God-slaughtering King

"She's fine. She just abolished cultivation, resulting in excessive bleeding, severe pain and fainting!"

Nanmen Feng glanced at the scorpion locust queen without half a silk of sympathy, then bent his fingers and flicked seven five healing elixirs, flying straight to the military God.

Reaching for the pill, the military God said gratefully, "thank you, master!"

With that, he fed the pill into the scorpion locust Queen's mouth, and a strange halo wrapped around her body. Whether it was internal injury or trauma, she had recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye.

However, the lost cultivation is irreparable!

In this life, she is the queen of scorpion locusts. At most, she can take Huaren pill and become an ordinary woman. She deserves it!

But will she really be willing to be so mediocre?

Obviously, she won't!

If you dare to abolish your accomplishments, you have the bottom card to restore your accomplishments.

At present, ten thousand years are approaching, and the prophecy of the famine God is about to be realized!

Moreover, she already knows that the condition for realization is Nanmen Maple!

Otherwise, how could it be so coincidental?

Therefore, she needs the help of Nanmen maple to break away from the killing array, so she can willingly abandon her cultivation. Otherwise, with her queen's heart, she would rather commit suicide than be humiliated!

"Please Yan Shao, Savior king!"

The walking monk and the seven males who ate the sky knelt on one knee and asked.

"Uh?"

Nanmen Feng was stunned. Just when he remembered that he appeared, the king seemed to be dead.

Shen Shen, Nanmen Feng said, "for the sake of his timely appearance and turning the tide, Ben Shao doesn't care about the past gratitude and resentment with him!"

After saying that, he waved and threw away the immortal incense, which had not been burned out, into the monk's hand: "ignite this incense and turn around the king of utensils for a few times, so as to dispel the dead spirit in his body!"

"Thank you, Yan Shao!"

The monk bowed and jumped into the air and rushed into the palace.

Devouring the seven heroes of heaven, he took out the Huaqing Bible previously given by Nanmen maple and presented it to the past: "Yan Shao, these anti heaven skills, our seven brothers, have no blessing to receive, please take them back!"

Nanmen Feng frowned and didn't pick it up. He said, "what I gave less is like water thrown out. Is there any reason to take it back?"

"But..."

It's really hard for Qixiong to eat the sky!

"It's nothing, but I don't blame you for choosing to follow the king of weapons, and this skill should be a small gift for me to make friends with seven of your brothers!"

Nanmen Maple waved his hand and passed through the air. He fell ten feet away from huaruolan and didn't dare to get close!

"Peacock?"

"Divine beast?"

"The identity of this little girl is not simple!"

Nanmen Feng said in his heart, there were startling waves, and his eyes narrowed slightly, looking at the peacock's virtual shadow, which was colorful.

I felt a familiar breath in the sky, and the faint flower Ruolan opened her beautiful eyes. The peacock's virtual shadow trembled a few times and converged into the body by itself.

"Prince!"

Seeing the maple at the south gate, Hua Ruolan rushed into the embrace of the maple at the South Gate like the wind.

"I haven't seen you for a few days, so I miss me?"

Nanmen Feng smiled, warm and sweet, just remembered that he would be separated from her soon, and his heart was very bad.

"I'm worried about you, okay!"

Hua Ruolan's two small powder fists hammered Nanmen Maple's back: "a person goes deep into the tiger's den. Do you know how afraid I am to lose you?"

"Don't you know I'm lucky?" Nanmen Feng smiled happily: "I've been with me for so long. Which time have you been disappointed?"

"Almost killed by the queen of scorpion locust, and I'm poor!"

Hua Ruolan is not angry, but her hands are getting tighter and tighter, which makes Nanmen Maple's chest stuffy, but he doesn't break away. This is Hua Ruolan's love for him!

In fact, what surprised Nanmen Maple was the fact that Hua Ruolan had peacock blood!

peacock!

What a tyrannical beast it is!

Enough to match the existence of golden winged ROC and real dragon god Phoenix

It's almost the overlord of the beasts in the world!

Moreover, Nanmen Maple also felt that Hua Ruolan, who had experienced the protection of the peacock, had soared to the realm of creation.

Such a terrible speed was against the sky. He couldn't help asking, "Lan'er, can I ask you something?"

"What's the matter?" Hua Ruolan said with a smile: "what mystery do you pretend to be with me?"

"What's the matter with your peacock blood?" Nanmen Feng asked with a smile.

"What peacock blood? Do I have?" Hua Ruolan was very surprised.

"Don't you know?" Nanmen Feng was surprised.

"I don't understand what you're talking about!"

Hua Ruolan loosened her hands and stared at Nanmen Maple with beautiful eyes.

"That's strange!"

Nanmen Feng scratched his head. His eyes are not blind!

"You mean this!"

Hua Ruolan stretched her hand from her neck to her chest, and then took out a peacock jade pendant.

"What is this?"

The maple hole in the south gate opened Xumi's eyes, and two beams of Tai Chi magic light fell on the peacock jade pendant. I found that there was a very violent energy surging inside.

"My mother left it to me!"

"What about your mother?"

"My father said that she died when she gave birth to me. I only saw her on the portrait at home. She is very beautiful, more beautiful than me, really like the sacred peacock!"

Speaking of her mother, Hua Ruolan showed a naive and sweet smile on her face, but soon it was replaced by a touch of sadness.

"It's my fault. It reminds you of your sadness!" Nanmen Feng apologized.

"It doesn't matter. You should know these sooner or later!"

Hua Ruolan turned grief into joy, approached Feng's ear at the south gate and said, "except my father, you are the first man who makes me move!"

"Why add your father?" Nanmen Feng was a little jealous.

"Because he took pains to raise me and selflessly dedicated all his love to me!"

Hua Ruolan is affectionate: "so I love you and him very much. You two are the most important men in my mind!"

Nanmen Maple looked obliquely at the sky and felt stingy. He couldn't help holding Hua Ruolan in his arms again.

However, Hua Ruolan regarded him as his favorite person, but he didn't treat Hua Ruolan the same way. Infinite guilt arose spontaneously.

After such a long time, Nanmen Feng loosened the little beauty and said, "let's go to the palace!"

"Yes!"

Hua Ruolan nodded affectionately, and the South Gate Maple put his arm around her willow waist and flew into the palace.

As soon as he saw Nanmen Feng entering the palace, all martial practitioners saluted one after another. As soon as Nanmen Feng waved, he sat on the top throne with Hua Ruolan!

That was originally the throne of the instrument king.

But now, the king is willing to sit in the first place. His face is pale, his spirit is depressed, and there is a trace of regret in his eyes. He doesn't dare to see Nanmen maple.

This time, his narrow escape made him deeply realize that nanmenfeng was not his enemy, but his friend.

Everything he did before, now think about it, it's too much. He has no face to face Nanmen Maple!

But these regrets are only temporary. With his character, he can be ungrateful at any time. Sooner or later, Nanmen Maple will become the biggest enemy and unattainable existence in his mind.

"Hero, I knew you wouldn't die so easily!"

Seeing that nanmenfeng was safe, Huang Ren couldn't believe his eyes and didn't know how he survived.

"Lucky escape!"

The maple in the South Gate said faintly, and then looked at the dawn: "Lord Qi Wang, there's nothing serious about the injury!"

"It's all right. Thank you for saving Yan Shao, but I don't dare to be an adult!" Qi Wang took a face and was a little embarrassed. Then he took out a gold soft armour from the storage ring and said, "little intention, I hope Yan Shao Haihan!"

"It's enough to know how to repay kindness. I have so many treasures that I don't need you to spend money!" Nanmen Feng waved his hand and said indifferently.

This imperial treasure armor may be jealous and hot in the eyes of ordinary martial artists, but it is not very useful for Nanmen maple. The defense of demon gold body is much more powerful than these body protectors.

"Hero, this is my cousin's apology. Just take it as hard as you can!"

Huang Ren advised that if the maple at the South Gate refused to accept it, and so many people looked at it, wouldn't it be tantamount to losing the face of the king of weapons.

Nanmen Feng glanced at the weapon king. Seeing his sincerity on his face, he couldn't help saying, "Lan'er, go and get the treasure armor and give it to you!"

"Give it to me?"

Hua Ruolan can't believe her ears. It's an imperial treasure armor. Wearing it on her body, she can resist the attack of the triple strong of fortune without being infringed.

Now, Nanmen Feng didn't even blink his eyelids, so he wanted to give it to himself. It seems that this golden silk soft armor is no different from garbage in his eyes.

At the moment, many martial arts practitioners are full of fire. It would be great if they could give it to themselves, but it's a daydream.

"What are you waiting for? Just take the kindness of the king!" Nanmen Feng waved the golden soft armor and stuffed it to Hua Ruolan.

"Is that really good?"

Hua Ruolan was slightly embarrassed when she looked at the king of utensils. It was given to Nanmen maple. If she took it, wouldn't it mean that Nanmen Maple despised the king of utensils.

"If you want to take it, take it!"

Under the coercion of Nanmen maple, Hua Ruolan had to accept it. The king didn't say anything, but his face was not good-looking.

At this time, the monk said, "Yan Shao, there's another thing to trouble you. I don't know if you can cure Hua Yuntao's injury?"

"Hua Yuntao?" Nanmen Feng glanced around: "where is he?"

"The Dantian is broken and is in a coma. He is lying in the inner hall!"

The monk is full of sorrow. If he wants to cure the injury of Dantian, he must be a divine soul master. At present, the weapon king is injured, and alchemy is no longer possible. Moreover, the weapon king is not very good at Dan Dao!

Looking at the whole audience, only the spirit cultivation of Nanmen Maple can refine the five-level Seven Star Juqi powder, so we can only turn to him!

Then, the South Gate maple, the walking monk and many martial arts practitioners entered the inner hall.

On a wide jade bed lay a young man who was unconscious, with dry lips and a pale face like paper!

The maple cave in the south gate opened Xumi's eyes and scanned his whole body. The golden light flickered and said: "there is no straight elixir field, but the wall of the elixir field is damaged. The Seven Star Juqi powder should be able to cure his injury, but it is difficult to completely cure the effect of Juqi powder after his cultivation. You have to refine a Zifu Lingdan!"

After listening to Nanmen Feng's words, the monk was finally relieved, but a new problem came: "there are hundreds of herbs needed to refine Qixing Juqi powder and Fuzi Lingdan, as well as Dan prescriptions..."

"You don't have to worry about this. I have Qixing Juqi powder here. I also have the medicinal materials and Dan prescription of Fuzi Lingdan!"

Nanmen Feng said with a smile, relieved the monk's anxiety, and then threw out a seven star Juqi powder, which floated directly into huayuntao's Dantian, decomposed, and the majestic drug energy poured into the injured part at once.