Immortal King

Zijing, in the palace!

Mo Sanshan, who was stabbed in his leg by a bone spur, clutched his **** thigh, and was helped by Wang Ke.

"Come on, Old Mo, you sit down and rest, this time you can do it! It really makes me admire!" Wang Ke exclaimed.

"Huh?" Mo Sanshan looked at Wang Ke.

"I just heard it out. You publicized that the old sect master has left the Shiwan Dashan Mountain, and let the dragon bones relax their vigilance. Then, you persuaded Fang Ai to set up a series of tricks to deceive Tian Shizhong and Huang Youxian to come, forcing them to cooperate with Fang Ai to deal with the dragon bones. It turns out that all of this was planned by you!" Wang Ke patted Mo Sanshan on the shoulder.

Mo Sanshan's face turned black in an instant, is it all me?

Now the lungs of Fang An, Tian Shizhong, and Huang Youxian are all going to explode with anger. They were supposed to kill you, but now they are going to kill the dragon bones. You still want to see you here? Blame me?

"No, no, it's none of my business!" Mo Sanshan exclaimed suddenly.

If I recognize it, and I'll be stared at by a few of them, I'll be out of luck!

"Don't be humble! Ah, look, the keel is about to die!" Wang Ke's eyes lit up in surprise.

"Tian Shizhong, so powerful!" everyone around exclaimed.

It was seen that Fang An and Huang Youxian dragged the keel in the sky, and Murong Old Dog’s sword was like cutting meat, removing most of the keel from his body, and the keel was suddenly out of shape.

"Fang An, if you dare to hurt me, I will definitely kill you, roar!" Keel roared sadly.

At this moment, surrounded by the four primordial spirits, the keel couldn't even escape. Facing Murong old dog and Tian Shizhong, it was one of them. The keel was not an opponent, let alone everyone join forces?

"Boom!" Tian Shizhong slapped a palm on the keel chest.

I saw that the keel, which had already had most of the flesh and blood cut off, was instantly separated by the flesh and blood that was beaten by this palm.

"Humph!" Tian Shizhong let out a cold snort and waved his probing hand.

"boom!"

A golden flame burned in the air, and you saw that all the internal organs of the keel were burned out, and only one bone frame was left struggling.

If he were an ordinary person, he would have died a long time ago, but the keel was not dead, because Wang Ke's first time saw the keel, it looked like this.

The dragon bone was surrounded by the four great primordial spirit realms, and for a while, he was inexplicably sad and angry.

"You four, really wouldn't let me go?" the skeleton keel roared.

"It's not that I won't let you go, it's that Fang's annoyance won't let you go, Fang's annoyance! I just knew it too!" Murong old dog said solemnly.

"Huh, Fang An's letter said that you want to kill Wang Ke. So your goal is the keel, can you play around with me?" Tian Shizhong also said coldly.

The skeleton keel suddenly looked at Fang An: "Fang An? Your Alliance of Killing Demons killed me? Are you going to kill me?"

Fang An is so entangled at this moment. I changed my mind temporarily. I used to kill the king, but what should I do now? In terms of strength, there is Murong old dog to help Wang Ke. In terms of reputation, tens of thousands of people below protect Wang Ke, what can I do?

"Keel, for the sake of righteousness, I...!" Fang An could only recognize the black pot with tears.

"Ha, ha, ha ha, there really isn't a good thing in the right way, you think I can't run away today? You think I will definitely die today? No, I'm an innate demon, how could I die in your hands?" Keel ferociously said.

"Today, can you run away?" Murong Old Dog said coldly.

"Bone burial!" The keel suddenly shouted.

When he shouted, he saw the keel's body suddenly golden light, and a terrifying aura burst out.

"This is?" Huang Youxian exclaimed.

"This is the bone burial of the Bone Demon, this is a move to die together, no! Be careful!" Tian Shizhong's expression changed.

"What?" Huang Youxian asked puzzledly.

However, Tian Shizhong still guarded Huang Youxian and propped up the huge shield, and Murong Old Dog also found something wrong and immediately propped up the shield.

Fang An naturally propped up the shield for the first time, but Keel now hated Fang An, and suddenly rushed towards Fang An, and hugged Fang An's shield.

"What are you doing?" Fang An exclaimed.

"The world is as gray!"

"Boom~~~~~~~~~~~~~!"

I saw that the skeleton keel exploded.

The self-detonation of the Primordial God Realm, the terrifying impact, instantly formed a huge mushroom cloud, and the entire purple capital that was exploded was a sudden shock.

Below, countless cultivators quickly propped up the shield and stabilized the palace, so that the palace was protected from destruction, but the entire Zijing countless buildings collapsed in this explosion, and hundreds of people suddenly wailed.

At the center of the Big Bang, Tian Shizhong, Huang Youxian, and Murong Old Dog retreat again and again.

And Wang Ke below has already stared at the sky with wide eyes.

"Bone burial? Heaven and earth are in ashes? This move is to blow yourself into ashes? Dragon bones are too cruel, right?" Wang Ke said in astonishment.

The sky is full of smoke and dust, is this the ashes of the keel?

This move is similar to your own cremation! Are you cruel to others, more cruel to yourself?

"Boom!"

In the mushroom cloud, after the impact of the air wave, it slowly calmed down.

Tian Shizhong waved his hand, and suddenly a strong wind blew through, blowing away the dust and ashes around him.

Slowly exposed the Fang's anger in the center.

Fang An was holding the protective cover just now, but unfortunately it was useless. The protective cover was still blown up and the keel died together. What a horror, it broke the protective cover in an instant. At the same time, Fang An took the brunt, bleeding from his seven orifices, countless clothes shattered, and covered in blood. , Weakly fell down.

"Boom!"

Mo Sanshan caught Fang An.

"Ahem, keel, you are crazy, you are all dead, why are you looking for me! Puff!" Fang's body trembled weakly.

"Abbot Fang An, you are bleeding from your seven orifices, just say a few words, take care of your injuries, everyone will remember that you worked hard this time! For the right way, you worked too hard!" Wang Ke comforted.

Fang An stared at Wang Ke. Why do I need your comfort? You scourge, why is it so hard to kill?

"puff!"

In Wang Ke's comforting voice, Fang vomited another mouthful of blood in anguish.

In mid-air, Tian Shizhong also looked at Fang An and Mo Sanshan with a look of resentment, and wanted to teach these two deceivers, so he could only endure it forcibly.

This is so special. It wasn't that Mo Sanshan had released the news that Old Dog Murong could come by himself if he left Shiwan Dashan? If it weren't for you to write to me saying to kill the king, I would come?

What are you doing this time? How can killing the king become the killing keel? You two are sick!

If it hadn't been for watching you two become like bears, I would have killed you a long time ago.

Looking at Wang Ke not far away, and then at Wang Ke surrounded by tens of thousands of immortal cultivators, Tian Shizhong's expression was ugly, how can I kill this? Guarded by the old dog Murong, surrounded by tens of thousands of immortal disciples, can I kill the king? Let’s not say if you can kill, as long as you do it, it will cause a commotion.

Seeing the enemy's inability to do anything in front of him, who can understand this depression? Fang is to blame!

"Fuck your mother!" Tian Shizhong cursed depressedly.

While speaking, turned around, Tian Shizhong stepped away.

"Brother, wait for me!" Huang Youxian followed closely.

Murong Old Dog also flew down with confusion in his eyes.

"Tian Shizhong doesn't seem to be happy?" Murong Old Dog frowned.

"Could it be that Master Tian did his best and didn't get the Demon Slaying merits? All the Demon Slaying merits were swallowed by Fang Hao?" Wang Ke asked curiously.

"I don't, I don't have the merits of punishing the devil! Poof!" Fang exclaimed, vomiting blood.

"Uh, isn't the keel dead yet?" Wang Ke's expression changed.

"The keel is not dead?" Fang Angued the boss with staring eyes.

"The innate demons have their own magical powers, and they don't have the merits of slaying demons. They are definitely not dead. However, even if the level of self-destruction is not dead, it is almost impossible!" Murong Old Dog frowned.

"If the keel isn't dead, is it going to come back for revenge?" Wang Ke frowned.

"He dare! Who is he taking revenge?" Old Murong dog stared.

After speaking, Murong Old Dog and Wang Ke were together and suddenly looked at Fang An and Mo Sanshan.

Of course revenge for the planners of this operation!

"Quick, take me back to Duxue Temple, puff, I want to go back to Duxue Temple, quick, puff!" Fang said excitedly while vomiting blood.

"Abbot Fang An, it's rare to come here! Let me go after the wound is healed?" Wang Ke comforted.

"Quickly, send me back to Duxue Temple, hurry up!" Fang Angued and called Mo Sanshan.

Mo Sanshan's face was embarrassed, but he nodded, "Okay!"

"Old Mo, your injury is still not healed!" Wang Ke asked beside him.

"It's okay, Sect Master Murong, I'll send Fang Hao home first, and leave!" Mo Sanshan called out immediately.

In this place, Mo Sanshan didn't dare to wait. The dragon bone was not dead. Do you know how scary this news is? He wants me to take revenge!

With that said, Mo Sanshan endured the pain in his leg, holding Fang An who was almost abolished, and immediately soared up into the sky. Flew quickly to the horizon.

Wang Ke saw that a group of big men were almost gone. The major immortal disciples all around gathered around, and suddenly stood up to ease the atmosphere.

"Okay, okay, everyone, the punishable devil just now is over. Thank you all for participating in my little cousin’s enthronement ceremony. The sacrifice there is over. Let’s continue drinking. Today, I’m the king, I will accompany you not to get drunk. No return!" Wang Ke shouted suddenly.

"Okay!" The disciples of the major immortals shouted.

Suddenly, everyone gathered around Wang Ke to go for a drink.

Wang Ke and everyone walked away, and Nie Qingqing flew closer.

"Fang An, this time, I am afraid that he is trying to frame Wang Ke? Because, if you are not here, I am afraid...!" Nie Qingqing looked at Murong Old Dog.

The old dog Murong looked weird for a while: "I also saw some signs. Does Wang Ke really know, or pretend he doesn't?"

Nie Qingqing was also puzzled for a while.

"Don't worry about the king, girl, are you thinking about it? Are you willing to accompany Zhu Hongyi to the last leg, or are you willing to give it a go to Snow Demon Mountain?" Old Murong dog frowned.

"You let me think about it!" Nie Qingqing frowned.

"Okay, okay, I’m not in a hurry, I’ll be waiting for your news in the Sirius Sect recently! Girl, don’t put pressure on yourself! Even if you don’t have Zhu Hongyi, you still have my master! You still have an apprentice, Murong Luguang !" Murong old dog comforted.

Nie Qingqing frowned and nodded.

PS: Second!