Chapter 183 182. Returning to the real demon, the means of overturning (8.3K characters-Da chapter seek subscription)
Xiao Anli thought about the darkness, but did not expect so dark, especially when Song Yan whispered in her ear, and the inside of the whole thing came. When the inside was complicated, she was cold.
She summoned up the greatest courage to accept Song Yan, and she even worked hard to regain her strength. The little bird lingered around Song Yan like in the past, imagining that he was a high mountain or a big tree.
But even though she had imagined Song Yan's imagination enough, it was still much worse.
She thought that Song Yanhui would unite the other ancient people to destroy the demon, and then fight for the ownership of the true spirit and jade; but she did not expect that Song Yan actually told her. In fact, he also had the power of the demon. , And the trap. And how the purpose of this trap is.
Song Yan told her one by one and listened.
She worked hard and accepted.
But accepting it, she suddenly found what she liked, worried, the man he loved was a big devil at all! A big devil with unpredictable, evil and strangeness!
Why does the devil need people to love, worry, and like?
At this time, the man holding her was a mass of evil darkness, a darkness she had never really understood.
In the chariot, Song Yan was enjoying it unscrupulously. Enri clung to him reluctantly like a doll that had lost its soul, her eyes were blank and she gritted her teeth to support him.
By the time it was over, Enri only felt a slight soreness all over her body. As she was cleaning up, she thought of what had happened in the past few days and suddenly sighed softly.
Song Yandao: "The truth is a bit scary. Mortals who have lived for decades can't feel this kind of terror, but the longer they live, the more they can detect it. Once you get used to it, you'll get better."
Enri lowered her head.
Song Yan took the gauze scarf, cleaned it for her, and wrapped her in the pure sword robe, and then said softly: "Between you and me, no matter what you want to say, you should speak frankly."
Anli gasped, and then courageous, and looked up: "Good and evil are for you, none of them, or kneeling down or betrayal, these. I can accept it. I can't accept you admitting the existence of sacrifice, and I can't accept your heart and swallow those people with peace of mind. "
She was jealous, tears began to turn, and murmured in her mouth: "You not only swallow, you still. You still"
She glanced at Song Yan's hand.
There was a evil array at hand -the sacrifice.
"You continue to study this! These things are not wrong? These things can no longer be described as good and evil, but pure destruction!"
A timid voice, a volcano that had been suppressed for a long time, suddenly erupted hysterically.
"At first, I was far away, worried about you, and wanted to help you, but I found that you joined forces with the devil to trap those ancient monks and casual cultivators.
Then, you play that day.
The magic was terrible that day, but it was like a child in front of you.
The demon fled that day, you chased over, and when you came back, you replaced the demon again, devoured the life in the sacrifice.
I thought these were all all. Even though I was scared, I still wanted to work hard!
But those you said to me, what you said is what you originally imagined,
Not only do you think so much, there are more, but more terrible things.
You are not a human being at all. If there is an ancient god in this world, he will definitely not protect you, me."
Crying Anli said hurriedly.
As she spoke, she suddenly calmed down, looked at Song Yan and said, "You don't need me to cry for you at all."
Song Yan stunned for a long time and raised his hand to tears for her.
For a while, the two looked at each other.
Song Yanhu said: "We have known each other for almost three hundred years, right?"
An Li cried: "But every time I think the person I recognize is not the real you at all? Why do you let me know you again every time.
Worshiping the Fire Magic Sect is that Gushan Mountain is, and the ancestral pulse of Wu Xiang is also the same. Every time you are different, I have worked hard to accept you, but me. I. I can’t like such a darkness so dark So terrible you! "
Song Yan closed his eyes.
Anli said: "You shouldn't take me here, you shouldn't tell me, you shouldn't be frank with me. You should let me be a little pet that I don't know. Know, then "
The air is extremely quiet.
An Li said: "I am just an ordinary female nun. There are thousands of female nuns like me in the world. I can change myself as much as possible, but it is impossible for me to completely distort and completely accept these things."
Song Yandao: "Actually, I am just an ordinary male cultivator"
Enri couldn't help but laugh.
Song Yan was silent.
He didn't feel clumsy in this matter.
The love he longs for is mutual honesty.
This time, he only revealed a little bit of his secrets, not mentioning the Demon Monk, the Nine Sons Demon Mother, etc., but the result was unacceptable to Enri.
Right, if you change to him, the same is true.
If he were a normal monk, and the woman he liked had always been gentle and sweet before, suddenly she showed her fangs, opened her bloody mouth, devoured life, had ulterior motives, was dark and evil, and then came to ask him to accept her.
He can't accept it either.
This only proves that they are indeed not suitable for each other.
Suddenly, Anli grabbed his hand, closed his eyes, and then slowly pressed his hand to his eyebrows.
Song Yan's fingers moved slightly, a ray of blood leaked, and then slowly outlined the ancient scholarship in his eyebrows, and smiled and said, "Okay, just treat it as a dream."
For a long time, Fei opened.
Anli turned into a rainbow and scored in the direction of Gushan.
Song Yan watched her leave, feeling a little lazy both physically and mentally for a moment.
He couldn't look back.
Perhaps evil people should be right with evil.
Even if Xiao Anli tried her best to change, she still couldn't really get along with a devil like him.
‘I still coax a little white rabbit next time, and then raise it as a pet, so it’ s good for each other. 'Song Yan sighed secretly,' but after these things, if Xiao Anli encountered danger again, the chance of surviving can also increase a lot. Essence ‘
Song Yan closed his eyes quietly and felt the gathering of gathering with Anli. A faint feeling of relief was still born. After several toss, his heart was completely calm.
The next moment, Song Yan cast his gaze on the "Underworld Sacrificial Array" array, and then started thinking about this sacrificial array.
The strange thing is that he only used the "Five Elements Gathering Formation" and the "Ten Thousand Soul Flags Sacrifice Refining Formation" to realize the incomplete "Little Heavenly Words - Yin", but he already has three sacrificial formations. But I can't figure out anything else. It's like some of these words are easy to identify, while others are extremely difficult.
After observing for a while, he put away the "Underworld Sacrifice Array", closed his eyes and leaned back, and with one thought, he called up the soul of the former demon boy from the rosary of the King of Demons.
Of course, the soul of this so-called demon boy has turned into a normal soul because it is no longer affected by the demon.
After some inquiries, Song Yan also knew the original committee: this soul name was Yang Mutan, which was a place named "Xun Guo" west of the "ancient swords of the mountains".
The Xi Kingdom is close to the East China Sea, but is not under the jurisdiction of the Ancient Clan. It is a subordinate state of the Siren Clan.
It was also the first time that Song Yan officially heard about the Kraken clan. In the past, in the ancient Three Kingdoms, perhaps it was because the territory was too remote, but now in the Wuxiang Ancient Kingdom, or perhaps because the East China Sea was too remote, they had never been able to go deep into it. learn.
Yang Mutan's original identity was the ancestor of a large sect in the Xi Kingdom. During a time when he was recruited by the Siren Clan to explore the soul threshold, he was accidentally possessed by the demon monk who understood the true meaning of killing. After that, he experienced a series of things. .
Although it is controlled by the monk, this Yang Mutan also enjoyed the benefits of "free improvement and broadening the horizon".
The demon monk is just a cause of causality and is refined, and it is only a part of his strength, and his memory is vague and unable to be true. But this Yang Mutan can tell Song Yan's most desire to know.
"The ancient Zifu refining method that the master wants is still hidden in an ancient tomb. The tomb is at the core of the wild place. I can take the owner.
As long as the gas of the prefecture protects, the stele will not be destroyed by the heavens and the earth. "
Song Yanqi said: "Why do you know why heaven and earth destroy the ancient practice?"
Yang Mutan said: "I vaguely heard the demon monk say his guess. It seems that after the era of true spirit extinction, the will of heaven and earth was worried that the monks would not be able to practice smoothly and improve their realm, so they had to set rules and burn books to destroy the technique. At the same time, they used Nine Palace Blood replaces the original magic body training to prevent latecomers from going astray.”
Song Yan said: "Even if heaven and earth are for the good of monks, then why do you continue to destroy the ancient cultivation method now that you have the True Spirit Remnant Jade?"
Yang Mutan said: "True spiritual jade is consumed, so it will be used soon.
As for the rules of heaven and earth, as long as the rules are set, if it is not changed, it will continue to be implemented. The will of heaven and earth cannot always stare at this land.
I heard the demon monk say that this is a fourth-level cultivation world. If this is true, then our world is actually just a larger secret realm. There is an ancestor in the secret realm, and this world is also the greater ancestor.
The ancestor of the little ancestor had a little ancestor, and the ancestor also had a great ancestor.
Just like my generation, if we take care of our descendants and help them establish a small mortal country, then the small mortal country will certainly provide benefits to our generation, but greater opportunities need to be sought outside. Therefore, I secretly think that the will of heaven and earth also has its own affairs to deal with, and it is impossible to watch this world all the time.
Therefore, as soon as the stone tablet inscribed with ancient magic spells appears, the rules of heaven and earth will be triggered, and then it will be destroyed by the catastrophe. ”
Song Yan and Yang Mutan stunned for a while, closed their eyes slightly, and at the same time ordered Fei to temporarily stop in an ancient country in the west.
The flying chariot group slowly landed in the bustling capital.
All the royal family went out to pay homage to the gods.
Song Yan walked out and entered the palace.
Along the way, whenever he met a beautiful woman who took the initiative to wink at him, he would take it over and keep it by his side as a temporary companion to relieve the fatigue of the journey.
Luxurious mountain delicacies, state banquets every day.
Song Yan did not rush forward, but sent someone to inquire about the situation in the distance.
A few days later, Princess Xi arrived. She looked at the young man teasing the royal beauty on a luxurious chair and said: "Master, this matter is of vital importance and cannot be missed. I have received the message from the ancient tomb. The news is that the treasure is soaring into the sky and a war has broken out. Many families have already rushed there. Why don’t we come in? ”
Song Yan said: "Aunt Xi, don't worry, even if there are treasures, we, the Wuxiang clan, are indispensable."
Princess Xi knew that he had serious plans. Although she didn't know what medicine he was selling in the gourd, she still nodded slightly, then sent a message and asked: "You are not injured, are you?"
Song Yan said back: "I was in the middle of the puppet, and now in the palace, where is the injury?"
Princess Xixi grinned, stopped talking more, and turned away.
"Fairy, eat grapes."
On Song Yan's lap, the delicate little lady giggled and brought the peeled grapes to his lips.
Song Yan opened his mouth and was about to swallow. This brave little lady suddenly moved grapes, and then looked at him pitifully, whispered and asked, "Xian Chang wants to eat grapes, or do you want to eat slaves?" < br>
Song Yan swallowed the grapes, and pressed it down in a shocking voice of the little lady, tearing it randomly.
The young lady's eyes flashed with joy, and she whispered softly in his ear: "My name is Zhen'er, please have mercy on me."
Song Yan likes this little lady who is close to him.
The relatives of the emperor, who do not seize the power, will worry about the murderer. This is called Zhener's little lady who can pull the tiger skin to bluff people. Payment compensation.
Without true feelings, then indulgence.
He is drunk now and drunk now. He is not omniscient and omnipotent, nor does he have the ability to grasp the heavens. Even in an era when even heaven and earth cannot deal with troubles and cannot resist them, he can only take one step at a time.
In the dark natural disaster era, it has come, instead of resisting to resist, it is better to enjoy day and night.
He sank in this red dust and was happy.
Two months later
In the wind and rain.
Long Yinghai stood up, and many monks gathered around.
Many of those monks were injured, seriously injured.
These monks include the Night King Ancient Clan, the Baihong Ancient Clan, and even the remote Blackwood Ancient Clan and the Tianyin Ancient Clan.
Although the ancient blacks, although the ancient Tianyin ancient nationality was far away, I did not know where to hear "a treasure that can improve dozens of times perception of a hundred times". After that, many ancient people were moving, so many surrounding ancient people moved, so they moved. They also sent someone to go.
The first batch that arrived first was not the strongest, but recently.
However, when these ancient tribesmen arrived to get a share of the pie, they found that Long Yinghai of the Long Tomb Ancient Clan had occupied the position in advance and declared in a high-profile manner, "Everything in the ancient tomb belongs to the Long Tomb Ancient Clan." , whoever comes near will die."
The real spiritual statue of the ancient tomb is just a small part, and it is more hidden under the dirt.
Long Yinghai was seriously injured after the battle and was adjusting his breathing. However, his arrogance and brutality quickly angered other ancient tribesmen.
The two sides bump a little bit, and they fought.
Long Yinghai is indeed a strong man in Long Tomb.
At this time, a middle-aged man stood out from the crowd, looked at him, and asked: "Elder Ye Congfeng of our tribe has been here a long time ago. I wonder if Master Long has seen him?"
Long Yinghai snorted coldly: "The old guy has no good intentions and wants to covet our family's treasure, he can only seek death!"
The middle-aged man was stunned and lost his voice: "You killed our elder Ye Congfeng?!"
Long Yinghai cried out in his heart. He naturally knew the consequences of everything he was doing now, but after the mysterious Nine Sons Demon Mother took control of him, he could no longer control everything he said and did. Originally, he wanted to use the power of many ancient clans to severely destroy the majesty of the Wuxiang Tianzun, and then remind the Wuxiang Ancient clan who is the overlord of this land. Even if there is a chance, he would also like to find an opportunity to kill Song Yan quietly and get the evil treasure of the king.
After discussions among the clan, plus research on some ancient tomb documents, and investigation into the origins of the King of the Tigers, we came up with a vague guess: the King of the Tigers was most likely a race deliberately cultivated by a powerful person in ancient times. And that great power still has an executor.
The preciousness of an evil treasure created by an ancient power can be imagined, so one of Long Yinghai's hidden purposes this time was actually to test Song Yan's strength and see if there was a chance to regain the evil treasure.
And now, all hell breaks loose.
Before he could see Song Yan, he was already played to death by the demon.
At this time, Long Yinghai sneered along the will of the person, "Naturally, the old people will not kill the ancients. The old thing is seriously injured and escaped.
"You!"
The eyes of the middle-aged man from the Night King's ancient tribe were filled with anger.
The arrogant and arrogant attitude of the dragon tomb made him have to get angry. Long Yinghai did not look at him, and said faintly: "There are treasures here are about to be born. This seat is waiting here. You have to find the opportunity or go elsewhere!"
As soon as the words fell, the four -ethnic people in the high altitude sneered.
Who among the ancient tribesmen was not used to being kings and hegemons in their respective lands? Although the Dragon Tomb Ancient Clan is known as the most powerful ancient clan, it cannot be like this!
Oh!
Boom!
Suddenly two huge bells rang, and a yellow-robed ancient tribesman stood in the air, stepping on a large bronze bell woven with thoughts.
The Tianyin people who rushed first looked at each other, and said joyfully: "Mo Lao!"
The ancient people, known as Mo Lao, stood out of thin air to see the dragon Yinghai in the distance, and said angrily: "A good one of the ancient dragon tombs, a good one, a good life and death. Is the ancient family of the ancient tomb? "
Long Yinghai took out the elixir from the storage bag and swallowed it, and immediately caught a white golden brocade monster bag.
When the mouth of the bag was opened, he raised his hand and grabbed a flute woven with thoughts from the void. He brought the flute to his lips and blew it gently.
In the flute sound, the dense weird bee flew out of the monster bag. These bees complement each other and the flute sounds, turning into the overwhelming black mist and rushing away.
Long Yinghai said proudly: "The Tianyin clan only relies on a big bell, but I think you haven't passed through the minor heavenly tribulation yet. You are talking nonsense here. It looks powerful, but I don't know if you can shake me, the ancient bee that swallows the thoughts?"
Mo Laohan said: "Find death!"
There is no mistake in every song, one post, one content, one 6 one, one book, one book, take a look!
Bloody and rainy, immediately when you touch it!
Slap!
Slap!
"The fairy is so awesome!"
"The fairy is shot again!"
"It's so accurate!"
In the harem, Song Yanzheng stood far away, holding an arrow in his hand, playing the "pot throwing game" accompanied by a group of royal beauties.
Of course, not every royal beauty will be willing to come and play, but there will always be many who will come, and people from all the major forces in the royal family will adhere to the idea of "never fall behind", and then rush to arrange beauties to come, hoping to win Immortal has a good impression, thus gaining greater political capital for himself. Even if I can't win it, I don't want to get into trouble because of it.
Such a big country is a playground in Song Yan, but it is a big thing for the royal family.
Of course, there were beautiful people who asked him vaguely and asked him if he was universal.
Song Yan flatly rejected it.
The formless deity has no form at all. He is aloof and compassionate to the world. How can he spend time, drink and enjoy himself wantonly?
Shake left and right in the ocean of Wen Xiangjiyu, and found the masters who were good at Cuju in the palace and played a good game under the beauty of the beauty. Song Yan sat in a courtyard. Sit in the moonlight.
Beautiful people, good wine, and delicious food always make you feel good.
And he just enjoys it, but he will not kill indiscriminately, nor will he waste people and money. Previously, when the leader of the ancient Western Kingdom tried to please him and asked him to do something for the whole country, he refused directly and righteously, and told the leader, "As a king, you should always remember that the people are God. If you can't remember, , God will definitely punish you." After receiving the instruction, the king never mentioned it again.
In addition, he has good toys, and when he gets pleasure, he will also pay a satisfactory reward, which is usually some elixir suitable for mortals.
Not long after, Tang Yi appeared and reported the situation of the ancient tomb, but he looked weird.
The ancient tomb was chaotic, and Long Yinghai killed the Quartet.
Originally, Tang Yi only felt that the ancients of the dragon tomb were too arrogant and wanted to swallow treasure alone, but he knew that only the man in front of him had been to the ancient tomb in advance.
In the previous war, this man was absolutely involved, and even the every move of Long Yinghai today was closely linked to this man.
This made him feel that Song Yan was even more unpredictable.
The young man who was enjoying himself luxuriously during the day, even though he was just sitting quietly at this moment, was like an ancient statue in a majestic temple, casting awe-inspiring light and shadow.
"Uncle, what should we do below?" Tang Yi asked carefully.
Song Yandao: "Tomorrow, the queen queen of the ancient ancient country, and the queen queen of the ancient country also made an appointment with me to Chunxing. What are the problems in you? Let me talk about it when I finish the spring hunting."
"Chun Shou." Tang Yi smiled bitterly, and then said, "Uncle, just have fun."
Think of Anli left again before, where did he not understand at this time. The two were noisy.
As for why it is a noisy, he is not very clear, but he thinks that Anli is too unknown. Even if the uncle did a little too much, wouldn't that?
"Uncle, since you have a bamboo chest, I will leave first." Tang Yi gave a gift.
Song Yandao: "Take some more to help mortals prolong life, eliminate the elimination of disease and evil, and give me the elimination of evil.
"Yes, uncle, I'll get it right away." Tang Yi left.
The courtyard became cold again.
Song Yan sat alone under the melting moonlight, clasping his fingers slightly.
In the originally quiet courtyard, there was a strong wind.
‘After the combination of killing monks, my physical strength was improved again.
Originally, my body, with Xiaotian Dao's text, and the eight white hole crystal jade gloves, can exert the power of the early stage of the god of the gods, but now it is stronger.
Although it is not as high-consuming as the Zifu Yuan Explosion Technique, if I find the ancient Zifu Body Refining Technique and further evolve it, then I will be able to exert the power of evil explosions in every move. .
Now that this is over, let’s go look for the ancient tomb that Yang Mutan mentioned. ’
That night, two more beauties came to the small courtyard. After serving Song Yan, they served him and put on leather armor the next day. Song Yan calmed down and got on a strong black horse. When he arrived outside the courtyard, he saw the beautiful Queen Mother, who was also wrapped in hunting clothes and had been waiting outside. The two looked at each other and smiled, and the Queen Mother took the initiative to ride closer.
Suddenly, Song Yanruo felt something and closed his eyes slightly.
Through the shackles of the Nine Sons Demon Mother, he could feel that Long Yinghai seemed to be dying.
He moved his heart, and the shackles were tight.
Bang!
Dragon Yinghai, who was shrouded by the bronze bell, suddenly sprayed a bloody sip of blood.
"Xian Chang ~" The Empress Dowager suddenly said, "What's wrong with you?"
Song Yan suddenly swayed, turned over from the saddle, and sat behind the Queen Mother.
The slightly tilted saddle could not accommodate the two of them, so they could only stick close to each other.
The queen mother exclaimed, and then showed her face, and turned to smash the man's chest with a small fist.
Song Yan laughed loudly, pulled the reins, said "drive" in a loud voice, and the horse cried away.
Song Yan knew that today must be a good day again.
Love and hate greedy, and their own joy.
Even if the sky is about to fall, what's the use of panic?
"Dead."
"This"
"Really dead."
The bronze bell was removed, and everyone in the ancient tribe fell into silence as they looked at Long Yinghai who died tragically beneath it.
The rain fell to the ground, wetting the dust and seeping into the ancient tomb. There was a faint light of treasure in the tomb, and it was obvious that more treasures were still waiting to be revealed. However, Long Yinghai's originally pale face turned deathly gray. Blood flowed out of his seven orifices, hot and steamy.
It was perhaps the first time that a member of the Long Tomb Ancient Clan was killed outside.
In terms of the number of clan members, the Ancient Dragon Tomb Clan is the smallest, but its overall strength is also the strongest, which means that the Ancient Dragon Tomb Clan is extremely protective of its shortcomings.
Mo Lao of the ancient Tianyin was also on the spot.
He called out "seeking death" and wanted to suppress this arrogant and domineering Dragon Tomb Ancient Clan member, but he didn't think of killing him.
But the two of them became more and more fierce, and he had to use a trick.
But he never thought about this trick to kill Long Yinghai?
Mo Lao's Adam's apple rolled and his pupils tightened.
Suddenly, he seemed to have thought of something, and said sharply: "Only then did I find the breath of sacrifice evil array in this ancient tomb. Start! "
After the words fell, a ray of light flew out from the token beside Long Yinghai, revealing the outline of a cold goddess.
Mr. Mo quickly grabbed the token, and an old man flew out of his token.
The old man and the goddess confront.
The goddess looked at the old man.
The old man also looked at the goddess.
The atmosphere is tense.
The goddess said coldly: "It's not up to you whether you will be bewitched by evil spirits or not. If you kill a member of my clan, you should inherit the consequences."
The old man arched: "The ancestor of the dragon must be impulsive, and the old man should investigate the matter, how?"
Goddess: "All the people are guarding each other, how to investigate?
After saying that, she raised her hand a little, and pointed the cold light into a terrifying sword towards Mr. Mo.
The old man twisted his hands, and a giant bell appeared floating in the air.
boom! ! !
Mr. Mo was directly knocked away, and the surrounding spectators were also knocked away.
However, after the two of them hit, they all dissipated.
But the two are judged in height.
The old man had a cough and exited, but the goddess of the dragon retreated without any change.
Snap!
Mo Lao looked at the distance in fear.
A member of the ancient Night King clan turned over and landed. After a short search in the ancient tomb, he found a broken jade pendant. He grabbed the jade pendant and murmured: "This is the pendant that Elder Congfeng carried with him. When people are around, people who wear them will die."
The Queen Mother felt as if she was going to die. She grabbed the edge of the petal bathtub with both hands and felt the undulations of the water.
After a long time, she snuggled softly into Song Yan's arms.
In the early morning of the next day, Song Yan Shen got up in a refreshingly, put a bottle of elixir on the pillow of the queen queen, and went out of the door.
Outside the door, Tang Yi was already waiting.
"Uncle, Long Yinghai died of the tomb and I was afraid that it would be messy."
Song Yan twisted his neck happily, looked into the distance and said: "Then let's set off."
After half a month.
In front of the ancient tomb, it has become a fight.
The so -called "when the grievances reported", that Mo Lao killed Long Yinghai, and Long Yinghai killed the night again, plus the stimulus of the treasure, it was really crazy.
At this time, the ancient king of the king was small. At this time, there was the elder in the late Zifu in the late period of Zifu. It is the middle of Zifu.
However, an early divine infant elder from the Dragon Tomb Ancient Clan has arrived.
This dragon tomb was named Longgong Rong in the early days, and his strength was even more powerful.
At this time, the four -family and four purple houses also became red, and they attracted their ancestors one by one.
The ancient Baihong ancient and Shanhai demon clan recently had the heaviest losses, and there was nothing to get out of his ancestors. It was difficult to recruit a god of gods in the middle and was directly blocked by Longgong melon.
As for the Heimu Ancient Clan and the Tianyin Ancient Clan, they were directly repelled by the Dragon Goddess summoned by Long Gongrong.
At this time, the two sides had already fought fiercely.
Long Gongrong snorted coldly: "Is this the end of the means? Then let's end it. After this battle, there is no need for anything else, so Old Mo will die today. If other clans come to admit their mistakes, it will be over."
The master of the ancient king of the night looked at him angrily, saying, "Bulling people, isn't it deeper?"
The masters of the ancient Zifu of Heimi hummed: "What kind of background? That is, relying on the tomb first, and took out these such treasure jade from the inside! Hide the people and swallow the opportunity, so this can be strong." < br>
Mo Lao Li said: "If you want my four people to admit your mistakes, it is impossible !!"
Dragon Gong's eyes were frosty, and said a faint sentence: "It's stubborn, don't be so impulsive in the next life."
After that, he waved his hand, and the secret treasure that had turned into a solid body suddenly hung in the air, stirring the wind and clouds, and pressed down heavily.
The secrets of the four nationalities of the four nationalities are resistant to each other. They can spit blood over time, and they will vomit blood and see that they are about to defeat.
At this moment, the team of demon poultry flying and monks escorted by monks.
The pavilion was luxurious, and the curtain was opened by the wind, and a figure flew out.
Raising his hand, all the profound energy in the world was stripped away.
The piles appear, and the piles of birth and death of all forms fall from the sky.
The hand was pressed against the pile, and Song Yan took another step forward.
boom! Intersection
The pile fell, directly pressing down Long Gongrong's natal flute secret treasure.
For a moment, the situation turned sharply, and the hard -working supporters turned into dragons!
Song Yan glanced at the Zifu of the Four Clans and said, "Fellow Taoists, are you okay?"
Seeing this terrifying scene, the four powerful men from the Purple Mansion saluted one after another and said respectfully: "I have seen Wuxiang Tianzun."
Song Yan said with a smile: "It's just a name, it is not true, but everyone, what's the matter? Why is it embarrassed?"
(End of this chapter)