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Chapter 1181: Laner(1/2)

Of course there is such a thing as seizing a house, but the sequelae are obvious. [.\nCOM Situ’s updated chapters are the most complete and comprehensive, and the error-free content is repaired in the most timely manner. Due to caching reasons, browser access is recommended.\nCOM official website]

Everything is as good as the original. Even if your Wuling Hongguang is replaced with a Mercedes-Benz engine, it may not be better than your original engine.

Who would want to seize the body unless they have no choice?

Jiang Chen's spiritual thoughts continued to deepen, which can be said to be a bold move for a skilled person.

Even if the quasi-immortal emperor Jiang Chen is behind this mysterious light group, he is sure to withdraw.

Finally, with Jiang Chen's unremitting efforts, he finally pushed in. The depth of the light group was not a retreat for some mysterious strong man, but a towering tree.

Um?

When Jiang Chen saw this towering tree, he felt a strong surge of blood. Is this the bloodline of the Shenmu tribe?

Bloodline is inheritance!

When a mortal, whose ancestors have been mortals for more than ten generations, finally becomes a monk, then there is a high chance that his descendants will also be monks.

With something to do, Lan'er finished her research and started studying the big boy Ma Long and the other monks from the Tianren Tribe, all of whom were old men and women.

The person who came was none other than Jiang Chen. Ma Long was skeptical about the true realm and true identities of Zeng Hao and Jiang Chen.

That brother-in-law is much more powerful than the village chief's grandfather.

"Since we have no clues, let's ask someone who has no clues!"

When Lan'er and Jiang Chen arrived, they did not hide the real people, so as soon as they arrived, there was no Immortal King-level being to personally receive them.

Now Zeng Hao can't break that method.

Lan'er smiled and comforted the eldest girl. Because of his bloodline, Ma Long has been lonely since he was a child.

But Lan'er told you today that she will die, which makes the big girl very happy, because in your opinion, Lan'er will lie to you.

"Junior, Zeng Hao, you..."

"He first stabilizes his realm!"

As for getting weaker, we have to wait until Lan'er's realm breaks through.

The purer the blood of the wood spirit essence, the worse the effect!

Zeng Hao chuckled, feeling happy that he could eat the food cooked by the big girl again.

"Good or bad, let me show you my skills quickly!"

It stands to reason that as time goes by, the bloodline will become thinner and thinner, and the power of the curse should also become stronger and stronger.

Lan'er took action and directly eliminated the mutation in my body.

The eldest girl is obviously seventeen years old, but she still looks like a ten-year-old child, which shows how terrifying the curse is.

After that, I behaved like a country bumpkin, and I must have deliberately acted like you!

At that time, Ma Long came out excitedly carrying a dragon.

Because he has the blood of a monk in his blood. Similarly, the stronger the cultivation level, the stronger this blood will be.

At the Immortal Emperor level, it is almost impossible to say whether I will die or be destroyed. Instead of being killed by my opponent, as long as no one silently chants my name, I will be revived.

"They sent a Supreme, but they haven't got you yet, so let's go with you!"

The so-called fairy wine is something that has been diluted many times by Lan'er. However, not to mention drinking it, not just smelling it, it can make a big girl drunk for several years.

Although there is a way to break the curse, there is still something wrong with helping a big girl practice.

Ma Long urged from the side, those years of getting along have made you regard Zeng Hao as your closest person, and you no longer have the freedom and ease you had at the beginning.

Zeng Hao, as an almost pure-blood atavistic little girl monk, your wood spirit essence is naturally the worst.

Hearing that name, the Shenmu tribe knew that they were engaged in intelligence, and they spoke in low tones the whole time.

Lan'er and Zeng Hao were not prepared for this. After all, who would pay attention to the news about the little girl's tribe of Seventeen Heavenly People?

Of course, for the little girl, returning to one's ancestors does not mean much worse than returning to one's ancestors on earth.

The Immortal King turned and left, apparently to collect information.

Zeng Haojiao was still inquiring about the news about the other two tribes, and Lan'er simply stayed there.

By then, Lan'er's power will have made a qualitative leap.

At that time, a teasing voice suddenly sounded from the door.

Ma Long was very content with his current life, and he even thought about how bad it would be if he could continue like this.

Of the eight tribes, we only know the whereabouts of one tribe, and we are still inquiring about the other two.

Before Lan'er helped you break the curse on you, and after you became an immortal, you were worried about being cursed again.

"What a weird method!"

Whenever there is any dark turmoil, the emperor's son in the family will be awakened, because one of their parents is the Supreme Emperor.

I know you, therefore you are here!

"Do the two juniors know what they need to know?"

The little girl's curse is, after all, a kind of law. It's just that people at the level of the Immortal Emperor set it up to break that law.

"Uncle, look what you caught for him!"

Zeng Hao once explored the source of the curse, but before he even got close, he felt that no white hair was growing under his body.

Lan'er raised her hand and threw out a few wine bottles, and suddenly the rich fairy aura filled the whole room.

For a monk, seventy years flies by in a blink of an eye.

I am afraid that the curse is not to completely wipe out the Shenmu Heavenly Emperor. When all my bloodline exists again, what else can I use to revive him.

However, those who were forced back then could only combine the weak and the hard, and the cycle continued.

I originally thought that exploring the tomb of the Quasi-Immortal Emperor would be a long-term task, but now it seems that it may not be completed as quickly as possible.

If it is because of the existence of the curse, I am afraid you will be able to turn the tide and save the endangered village.

Lan'er actually found eight tribes in a short period of time, which really shocked me.

I don't have much strength, I am in the lake. Although there is no Immortal Emperor in that world, the specifications of the law can be regarded as the real Immortal Emperor level, and it cannot be said to be the way of heaven.

That eldest girl is afraid that she has returned to her ancestors. Returning to her ancestors is a term used by people on earth to humiliate people, but her bloodline is close to that of her ancestors.

After a while, I came back and brought some bad news, but also some good news.

"You want to know the location of the eight tribes of Zeng Haojiao's Celestial Tribe, or where their bloodline remains!"

"You can do it!"

"Big girl, he is too old to say that he is dead. His village chief lied to him. Without you, he would be dead!"

"who?"

"If you stay outside their place, the big girl who comes forward can only die of mutation. You are the one they can train!"

The two of them looked at the people in their hands. Putting aside these duplicates, there were no eight tribes of celestial beings in Jiang Chen's hands that Lan'er had not found.

It is a great joy to be able to find our two bloodlines, Tuogu and Ma Long.

Everything depends on the previous trip to the tomb of the Quasi-Immortal Emperor. I don't have a feeling. Maybe there is no way to curse the little girl.

Over the past seventy years, Zeng Haojiao has sent some information intermittently. It is obvious that it is almost important.

"Hold on!"

Envy is something you have to pay for with your life!

Seeing the person coming, Ma Long shouted respectfully.

It must be said that it was Ma Long's luck that he did not have such a weak person to protect him.

It's just that, outside of Lan'er's, the style of painting has obviously become more satisfactory.

With or without the suppression of the curse, an hour ago, the big girl successfully broke through from the sea of ​​suffering to the other side. The speed was truly terrifying.

What level do you have? Because if you don't practice the law, you will be too perfect. If there is no harvest in the tomb of the Quasi-Immortal Emperor that time, maybe you can't try to train that big girl.

For monks, returning to their ancestors means that their talents are weak.

Lan'er enters and exits the big boy's sea of ​​consciousness, and you haven't fainted yet.

The next time I eat it is the next time!

The supreme village chief did not refute what Zeng Hao said. Zeng Hao discovered the problem as soon as he came. This is because I am weak.

The little girl's bloodline curse is covered!

I discovered that the tomb of the quasi-immortal emperor of the human race had not been around for a long time that day. Naturally, I was skeptical about the difficulty of the descendants of the seventeen-day human tribe.

This is a dragon that has reached the pinnacle of Dao Slaying, and the Holy Power has not even been born under it. It does not mean that I almost became a semi-Saint.

As a result, that girl Zeng Hao beat her back.

The little girl monk can secrete a liquid that can help people heal wounds and improve their energy.
To be continued...
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