Eternal First Son-in-law

However, the Holy Way of the Pure Southern Saint is incomparable to the real Suzaku method after all.

It is self-evident how Suzaku exists in the heavens and myriad worlds. If the pure southern sage just learns from the Suzaku method, he can condense a holy way that is not weaker than the Suzaku method, and even surpasses the Suzaku method, then his realm is by no means four. Rank, then Xu Wuzhou is probably the one who died today.

Therefore, if this Suzaku secret technique can be successfully practiced, it will not be worse than the Qiong Qi method. It can fill an important acupoint in Xu Wuzhou's own way again, making Xu Wuzhou unhappy.

In the palace of the pure southern saint.

After experiencing the shock of destroying the sky and destroying the earth, everything gradually subsided, leaving the women of all ethnic groups here in shock.

"What happened? Are any other saints coming?"

"Isn't that true? Saint Chunnan is the fourth-rank saint, and he is a tyrant in the small and small world. Who would provoke him without knowing how to live or die?

"Maybe there will be unparalleled heroes to rescue us... Don't you humans often have such legends?"

These women are having fun, even joking about the beauties of the human race with drinks in their mouths.

Hearing this, she can't laugh or cry with the beauty of the human race. These are legends handed down from the ancestors of the human race, and they shouldn't be true.

If there are truly unparalleled heroes, why do the human races in the small and small realms live in such dire straits?

It's just that she can't talk to others. If she accidentally swallows this drink, she has no doubt that Saint Chunnan will bring her a plate of human sashimi after returning, and then force her to swallow it.

What's more, the poor woman here is right, the pure south saint is not only as simple as a saint, but also a fourth-order saint, not to mention that there is no saint in the human race, even if there is one, it is not necessarily a pure south saint. opponent.

"I don't know if I can live to see the human race live a stable life... Sigh." The human race beauty sighed in her heart.

She knew it was just a wish.

The power of the small and small realm of the spirit cannot make the race stronger.

They don't need a powerful human race. For them, a human race that acts as a blood eater and a slave is enough!

Boom!

Suddenly, the closed gate of the palace was blown away by a terrifying giant force, scaring the faces of the women of all ethnic groups present to turn pale and pale.

what's going on?

Have you been beaten to the palace?

Could it be that the Pure Southern Saint lost?

Thinking of this, their hearts couldn't help but feel up and down.

The forces of the Spiritual Small Realm are complicated. If the sages of Chunnan are defeated and they fall into the hands of other sages, it is not necessarily better than the sages of Chunnan, and it may be worse!

After all, the sages of Chunnan still have the habit of taming women of all ethnic groups and enjoying the joy of conquest. Although they are miserable, they can still live.

If Saint Chunnan can be satisfied and give birth to a son and a half daughter, then this woman's race may be able to live an ordinary life.

At least there is no need to continue to be like pigs and dogs, in dire straits.

However, it may not be necessary to change a saint.

Some saints are not good at all women, and are very bloodthirsty.

Not to mention other races, even their own race is ignored.

Because the saints represent the transcendent sanctification, they will not be bound by the race at all, they are above the race!

Therefore, the Chunnan saints were really defeated, and they fell into the hands of other saints and strong men, and they may not even have a chance to survive.

Thinking of this, the beauties of the human race smiled bitterly, thinking in their hearts: "This world is so rotten... Huh?"

But before she could think about it, she saw a human race young man walk into the palace. He looked around and found that there was a human race beauty standing next to the throne, and he was also stunned for a moment.

"Gulu!" The belle of the human race was taken aback, she couldn't help swallowing the drink, and hurriedly said, "You, are you a human race?"

"I am a human race." Xu Wuzhou felt that this beautiful woman was inexplicable.

"You hurry up, if it's too late, it's too late... Huh? You are still a saint!" The human beauty urged Xu Wuzhou to leave quickly, and found that Xu Wuzhou's holy energy was billowing, and the holy rhyme was rushing into the sky, just like a saint of the human race.

Without waiting for Xu Wuzhou to speak, the human beauty hurriedly said: "You are a human saint, so you should go! Saint Chunnan is a fourth-order saint, you can't be his opponent, you have to keep a useful body to protect us. The same clan in the small and small world, save them from the dire straits!"

Seeing this, Xu Wuzhou couldn't help but move.

He could see that this belle of the human race should have been captured by Saint Chunnan and imprisoned here. Now that the gate is broken, there is a chance to escape, but she does not leave. Instead, she persuades Xu Wuzhou to leave and protect other human races, regardless of who she is. in dire straits.

"Although the human race, there are still people who are carrying their weight." Xu Wuzhou sighed in his heart.

He knew that Luo Yanzhong often wondered why he was wasting time and energy on these ordinary human races. The dignified saint had already existed beyond the ordinary.

In fact, he did not understand the human race!

"Ahem... This girl, you don't need to worry about this, because the sage Chunnan has already been beheaded by my lord, and he is here to save you." Luo Yanzhong took the opportunity to explain, the demeanor of a dog-legged man, to the best of his ability. No doubt.

Luo Yanzhong has been following Xu Wuzhou for so long, and he has already seen the benefits. Of course, it is necessary to perform, so that the benefits can be obtained more. For example, Xu Wuzhou himself said the matter of killing Saint Chunnan, which is more pretentious than what he said.

"What? Sage Chunnan was really killed? Or was he killed by this human saint?"

"But Saint Chunnan is the fourth-rank saint. This human saint seems to be the second-rank saint at most. How could he kill Saint Chunnan!"

"Yeah, could it be to deceive us? But it doesn't seem necessary. Could it be that Saint Chunnan was really killed by the Saint of this human race?"

Seeing these beauties of all ethnic groups were surprised, their faces were shocked, and all of them burst into bloom in an instant, and they looked at him with admiration or awe. This situation made Xu Wuzhou glance at Luo Yanzhong. Luo Yanzhong is doing well, and he is more and more sensible. .

Knowing that the sage Chunnan was beheaded by Xu Wuzhou, the human beauty was stunned, and it took a long time before she shed tears.

She burst into tears and said, "Really? Has Saint Chunnan really died... Did our human saint beheaded Saint Chunnan?"

"Yes, I killed Saint Chunnan." Xu Wuzhou nodded, sighed again, and said, "Also, you have suffered."

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