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Chapter 709 The Young King, Invincible!

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    Northern Wilderness, Jiuxiao Shrine!

    Long Qiuxue has stabilized the sage's fruit, and she has a rare leisure time. She came to the corner of the cliff in the small chaotic world, sat cross-legged under the peach tree, and looked at the distant mountain range looming in the rolling sea of ??clouds.

    Nine Heavens Shrine has completely stabilized, and the cultivation base of tens of thousands of female disciples is steadily rising.

    One day, Jiuxiao Shrine will have its own quasi-sage disciples, and there will be more Da Luo Jinxian powerhouses.

    Having reached the level of a saint, almost everything around him can't escape Long Qiuxue's eyes.

    She heard the crisp and melodious laughter and noises of the disciples, all of which Long Qiuxue wanted to see, and she was very satisfied.

    "Whoosh!"

    At this moment, there was a sound of piercing through the air, and the twelfth-grade Jingshi Qinglian came back from the southern wasteland, and floated in front of Long Qiuxue.

    Long Qiuxue's clear autumn eyes opened slightly, but the dark pupils shrank violently at this moment.

    She saw the scarlet blood on Qinglian, still flowing viscously.

    Why did the Qinglian of the Twelve Grade Pure World come back on her own?

    There is only one possibility, the true spirit inside it was awakened by someone.

    Only when the danger that can really endanger the body is detected, the true spirit in the Xiantian Lingbao will wake up.

    "Extraordinary steps!!"

    Long Qiuxue got up suddenly, and just as she raised her footsteps, there was a loud noise outside the Jiuxiao Shrine, shaking most of the northern wilderness, like a prehistoric giant staring at Long Qiuxue in the dark.

    This is the avenue warning!

    If Long Qiuxue stepped out of the dojo, then she will die today and will be reincarnated!

    "Bu Feifan, don't worry, don't worry!"

    Long Qiuxue's slender and white jade hands closed together, and she bowed towards the blue sky, praying that her prayers could protect Bu Feifan through this catastrophe safely.

    "I clearly saw that you went to the Eastern Heavenly Court and smashed the Lingxiao Palace. You won't, you won't fall today!"

    Zhonghuang, a valley with beautiful mountains and clear waters!

    There was a rumbling sound from the sky, and a long river of time and space emerged, and Tutu's figure stumbled and rushed out of it.

    "Bu Feifan, I hate you!!"

    Tutuqiao's face was covered with blood. She was injured, but it was just a little flesh wound, not fatal.

    But Bu Feifan's life is probably really gone!

    With tears in her eyes, Tutu rushed towards Nanhuang without any hesitation.

    But Bu Feifei's prediction was wrong. This time "Will Enter the Wine", Tutu was sent two million miles away.

    At this distance, Tutu probably only has time to collect Bu Feifan's body if he rushes over.

    "Bu Feifan, if you dare to die, I, Shentu, have broken the path of reincarnation, and I will also fish you out!"

    "Will Enter the Wine" can only be used once in a short period of time, this is the ninth grade hymn.

    Moreover, with Bu Feifan's current display, he can only safely send one person into the space-time channel, and if he adds another person, he will be powerless.

    So, in the desperate situation before, he chose to let Tutu live.

    Southern Wilderness!

    ? Tota King Li Jing took back the Seven Treasures Linglong Pagoda again. He stood on the chariot, watching the battle situation in the Wuji Red Sun Formation with concentration, throwing the pagoda from time to time, and he was often caught off guard.

    The ten generals at the pinnacle of quasi-sages, after such a long siege, still have nothing to do.

    Just because Bu Feifan's speed is too fast, sixty times the acceleration, he stepped on the node of time and space, and almost every time he can narrowly avoid the fatal blow.

    Bu Feifan also began to rejoice at this time. Fortunately, Tutu was sent away in time. Otherwise, Bu Feifan would definitely be distracted by Tutu's presence, and he probably lost at this time.

    Just going on like this, it is estimated that there will be no winner in ten days and ten nights.

    It's exhausting to walk like that.

    "Boom!"

    Bu Feifan, who was full of thoughts, lost his mind for a moment, and was rubbed against his body by the pagoda.

    In an instant, Bu Feifan's right arm was bloody and bloody, and the stubble of bones was exposed.

    "Is this really a battle between quasi-sages and quasi-sages? Why do I feel like Bu Feifei is a half-step saint?!"

    "Besieged by ten quasi-sages, and Li Jing, the king of Tota, the commander-in-chief of the three armies, is watching over him, ruthless from time to time, and Bu Feifan has persisted for such a long time!"

    "Young King,??Only the Boy King can do this!  "

    "I have no objection to saying that Bu Feifan is the pride of the generation, but the young king is a bit too old. You must know that every young king, as long as he is given a chance to prove the Tao and become a saint, it is only a matter of time!"

    "It's not much different if it's not a young king. May I ask which young Tianjiao can do so much? Fight against the 100,000 heavenly soldiers and generals of the Jade Emperor of the Eastern Heaven with his own power!?"

    Regardless of the injury on his arm, Bu Feifan stared at Li Jing with starry eyes, full of murderous intent.

    Just now he lost his mind because he realized that the time provided by the Nine Orifices to Sacred Heart to cross the three great realms in one hour is less than half a quarter of an hour.

    If calculated according to the time of that planet in the previous life, it is equivalent to no more than eight minutes.

    Bu Feifan must make a quick decision!

    Poetry, Bu Feifan can't think of any good ideas, killing life chess?  No, it consumes too much literary energy. Even Bu Feifan, who is at the peak of the quasi-sage, will be drained of literary energy after a few times of use.

    Thinking of this, Bu Feifan let go of his hands, and the green bamboo and the god-killing spear floated beside him, neither falling nor falling.

    Under the watchful eyes of tens of thousands of onlookers, Bu Feifan took out the Fuxi Guqin from the Sumeru ring.

    With a wave of the sleeve robe, the sticky blood was wiped off, and Bu Feifan sat cross-legged in the sky as if no one else was there.

    Looking at the hundreds of thousands of heavenly soldiers and generals like mountains and seas in front of him, Bu Feifan's eyes became clear.

    He thought of a piece of piano music, which was exactly the same as the scene at this moment.

    "Li Jing, do you still remember what I said?!"

    Bu Feifan looked at Li Jing and smiled calmly: "I, Bu Feifan, will pull you off the chariot and knock you into the dust!"

    "The old Jade Emperor is willing to send a hundred thousand heavenly soldiers to encircle and suppress me. Those people will never even think about going back alive!"

    Bu Feifan's words caused an uproar.

    Previously, Bu Feifan fought against the top ten quasi-sage generals, but he was at a disadvantage.

    But after just taking out a Guqin, Bu Feifan's tone changed?  !

    One hundred thousand heavenly soldiers and generals, can he really kill all by himself?

    No one believed that what Bu Feifan said would eventually become a reality, which itself was unrealistic.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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