The sky is filled with black fog. 。 Satan-Augustus suddenly saw the black mist scattered from his hands, and the old skeletal face suddenly twitched into a shriveled ball. He screamed, "All the temples belong, retreat! Retreat! Blockade this place with an ocean barrier! Strictly prohibit anyone from entering or leaving! Damn it, if you want war, I'll give you war! Order the Doomsday Fortress and open fire in full swing!"

Han Xin frowned, and saw thousands of Sea Temple priests in sacrificial robes fleeing in embarrassment like rats of cats, and she swiped her fingers in the air a few times to bring back the black mist. Looking up at Satan-Augustus, who was trembling in the air, he said with a little curiosity, "Do you know what I spilled?"

Satan Augustus saw that Han Xin suddenly withdrew his hand, and a series of cold sweat suddenly flowed down his forehead. He looked at Han Xin with a slight tremble, and didn't say a word for a long time. After a long time, he said gloomily: "Of course, this is the most vicious 'Divine Tear' in your Great Xia Li Witch Palace, right? According to your statement, even if the Heavenly God touches this kind of thing, it will only end up crying and crying, because the Heavenly God will be poisoned to death by this poisonous leaf!"

Satan-Augustus, whose eyes flickered, hesitated a little, raised the golden scepter in his hand, and quickly put it down. He muttered in a low voice, "It doesn't matter if you are an envoy of Great Xia or not, but this is Atlantis, if you don't want us Atlantis to attack again, please restrain your behavior here." ”

Han Xin tilted his head and looked at Satan-Augustus, his face indifferent. She opened her mouth slightly, a faint layer of shiny saliva hung on her pale cyan lips, and she spat a saliva bubble, rolling her eyes and not bothering to pay attention to Satan-Augustus. She turned around and walked towards Xia Jie, who was stiff all over, bent down and grabbed Xia Jie's neck and carried him to the palace. She was still angry just now, but suddenly she didn't bother to be angry with these seafarers. Han Xin now just wants to rectify Xia Jie.

Sanadan Augustus was so angry that the corners of his eyes jumped, and the golden scepter in his hand was raised violently, and he was about to order all the temple sacrifices present to attack at the same time. Looking at the chaotic crowd of people on dozens of streets near and far, and smelling the intoxicating fragrance still wafting in the air, it was too much for Satan-Augustus, the high priest who stood at the top of the temple of the Sea People, not to be angry. His scepter trembled in his hand, and he was about to swing it down.

An old man dressed in the same way as Satan-Augustus, but with a fresh, ocean-blue robe floating from behind, grabbed the scepter in his hand with one hand. The old man had a gloomy face, and said in a low voice, "High priest, now is not the time to completely turn your face with them. The Doomsday Fortress still needs less than half of the condensate, and the supply of food and water on it is also a big problem, not to mention all kinds of bullets. He gripped the head of the scepter vigorously and reminded cautiously: "You must know that our ground forces have almost lost all their combat effectiveness now! Most of the energy sources of energy weapons have been disassembled and sent to the factory. ”

After staring at the sea priest for a long time, Satan-Augustus nodded slowly, "Von Ya Reid... I'll give you another month at most. ”

Von Ya Raide bowed deeply, and he smiled: "Another month of delay, although it is still a bit rushed, but everything will be ready." ”

Sanatan-Augustus stopped talking, and he turned and floated towards the temple. After floating hundreds of feet, he said coldly: "I heard, they have overheard something." The deadline given to them by Han Tunggulas is also a month, right? Now any intrigues are useless, the final competition has to be strength, let's see if our Atlantis can overpower this damn Great Xia after thousands of years of dormancy. ”

He made it very clear that both sides already knew that the other side was stalling for time, so in the end, once the war started, it would depend on the strength of both sides that would decide whether the war would be won or lost. And, obviously, the sooner you start, the greater the advantage you will gain. Sanatan Augustus pursed his lips a little mockingly, and threw the last words at von Jay-Ryder: "I heard that your son Brad Rhett is still in the shape of a red boar?

Sanadan Augustus smirked and drifted towards the temple.

Von Ya Reid was so angry that he trembled, he stared at the back of Satan-Augustus fiercely, and said gloomily: "Hmph, when we defeat the Xia Kingdom, won't it be easy to break the curse? You old immortal monster, really we don't know what you did? Hmph, you have occupied the position of high priest for too long, right?"

An embarrassed Han Tunggulas appeared beside von Ya Ryder with a flash of water, and at the same time he appeared with nine other old men who were dressed similarly. They stood side by side in a row, looking out at the ghostly back of Satan-Augustus, with a hint of jealousy, a hint of fear, a hint of longing, and a hint of indescribable inexplicability.

After a long time, Han-Tunggulas said slowly: "Tomorrow, I will meet the envoys of the Xia Kingdom in the main hall of the Ocean Temple. No matter how things develop, the manners and manners of our Atlanteans must not be discarded. ”

Von Jay-Reid responded, "Yes, we in Atlantis, we can't be rude in front of their uncivilized barbarians. The High Priest wants us to launch a full-scale attack in a month's time, so well, well, we should be able to give them a little relaxation. ”

The other ten sea priests nodded yes at the same time, and von Jay-Ryder's opinion was unanimously approved.

Late at night, the stars in the sky twinkled behind a faint cloud. The fortress of Doom hung high in the void, and the reflected white light illuminated the land. Because of the angle, the fortress of doom seen in Atlantis is a curved arc, very beautiful, very beautiful, very poetic.

In this clear light, dozens of huge battleships slowly rose from under the sea outside Atlantis. Large water curtains spilled from the edge of the battleship, the sound of water roared like thunder, the water vapor soared, and dozens of battleships became hazy, making it difficult to see clearly. Flying more than a hundred miles high, these battleships were suspended there, and countless killer robots searched the battleships inch by inch before continuing to fly upward.

Xia Jie, who had turned stiff and turned woody blue, lay on the terrace of the bedroom, staring blankly at the process of the battleships taking off, inspecting, and climbing in the sky. Han Xin sat on the railing of the terrace, crossed Erlang's legs, supported his chin with both hands, and tilted his head to look at Xia Jie. With a bitter face, Bai obediently lay beside Han Xin, and his fingers slowly stroked Bai's head, and from time to time he grabbed the white top melon skin very 'affectionately', and pulled the scales on Bai's body 'pop'.

"Have you grown? Like those unsuccessful things, they dare to hook up with the women of the sea people outside. She hadn't even noticed the faint sourness in her voice.

Sour, sour out of nowhere. In short, when Han Xin saw the dozen or so beautiful and handsome seaman girls around Xia Jie, the anger in his heart rose. Perhaps, only Bai understands Han Xin's psychology better, this girl who has been pulled by a group of lonely old witches in the Li Wu Palace since she was a child, has already regarded Xia Jie as her own forbidden belly - just like Bai habitually urinated inside and outside all of Xia Jie's rooms to circle his territory, and Xia Jie's body also left a mark laid by Han Xin - well, in her heart, Xia Jie is a person from her Li Wu Palace, and it is her private belongings.

The white and tender little feet are more delicate than the half-cooked egg whites, and under the thin skin, the pale cyan veins are almost transparent. She has a very fresh aroma of grass and trees, a unique fragrance of cherished grass. Such a pink, white, and fragrant little foot, trembling and shaking, kicked and pounded on Xia Jie's head, making a crisp and subtle 'pop' sound.

Xia Jie was lying on the terrace, he really couldn't cry or laugh', he wanted to cry, but his completely woodened face couldn't show a trace of expression. The water in his body was imprisoned by the terrible woody magic power, and no matter how sad and angry he was, he didn't want to shed a single tear.

Xia Jie was aggrieved, what did he do? Since his previous life, he has been a righteous man and a gentleman who has been clean and self-conscious, and he has never done such dirty things. More than a dozen seaman girls, he also passively touched people's chests, arms, or something, he didn't have the slightest intention of taking the initiative?

Fierce, the flower of Baihu, a good colleague and good buddy in his previous life, echoed in Xia Jie's heart again: "This pickled girl, the so-called beating is kissing, scolding is love." If a woman does something to a man all day long, then, with my experience in pickling girls since I was five years old, I can swear that woman has fallen in love with you. Maybe she doesn't know it herself, but surely she already has such a thing on her mind about you. ”

Qinglong, the head of the four phases, made an unusually incisive commentary on this passage: "Nonsense! If it weren't for the fact that the woman liked that man, and that man was not her son, would she have fun all day long?"

Xia Jie's heart was like numbness. He barely rolled his only eyeball, which could still move a little, and stared at Han Xin. This little girl, she doesn't really like herself, right? No, although she is too tall and has a majestic body, this is also full of pride, but she has no potential for a little white face at all, and she is a little girl who is very different from herself and is almost in two worlds, will she like herself?

In his previous life, how did he turn Xiaohua into his wife?

Xia Jie was stunned to think back to his emotional experience in his previous life, but it seemed that everything was so vague. Everything is like the moon in the water, the flowers in the mirror, it seems that those three colleagues of their own are doing some ghosts behind their backs, right? To put it simply, whether it is Xia Jie, or Xia Hou in the previous life, because of the relationship between cultivating the Xuanwu True Solution, the brains are about to turn into lumps, and for the affairs of these men and women, they are almost seven tricks through six tricks.

'Teng, Teng, Teng, Teng', the sound of dull footsteps came, and the basalt turtle lazily chewed a tender fruit, and slowly crawled out of the bedroom. He looked down at Xia Jie, who was lying on the terrace and couldn't move, and then looked up at Han Xin, who was constantly stepping on Xia Jie's head with his feet with an angry face, and slowly swallowed the pomace in his mouth. The Xuanwu Divine Turtle said very gently: "Xin, there is someone looking for Xia Jie outside, you let him get up." ”

He held his chin and narrowed his big eyes into a slit. She said reluctantly: "Oh, someone is looking for him, tell those fox friends and dog party to get out of me, otherwise come here to accompany Xia Jie." ”

The Xuanwu God Turtle shrunk his neck, glanced at Xia Jie with pity, and turned around to leave. He knows that this girl is not easy to mess with. Han Xin's cultivation is not as good as Xuanwu, and the weight of the soil energy in Xuanwu's body is at least hundreds of times that of Xuan Xin. But the mysterious witch of Xuanwu is something that Xuanwu absolutely does not want to provoke. He took slow steps, muttering as he walked, "Eh, that little doll seems to have something serious about the starling." Well, but forget it. No matter how big it is, can the sky fall?"

Suddenly, the sound of water waves sounded in the air, and gradually, the sound of the water waves became stronger and stronger, and finally became like a hurricane's stormy waves. The terrifying water-based spiritual power filled the room where Xia Jie lived, and the light blue water reflected the blue and faint face, which looked extremely mysterious.

Han Xin frowned, and she cautiously swung out two wooden thorns and held them in her hands. The wooden thorn was a little, and a wisp of light smoke shot into Xia Jie's body, and Han Xin stood in front of Xia Jie, and shouted coldly: "Pretend to be a ghost, come out." With a little on her right hand, a light cyan thunderbolt had already whistled out, blasting into a milky white shadow in the water waves that filled the room.

Xia Jie's body was swept up by the light smoke, and his body instantly returned to normal. He jumped to his feet, his hands clenched into fists, and carefully protected Han Xin's back. Bai jumped onto Xia Jie's shoulder, baring his teeth and making a 'squeak' sound, and wisps of blood in his eyes shot out far away. Xia Jie touched his white head soothingly, and shouted in a deep voice: "The sacrifices of the Ocean Temple, get out of Lao Tzu!

The Xuanwu Divine Turtle raised its head to the sky and let out a long groan, and where the majestic sound passed, circles of earthy yellow energy ripples were born out of thin air, and the huge, unimaginably huge earth-based Yuan Force repelled all the energy of other attributes in the surrounding space. The water waves in the room dissipated instantly, and a white figure danced and screamed, holding a pale cyan witch thunder and suddenly appeared. The young man who disturbed Atlantis was jumping around the room screaming and exclaiming, "It's going to explode, it's going to explode, help! How can there be such a vicious thing in the world?"

With a cold snort, he pinched the witch trick and was about to detonate the wooden witch thunder that the young man was holding in his hand. With the strength of Han Xin, if this hastily emitted witch thunder broke out, it was enough to annihilate all the vitality within a radius of dozens of miles, and the power was terrifying. In her heart, she was surprised, this young man was so powerful, he was able to wrap the witch thunder she emitted with a layer of extremely tough and feminine water-based power, this cultivation was amazing?

With the same cold snort, two yellow rays of light shot out of the eyes of the Xuanwu God Turtle, firmly fixing the young man in the yellow light. Those two yellow rays of light were as strong as gold, Tu Ke Shui, this young man's whole body was extremely pure innate sunflower water aura, and he couldn't move immediately. Xuanwu opened his big mouth and sucked at the cyan witch thunder, sucked the witch thunder into his mouth, and swallowed it in one gulp. He turned his head and shook his head gently at Xianxin, and said slowly: "Little girl, it's too vicious." Hmm, those of us who are cultivating beings, it's better not to commit suicide in vain. Heaven, there is the virtue of a good life!"

Xia Jie, Han Xin, and Bai rolled their eyes at the same time. On the mountains of the barbarian country that day, it was this old man's gentle slap that almost turned the unlucky calf into meat sauce.

The young man was frightened, and his body turned into a wave of water, scurrying in the yellow light and trying to slip away. But what kind of cultivation is the Xuanwu Divine Turtle? Although his realm is also the realm of a cultivator in the human world, in terms of his ontology, the Yuan Force in his body is too strong, how can an ordinary cultivator compare to him?

Zhao Gongming's dragon rope failed to bind this young man, but the two eyes of the Xuanwu Divine Turtle firmly fixed him in place. The young man couldn't help but cry out in horror: "You, what do you want to do? That big man, you, you said that you asked me to be an official, and I came to you, you, you, what are you arresting me for? I, let me tell you, my jellyfish are not easy to mess with!"

"When Hongmeng first opened, was it an innate jellyfish one of the Five Elements Yuan Spirit?" He glanced at the young man deeply, smiled and said, "This fellow Daoist, he is poor and polite. Poor Dao sees that the innate aura of the Taoist friend is extremely strange, and he is a person with a great foundation and a great fate, can he be willing to join my sect of expounding?"

This Taoist friend, if you worship my master as a teacher and enter my sect to intercept the sect, my Duobao is not a stingy person, there are two hundred powerful magic weapons here, I will give them to you. Duobao Daoist hurriedly rushed in with a full body of Xia Guangrui Qi, he was like a merchant selling groceries, and there were two hundred magic weapons floating around his body that exuded extremely powerful aura fluctuations. Judging only from the fluctuations of aura, each magic weapon has a power close to that of an innate level treasure.

Guang Chengzi glanced at Duobao Daoist unhappily, and he sighed: "Senior Brother Duobao, why do you want to fight with me about this? You are full of talents, do you still lack this Taoist friend?" Speaking of the words 'full of talents', the faces of Guang Chengzi and Duobao Dao people became extremely weird.

Duobao Daoist twisted the muscles on his face, and he also said with a smile: "Speaking of talents, how can we compare our sect interception with your teachings, senior brother? Senior brother also knows, my sect is lacking some elite disciples, this Taoist friend will definitely have great achievements in the future, and if he enters my sect interception, he will definitely be reused!"

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