Xianjun looked cold, questioned Zizhu Taoist.

He was murderous, standing above the nine days, exuding a terrible coercion.

"Yes, he damn it."

Zizhu Dao people said lightly.

Facing the momentum of Xianjun, he looks unchanged, and the response of hard.

Obviously, in the face of Xianjun, he is not virtuous at all.

Moreover, from the attitude of Zizhu Taoist, he obviously did not intend to explain.

Xianjun's face was colder, and there was no sound of feelings, full of terrible killing intentions.

"In my eyes, you damn it too."

As soon as Xianjun's words fell, he shot.

One hand cover the sky, fall down.

The terrible gas machine was released, and the void collapsed. Between his fingers, there were rules to boil and drowned below.

The Zizhu Taoist looked calm, and he looked up at the slowly fell hands, regardless of the fairy lock in his gas machine.

"I want to kill me with an incarnation.

The Zizhu Dao people also revealed a hand, and the purple divine power surged, stirring for nine days.
Chapter completed!