Chapter 1472: Turn the gods into jade silk!

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"Zhenwei! Zhenwei !!!" After a few more breathing efforts, Ping Wuniang issued a terrible cry before awakening the crowd. () Rong>. Visit: ..
Mu Tiannan, Mu Yucheng and others suddenly panicked, unable to ignore Ping Si Hai, and hurriedly came forward to observe the situation. Although Xiao Zhenwei had no special relationship with the Mu Family in the past, even before Wan Dong came to the Mu Family, the two sides were still hostile, but these days of getting along, especially experience with the blood skeleton, the ninety-five years of the sky, the ninety-five years The repeated battles of the dark enemies made them not only make up for the past gaps, but also cultivated deep feelings. At this moment, I suddenly saw Xiao Zhenwei suffer such a heavy blow, and all the expressions on his face showed a lot of regret.
As for Ping Wu Niang, let alone, at this moment, her heart also seemed to be pierced, and the pain almost made her suffocate and faint.
Hugging Xiao Zhenwei tightly in his arms, watching the full of pain on Xiao Zhenwei's face, the tears of Ping Wuniang had already flowed down like a broken thread. There is nothing else in my mind, only Xiao Zhenwei has taken care of her in all these years and is so good to her.
"Zhenwei, you ... don't worry about you, Zhenwei! It's me who hurt you, it's me who hurt you ..." Ping Wu Niang has always behaved like a 'female' man, yes Xiao Zhenwei always has no good face, but at this moment, everyone can fully feel that her true feelings for Xiao Zhenwei are definitely not ordinary deep.
3∽ "Hum ... No wonder you hang out all year round and don't want to go home, it turns out to be good! Hahaha ... My dear aunt, why didn't you tell me earlier? Even if I can't send a copy Congratulations, at least just a little lightly. "
Seeing the sadness of Ping Wu Niang crying, Ping Sihai's face was full of sneers and sarcasm. If it wasn't what he saw, who could believe that there would be such an aunt and nephew in this world. In the heart of Ping Sihai, family may have become worthless!
"Ping ~ Si ~ Hai!" Ping Wu Niang Huo turned his head and stared at Ping Si Hai, almost filled with hatred turned into substance, the Ping Sihai was destroyed. Ping Wuniang has never hated a person like this in her life, even if she eats its flesh and sleeps on its skin, it can't be eliminated.
Seeing that Ping Wu Niang was desperate for peace, Mu Tiannan hurriedly pulled her back. With the current practice of Ping Sihai, Ping Wu Niang can only die.
"Wu Niang shouldn't be impulsive, Zhenwei might be saved!"
Mu Tiannan's words immediately diverted Ping Wuniang's attention from Ping Sihai's body. To see the latest chapter of this book, please go to the 800 novel network (www.800book.net) () Ping Wu Niang hurriedly and carefully checked Xiao Zhenwei's injury. Like to avoid the heart of the heart. If this injury is placed in a small world of vulgarity, there will be no chance of survival, but there is still great hope in the Tao.
Ping Wu Niang suddenly cheered up, a pair of fingers seemed to be crazy and dancing in a crazy way on Xiao Zhenwei's body, first stopped Xiao Zhenwei's blood, and then put his palm against his back, no hesitation Inject Dao Qi into Xiao Zhenwei's body. Not to mention that Xiao Zhenwei has great hopes, even if he only has one breath left, Ping Wuniang will save him at all costs!
After this time, Ping Wuniang finally realized that Xiao Zhenwei was everything to her. Once lost, her entire life would lose meaning!
"Hey ... Why bother with this effort, anyway, it's going to die anyway!" Ping Sihai said with a sneer after seeing Ping Wuniang spare no effort to save Xiao Zhenwei.
"Ping Si Hai! You used to be a famous strongman of my Tao, and you are respected. Why do you do such things as betrayal and spitting?" Mu Tiannan couldn't help but ping the Si Hai with anger.
"Respected? Bah! Respected again, it's just a servant of your first-rate family! Nine-five-year-old enemies, do you say that?" Ping Sihai's cold eyes cast a dark glance on the nine-five-year-old hatred.
Since Ping Sihai appeared, Nine Five's face was very ugly. At this time, seeing Ping Sihai pointed his spear at himself, his expression changed again and again. That look was like eating 10,000 flies. , Also sad.
It stands to reason that Ping Sihai betrayed the Ninth Five-Year Plan, and made the Ninth Five-Year Plan to lose his face. He was naturally full of hate for Ping Sihai, but the problem is that the current Ping Sihai is so strong that it is so strong No matter how hard the hatred is in the Ninth Five-Year Plan, it does not dare to act rashly. There was even a trace of fear deep in his heart, making him a little afraid to face Ping Sihai.
It's just that in this situation, in the face of so many people, the Ninth Five-Year Plan is not willing to 'expose' timidity, loses face, and condemns, "You ungrateful things, don't you forget the old man Was it cultivated for you in those days? If you do n’t have an old man, can you be the master of the family? "
"Yeah, I also think I should repay you well! You go on!" Ping Sihai's face showed a smile of "yin", and his right hand pointed, suddenly, with a scream 'S fingertips, he immediately' shot 'to the ninety-five years.
The ninth five-year-old enemy held up the palm of his head subconsciously. "Desire" wanted to block this finger, but unexpectedly, this unremarkable finger was actually sharper several times than the bullet. Even though the Ninth Five-year-old Qiu Qiu released all the remaining qi in his body, the coming of the finger was actually without pause, as if there was no hindrance at all. On his left shoulder, a hole of blood hula exploded.
Where can the Nine-Five Years of Qiu Qiu withstand such pain, a cry came out of his mouth, and the whole almost fainted on the spot without pain. The ugly face that was not very good-looking at this time is even more ugly than the dead!
"Dare you hurt my grandpa, I will fight with you!"
The nine-five-year-old bully just woke up ignorantly, and saw that the nine-five-year-old was hurt, and with a loud slam, the subconsciously ‘pulled out’ the broad knife and cut a knife into Ping Sihai.
"Just your little worm, dare to do it with me? Go away!" A gust of wind swept away, and the blades of the fifteenth five-year-old tyrant had disappeared, and his people were swept out by the gust of wind. Zhang Yuan. The ninety-five-year-old bully was hard-pressed, and he didn't faint to die again, but his injury was undoubtedly aggravated a lot, and even the strength to stand up was gone for a time.
"'Fuck' account!"
Seeing that the ninety-five years of Qiuqiu and the ninety-five grandmasters and grandchildren were hit hard one after another, the eyes of the nineth five-year-old who had been angry were red, and the roaring sound urged the whole body to be immortal.
"Humph! You two old guys are cool on one side first, after I have packed up these little ones, then come to clean up your two old ones!" Ping Sihai not only did not pay attention to Jiuwu Duoqiu and others, It seems that he does not care about the Ninth Five-Year Return and Mu Zekun.
He glanced at Ninety-Five for a glance at random, the letterman threw it, and a tiny narrow tower shimmering with green light was thrown into the air by him. This small tower covered with blue light is very peculiar. The whole body is crystal clear, full of aura, and there is a heart rhythm that makes people tremble.
Although there are not many magical instruments in the 'door' of the Tao, all the powerful people from the Yipin family are present, and they have all seen the world, but they are not unfamiliar. But this green pagoda is obviously different from those ordinary magic instruments. Ordinary magic instruments can never exude this level of Tao Yun!
As soon as the green pagoda reached the sky, it burst into pieces of green awns. The pieces of green awns quickly gathered in the air into a giant tower with a height of tens of feet and a width of more than a hundred feet. Although the giant pagoda is only an imaginary shape formed by the gathering of blue light, it is lifelike. Compared with Xiao Zhenwei's Ju Ding phantom, Ping Wu Niang's three 'color' Excaliburs, I don't know how many levels to be brilliant.
As soon as the giant pagoda was completed, it immediately fell towards the Ninth Five-Year Plan and Mu Zekun's hood. Naturally, the two ancestors refused to follow easily. When the giant tower had not fallen, they each raised a twelve-pointed offensive and launched a bombardment on the giant tower.
Although the offensives of these two men were strong and abnormal, they couldn't destroy the Bimang Pagoda. But before and after three or five breathing efforts, the Bimang Pagoda covered the two firmly.
"The old man doesn't believe it. You can trap the old man in this broken tower!" Ninety-five returned to the crown in anger. Wherever there were many, with a loud scream, he continued to wave and slam the tower body.
The ninth five-year-one cultivation practice, everyone has seen it with their own eyes, and each palm has the power to row down the mountain. But even such a fierce offensive fell on that Bimang, but it was only a little ripple. Even ordinary people who do not understand anything can see that with such an offensive, it is impossible to break the tower and get out of trouble.
"Broken tower? Hum ... really blind your dog's eyes! This is the prison immortal pagoda inherited by my Ping family ancestors. After thousands of years, it is impenetrable!" Ping Sihai trapped the two ancestors with the prison immortal pagoda. He didn't look at them anymore, he was very relieved about the power of Prison Immortal Tower!
"Baer!"
The 9th Five-Year Plan was originally expected to be able to save the 9th Five-Year One's life, but now even the 9th Five-Year One becomes the Bodhisattva. He desperately wanted to check the injury of the ninety-five-year-old bully, but the injury was too heavy. After struggling for a long time, he couldn't move.
Seeing this, Mu Tiannan gave a sigh, and leaned over to the side of the Ninth Five-Year Bully, reaching for his back.
The Ninth Five-Year Concubine clearly did not expect that Mu Tiannan would take such a big risk under the eyes of Ping Sihai to rescue the Nine-Five-Hero Patriarch, and his face suddenly showed a deep sense of gratitude. 'Color', with tears in his eyes, Mu Tiannan nodded heavily.
The two big families, the Ninth Five-Year Family and the Mu Family, have been fighting secretly for hundreds of years, but today it is because of a peaceful world, and turning the gods into `` jade '' silk, they all say that they are dependent on each other.
"Thanks ... Thank you Senior Mu!" With the support of Mu Tiannan, the injury of the Ninth Five-Year Hero was relieved, and he whispered with a bit of shame on his face.
Mu Tiannan shook his head and said nothing. Leaving aside, he still appreciates the Ninth Five-Year Hero ...
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