Chapter 1312: Winning and losing

The first three hundred and thirty-two chapters win and lose
The appearance of the Qing dynasty is very ordinary, like a middle-aged scholar, but the people present are afraid to look down on him. If you say that among the seven saints, the mysterious sacred force is the first, then the Qing dynasty can be Ranked second, the remaining five, the repair is almost the same, only a small gap, but the proud dragon is ranked seventh in the Qinglong list.
The rest of the five saints looked at Xuanzhen Dasheng and waited for his answer.
"I don't know."
Xuanzhen Dasheng's faint road, looking at the scene in front of the shadow of Ning Qi was besieged, his eyes flashed a color that is hard to detect.
"Xuanzhen Dasheng, my son died in his hands, you always have to give me a statement?"
The proud cold channel of the proud dragon.
On the right hand side of Xuanzhen Dasheng, a 20-year-old man looks like a handsome monk. He said, "What do you want to say? I waited for the previous order, you forgot? You can hunt down this son and the ruins tower." However, it is normal to be killed by this.
"The Middle Kingdom, the death is not your son, you naturally do not feel bad."
The proud dragon looked coldly at the monk.
Xuan Zhen Da Sheng faintly said: "If you have to destroy the rules I have set before, then I will not keep my hands, proud dragon, you can give it a try."
"Humph!"
After the change of the sacred dragon's great sacredness, it finally snorted and no longer spoke. The pure yang of the side, the sacred sacredness, and the eyes slightly picked up.
Don't look at the hall of the proceedings, it seems to be divided into seven factions. In fact, Xuanzhen Dasheng and Zhongtu Dasheng are both human races, while the proud dragons and the great saints are the dragons, and the pure sun is the half-dragons. The existence, as for the Qingming Dasheng and the Peng Peng Dasheng, both are Yaozu, basically divided into three camps, the Dragon camp slightly strong Yaozu camp, but both sides are led by the Xuanzhen Dasheng Pressed one.
"Since I have already had a oath in advance, then I will abide by it, how to develop things, but with God's will, proud of the Great Saint, your child's hatred is not impossible to report, forgetting the sword and the nine abandonment Is there there?"
Xiaopeng Dasheng smiled and said.
In a word, he waved his hand, and the virtual shadow appeared in front of him. There was a white and black figure inside.
The white figure is the sword west, he is pedaling the lotus, holding the sword in his hand, and it is quiet.
On the other hand, the nine eccentrics of the black figure have a lot of wounds on their bodies, and their faces are gloomy and seem awkward.
"The origin of Jian Xilai, no one knows so far?"
Qingmou's brows were slightly wrinkled, and his eyes fell on the lotus at the foot of Jianxi. He said: "His white lotus rule seems to be refined again?"
"Well, you should advance to the super law, and wait for me."
Xiaopeng Dasheng smiled and nodded.
"Nine secluded black sorcerers have already achieved great success, and the Nether's law has also advanced to super. These two people can achieve great perfection in the future. Will I find a time to remove these two?"
Pure Yang Dasheng, which has never been open, has a faint road.
Under the sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred In the same way, I feel that someone will threaten his status, and Chunyang Dasheng will try his best to remove this person.
"How about that? And not to mention when they can break through to the great consummation, but this time the great perfection that came out of the ancient forbidden land, there will be no more than ten people, pure Yang Dasheng, I heard that the glass dragon is going to Tianhong City. You sent a disciple, the Demon Fairy, wants to suppress him?"
Zhongtu Dasheng smiled and smiled at the pure sun.
"I just want to ask the teacher to come to the narrative. I don't think the teacher will misunderstand me."
The pure sacred sacred look changed slightly, and sighs. When it comes to this, he subconsciously sweeps away the mysterious sacred eyes. His disciple, the fairy magic fairy, was also turned into a child by Ning Qi, and was also given by the glass dragon. Take away, do not need to be much better, at first, he even suspected that all this is the layout of Xuanzhen Dasheng.
However, I think that Wang Yan Wang Shi and the two brothers are also the same end. This suspicion will be dissipated. It is impossible for Xuanzhen Dasheng to take the two monks in the late stage of the law to cover this game. The two men were lost. The strength of the Wang family has been seriously injured.
"When the glass dragons are holy, their repairs are to be restored. This Qinglong mainland will begin to be chaotic. As for the swordsman and the nine abandoners, don't bother."
Xuanzhen is a faint road.
Pure Yang Dasheng heard the words, a sneer in his heart, but on the surface he nodded.
Silenced for a while, everyone again looked down on the shadow and looked at it quietly.
.........
As time went by, the wilderness of the Qing Dynasty was getting more and more lively. The rest of the six wonders kept the monks coming to this side.
They only want to witness the rumors, with one's own strength, to withstand the supreme level of Tianjiao of thousands of law-related monks: Ning Beixuan.
In addition to Yang Yi, Wang Hao and others, non-stop legal and phased monks participated.
The position of the monk watching the drama was repeatedly withdrawn. The group of people who were closest to the scene was also five hundred miles away from Ningqi. The scene around Ningqi was like the end of the world. The pits were left behind. Traces, there are many cracks that are dozens of miles long, and I don’t know how many.
"One year, Ning Beixuan's legal phase is no different from the original. It is just a lot of money. However, under so many masters' sieges, it doesn't move. I think it is Jianxilai and Jiuyi. There may not be such a means."
A monk in the early days of Yongsheng, standing on a hill, looking at Ningqi, there are more than a dozen immortal monks around him, all of whom are their own brothers and brothers, so there is no scruples between them.
"Hey, whisper, the nine abandoners and the swordsman are there. They have been fighting for almost a year, but they have not yet won the game!"
A monk flashed a hint of fear in his eyes, whispering.
Far-reaching, Jian Xilai and the nine abandoners played very fiercely and seemed to have entered the final stage of the final battle.
"When they are divided, they are afraid that this Ning Beixuan's law will take shape and will collapse in an instant!"
"I really look forward to it."
A monk sighed.
boom!
A thunderous bang came and the world shook.
"What is the winner?"
Everyone looked at the distance, and even Wang Hao, they stopped and stopped to watch. I saw that the nine abandoners fell on the side of the crowd, and he was hurt, and Jianxi came to the lotus, but It is indifferent, and there are no traces of a fight in the body.
The look of everyone was a little shocked. I couldn’t think of the gap between the nine abandoners and the swords.