Chapter One Hundred and Eleven Hundred Dragons Pilgrimage, Supreme

The black Phoenix exploded, and the original high-altitude battlefield was strongly distorted.

"old fart!" Daojun Mao's angry roar came from high above.

"Yin!" "Yin!" "Yin!"………………

The endless Phoenix's will is scattered around, and then gradually flying ash annihilation.

Black Phoenix dispersed in the battle, it would rather be destroyed than the Uri Daoist benefited.

In Jin Guangzhong, Daojun Mao was angry, but gradually accepted the facts.

The Dharma of Uri Daoist is somewhat incomplete. Obviously, the black Phoenix's self-destruct is still a bit harmful to Uri Daoist.

"Help, dad, help me!" Yang Zhijiu screamed in the valley below.

"Huh!"

Mao Daojun fell down in an instant, and a huge imposing manner was oppressed for a time, and the endless heat seemed to burn all around everything.

Two people fell on the ground, Yang Zhijiu and Gu Yue Holy Son!

"Father, child is poisoned by the ghost!" Gu Yue Holy Son said expectantly.

"Father, save me!" Yang Zhijiu also called.

Mao Daojun looked at his two sons, without a trace of hesitation, he immediately arrived in front of Yang Zhijiu.

With a wave of the probing hand, a golden light quickly rushed into Yang Zhijiu's body, making Yang Zhijiu poisonous.

"father!" A sorrow flashed in Gu Yue's eyes.

Father didn't even think about it, and went straight to Lao Jiu? Even a trace of hesitation, Gu Yue felt better in her heart.

However, Mr. Maori does not, without the slightest hesitation, save Yang Zhijiu first.

"Why? Lao Jiu is just a waste, why can't father see his son's efforts, why is Lao Jiu still so important, why?" Gu Yue Holy Son shouted in her heart.

"bang!"

The Nether Poison in Yang Zhijiu's body was dispelled.

"Father, I'm much better!" Yang Zhijiu shouted.

"en!" Maori Daojun nodded.

Turning his head, Maori Daojun looked towards Ancient Moon Holy Son.

"hmph, let you take Old Gu Jiu, how did you do it? If I didn't find out in time, Lao Jiu would be dead this time!" Daojun Mao scolded.

As if opening the wound and sprinkling a handful of salt. Gu Yue Holy Son's heart at this moment is cold.

He scolded, he scolded, Daojun Mao still spied a golden light into Gu Yue Holy Son's body.

"hong long long!"

A large amount of black energy was forced out of the body, and the ghost poison in Gu Yue Holy Son's body also slowly dissipated.

"Thanks father!" Gu Yue Holy Son said with a sorrow.

Turn his head, Maori Daojun looked towards Mo Yuxi.

Under the rays of light, the appearance of Daojun Uri is still unclear.

"Yu Xi Saintess? It seems that you have gained quite a lot this time!" Daojun Mao coldly said.

Mo Yuxi took a step and took a deep breath and said: "Since the Maori Daoist is here, then just solve the matter!"

"oh?" Maori Dao Jun coldly said.

"Guyue Holy Son behind the Zichuan daoist, the following offense, please also Uri Daojun to decide!" Mo Yuxi said solemnly.

"The following offense?" Daojun Mao looked towards Zichuan coldly.

"Yes, I am Da Zhao Holy Land Saintess, I belong to the'True Lord', and he is just a'daoist'. He hurts the true Lord with a daoist, and even supposes that the true Lord is controlled by the outer sect Xiao Xiao. As a puppet, I dare to violate the Jokhang ban today, and I will bebetraying the sect against the ancestors in the future. I also ask Dao Monarch Uri to be the master!" Mo Yuxi seriously said.

"Mr. Dao!" Zichuan suddenly bowed down with shiver coldly.

"Mo Yuxi, true monarch, what is said is true?" Maori Daojun coldly said.

"Father, Zichuan is listening to my orders, according to what I mean...!" Gu Yue Holy Son suddenly shouted.

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