concubine, you cant do

Chapter 595: Altar Baptism (3)
"Flop." Leng Yannuo finally couldn't bear it anymore, and spat out a fishy sweetness that swam from his belly to his throat.

"elder sister."

"Miss."

An urgent voice came from the audience.

Leng Yannuo smiled reassuringly at them, she is not alone now, she has to hide the secrets in her body and deal with this fog dragon, it is really too much for her.

But at this moment, no one can help her, because this is the baptism of the altar, those who intervene can only die, and will be executed by the people of the holy palace if they are not attacked by the fog dragon.

And at the moment when Leng Yannuo vomited blood, the fog dragon that was just roaring suddenly seemed to be furious, and its huge figure solidified little by little in the sky like fog piercing the clouds.

"Not good, the fog dragon is solidified, it's not a good sign." Lie Huang was the first to say loudly.

The Holy Palace Venerable has always been far away from the mountains and the moon, and there is a gloomy look on the face that floats like a fairy. After all, this girl couldn't hold back, she revealed her malice, and exposed her fetal gas. Wulong is naturally the protection of the Holy Palace. Airy, not fake, now...

Leng Yannuo looked at the fog dragon that was about to solidify, and his face was also anxious. With the power in his palm, and with the irreversible trend, he even flew into the air, with a huge foot, and the palm wind went straight towards the giant fog dragon that had already solidified. go.

"what……"

Everyone was shocked that the saint was going to attack Wulong.

"That's a sacred item of the Holy Palace, how could it be..." Qing Lan also looked terrified, just about to say something, but suddenly choked, it wasn't that she didn't say it, but someone tapped her vocal acupoints so quickly and precisely, Qing Lan looked around in an instant. At this moment, all the officials in the court retreated one after another, their official robes fluttering, while the venerable of the Holy Palace, the Holy Envoy, the Emperor Lie, and the concubine Qing beside him on the abutment just looked into the air, Not far away, Gong Lie, Gong Yue, and the people around Leng Nuo all looked anxiously at the sky, who exactly hit her acupuncture points, and her martial arts are not weak, so...

The black clouds weighed down, the fog dragon in the air swung its head, Leng Yannuo's slender figure was as small as a grain of sand in the sea, but everyone could see Leng Yannuo's unmoving face at this moment amidst the rush of the wind.

One palm shot.

"Boom." The sky seemed to collapse.

The expressions on the faces of the people can no longer be described in terms of shock. Thousands of men and women in the Holy Palace watched this unbelievable scene and forgot to speak. They were shocked because the fog dragon has protected the Holy Palace for thousands of years. It's just that everyone is in awe. Not only can I see my real body this time, but I was also attacked by a saint. This...

The fog dragon was about to solidify, watching Leng Yannuo's palm come down, a pair of round beads were shining red, looking at Leng Yannuo with a menacing look, thinking that he could stop Leng Yannuo's attack Action, I didn't expect Leng Yannuo to really dare to do it.

With one palm, it is very powerful and heavy.

Wulong's body, which was supposed to be completely solid, shook in the air, bloodshot from his forehead, "Roar..." Obviously Wulong was angry, his body spun rapidly in the air, and the dragon's tail swept straight at Leng Yannuo, like a thousand troops The arrow hit straight away.

Leng Yannuo slapped his palm and landed. He looked up and saw Wulong sweeping towards him, and the direction he aimed at was his belly. His brows were wrinkled, and Leng Yannuo leaped into the air. The sword in his sleeve was A faint crystal light shone in the dark sky, piercing the dragon's tail.

"Since the sky doesn't wait for me, then I'll overturn the sky." In the sky rolling in deep clouds, black and white had long been blurred, and everyone could only feel the violent wind and waves, like a flat boat in the sea breaking away at any time, but the clear and cold sky in the sky The female voice can be heard clearly.

Such arrogant and arrogant words, but right now, no one dares to doubt the authenticity of those words. In the Lie Kingdom, in the Holy Palace, to fight against the fog dragon is to fight against the sky.

Wulong was so excited that he kept swaying, attacking Leng Yannuo.

"Honorable." At this moment, Gong Yue jumped onto the abutment, kneeling in front of His Holiness, "Honorable..."

"Everything has its own destiny." The venerable Shenggong put his hands behind his hands, hanging up high as if nothing to do with himself, but no one noticed that the venerable Shenggong who had lived for an unknown number of years was behind the slightly His white fingers, and no one noticed the face of the envoy, who seemed to be indifferent, pure and free from frost, hidden under the mask beside the venerable saint.

The imperial guards rushed over from Emperor Lie's side, looked at Emperor Lie, and waited for his order.

"The holy dragon of the holy palace has appeared, and no one else can intervene, just wait for instructions." Lie Huang glanced at Gongyue and ordered to the imperial forest army who came behind him, with an undeniable momentum in his tone.

Seeing helplessness, Gongyue pursed her lips even tighter, her eyes seemed to be burning with anxiety.

The same goes for Frost and Wanxiang.

In the sky, Leng Yannuo and Wulong were still fighting, each blow became more fierce, Leng Yannuo's moves were vicious, and Wulong was also not to be outdone, but the huge body that was supposed to be solid just now gradually receded. It is full of luster, obviously he will not stay for a long time every time he comes out, that's right, or it is true, the holy palace can use this thing to rule the world, so why only guard the small holy palace.

The people of the Miao Sect are standing behind the people of the Holy Palace right now, with a few elders in front. The head of the Miao Sect is a middle-aged man who is not outstanding. At this time, he took advantage of everyone's attention to the sky and approached Frost.

Frost looked at Sect Master Miao, and pulled out his sword without saying a word. Frost was not the palm wind carried by a fool who felt that Sect Master Miao was approaching.

Sect Master Miao's face turned cold, obviously he didn't expect Frost to be so careful, and the wind came out of his hand.

Frost stood together in the same posture, avoiding the palm wind. Wan Xiang, who was beside her, just wanted to help, but she saw Frost shaking her head at herself. Naturally, she understood the meaning, so she looked at Frost and continued to look at the sky. As early as last night Leng Yannuo told them that no matter what happens on the altar today, they can't intervene. If they violate it, they will all go out of the strong country, so they have to...

However, the sudden fight between Hanshuang and Sect Master Miao made everyone even more frightened, but they couldn't stop it.

Qing Lan looked at the sky closely, why Wulong was so angry, even if Leng Yannuo was not a virgin, she definitely shouldn't be so angry.

Leng Yannuo, who was above the sky, had no choice but to make a move in order not to arouse everyone's suspicion. She tried to avoid her waist as much as possible. After all, she couldn't openly use her hands to protect her belly, and the people below were not stupid.

The roar was about to shatter the sky, and the pillar carved with thin dragons in front seemed to be trembling in the roar.

Leng Yannuo took a breath, this Wulong is really powerful, it is really not easy to defeat him.

"Shua..." Leng Yannuo struck desperately, piercing the eyeball of Wulong with a sword, bringing up the white light of Nine Heavens Hell, as fast as lightning.

"Peng." Above the sky, the fog dragon actually opened its mouth and swallowed Leng Yannuo's sword. , presumably now...

(End of this chapter)