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The nine-stroke monster stood horizontally in the midst of lightning and laughed at Jia Luo: "You are very interesting, when did you realize that?"

Jia Luo: "Hey... As the tenth palace king, I am in charge of the world's reincarnation. I can't feel the flying souls of the big monsters at the bottom of the cliff? It's you, with such a big appetite, that you ate all of them?"

Jiu Zhao waved his wings lazily and said with a lazy smile: "What can I say about the things stuffed between the teeth? I think they are not as delicious as you?"

"Oh? Want to eat me? Just try it!" Jia Luo raised his eyebrows, his face full of arrogance.

"Hahahahaha...you are so courageous, I will let you master the nine moves to teach you!"

These nine moves are worthy of being a character who can swallow several big monsters at the bottom of the cliff. Instead of hurting him, the thunder array attracted by Jialuo was swallowed by him. He flapped his huge wings and broke through the thunder array. He opened his mouth wide and went straight to Jia Luo.

Seeing this, Jia Luo immediately recalled the Shanhe fan to block him.

"Mountain and River Fan? Interesting?" Seeing the fan appearing in front of him in the sky, Jiuzhao quickly transformed into a human form, holding a silver/gun in his hand and pointing at the handle of the fan as if he was about to throw it out. Jialuo raised his sword and went up , with a flick of the wrist, a sword flower rushes towards the nine strokes.

Jia Luo is not a righteous swordsman, no better than Lu Yanzhi. He has been mixed with mortals since he was a child. He has no father or mother and has not even learned much traditional swordsmanship. After becoming a fairy, he has learned all kinds of things, but none of them are top-notch Yes, after several fights with Jiuzhao, his body was covered with paint, the fresh smell of blood permeated the air, causing Jiuzhao's eyes to turn red with greed, and his men's movements became more and more violent.

Jia Luo was forced back two steps by him again and again, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

Nine tricks: "That's right, I can survive for so long under the hands of my uncle!"

"Hey... what are you, but what kind of uncle do you call in front of this king?" Jia Luo sneered, pulled out the bone sword and put it vertically at the level between his eyebrows, a wave of primordial spirit condensed on the sword body The sharp sword intent shot straight into the sky.

"It's not that the sword cultivator can cultivate the primordial spirit. This tenth palace king has something to offer." Nine strokes didn't dare to be careless when seeing the sword, and tightly held the silver/spear in his hand and stared at Jia Luo.

Jia Luo has never been defeated since he became an immortal, and when he fights with others, he is the only one who has ever been judged by others for his insulting posture.

The gang wind at the bottom of the cliff was disturbed by this sword intent, and screamed horribly towards the two people at the bottom of the cliff. At this time, the precarious cliff was rolling with rubble, and in an instant, it was at a loss. The tidy up fell apart.

Jiu Zhao looked at the blazing light of the sword attached to the primordial spirit, followed by the rain of swords overwhelming the sky. Wherever the sword light went, rubble surged up, screaming and screaming, and they came straight to him.

"Good job!" Jiu Zhao roared and waved the silver/spear as if there were thousands of troops to stop Mr. Ben.

Just when the two were fighting fiercely, a wisp of black smoke came in from the cliff at some point and slowly approached behind Jia Luo.

He thought that if the big monster escaped and was swallowed by Jiuzhao, there should be no one else at the bottom of the cliff, so Jia Luo put all his energy on dealing with Jiuzhao and was not afraid of opening his back.

I saw that wisp of black smoke slowly transforming into a human form, an extremely handsome young man, who was about to stab Jia Luo Mingmen silently with a pitch-black dagger in his hand.

"You dare, little thief!" Nine strokes were being played smoothly. He hadn't met such an opponent for many years and naturally felt pity in his heart. Seeing that a thief wanted to take advantage of this sneak attack, his dignity as a big demon would not allow such a thing to happen. Immediately binge drinking.

Seeing this, Jia Luo also realized something was wrong, but it was too late, the dagger had already been inserted into his body.

Tang Ran wanted to take advantage of the fierce fight between the two to kill Jia Luo in one fell swoop, but he didn't expect that the big monster would roar at him with mana in his hands. He backed up and spit out a mouthful of blood. The dagger was also crooked, but even so, it was enough for Jia Luo to eat a pot, and he wouldn't live long if he didn't die.

Thinking of this, Tang Ran couldn't help laughing out loud.

"Cough, cough, cough...hahahaha, Jia Luo, you have today too..."

Tang Ran's dagger almost killed Jia Luo. Although it didn't hurt the vitals, but when he confronted the nine strokes, he wrapped the sword with his soul, and this dagger also severely injured his soul.

Jia Luo couldn't hold on for an instant, his face paled instantly, he hit the stone wall from the air and fell to the ground, a stream of blood couldn't help but spit out on the ground.

Seeing this, Jiuzhao was also a little dazed, looking at the tuberculosis lying on the ground coughing so much that he almost coughed up his internal organs, he suddenly said: "It's you? My uncle let you go, and you came to court for death!"

Tang Ran was originally a big demon imprisoned in Yaxia, but Nine Moves suspected that his mana was as weak as a chicken, and it made him feel sick after eating it, so he told him to go away. Unexpectedly, he went and returned to the way that robbed him. Nine Moves couldn't help Furious, Tang Ran was about to be killed with a wave of the silver/gun in his hand.

Seeing this, Tang Ran gave Jia Luo a bitter look: "Unfortunately, I didn't see you die!"

After finishing speaking, he turned into a puff of black smoke and fled without a trace, leaving only Jia Luo who was dying at the bottom of the cliff and Jiu Zhao who was carrying a silver gun with a worried face.

"Don't look at me like that, I'm not the kind of villain who takes advantage of other people's danger!" Jiuzhao looked at Jia Luo, who was vomiting blood, and rarely kindly stepped forward to stop his bleeding.

Almost at the same time, Xi Yu jumped off the edge of the cliff, and when he opened his eyes, he saw Jia Luo lying on the ground vomiting blood, while Jiu Zhao on the opposite side was slowly approaching him with a gun.

"Get out of here!" Xi Yu's eyes turned red in an instant, his whole body increased in momentum, and he drew his sword and slashed at Jiu Zhao.

Unlike Jia Luo, he was a serious swordsman. His sword energy was like a rainbow, and he was almost killed if he couldn't dodge nine moves.

"Ahem, ahem, out of nowhere, another grandson came out to engage in a sneak attack!" Jiu Zhao wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and raised his gun to fight Xi Yu.

Jia Luo's consciousness gradually became blurred. His back pain was more debilitating than the wind gust. Just when his consciousness was slacking off, he heard a familiar voice yelling, which brought him back to his senses. He raised his eyes and Seeing Xi Yuti, who was dressed in white, stand in front of him with the sword, it was as if a god descended to block everything in front of him.

"Xi Yu...don't..." Jia Luo spoke with difficulty, his voice was very soft.

Xi Yu turned his head and looked at Jia Luo who had a dagger stuck in his back and quickly knelt beside him: "Jia Luo...you...you hold on, I'll save you right away..."

After saying that, he pulled out the dagger, and in an instant, Jia Luo let out a muffled groan, and a sound of pain came out of his throat.

Xi Yu hurriedly squeezed a spell to stop the bleeding: "Jia Luo, hold on, I'll take you away right away!"

Seeing this, Jiu Zhao was not happy: "Grandson, you put him down for me, sir, have I allowed you to take him away?"

Without looking back, Xi Yu unleashed a green fire to block Jiu Zhao: "One more step closer, and you will be shot or killed!"

Jiuzhao looked at Qinghuo in front of him and frowned: "Who is that person outside Jiuchongtian! l

As if he had never heard of it, Xi Yu carefully picked up Jia Luo and was about to leave.

"Speak clearly for me!"

Seeing this person leave, Jiuzhao quickly chased after him but was stopped by Qinghuo.

"Break it for me!" Jiuzhao raised the silver/spear to tear through the barrier, but it took a lot of effort to tear a small hole, and then immediately turned into a black mist and went out to chase Xiyu.

Jia Luo was held in Xi Yu's arms with distracted eyes. The pain in his back pulled his nerves and did not allow him to relax for a moment. At this moment, only the person holding him could feel the warmth that comforted him. He couldn't help but struggled towards that People rely on each other.

"Gara, don't sleep, don't sleep, open your eyes and look at me, look at me..."

Jia Luo's consciousness was blurred when he heard this, but he wanted to laugh out loud: "What an idiot, what's so interesting about you..."

When Black and White Wuchang was about to catch the stinky fish that disturbed the muddy water, he saw Xi Yu rushing to the small courtyard with a bloody man in his arms.

Xie Bi'an: "Why does that blood man look so much like a palace king!"

Fan Wujiu: "I'm afraid that is the palace king."

As soon as the two finished speaking, they also ran to the small courtyard like crazy.

"Xi Yu, what's wrong with the Palace King?" Black and White Wuchang looked at Jia Luo who was already lying on the bed with worried expressions.

Xi Yu looked at Jia Luo, his face was already pale, and his brows were frowned because of the pain in his back: "It should be plotted against..."

Of course, the dagger stuck in the back couldn't be the hand of the big monster, it was someone plotting to attack Jia Luo.

Xie Bi'an's face turned pale with fright: "What should we do now? The palace king seems to be in a bad mood!"

Xi Yu pulled down the beads on his wrist and pushed them away, only to see the sea soul beast inner alchemy turn into wisps of white mist and slowly penetrate into Jia Luo's brows, the primordial spirit that was about to overflow from Jia Luo's brows was enveloped by the white mist Trapped in it unable to move.

"What are you? Why are you protecting his primordial spirit?" Jiuzhao looked on in amazement, deeply feeling that he hadn't come out for a long time, so he didn't know that there were such interesting things now.

Black and White Impermanence was obviously taken aback by the person who suddenly appeared in the room, and immediately raised the soul-calling flag.

"Wait a minute, I didn't come here to fight." Jiu Zhao waved his hands and looked at Jia Luo on the bed, "I'm here to save people..."

Xi Yu slightly turned to look at him: "What can you do?"

Xie Bi'an: "Xi Yu, don't believe him, he is obviously a big demon who escaped from Jingyesi with his dark energy, this kind of person is full of lies, maybe the palace king was hurt by him..."

"Hey... I wouldn't use such indecent methods, you little palace kings have been injured by the Wuwang blade, and if you entangle with me, you will die!" Jiu Zhao snorted coldly. He said to Xi Yu, "I have a way to save him, as long as you answer a question for me."

Xi Yu: "What's the problem?"

"How did you get that green fire?"

Xi Yu shook her head: "I don't remember!"

Nine strokes: "..."

Fan Wujiu was quite rational and focused on Jiuzhao, saying: "Xi Yu once lost a memory and didn't remember his own origin. After being picked up by my palace king, he still hasn't remembered who he is. I don't know what you have. As long as our government can do it to save my palace king, we will definitely promise you."

Jiuzhao's face changed several times when he heard this, and he opened his mouth and muttered in a decadent manner: "That's right, that guy hasn't heard from him since the Great War, and he doesn't even know if he's alive or dead, so why did he appear here..."

Xi Yu was confused when he heard his words, and when he saw that his ink stains were about to break out, he listened to the nine moves and said: "Wu Wang hurt his whole body and made his life hang by a thread, first go to the Taishang Laojun If you want a Nine-Turn Golden Pill, you can leave it to me. As for his Yuanshen, he might go to Penglai to find a Lingtan Grass, but that grass does not come out once every thousand years, and the Penglai gang treats it If his life is not given to you easily, remember to be quick, if his primordial spirit is gone within seven days, Da Luo Immortal will not be able to save him."

Black and White Wuchang was skeptical about this, after all, he was the great demon of Jing Yesi, but Xiyu offered a big gift to Jiuzhao in order to save Jialuo: "Okay, I will go to fetch the Penglai Xiancao, I will return in three days, the matter of the elixir sorry to bother you!"

Jiuzhao seemed a little embarrassed to see him like this, and he was lucky if the person in front of him was really the one who beat him to death, he would not dare to accept his gift: "It's okay, um... It's just a little effort, I'm the elixir room of Taishang Laojun It's not that... the first time I entered..."

Black and white are impermanent, with black lines on his face.

"I hope you two will take good care of Jia Luo, and I will definitely come back as soon as possible!" Jia Luo clasped his fists at Black and White Wuchang.

"Don't worry, we will take good care of the Palace King before you come back."

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