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"Kill!"

On the top of the sycamore tree, outside the bird's nest, the cry of killing shook the sky!

In order to enter the Bird's Nest, monks from other areas have already started a bloody battle. The shouts of killing are deafening. The brilliance of different combat skills is almost like fireworks blooming in the night sky.

The top of the tree was blooming, making the void turbulent, as if it was about to break!

There is no doubt that this is a big fight without any rules. There are many casualties, one after another, and a waterfall of blood flows from top to bottom, dyeing the originally sacred sycamore tree into a dazzling and miserable color.

It looks just like a devil tree!

"The Son has arrived!"

Suddenly, a loud voice spread clearly throughout the entire battlefield.

A group of people came to kill, all of them were outstanding figures of the younger generation, which would make any young prodigy feel numb when they saw it. If they join, it will no longer be a tit-for-tat battle, but a one-sided killing.

However, these people were just the vanguards leading the way. Behind them, Saint Son of Zuihuanlou was astonishing, like a king of immortality who swiftly traveled around the world. His whole body was like the scorching sun, releasing astonishing energy.

At this moment, around him, a colorful peach blossom forest appeared in the void like a mirage.

As I walked forward, the peach forest rotated, and pink flowers flew all over the sky, like a crystal rain of flowers falling, confusing time and space, and disturbing the mind.

Seeing Nangong Zhehua's arrival, the monks who were fighting all stopped in unison and made way for him to lead straight to the Bird's Nest.

The treasure is touching people's hearts, but when faced with a powerful being like Nangong Zhehua, the cultivators still know the importance and naturally do not dare to seek death by trying to stop the other party.

"Well, this scene is a bit charming!"

The peach blossom forest becomes more and more real, with colorful fallen flowers and falling flowers. People see a clear small lake appearing in the rotating peach forest. The shores are lined with patches of ancient peach trees with cracked bark.

Like open dragon scales.

However, this is not the place that attracts all the cultivators' attention. The peach trees are actually covered with brightly colored dresses, and there is a faint fragrance of powder flowing out.

"These can't be true, they can be so real!"

People were shocked. No matter they were men or women, peach blossoms were dancing in the air. The entire small lake was awash in pink. The crystal rain of flowers completely enveloped the small lake. It looked like a fairyland, very beautiful and beautiful.

In addition, there were waves of refreshing fragrance floating in the air, which was refreshing and made everyone look intoxicated.

"Smelly rascal!"

However, in the next moment, people heard whispers of curses, and the faces of the prodigies in the crowd were all blushing. A shy crimson color appeared on their crystal pretty faces, and they looked extremely sultry!

The male cultivators, on the other hand, all had intense eyes. They stretched their necks to look into the small lake, their eyes almost popping out of their sockets.

In the small lake, twelve beautiful girls were taking a bath. Their black hair was like a waterfall, their arms were like frost and snow, and their crystal jade bodies were shining with a seductive luster. Compared with the rain of flowers in the sky, they were even more eye-catching.

As if they felt the gazes of the cultivators, the beautiful girls who were bathing all laughed like silver bells, touching the hearts of the people, like a peerless enchantress, charming and stunning in the world!

"Girls, don't you think the twelve of you sisters are a bit small?" Nangong Zhehua said in a bewildering way.

Hearing his words, the twelve women bathing in the lake all nodded gently.

At this moment, facing the gazes of the cultivators, they still didn't care. They were all elegant and elegant, with little drops of water on their jade-like skin, which made them extraordinarily tender and translucent.

"Master, that's true. The twelve of us are indeed a little short!" A slim woman among them combed her dripping black hair and looked at Nangong Zhehua with an intoxicating smile on her face.

, that soft and waxy sound makes people feel like the spring breeze is blowing on their face.

"In this case, the master will give you a chance, so you must take advantage of it!" Nangong Zhehua said with a frivolous smile.

The next moment, the twelve women all came to the shore. They were all covered with only a red gauze. Their graceful and charming bodies were looming, which could not be covered at all. They were all like lotuses emerging from the water, radiant and very possessive.

Temptation.

They have towering peaks, pink arms like jade, a slim waist, flawless white legs, straight and slender legs, light moving feet, a beautiful scenery, flowers and rain flying around, such bold women are definitely extraordinary.

For that beautiful woman who was twenty years old, with moist red lips, jade-like teeth, and a very charming smile, with black hair scattered on her snow-white chest, her voice was magnetic and very pleasant, and she said: "Master, the opportunity has come.

It’s not easy, how can we, the twelve sisters, not take advantage of it, Master, please take care of it!”

"Isn't that woman Qin Xuan from the Qingyun Sect?" Suddenly, a gasping voice sounded, and someone told the origin of the leading woman, with shock in their eyes.

"What, could it be that beauty that is rare to see in a thousand years, Qin Xuan?" People were shocked, and they were all stunned.

Because in people's impression, Qin Xuan is a woman as bright as the bright moon, like a goddess, so aloof that people dare not feel blasphemous.

However, she has changed now. It cannot be said that she is shameless, but she cannot be said to be the same person before. It is as if she has changed.

"No wonder it is so. The peach blossom forest we saw turned out to be one of the most famous holy warriors in Huanlou, the folding flower fan. It is no wonder that Qin Xuan has completely changed!"

"What?"

Shocked by the news of the folding flower fan, the audience burst into exclamations of surprise, and all the talented women in the crowd turned pale and hurriedly fled outside.

As for the male cultivators who had Taoist companions, their expressions suddenly changed. They took their wives and ran out as fast as they could, as if there were wolves behind them, and they were all in panic.

Because the folding flower fan is a notorious holy weapon in the world, any female cultivator with a bit of shame would not want to have anything to do with it.

"Everyone has run away, and you still don't take action." Looking at the female cultivators fleeing in the crowd, a joking smile suddenly appeared on Nangong Zhehua's face.

Hearing his words, the twelve girls in gauze suddenly rushed from the peach forest into the crowd like red lightning, each with exposed jade arms, slender legs, and graceful figures, with the gauze fluttering.

During this time, it is difficult to hide her charming figure, her skin is crystal clear and shiny, all of which are extremely moving and possess unparalleled allure.

"Kick-kick"

Laughter like silver bells could be heard endlessly, accompanied by waves of flowers dancing in the rain. The twelve women broke into the crowd with a fragrance like musk and orchid, their graceful figures moved, and large patches of snow-white appeared from time to time.

, but any normal man would have his blood boiling when he sees such a scene.

However, people were in awe, because those twelve women were definitely not a group of normal women. Otherwise, how could they be so bold, bare back and shoulders, not caring, and smiling happily.

What's more important is that they are currently hunting the most talented women in the crowd. Regardless of whether they are alone or already have a partner, all women have become their targets.

For a moment, outside the Bird's Nest, the cultivators were in chaos. The twelve women were like tigers entering the flock of sheep, bringing unprecedented fear to the cultivators.

Because when they were arresting female cultivators, any male cultivators who stood in their way would become dead souls under their control, and they would not be able to compete with them at all.

"Nangong Zhehua, you are looking for death!"

Suddenly, a startling and angry voice sounded, and dozens of figures quickly jumped from a distance, and their bodies gradually grew larger. They turned out to be people from the Bingyun Sect.

Seeing the people from the Bingyun Sect appear, the cultivators who were originally in a mess all found their backbone and quickly moved towards the people from the Bingyun Sect.

"It turns out to be Sister Ran Zhu. I didn't expect you to come here very quickly," Nangong Zhehua smiled slightly, with an evil smile on her face: "What, do you want to throw yourself into my arms?"

At this time, the twelve women who were ordered to hunt down the female nuns had returned to his side, and each of them captured the beautiful nun.

The captured female cultivators all had frightened eyes with tears in their eyes, because they knew what would happen if they fell into the hands of Nangong Zhehua.

They originally thought that their lives were over, but after seeing the arrival of Ran Zhu and others from the Bingyun Sect, they all had their last glimmer of hope. They looked at Ran Zhu pitifully, hoping that she could save them from the sea of ​​misery.

"Nangong Zhehua, you bastard, let them go quickly!" Ran Zhu's voice was cold, and his towering chest moved up and down out of excessive anger, drawing one touching arc after another.

"Why should I release the person I captured?" Nangong Zhehua stretched out her hand to lift the slender chin of a captured female cultivator, with a hint of lust in her eyes. This made the female cultivator feel like she was sitting on pins and needles.

Feeling uncomfortable all over!

"If you don't let them go, then you won't be able to enter the Bird's Nest today. I think I will try my best to stop you. In the land of inheritance, what does it mean to miss the opportunity? I think you are better than me.

It’s clearer!” Ran Zhu raised his eyebrows, his face was heroic and awe-inspiring, and he didn’t dare to offend.

"Ran Zhu, you are forcing me!" Nangong Zhehua's expression turned cold. He stared at Ran Zhu momentarily, his eyes exuding an icy temperature.

"So what if I force you? In one sentence, let him go, otherwise, you will have no chance of this Phoenix inheritance!" Ran Zhu said without giving up.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, I didn't expect that the dignified Mr. Zhehua would be in trouble. It's really rare!" Frivolous laughter sounded, and the Holy Son arrived again, with a pair of lightning wings behind his back, and the golden color had a holy aura.

The arc crackled, deafening.

More importantly, with the support of the lightning wings, this Holy Son was able to break the suppression of the Forbidden Sky Realm, which shocked people.

"The Lightning Son is here!"

People exclaimed and looked at the Holy Son of Lightning in the sky with horrified expressions. Not to mention anything else, just being able to stand tall in the sky in the forbidden space is not something that ordinary people can do!

"Lightning, I'm in a bad mood, don't make a mistake!" Nangong Zhehua looked at the Holy Son of Lightning impatiently, with a look of boredom in her eyes.

"These words make me so scared," the Holy Son of Lightning patted his chest, with a look of fear on his face, and said, "Don't worry, I won't take action, I'm very timid!"

However, despite this, people did not see a trace of fear in the eyes of the Holy Son of Lightning. On the contrary, there was mostly a joking expression.

"Humph!" Nangong Zhehua snorted coldly and ignored the other party. Instead, she turned her attention to Ran Zhu again, with a somewhat tangled look on her face.

The country is picturesque and the beauties are like flowers. He did not get the name of Prince Zhehua for no reason. He was asked to choose between inheritance and beautiful women. Even if he is a saint's son, he is still very entangled.

What's more important is that other Holy Sons have begun to arrive now, which is doomed that his idea of ​​suppressing Ran Zhu and making Ran Zhu's wish come true will be in vain.

In this way, he had to make a choice between inheritance and beauty flower.

After all, there are quite a few forces that have good relations with the Bingyun Sect, and it is not good for him to put himself in danger just for this matter. After all, he is here today for the sake of inheritance. As for hunting down female cultivators, he is the one who

Just something I suddenly wanted to do.

"Swish swish"

The sound of breaking wind sounded one after another, and the saints and saints from various areas arrived one after another. Looking at the tense atmosphere in the field, they quickly understood the situation.

The expressions of the saints did not fluctuate much, but the saints all had gloomy expressions. They all looked at Nangong Zhehua with cold eyes. Obviously, they were very dissatisfied with his behavior.
To be continued...