Now as long as the saints are not angry, they can do whatever they want!

The two quasi-saints were originally combined together, like a cage, where little g was imprisoned.

Now, both of them were confused by the anger and their pace became messy, so the palms that had not left a gap also left.

The little bull was bound by resentment like a rattan, unable to move, and the quasi-saint's anger was burning all over his body. When the sword energy used as a barrier was about to be burned, a cool wind suddenly surged over, the mountains moved, the light surged in, and the darkness left the scene in disgrace.

Since the palm of his hand was loosened, the resentment of the two quasi-saints could not be formed together. The rattan dissipated like air, and the little one regained freedom.

However, the force that had just been bound to him had penetrated into his flesh and blood. A force was under his flesh and blood, and his skin appeared in blood vessels, and his blood boiled.

ah!

Even the little guy with a steely will could not help but let out a soft moan in this pain.

Seeing this, Liu Er stretched out the golden rod in his hand and shouted loudly. The golden rod extended forward and caught Xiao Budian's falling body.

Long Xiankui flew up, hugged Xiaobudian in the air, rotated, and then landed lightly on the platform.

Seeing Xiao Budian's body covered in blood and his whole body was like boiling boiling water, emitting a sensation of mist, Long Xiankui became angry!

On weekdays, Long Xiankui, as the senior sister, especially loves a few young people. Now that she sees Xiao Budian being injured, she naturally feels very distressed. After the heartache, she becomes angry!

Long Xiankui's eyes were red with blood, and she looked at the quasi-saint who was rushing towards the rest of her sons. She gently put down Xiaobudian, then picked up the short sword in her hand and burst out with a dragon roar!

A strong wind emerged from the soles of Long Xiankui's feet, circling and rising in a rotating posture. Her long black hair fluttered in the wind, her forehead was covered with blood-red horns, and her eyes were filled with boiling blood.

The strong wind expanded beside him and swept across all directions.

Wherever you pass, sand and stones fly, and dust fly.

In the strong wind, Long Xiankui stepped forward, her eyes red, her voice as cold as a thousand-year-old ice, and a cold air floated by as soon as she exited.

Long Xiankui said: "So what about the quasi-saint? Even if it is this day and this place, I will never let it go if I hurt my junior brother!"

As soon as these words came out, the world suddenly became quiet.

Even the two quasi-saints were stunned, as if they didn't expect that such a powerful aura would actually come from a little girl!

Li Shaoyang surrounded his hands, and a faint smile was on the corner of his mouth. It seemed that it was right not to choose to do it himself.

After all, the protagonists only appeared in the end!

After all, the protagonist's apprentices are also very outstanding!

The quasi-saint on the high platform was a little stunned. When he realized, one of them changed his shape and came to Long Xiankui's side.

The other one is focused on dealing with Qi Xian Konger and Liuer!

Long Xiankui waved the short sword in her hand and cut her white arms, and hot blood splashed out on the quasi-saint's body.

Suddenly, the quasi-saint felt that the blood fell down like a fire, scorching his flesh and blood. He pulled off the blood-sprayed clothes in panic, and his busyness made people feel relieved.

Long Xiankui took the opportunity to turn into a one-horned ancient dragon and pounced towards the busy quasi-saint, grabbing his flesh with sharp claws.

Those who practice as quasi-saints can protect their bodies with Tao and cultivate inseparable flesh and blood.

However, this ancient blood is an ancient relic. Where the blood is scattered, it will corrode completely. Even if it is invulnerable to the body, it cannot resist the strong corrosion effect.

Long Xiankui was in extreme anger at this moment, and her claws were covered by scarlet light. Wherever she grabbed, there were blood-red marks.

But for a moment, the quasi-saint, who had always been steady and dignified, became an exposure maniac who was tearing clothes on the high platform.

Moreover, there were dense red marks left on his fair body, and there were also pieces of charred black, all because of the blood that corroded everything, and he was in a mess.

The quasi-saint was naturally blushing, suppressing the pain in his body, gathered strength on his body, waved his palms, and hit the unicorn.

What was filled with anger in his palm was shining with thousands of golden lights. Wherever he fell, there were mountains and earth cracks, and everything was destroyed!

Long Xiankui flew in the air, avoiding the streams of Shengwei. Fortunately, she was not hit, but she still missed Shengwei several times.

The cold breath cut off all the flesh and blood, and the whole body looked beyond recognition.

Therefore, Long Xiankui had to admit that there was still a huge gap between herself and the quasi-saint.

If she hadn't taken the initiative and forced the blood of the ancient dragon to take off her clothes and lose face, she wouldn't have been so angry.

It should be noted that whether it is a human, a saint, or other monks, anger is a disadvantage.

This anger makes me feel unfocused.

If you are not focused, you will be in a panic.

This is also the reason why Long Xiankui was able to avoid her attack.

Otherwise, it would have been cut into pieces!

Speaking of which, this strategy was created by her evil-elf Xian Konger.

Xian Konger and Liuer on the other side were also in a fierce battle.

In the air, the quasi-saint changed his body and his body expanded like a mountain.

And Xian Konger and Liuer were as small as sand and gravel in front of them.

Xian Konger leaned in front of Liu Er and uttered a few words lightly.

A strange smile appeared on the corner of Xiao Liu'er's mouth, and he waved the golden rod in his hand and rushed towards the quasi-saint.

The quasi-saint waved his rock-like arms, driving the howling wind, and grabbed Liu'er.

The arms like rocks flew past and held them firmly together.

The fly-like Liu Er disappeared from his hands.

The quasi-saint was overjoyed and felt that the fly was falling into his hands. However, he was afraid that the fly would be cunning, so he flew out, so he did not dare to spread his palms, but opened his pupils.

A pair of eyes flashed with golden light and looked at the fist.

When I saw this, the smile on my face stiffened, and my eyes flashing with golden light turned around. After checking for a few times, they were all empty and very desolate.

After the quasi-saint was disappointed, he became irritable. Just as he was about to find the boy, another fly flew over.

The fairy sky floated in the air, and the black skirt flew in the wind, dancing like a black butterfly.

In fact, Xian Konger herself was like a black butterfly, dancing around the quasi-saint's huge body, which made her very unhappy. She waved her arms like rocks, whistling up and down, and left and right.

At the same time, a golden rod poked out his little head from behind the juntasaint.

Xiao Liu'er was sitting upright on the ground, closing his eyes slightly, muttering words, as if he was talking about some spell.

The golden rod beside him was also spreading rapidly towards the sky.

A small head was poked out from the head of the quasi-saint in the last second, and the next second it rose to the clouds and mist. When I looked over, I had already entered the clouds and sank into the clouds and could not see the limit.

Xiao Liu'er suddenly opened his eyes, and a cold light burst out from his eyes. With a light roar, the golden rod tilted.

At this moment, the width of the golden rod was twice that of the quasi-holy head. When it tilted slowly, Xiao Liu'er could not see his head.

The quasi-saint's arm that captured Xian Kong'er stopped and stood there in a daze.

With his powerful spiritual sense, he vaguely sensed a pressure rising from behind. When he turned around, something shining with golden light covered his entire field of vision.

Bang!

It was like a rock collapsed in front of you. The quasi-saint collapsed on the ground. The surrounding floors were lifted up and flew in the air. Terrifying cracks emerged on the ground and spread out to the surroundings.

The huge golden rod pressed on the body of the quasi-saint.

At this moment, he felt a powerful force squeezing his internal organs, and his breathing became more and more rapid, and blood flowed down his forehead.

After a moment, it became a sea of ​​blood.

The quasi-saint who was in a fierce battle with Long Xiankui suddenly saw this scene, his pupils instantly dilated, and his shattered clothes were torn apart.

He ran forward, and the entire earth shook a few more times. The cracks that had originally spread on the land opened their larger mouths.

While running, his body is also constantly expanding and enlarging.

Gradually, it became like a mountain, and the tremor on the ground became stronger.

The quasi-saint, like a rock, danced his hands and pulled them hard before moving to the golden rod.

But no matter how hard he tried or how he used the power in his body, the golden rod remained motionless.

After a while, the quasi-saint was sweating heavily, and large crystal clear sweat dripped from his forehead, falling on the ground, gradually forming a small river.

And Long Xiankui, Xian Konger and Liuer gathered together and praised each other.

Long Xiankui: "Junior Sister Xiankong'er, thanks to your good plan."

When Xiao Liuer heard this, he couldn't help but nod and praised: "Yes! Xian Kong's plan can be called the best in the world!"

Hearing the title of No. 1, Xian Konger quickly waved his little hand and expressed his rejection.

Who dares to be the first in front of the master?

If you are talking about strategy, you should put your own master first!

After all, his scheming and conceited approach made him, his disciple, avoid and hide anything.

Xian Kong'er spoke up the words in her heart and instantly received strong approval from the two around her.

The master’s plan is mostly black-hearted, so please refer to the little one who falls on the ground.

The quasi-saint on the ground worked hard for a few times, but it was useless. An even more intense anger suddenly arose in his chest. He shifted his eyes from the one lying on the ground to the third son, waving his fists like rocks, and whistling towards the three of them.

Just when the third son felt like he was about to fall into a new round of fierce battle, the quasi-saint stopped...
Chapter completed!