MTL - There Will Always Be Protagonists With Delusions of Starting a Harem-Chapter 168 Lovers from the true star
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The giant sword and the double-knife slammed together, and the two powerful Thunder spirits collided and swayed, driving the surrounding magic to drive clean.
The oriental book expression moved and quickly received the sword. Ye Zhizhou sneered and continued to wave his double-handed rush. "How do you feel that you are fighting with yourself?"
The familiar Lei Li spirituality came out from the double knives. The oriental brow jumped and looked at him helplessly. He waved his hand to the front and avoided the double-knife blade to hold him into his arms. Sorry, I thought it was the shadow created by the magic... How did you come out of the De Jong secret?"
"Less transfer topics!" Ye Zhizhou is still angry, turning the double-knife into a stick and wanting to lick his feet, angry and accused, "You didn't recognize me, but hit me! Say, how do you want to die?"
The Oriental book sighed and whispered something in his ear.
Ye Zhizhou's face was red, and the stick was turned into a light spot to recover Dantian. His eyes began to flash thieves. "This is what you said, don't let it go, don't tell me what I am doing low, double... cough, double what? Suitable."
"No." There was a smile in the eyes of the Oriental book, pinching his earlobe, "waiting for your baby."
Actually have to wait for the baby? ! In this way, the days when you can't eat them will be more than a few decades? Ye Zhizhou anger, lift his legs and step on him, "Cheat! You really don't love me, all, all..." They are not interested in themselves! The husband's life is not harmonious, but the feelings are taboo!
"We repaired the gap too big, and the double repair will hurt you." The Oriental book leaned closer to him and whispered again. "Xiaozhou, you have to work hard to cultivate... I miss you very much." back.
Ye Zhizhou was stunned by the warmth of his spray to his ear. He lifted his hand and pushed his face open. He said, "What are you doing? What occasions, everyone is still fighting hard with the magic. You are so over."
The wicked man first complained about the rogue... The Oriental book pulled down his hand and kissed the battlefield and said, "You came out just right. Yuantai made a lot of phantoms with magic, and must be cleared first."
"Simple." As a wind repairer sitting on the thunder of the spiritual powers, what is the magic, minutes.
The Oriental book loosened his hand, lest he disturbed him to release the spell, paused, and sneaked out to touch the tip of his long hair.
Ye Zhizhou turned back and yelled at him. "I am driving the sky, don't touch it!"
The Eastern Book laughs and withdraws his hand to protect him.
The wind that wraps the thunder of the thunder is quickly spread out, covering the entire battlefield along the thunderstorm net that was released from the previous book, sweeping away the magical air that floats in it. The monks who are fighting only feel the spirit of the earthquake, and the physical strength of the whole body has become more comfortable.
"Damn! It is Tianhe!"
"Come, let me know the demon!"
The red robe man whip his whip and stopped the magic repair that he wanted to escape. He sneered. "I am very curious about who the demon in your mouth is, and leave it clear to me!"
The magical preparation to be sent to the letter was only a small shackle. It was not his opponent at all. Only one face was killed and killed on the spot. He still did not let go, and seized the soul of the magic repair and searched the soul.
"Yuan, Taiwan!" Fingers imaginary collapse, the soul of the magic repair screams silently, distorted for a while and then dissipated between the heavens and the earth, "Tianhe is right, I am indeed an idiot."
He glanced at the Oriental book and Ye Zhizhou, who stood not far away, frowned, turned and flew in the direction of the martial art, and took out the notes. "Control Yuan Shu, don't let him go out and look for Yuan Tai! Yes, if you meet Yuan Tai... kill!"
The Oriental Book retracted the gods and sacrificed the flying instruments. "Go."
Ye Zhizhou jumped up without hesitation, swept a fierce battlefield, hesitated and said, "That here..."
"Handed over to Linxiang Pavilion, they know what to do." The Oriental book crushed several notes, and then jumped on the flying instrument and flew toward the direction displayed by Tongtian. At the same time, the hand was closed, and the spiritual network collapsed. Directly killed all the weaker low-level magic repairs.
Part of the monk who lost his opponent, and then the more bloody, "We have the power to back up, fear what, kill!"
"kill!"
On the hillside of Qingcheng School, a group of black fog slowly rolled, and there was a burst of ghosts crying from time to time.
"Let me open my master!" The sand was trapped in the air by the black fog, and looked at Yuan Tai with resentment. The body shook slightly with anger. "You have something to come to me!"
"Which one is worthwhile for me to build a base of waste." Yuan Taiyi stunned the past by the mysterious neutron, with a twisted light in his eyes. "You are a master of this master, and it is a spiritual, mellow soul." The intensity is also good. Flowing sand, you are very fortunate. In this comprehension of the jungle, the master who is willing to sacrifice his life for the disciples is not much."
The flowing sand is cracking, "You stop!"
Su Shi, who kept vomiting blood, took a deep breath and picked up her arms to get up, trying to gather aura again.
"Waste." Yuantai was stabbed to his back with a sword. The aura that Su Shi had just gathered suddenly collapsed and fell face down on the ground.
"Uncle Shi!"
The wind swelled and the black fog was scattered. At the same time, a familiar figure appeared behind Yuan Tai. The double-knife flashed a cold light in his hand, and he broke into Yuantai Dantian with a clean and neat, "garbage, disappear."
With a bang, Yuan Tai’s figure turned into a black smoke disappearing.
The drifting sand fell to the ground, and the staggering scorpion neutron and Su Shi climbed. "Xiaozhou, fast, save Master, he was injured by Yuan Tai in order to protect me, please save him."
Su Shi heard the words and lifted his head. He said hard, "Save the brothers... Xiaozhou..."
Ye Zhizhou was busy with the first two steps to stuff a ball into the mouth of Xuan Zhongzi. At the same time, he lost a little spiritual power. After the scan results were given by Tongtian, he took out a ball to feed him and took out the medicine box to help him bandage. wound.
The Oriental Book glanced around and silently walked down to Su Shi and began to help him heal.
"Thank you..." Su Shi’s tight-hearted mind finally let go, revealing a smirk. "You are really good. It’s so damn, it’s too bad. Right, you’re going to see the sand, he’s just been Yuan Tai was hurt."
"I'm fine." The sands came together to see them dressing the wounds, raising their hands and wiping the red eyes. "My injury is not heavy, Master Shushi is important."
Ye Zhizhou and the Oriental Book look at each other, and then tacitly condense the spiritual power, respectively, to the sand and Su Shi.
The two were shocked, hurriedly dodging, and screamed, "What are you doing!"
The next second of the voice landing, the spiritual force forced to the front, the body directly bombed into a few pieces.
Oh, two more black smoke rises.
"Only the head is real." Ye Zhizhou also gave Xuan neutron a little spiritual power. After he stabilized, he put him on the flying instrument and looked at the oriental book. He frowned and said, "It’s all illusion, Yuan Tai is Transferring our sights, Tongtian was also misled."
The Oriental book looked around again and suddenly climbed up to his waist and took him to fly with the flying instruments. "The target of the evil spirits is those who have been robbed, we have to go back."
Ye Zhizhou heard the words and nodded, suddenly thought of one thing, and hurriedly, "Yuan Jing also came out of the secret, fast! Go to the Linxiang Pavilion first!"
In the temporary rest of the Linxiang Pavilion, the red robe man looked at the Yuan Jing, who was struggling to go out and look for Yuan Tai. He slammed him. "You wake me up! Yuan Tai has been enchanted and betrayed the division." He is no longer the person of my Linxiang Pavilion! It is not your brother! Don't go to him!"
"I don't believe it!" Yuan Jing was more excited by his slap, and his body was tumbling. "He and I are doing the same exercises, accepting the same education, how can he be enchanted! You Cheat me!"
The man in the red robe was mad at him, and he simply took out the bundle of celestial ropes and tied him directly, lest he rushed out to do stupid things.
The little monk who kept on one side suddenly widened his eyes and pointed to the outside and said, "Long, elder, Yuan, Yuan Jing, brothers are back..."
"What is back, he is not here."
"No, no, it's really coming back, from, from the outside..."
His voice just fell, another Yuan Jing actually flew from the outside, jumped off the Feijian and asked urgently, "What happened? How are all the magic repairs outside? Also, I heard that Ye Zhizhou said Xiaotai and Magic repair collusion, what love... Who is he?!"
Yuan Jing, who was shackled by the singer, was also shocked. "Who are you, who are you?"
The red robe man loosened the rope and looked back and forth at the two people. He suddenly showed a sneer and took out the long whip toward Yuan Jingyu, who had just returned. "The magical phantom, the magician will only have these tricks?"
Yuan Jing, who had just returned, was shocked. The wolf sneaked away from his attack and said with his pressure. "Elder! I am not a phantom, that talent is! I don't believe you smell, I still have the fog in the secret of De Rong. breath!"
The red robe man took off the offensive, frowning inducted the breath of his body, his expression changed, turned and looked at the bundled Yuan Jing, and shouted, "Who are you!"
The bundled Yuan Jing also quickly argued, "Elders! I am real! The fog of Derong's secrets can't last for so long, he is fake!"
The little monks around the guards were all stupid, looking back and forth at the two Yuan Jing to fight for it, his face was blank.
He was a few empty voices. The monk who followed Yuan Jing to go to the secret of Derong finally came back. He saw it and he quickly looked at the bundled Yuan Jing, and he said, "He It’s a fake! Yuan’s brother was cut through the robes in the secret, and the clothes on this person are intact!”
The red robe man had a good eye, and with his body murderous and whiplash, he took the body of the fake Yuan Jing, and then snorted, and the fake Yuan mirror turned into black smoke disappearing, and the bundled fairy fell to the ground.
"It's really a phantom, **** it!"
There were two broken sounds. The two robbed men were stunned by Yuan Tai, who was in a coma, and then looked at the other side with a puzzled look. The expression changed. "How come you..."
The red robe man looked at the "Yuantai" in the hands of the two men, showing a sneer and waving the whip again. "I don't come back for the second time. When I am in the Linxiang Pavilion, everyone is a foolish straw bag!"
boom!
The long whip was entangled in the giant sword that was thrown over, and the offensive was instantly broken. The man in the red robe was reviled by the aura, and the chest was boring. The hatred of the hatred looked in the direction of the giant sword.
"Stop!" Ye Zhizhou jumped off the flying instrument and squatted down to the "Yuantai" on the ground. Two medicinal herbs were fed and wiped their faces. After a few seconds, the shape of "Yuan Tai" changed into a sand and Susie.
Everyone was shocked.
"Sure enough." He squinted at the two men's injuries and gave them two spiritual powers. They looked up at the Oriental book. "Yuantai has been avoiding contact with us. He is delaying the time." ""
"Look, what is that!" The stalker who caught the sand back suddenly shouted in one direction.
Ye Zhizhou turned his head and saw the red light on the farthest boundary of the battlefield. Then the red light became stronger and stronger, and soon a mask was formed to surround the battlefield.
"The magic repairs there are disappearing!" A little monk stepped back in fear, shaking his fingers to the other direction of the battlefield. "Everything turned into a **** fog."
"It is a sacrifice." The Oriental book looked over there, and the body was filled with murderousness. "Red light is a rising sky. Opening up requires a wide range of life sacrifices. Yuantai wants to absorb the power of the people in the line and forcibly open the channel of ascending." Then, using the merits and demerits of the people in the array to resist the catastrophe, skip all the cultivation process and fly directly."
Ye Zhizhou is cold and cold. "It turned out that he not only wanted the life of the monk, but he was not prepared to let go of those who repaired the magic!"
"That's not stopping!" The red robe man protected some of the monks who had been repaired to a lower level with spiritual power and clenched the long whip. "There is no success in the battle, we --"
"Who told you that the formation was not successful?" The Oriental book interrupted his words and looked at Yuan Jing, who stood in the corner. "At the moment when Yuan Tai came over, the formation had already become. The fruits of victory must be picked by hand. Is it, Yuan Tai."
When Yuan Jing’s eyes moved, he suddenly burst into a distorted smile, and said with a full of sorrow, “Let’s enjoy it, Tianhe Supreme.” After the body was turned into black smoke, it disappeared into the air.
"How..." The red robe man was shocked again.
Ye Zhizhou carefully put Su Shi and Liushui on the flying implement and asked the Oriental book, "Can you start?" With Yuan Tai playing the movie for so long, it was finally time to collect the net. Yuan Tai wants to use this array to trap everyone, but does he forget that this person includes himself? I don’t know who is the one.
The Oriental book nodded and took his hand up.
[The purple space is ready to be opened at any time. ]
"Very good." Ye Zhizhou returned to hold the hand of the Oriental Book, and the two spirits began to meet and paved toward the battlefield. "Hey, I am not waiting for the people in this law. How can I see the evil spirit?" Ascend to heaven!"