MTL - Peerless Divine Emperor-Chapter 8 Spiritualist

Chapter 8 Spiritualist

"Xuanjie superior martial arts? You old guys will have such powerful martial arts?"

Luo Ba is shocking.

He did not know the identity of the descendants of Jing Yufeng and Shenfu. Although he had been sent to investigate before, he did not have any traces. Therefore, it is a bit surprising to see the superior martial arts at this moment.

After all, looking at the entire Hongye town, Xuanjie's lower martial arts is already very rare martial arts, and the martial arts of the mysterious order has almost never appeared.

However, it is precisely because of this that he feels that the scenery must be riddled with roots, otherwise it will not be long before he will be completely suppressed by Jingjia.

"District martial arts, the old man is more. Luo Ba, I remember to tell you that there is a veteran, my Jing family this hard bone is not so easy to smash, this time you are playing with your own fire."

Jing Yufeng is extremely overbearing, and he will start to attack again.

Krobo recovered from the surprise, but suddenly there was a faint sneer on his face: "Jing Yufeng, don't be too happy, do you think that I will be stupid enough to lead the wolf into the room? This time since I dare If you lead, then there must be the ability to kill you."

In this way, Luo Ba suddenly arched his hand in the main hall behind him, and the whole person became respectful. He said: "Master Gu, I hope you can help. Your request, I have all the family." promise."

"Haha, Luo Ba, you promised me the conditions earlier, and you will not let your Luo family lose so many disciples."

Along with a burst of laughter, a middle-aged man with a hint of sin in his eyes swayed out from the main hall. The middle-aged man was dressed in a costume with a black dragon pattern.

Dead fish eyes, Luo circle legs, how ugly it is ugly.

But when everyone saw him, he couldn’t help but awe, including Jing Yufeng, and there was a bit more gloom in the eyebrows, because the man still had a badge on his chest. It was the badge of the spirit strategist. The man was actually a Master of the Fascia: Spiritual Master.

There are thousands of worlds, and thousands of people are vying for each other.

In addition to the martial arts, which is dominated by aura cultivation, the strange professions such as the spirit strategist, the refiner, and the alchemy are also dazzling.

These occupations often require extremely strict talents, and they belong to the existence of nothing. Therefore, these occupations have a super high status on the mainland, and many people admire and admire everyone.

Among them, the spirit singer can be regarded as the most eye-catching existence of these professions, because whether it is to construct an unbreakable defensive array, or to attack the ruinous array, or to benefit all kinds of cultivation, A spiritual sergeant is required.

And when the tactics of the rumors reach a certain level of high-level spiritual strategists, there are countless powerful arrays that can be built up between the hands and the feet, to defeat the enemy in thousands of miles, to smash the earth, and to arrogant.

Therefore, the spirit strategists have always been hot and fragrant, even if it is a hundred warring countries with a view of the entire population of millions, the number of spiritual strategists is absolutely no more than hundreds. Many forces want to get help from the spiritual master.

"Who are you, why do you want to help Luo?"

Jing Yufeng has a heavy face.

The spirit strategist has a total of nine products, even if it is an ordinary one-in-one spirit singer, the spirit array that he has displayed is enough to kill the martial arts martial arts. At the moment, this spiritual strategist is a priest. In front of Jing Yufeng, he can say that there is no chance of winning.

"Black Dragon Village Zong Lao, Gu Qing."

The middle-aged man replied slowly. "As for why I want to help Luo, you don't need to know. What you have to know is that you are in front of me today, only one way to die. If I were you, I would choose to die and not struggle without fear."

"Why are you killed? Just by you?"

Jing Yufeng does not have any compromise.

Who is he?

The descendants of God of War, once the little **** of war, the innate arrogance in the bones is incomparable to everyone, let him die, but let him die, it is delusional!

"Oh, then don't blame me for being ruthless."

Gu Qing's eyes are condensed, and there is a rush of killing.

At the same time, his palm changes, and a spiritual seal is condensed from his fingertips, but in an instant, he has condensed ten seals, only to see him flexing his fingers, all the seals are integrated into his body. In the air.

During the embarrassing time, the entire space violently fluctuated, and a bunch of complicated and complicated ray bursts burst out in the air, drawing a very cumbersome light pattern in the air.

"Sleepy dragons, go."

Gu Qing is far away, and the light map is wrapped directly in Jing Yufeng. It is turned into a cage. The Jing Yufeng is tightly trapped in it. Jing Yufeng’s fist is constantly being shot. There is no way for the dragon array.

"Don't make unnecessary struggles, but those who are less than six in the martial arts do not want to break free from my trapped dragons."

"Below, let you try the power of my attacking method, Jian Yu Ling Zhen!"

In the eyes of Gu Qing, the handprints changed, and the ten-way spirits were quickly condensed at their fingertips. Just as before, they integrated into the air and burst out the endless array of light. The only difference is that this time, these arrays The light is all turned into a sword with a handle, and the sword is cold and sturdy. It is like a spider web. It is suspended in the air, just a casual look, it is shocking.

These offensives seem to be enough to kill any warrior below the four levels.

At the same time, a Luojiazi rushed from the outside of Luofu to the front of Luoba, and pointed to the fire of the Luojiazhengmen. He said: "Home...owner, young master...Young master... ..."

Luo Ba thought that his son had returned to triumph, and his face was even more gratified. He suddenly laughed and said to Jing Yufeng: "Jing Yufeng, I just forgot to tell you something, you are stepping out of the front, I am Let my family proudly bring people back to your home, wash your Jingjia blood, and hold back your blood to some of my loved ones. Now, my family has returned, if you dare to resist, I Let you see for yourself how your children and grandchildren will die in front of you?"

"What? Despicable."

Jing Yufeng pupils zoom in, angry and stunned: "Robo, if you dare to do it to my family, I will let you run into the river."

"Oh, when I die, I’m still mad."

Luo Ba snorted and smiled like a spring breeze against Gu Qing.

In its view, even if Gu Qing does not kill the scenery, then Luo Luo will put the family into the scene, Jing Yufeng will certainly not dare to do for the descendants of Jingjia, in any case, Jing Yufeng Today is dead.

Gu Qing nodded and looked at it.

At this moment, the Luojia gate was shattered into sawdust, and several guards guarding the door were knocked down by people. Under the surprised eyes of Luo Ba and others, a young boy rushed in with his **** Luo Ao.

"Robo old dog, before you put a big slogan, shouldn't you first look at who is holding someone to come to your house?"

The boy smiled coldly.