Chapter 1005: Break your arm

Due to some reasons, a large number of users suddenly cannot open the webpage to visit this site today. Please remember the domain name of this site www.bxwx66.com (literary initials +66 dot com, bxwx66.com) to find your way home!
The elder elder shot, simply and neatly, directly tore off an arm of the blood-drinking old man.
The blood-drinking old man let out a scream, trembling all over, with cold sweat on his forehead.
The method of growing and growing old was too terrifying. A random blow broke an arm of the blood-drinking old man, as if torturing a chicken.
The powerful blood-drinking old man is like a baby in front of the elders.
Not far away, Ye Qing's eyelids twitched, and the semi-sacred realm of the dark road is really strong!
With his immortal four-level cultivation base, it is almost impossible to fight against the semi-sacred realm, and the only reliance is the Ruyi Golden Cudgel.
The semi-sacred realm has long surpassed the category of the immortal realm.
It is said that the semi-sage masters the true meaning of martial arts and can destroy the world with just a gesture!
The semi-sage does not need much power, and with the true meaning of martial arts, there is infinite lethality.
"Senior Longevity, spare your life!"
The blood-drinking old man kept begging for mercy, facing Semi-Holy, he could only do so.
"Break your arm today! So that you can understand that the Eastern Desolate Sacred Sect is not a cat or dog who can come in!"
The elder shook his hand and threw the blood-drinking old man out.
Not far away, Ye Qing raised her brows, secretly saying that it is a pity that there are elders present, and he will probably not be allowed to kill the blood-drinking old man.
After all, the identity of the old man drinking blood is extraordinary, he is the deputy suzerain of the corpse demon sect.
If you want to kill, Elder Growth killed him a long time ago, instead of breaking one of his arms.
The elders are strong, but after all they dare not do things too terribly.
If you really kill the blood-drinking old man, the corpse demon sect will be furious.
"It's a pity, my treasure chest." Ye Qing spread out his hands, somewhat helpless.
The last time I was on Fierce Beast Island, I killed two Tianjiao, Qi Dahai and Yuwen Qianzhong, and none of them broke the treasure chest.
The explosion rate of the super-large crystal treasure chest is too low, but according to Ye Qing's idea, if the blood-drinking old man is killed, the chance of exploding the treasure chest should be very high.
The Blood Drinking Old Man belongs to the existence of the Ninth Layer of Immortality, more powerful than the Four Masters of the Temple.
Saint Sect of the Eastern Desolation, among the mountains, the cold wind blows.
The atmosphere was surprisingly quiet, and the elders made their moves. That terrifying strength shocked everyone present.
Xiao Moqing's eyes were deep, thoughtful, and she seemed to have a little understanding when she saw the elders take action.
"Senior Longevity, I haven't seen you for many years, and the younger generation missed it very much."
Xiao Moqing laughed, breaking the embarrassment of the scene.
The elder elder nodded slightly, and slowly said, "Xiao Moqing, you did a good job. From now on, Ye Qing's will will be my will for longevity! Who dares to move Ye Qing, I am the first to not forgive him!"
As the elders spoke, his eyes swept towards Dasma.
The latter was silent, his body trembling constantly, feeling a brilliance of coercion, covering the top of his head.
"Junior understand! Ye Qing, as the first saint son, represents the dignity of my Eastern Desolate Saint Sect, no one can touch him!" Xiao Moqing said solemnly.
Originally, Xiao Moqing valued Ye Qing very much, but now, the elders have come forward to support Ye Qing, which has strengthened Xiao Moqing's determination.
As a senior man, the elders of the elders have admired Ye Qing, which is enough to prove Ye Qing's enchanting talent and unlimited potential.
With a sound of "chi", the growth and aging made an electric light and disappeared among the mountains.
The task of elders and growth is to guard Shengxiao Dongfu and select outstanding young people for the Eastern Desolate Sect.
Last time in Shengxiao Cave Mansion, the elders fought against Ye Qing, admiring Ye Qing's talent, and it was shocking.
After Ye Qing left, the experience of Shengxiao Dongfu came to an end temporarily, so the elders came out.
When the blood-drinking old man arrives, the elders are just present, so he can let the blood-drinking old man presumptuously in the Eastern Desolate Saint Sect.
The price of paying an arm is very light. In exchange for the violent temper when he grows up and grows, he just slaps the blood-drinking old man on the spot.
The elders do not have a good impression of the disgusting group of corpse demon sect.
The elders left, and in the temple, all the holy children looked at the distant back, yearning.
If one day, they can become strong like elders, that would be great!
While talking and laughing, destroying the arm of an indestructible nine-fold peak powerhouse is like shredding a piece of paper.
The strength of the semi-holy strong is shocking and infinitely yearning!
Ye Qing's eyes were solemn, knowing that his cultivation level was not enough, and he wanted to improve as soon as possible.
In the old days in Shengxiao Dongfu, I fought against the elders and caught the elders' tricks.
But Ye Qing knew that the elders at that time certainly did not use all their strength.
Ye Qing's four levels of immortality, in the Eastern Wasteland, can only be regarded as medium, and the road ahead is still very long.
"Ye Qing, don't worry, as long as you stay in the Saint Sect of the Eastern Desolation, no one will dare to trouble you! Don't be afraid of the Demon Sect of Lao Shizi!" Xiao Moqing laughed and patted Ye Qing on the shoulder.
"Thank you Sovereign!"
Ye Qing arched his hands slightly, grateful, Xiao Moqing just stood up to speak for him, resisting the blood-drinking old man, he was watching.
There are also growing old, protecting Ye Qing, taking action for Ye Qing, and breaking the blood-drinking old man!
Ye Qing walks the rivers and lakes, just to be happy.
The elders and Xiao Moqing are both Ye Qing's friends. From their conversations, Ye Qing can see that they come from true feelings, not ulterior motives.
They defend Ye Qing not only because of Ye Qing's outstanding talent, but also because Ye Qing is a member of the Eastern Desolate Saint Sect.
"Next, you can practice with peace of mind, your current strength is not enough, and when your strength is diligent, I look forward to the day when you kill the blood-drinking old man!" Xiao Moqing smiled and left.
Ye Qing originally planned to leave the Eastern Desolation Saint Sect today, but after this episode, he did not rush to leave.
In the Eastern Desolation Saint Sect, although there are many annoying guys, but speaking, it is still a good sect.
Ye Qing didn't have any major things next, but to step up his cultivation and improve his cultivation level, so he stayed in the cultivation room of the Eastern Desolation Saint Sect.
The powerful monster beasts brought out from the Shengxiao Cave Mansion were guarded near the hall where Ye Qing lived, and protected the law for Ye Qing.
...
The Eastern Desolation Region is vast and endless, and in the dark and humid swamp, the smell of death is permeated.
This is a restricted area for humans, as well as a restricted area for monsters.
In the swamp, corpses can be seen everywhere, exuding a disgusting rancid smell.
Occasionally, some people pass by, looking for corpses in the swamp.
Those corpses are all materials for refining corpse puppets. Of course, the good materials have long been snatched away, and those left in the swamp are all defective products.
In the corpse demon sect, people with status generally don't look for materials in the swamp.
They are often disciples with weaker strengths. In order to improve their strength, they do not have very good materials, so they can only go to the swamp to find them.
Over the barren swamp, suddenly, a red figure quickly passed by, releasing a gloomy chill from his body.
In the swamp, several disciples raised their heads and looked into the air. For a while, they were shocked and inexplicably.
I like it. I’m sorry. Please save it: (EbookFREE.me) I’m sorry. The literature update is the fastest.