"He used cruel ghost skills to deprive Xuanyuan Xiu of the three-turn extreme Yin constitution, but unexpectedly, he was backfired by the three-turn extreme Yin constitution that he had already recognized his master..." Qianfeng's eyes were slightly cold, and he looked disdainful.

Bai Feng and I looked at each other, which was a little funny.

Yes, no matter how powerful Xuan Yanqing is, no matter how strong the Sanzhuoji Yin is, it is simply a scumbag for the part of the evolution of Qianfeng.

Don’t talk about the three-turn extreme Yin constitution, even the nine-turn is useless!

Obviously, Xuanyuan Qing did not expect that after he left, the deprived person he had decided to be selected by the most talented beast he had obtained from that place, and used his bloodline to forcibly wash away the contract he left on Xuanyuan Xiu...

Xuanyuan Xiu’s life should not be lost!

This is our first idea.

Looking at the other side, Xuanyuan Meng was already crazy and directly swept away 80% of the thousands of Xuanyuan disciples. Now the rest are all the people who are dissatisfied with him and run the fastest.

I'm afraid that the disciples of Xuanyuan's family would never have dreamed that the one who came to his tribe in the end was nothing else, but the great elder he was afraid of!

Moreover, in the previous fierce battle, their battlefield had been transferred from this huge pit to the Xuanyuan tribe outside!

At this moment, the whole Xuanyuan family was in chaos and was very lively.

"Xiaoxiu, are they?" The young man who had been jealous of Xuanyuan Meng quietly came to us, and asked with a serious expression and worry.

"Master of Lord Qianfeng." Xuanyuan Xiu had already completely accepted our identity and was very calm.

"Master of Lord Qianfeng?" This son is named Xuanyuan Zhe, and he is the great-grandson of the former Great Elder. Naturally, his vision is also good. But obviously, his relationship with Xuanyuan Xiu is quite good.

"good."

"..." Xuanyuan Zhe was obviously speechless, and was silent for a while before smiling bitterly: "Sir, do you have a grudge against Xuanyuan Meng, an old man?"

I raised my eyebrows: "He is worthy, too?"

When Xuanyuan Zhe and Xuanyuan Xiu and even Qianfeng were speechless, I shook my head and said, "He killed my wife's followers, so naturally he can't let it go."

"Master, where is my master's wife?" Bai Feng's eyes lit up and his face was excited.

I glared at this guy, and this guy was so excited.

"Aren't you worried about your own tribe?" Bai Feng saw me glaring at him, touched his nose awkwardly, and asked Xuanyuan Zhe curiously.

"Worrying that they are not worthy of being my tribe!" Xuanyuan Zhe looked disdainful: "The bloodline of the Xuanyuan clan is now impure, and these guys are not worthy of being my tribe at all. Now, the bloodline of the Xuanyuan clan is pure, except for our lineage, there are only a few branches, as well as the clan leader. Except for the clan leader, all other branches have been bullied for a long time. These Xuanyuan clans are no longer our tribe members, but just a group of idiots who are afraid of life and death and have ill-intentioned..."

Obviously, Xuanyuan Zhe was very resentful and began to complain.

And less than two hundred ghost cultivators gradually gathered behind him, all of whom were deeply convinced.

While listening to their nonsense, I recovered Weixuan's injuries.

After Xuanyuan was swept away by Xuanyuan Meng for 30%, a group of old antiques were finally alarmed.

No, it cannot be said to be a group, because there are only three of these old antiques!

However, these three are all powerful people at the gold level of the demigod. Although the strongest one is only the peak of the third-level demigod gold, it is already rare. After all, this is just a middle-level force that suddenly expands.

If I'm not mistaken, most of the medium-level forces, the strongest, are just one or two levels of gold in the demigod.

"Ghost... Lord Ghost!"

Weixuan got it right, and when she saw me, she knelt down.

I was covered in black, and this woman was yelling. At this moment, let alone those disciples of Xuanyuan, even Kuangfeng and Xuanyuan Xiu were looking at me with a look of ghosts.

"You have been controlled by others for too long, are you stupid?" Although I saw almost all of suspicion and disbelief except for the master and servant of Qianfeng, I still felt that Weixuan, who had been controlled by others for too long, had a lower IQ.

"Haha, Saint, you are really good at joking." Xuanyuan Zhe laughed dryly, glanced at Weixuan helplessly, and his tone was peaceful and friendly.

Weixuan didn't have time to pay attention to him, and she suddenly realized, shook her head and smiled bitterly, "I have indeed become stupid, and I have hallucinations..."

Weixuan explained it as if it was true or false, but more than 90% of the ghost cultivators believed it. Except for the Master and servant of Qianfeng who still maintained a look of surprise and doubt, only Xuanyuan Zhe was thinking, unable to believe it, and looked at me in great confusion.

"If you are really a ghost master, can you control the ghost master's holy realm?" Xuanyuan Zhe tilted his head slightly and said nervously.

"The Ghost Lord's Holy Land has something to do with me." I don't agree.

Xuanyuan Zhe was a little disappointed. Obviously, the very weak one, hope that I was the Ghost Lord, had completely failed.

"What is the Ghost Lord Holy Land?" Bai Feng's face looked a little ugly, because he was the successor of the Ghost Lord, and he was the least hopeful. He and he could almost call another Ghost Lord successor whom he could be called his brother, were really the master of the Ghost Lord Holy Land.

If this is the case, he would not be willing to approve of the successor of the ghost master.

"Let's go and meet Xuanyuan Meng." I didn't care about the Holy Land of the Ghost Lord, so I was too lazy to waste brain cells thinking about these things. Instead, I flashed and followed Xuanyuan Meng's traces.

"Haha, you all have to die!"

Xuanyuan Meng's madness has not yet recovered and it has become more serious. As for the claw that stretched out from his chest, it is more delicate, white and tender, and most of his arms have grown, and it has reached the position of his arms.

"Isn't this going to give birth to a complete body?" Bai Feng's face was strange, and his casual complaints made everyone shocked.

"Reborn!"

For some reason, these words popped up in my mind.

But I think it's ridiculous. After all, if this form is reborn, I'm still speechless.

As Xuanyuan Meng harvested more and more ghost cultivators, the ghost energy and yin energy in his body became stronger and stronger. As the body transformed from the ghost pill in his chest became more and more complete.

When Xuanyuan's family was only 20% of the ghost cultivators were left, a complete arm and palm, half of his body, and a complete long legs had already emerged from his chest...

OK, can I say, this long leg...uh, does the leg play in the New Year?

That’s right, the long legs of those international supermodels in the world are simply weak compared to this one.

Of course, this long leg should not belong to a woman. Because, from that half of the body, you can see that this is a man!

"I'll go, is this really going to give birth?" I couldn't help but complain.
Chapter completed!