The Emperor of the Immortal Realm

"Holy Son, this is a win-win!" Mr. Wenruo said again.

"I don't like being threatened!" Gu Yue Holy Son said solemnly.

Gu Yue Holy Son said, suddenly Mr. Wenruo was speechless. With a wry smile, nodded withdrew.

Here, Gu Yue Holy Son is the biggest, no matter how strong or standing, no one dares to object.

Wei Su immediately stepped forward and said: "Holy Son, among my four Junior Brothers, Wei Jia and Wei Yi, I practiced'Profound Nether Two Qi', the eroding person Divine Soul. They are infected with Profound Nether, and they must be in agony. No one can stop this torture, let them come!"

The four people behind Wei Wei, two of them with blue-faced men came out respectfully.

Look at the two, Gu Yue Holy Son gently nodded.

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The army of Yan Chuan waded through the mountains and water, and swiftly headed towards the lair of the demon bull.

From afar, I saw a large number of practitioners gathering on the distant mountains, looking at a great valley together.

"Ah~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!"

"Ah~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~!"

In the distance, two heart-piercing screams came from the great valley.

"It's the voice of Sect Master!" Jiu Jiansheng complexion changed.

"Three Martial Uncle, is the voice of Three Martial Uncle!" Three swordsmen complexion changed.

"Go, hurry!" Yan Chuan urged again.

"hong long long!"

Many powerhouses quickly rushed towards the canyon not far away.

In the canyon.

Guyue Holy Son took everyone to look down the canyon.

Below, Wei Jia and Wei Yi exhaled the blue qi from their palms one after another, covering the extremely dark Feng Tairan and Duan Sanzhu.

The blue air envelops the two of them, and the two who were originally poisoned and seriously injured have formed a layer of frost and trembling constantly.

"Say, say it!" Wei Jia coldly said.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh !"

The two screamed in pain and laughed, but they refused to speak.

"Say, say it!" Wei Yi also exclaimed anxiously.

The all around looked at the powerhouse, frowning at these two people, their mouths were too hard. It was so miserable that I refused to say it.

Guyue Holy Son's face is terrifying gloomy.

"Don't talk about it, I will freeze your Divine Soul!" Wei Jia coldly said.

But Duan Sanzhu clenched his teeth. Even if he screamed, he looked at Wei Jia coldly, and refused to speak.

"courting death!" Wei Jia's face was cold, and her palms suddenly emitted bursts of purple light, as if she was about to freeze Duan Sanzhu Divine Soul to pieces.

"Stop ～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～!"

"Boom, boom, boom, Bang...!"

For a time, a hundred sword light rushed straight into the canyon, Wei Jia and Wei Yi.

"en?"

The two are distracted, and a lot of sword light has been killed.

"hmph!"

The two are coldly snorted, and the probing hands shoot out with each palm.

"hong long long!"

Baidao sword light was suddenly broken.

Jiu Jiansheng and Seven Swordsman shot at the same time, and they were easily resolved by the two.

However, this is enough. At least the two will no longer destroy Feng Tairan and Duan Sanzhu.

"bang!"