretty face, the surprise in her beautiful eyes flashed, and she smiled sweetly, "It turns out that Brother Yongkang can condense the blood map of the God of War, this is already a terrifying realm between Taoism and magic weapons." The girl's voice is tender and delicate, and the envy and excitement in her beautiful eyes are appropriately revealed, and the admiration of this beauty is enough to make any hero proud and ambitious.

Song Yongkang just smiled faintly and said, "Mei Niang, I heard that your Tang Dynasty's magic weapon of the twenty-four heroes has been promoted to the Dao weapon, once urged, the twenty-four heroes will go down to earth and form a large array, which can trap and kill real people, that is the real earth-shattering." ”

"Giggles, Brother Yongkang's God of War Blood Diagram will also grow into a Dao weapon. ”

The lotus leaf skirt girl Mei Niang was delicate and exquisite, and when she heard the strong ambition revealed in Song Yongkang's words, she smiled and flattered.

"The real mansion is changing, and the blood is soaring, which is a catastrophe for others, but I can't ask for it. If it weren't for that, how could the Transformation Sword Qi in my body go one step further and condense the Blood Diagram of the God of War?" Song Yongkang held his hands in a virtual position, and the scroll shrank again, the blood color inside almost condensed into substance, and faintly, a phantom of the God of War with horns on his head raised his head and roared, but his eyebrows were not clear and he was slightly dull.

"God of War Phantom? That boy who doesn't know whether to live or die is dead. Mei Niang saw the phantom of the god of war appear, her thin eyebrows raised, and she made a judgment.

She knew that once Song Yongkang's cultivation of the God of War blood map was reduced to within three zhang, the God of War Phantom would give birth to facial features, and it would burst out with unparalleled power, if she was trapped in it, let alone a teenager who had just stepped into the foundation building realm, even a monk who had been consolidating in the foundation building dual realm for decades, would also suffer a big loss.

It can be said that as soon as the phantom of the god of war comes out, the power of this Dao technique reaches its peak, and the terrifying squeezing force will shatter the monk's body.

"It's a pity that a young man is quite handsome\

13netbsp; u3oo2" Mei Niang sighed, and then left it behind, good-looking and can't be eaten, in this world, power is king, this is the most real.

"I'm going to refine this abominable boy into a blood map, and let the god of war tear his flesh and burn his soul in one bite. Song Yongkang smiled suspiciously, he has always been ruthless, and he has always used the most cruel means to torture him to death.

"Giggles, I like it," Mei Niang stretched out her lilac tongue and licked her purple lips, her beautiful eyes revealing excitement.

Among the six royal families, the princesses are not compatible with gentleness and humility, they like excitement, cheering for blood and killing, and every year in the royal gladiatorial arena, the most bold shots and the loudest cheers are always this group of princesses who usually look graceful and luxurious.

"Please enjoy it quietly," Song Yongkang bowed, making a ceremony for a warrior in the gladiatorial arena to present the victory to the princess, and the head held high was a nightmare for every opponent.

Mei Niang also cooperated to stand up, lifted the hem of her skirt, her round and slender beautiful legs were glowing with jade, and the scenery at the root of her thighs was in full view, and she said softly, "Dear warrior, I belong to you alone tonight, please show your strong physique to your heart's content." ”

"Haha," "Giggle," the two of them laughed out loud after doing this, they were both regulars in the gladiatorial arena, and seeing this scene directed by themselves, there was a kind of satisfaction and joy of reminiscing about the good old days.

"When you go out, you must hold the most huge gladiatorial event, watching the warriors fight every day, the flesh and blood collide, oh, think about it and die happily. Mei Niang bit her purple cherry lips, her reputation for love and excitement is very famous in the six royal families.

Song Yongkang stepped forward, grabbed Mei Niang's small waist like a water snake, leaned into her ear, and said, "Isn't this real mansion itself a gladiatorial arena, the geniuses of the six royal families, the natives in the secret realm, fighting for life and death, are far a hundred times stronger than ordinary gladiatorial battles, a thousand times stronger." ”

"Yes, this is the gladiatorial arena, an unprecedented gladiatorial arena," Mei Niang ate and smiled, her eyes were like silk, when she thought of the stimulation, she was soft, full of spring, and longed to come to a hand-to-hand fight.

Song Yongkang smiled, covered the plump buttocks of the beauty in his arms with his big hand, and kneaded it vigorously.

Thorn,

What responded to him was not the tactful **** of the beautiful woman, but the simple and rude tearing of the cloth.