The genius ninth miss

Chapter 817 Ninth Young Master, Help!

"Hmph, you're dreaming, damn the Temple of Judgment!" The female spiritualist was about twenty years old, she raised her head stubbornly, and looked at the people in the Temple of Judgment with eyes full of hatred. companion.They came out this time with a total of 23 people. All seventeen men were killed by the people of the Temple of Judgment, and only six women were left behind. I didn’t expect the Temple of Judgment to keep saying that they were the spokesperson of God, and their thoughts were so dirty. .

"If you want to kill, kill, do you think we will be afraid?" Another female spiritualist next to him, with only a look, her face turned pale with fright, but she still stubbornly said, "The lackeys of the Temple of Judgment, if you don't kill us today! If you dare to touch half a hair of us, if Master Ninth finds out, he will definitely set your so-called holy city on fire!"

"Hahaha, Ninth Young Master, do you think that Ninth Young Master is a god? It's this time, and I'm still thinking about Ninth Young Master, why don't you think about how to please us uncles, so that you can have fun before you die!"

While talking, the deacon leaned towards the girl, and raised his hand to touch her face.Undoubtedly, this woman is the most beautiful and the most powerful among the six living girls. She is already a seven-star great spirit master, but she is not a match for the deacon of the heaven rank.

The seven-star great spiritual masters are already among the top experts in the Central Continent. This is a team led by three seven-star great spiritual masters. They went to the mountain to gather medicine, but they didn't expect to meet people from the Temple of Judgment. In the end, they only survived. six women.

"This girl is mine, and the others are up to you!" After the deacon of the Judgment Temple finished speaking, he rushed towards the girl, and there were a total of twenty judges behind him, all of whom were at the level of great spiritual masters. , the strength just suppressed those five girls, even if the strength is not good, but many people can bully few people, the girls are still not their opponents.

"No, no, you are not allowed to come over!"

Seeing the crowd like wolves and tigers, the girls huddled together, leaning their backs against their backs, ready to struggle to the death.Being in the Nangong family, although their status is not as close as that of Nangong Qianxi and the others, they are still noble girls on this road. They would rather die than be defiled, especially by these beasts.

Whoa!

All the spiritual power in their bodies was suppressed, and after being locked in by the powerful spiritual power of the heaven-level spiritual master, they even had no chance of committing suicide.As soon as her body was cold, the sound of clothes being torn could be heard, and immediately a girl started to cry, her body trembling, "Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo , help me [-]th young master!”

"Yes, Master Ninth will lead the team into the mountain today, let's call Master Ninth together!"

In the midst of the crisis, an inspiration flashed, and the slightly older woman calmed down and took the lead in shouting, "Master Ninth, help!"

Several other women followed her, even at this time, they were already fish on other people's chopping boards, their clothes had been torn into pieces by the hands of these so-called God's spokespersons, and there was the mocking voice of the judge deacon, their hearts His thoughts remained firm, and the voice of calling for help sounded in the mountains over and over again.

Beitinghuang's footsteps paused in the air, and she called out, stimulating her blood to surge up. Seeing the scene in front of her that was not as good as a beast, Beitinghuang pulled out the soft sword in her hand, and with a thought , 36 soft sword clones, invisible, hanging over the heads of the spokesmen of the gods.

(End of this chapter)