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Ning Wufeng and Purple Bamboo Medicine Mother's hearts were about to reach their throats, but they heard a sudden change in the topic.

Just you two, hateful girl and damn brat, want to lie to me? Qing Sang's Holy Maiden frowned and immediately said: "The Hidden Green Flower is indeed precious, but it is still far from the Sobbing Blood Root!"

"You must have deliberately made the Sobbing Blood Root look like a ghost, and even made up some Heavenly Fragrance Nutmeg's ghost name to deceive me?" She sneered.

"If my guess is correct, you all must have intentionally smeared the Blood Weeping Root with the scent of the Nine Heavens Descending Spirit Grass, the three suns of jade-like moon, and the rootless water."

Qing Sang laughed loudly.

Ning Wufeng's heart was stuck in her throat as she asked in a hoarse voice, "Then what is senior's choice?"

Qing Sang was in a good mood, and said: "Of course it's the Weeping Blood Root, it's also the Heavenly Fragrance Nutmeg that you guys created randomly, the spiritual energy is even richer."

Purple Bamboo Medicine Mother's face froze for a moment, and then he broke out into laughter, pointing at, laughing out loud.

"Haha, you old witch, you must have lost your wits to your own." Brat, show her Heaven Fragrant Nutmeg. "

When Qing Sang heard her, his expression immediately changed. Without waiting for Ning Wufeng to pass the thing to her, she turned her hand and grabbed, allowing the Sky Fragrance Nutcracker to fall into her hands.

Clenching her lily-white hands, a slightly smelly smell wafted through the air.

"Not the Weeping Blood Root?" Qing Sang felt that she was like an explosive barrel that could explode at any time. Her momentum was violently surging, and with such a close distance, she felt as if she was violently swaying in the endless ocean.

"Haha, you old witch, you've been tricked, right? How can you have Weeping Blood Roots? Tian Xiang, you're just a piece of shit. Haha." Purple Bamboo Medicine Mother laughed till his tears flowed out.

Ning Wufeng suddenly felt as if his whole body had fallen into an icehouse, with a loud bang, his entire body flew out, all the muscles and bones in his body felt like they were about to crack.

Puff ?

He spat out a mouthful of blood, which was mixed with pieces of his internal organs.

"Damn brat, you dare lie to me!" Qing Sang bellowed, her voice sounding extremely mournful, the purple bamboo around her burst apart.

"What's going on?" Bian Dao suddenly woke up.

Pitiful, he finally woke up with great difficulty and immediately fainted once again due to Qing Sang's laughter. Ever since they had entered the Purple Bamboo Pavilion, they hadn't been able to figure out what had happened.

Qing Sang spat out the dark green light in her beautiful eyes and stared straight at Ning Wufeng.

No one had ever dared to deceive him, much less put such a disgusting thing into her hands!

Ning Wufeng coughed violently, he felt as though all his internal organs had been shattered by's palm strike, and he spat out another mouthful of blood.

The old witch had such a ruthless method.

"Old witch, you have lost the bet. Even a dignified cannot afford to lose!" Ning Wufeng shouted.

Looking at the crazed look on the old witch's face, it was impossible to compete with her anymore. If she wanted to put him to death, how could Ning Wufeng just shake his tail and beg for mercy?

He struggled to stand up, the golden light in his hands trembled, the World Extinguishing Spear in his hands, his eyes filled with seriousness.

Even if he was to be buried here today, he had to stand upright and upright!

Her hair fluttered violently in the air, and the cyan light in her beautiful eyes exploded. Ning Wufeng instantly felt her body being pressured by a strong aura, as if her entire body was going to be crushed into meat paste.

The Golden Primordial Spirit among the Sea of Consciousness was about to explode a few times as well. Ning Wufeng shouted with a bloodshot eyes, "Die before we kneel!"

The Enlightened Ruler Spell rotated at an extremely fast speed. Golden Primordial Spirit Treasure Manor's expression was extremely solemn, her little golden hand pointed towards the sky and stabbed, making a pu pu pu sound.

Ning Wufeng suddenly opened his eyes, two faint golden flames appearing in his pupils. Amidst the surging Spirit Qi, his spear shot out.

Soul Condensing Shot!

The spear tip carried an extremely tyrannical spirit energy, and like a pillar of golden light, it instantly tore apart Holy Maiden's oppressive aura.

Spear light poured out, his spear thrust out like a dragon.

Qing Sang revealed a surprised face, his mouth slightly raised, and laughed coldly: "Brat, you still dare to resist!"

She stabbed out with her finger, and a green light burst out. Ning Wufeng's spear light instantly dissipated.

Puff ?

Ning Wufeng's body trembled greatly. A bloody hole had been pierced through her chest by a finger, and a green light lingered around the wound as it wantonly devoured his body.

Such a strong point!

The Enlightened Ruler Spell released a golden light as it continuously healed the wound. However, it still couldn't keep up with the green light's attack speed. The hole in the ground rapidly expanded.

He gritted his teeth and the Eight Aperture Aperture began to rapidly rotate. A blinding light burst out from the World Extinguishing Spear in his hand, and the Crimson Blood Frozen Toad's water Fire Spirit Strength attached itself to it.

Soul Condensing Shot!

A spear light shot out. Wherever it went, a frigid icy white energy would strike at one's mind. Ice and fire twined together, burning away all the grass and trees that touched the white air.

Ning Wufeng's heart was alarmed.

The sneer on Qing Sang's face became even more pronounced, "He can still resist?" The disdain in his words was clear.

Seeing Ning Wufeng turning her Crimson Blood Frozen Toad into his own and taking care of her instead, the beautiful face was so cold that it could freeze three feet.

"Spirit Severing Finger."

Qing Sang thrusted out his finger lightly, and the green light around his finger swept out, transforming into a ferocious green dragon.

Ning Wufeng's strongest Soul Condensing Shot was suddenly smashed apart by her finger.

Myriad Phenomenons Seal!

Ning Wufeng suffered two powerful attacks, blood trickling down from the corner of his mouth. The backhand seal landed with a loud bang.

Black gas interweaved, and the giant seal began to transform in an unpredictable manner in the sky. An all-encompassing scene appeared, as if a mountain was crushing down.

Puff ?

The Myriad Phenomenons Seal intertwined with a blazing light aura, slicing through the spirit energy protecting Qing Sang's body.

Qing Sang laughed out loud, "Ancient Spirit Art?"

The Myriad Phenomenons Seal was already less than three meters away from her, and her Spirit Severing Finger struck out once again.

The spirit energy connection between Ning Wufeng and the Myriad Phenomenons Seal was instantly severed by her finger.

She waved her sleeve, and the Myriad Phenomenons Seal exploded within a foot of her. The strong wind blew up her dress, but it did not harm her in the slightest.

"Little brat, obediently surrender." Qing Sang said coldly, a stern look appearing in his eyes, "I will skin you alive, and refine the Crimson Blood Frozen Toad out!"

Dragon God Art!

The golden dragon behind Ning Wufeng roared out, the golden dragon roared endlessly, rolled up the golden light and pounced towards.

"Dragon Clan's Spirit Art?" Qing Sang's pupils shrank. It was clear that he did not expect Ning Wufeng to have so many tricks up his sleeve.

At this time, the sky was turning bright, and the sky was turning white.

Purple Bamboo Medicine Mother swung on the swing barefooted, watching the two fight with interest. When Ning Wufeng used the Dragon God Art, her little face moved.

Facing the light of dawn, the golden dragon became even more dazzling.

"Then break it for me!"

Qing Sang's expression suddenly became fierce, she clapped her hands in the air, and the green light interweaved, and instantly transformed into a large emerald hand. The green hand was huge, slapping towards the golden dragon's head.

Woo woo ? *

The golden dragon was stunned.

"Haha." The Qing Sang Holy Maiden laughed towards the sky.

With a loud bang, the golden dragon suddenly exploded, the powerful shockwave dispersed the Holy Maiden's green hands, carrying along with it an incomparable aura as it dispersed the spirit energy protecting her.

Qing Sang's Holy Maiden's laughter suddenly stopped.

Heaven Suppressing Finger!

A finger pierced through the air, striking towards Holy Maiden Qing Sang.

With a light sound, it tore apart the defense of Qing Sang's Holy Maiden. A hole was left in her dress, and traces of blood seeped out.

Qing Sang was startled at first, but then a dense cyan light surfaced from his body. Anger instantly exploded from the beautiful face.

She was actually hurt by a brat with Acupoint Opening Stage!

The great Qing Sang Holy Maiden was actually injured by a junior!

Ning Wufeng's face revealed a smile, and finally tore apart the old witch's defense. With a bang, he fell flat on the ground.

The spirit power within the eight spirit cavities had all been used up.

"Kid, die!" Holy Maiden was furious, his entire body released green light, and in the air, a green light appeared, looking like the enlarged Qing Sang.

The azure light's aura was extremely terrifying. Bang! Bang! The wind around it blew up three feet of grass, and the purple bamboo exploded.

The strike scattered and then blasted out. In the midst of the blue light, black scars appeared in the air. It was clear just how powerful this move was!

At this time, a petite voice appeared in front of Ning Wufeng.

Purple Bamboo Medicine Mother swatted her hand through the air, her small figure exploding with an equally powerful aura.

With a loud boom, Purple Bamboo Medicine Mother's body swayed, and her dress began to flutter.

"hateful girl, how dare you block me!" The azure figure in the air opened and closed his mouth, his voice was like a thunderclap.

The Purple Bamboo Medicine Mother revealed a mischievous smile, his little hand swiped across his face, "Shameless and shameless, a dignified Holy Maiden Qing Sang actually took so long to use a Primordial Spirit true body to deal with a stinking brat."

"Grandmother, I have no interest in watching you fight. If you keep fighting, I will destroy this Violet Bamboo Pavilion."

She raised her face, looking like she didn't want to give up.

In the air, the eyes of the Immortal Soul stage Holy Maiden of Qing Sang's Immortal Soul stage shone with a brilliant green light.1

"You really won't let me go?" Qing Sang shouted word by word.

"Then let's bury this kid with us."

She shouted sharply, as her Green Light Primordial Spirit true body smashed towards Ning Wufeng and Purple Bamboo Medicine Mother with a loud bang.

When the green light interweaved, the ground around Purple Bamboo Medicine Mother and Ning Wufeng cracked open. It was as if an earthquake had occurred.

"Old witch, you dare to behave atrociously in my Violet Bamboo Pavilion?" Purple Bamboo Medicine Mother shouted, as her anger was ignited.

Her small hands intertwined with each other and released a green light. An extremely powerful Immortal Soul Stage true body also appeared behind her, its two horns were especially eye-catching.

The imposing aura of the powerful Immortal Soul stage true body fluctuated, and countless purple light pillars rose up from the ground of the Violet Bamboo Pavilion. The light pillars interweaved, and purple light flowed, connecting into countless light beams in the air.

"Heaven Suppressing Formation!"

Qing Sang's expression changed greatly as she screamed miserably. Her entire person shot up into the sky and the green light suddenly exploded like layers of green waves. Before the formation was formed, she turned into green light and escaped into the distance.

"hateful girl, I won't let you off!" A mournful cry came from afar.

"Cluck, cluck ?" In the Purple Bamboo Great Hall, the Purple Bamboo Medicine Mother began to giggle.

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