The Dangerous Cultivator

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Elder Chen Dayuan's eyes were rounded, and he wanted to avoid it again. It was too late. Jin Yan exploded to the extreme in his palm, as if a golden sun emerged in front of him.

White light fluttered, and the golden sun disappeared instantly, together with the golden sun, and Elder Chen.

In the practice of the elder Chen Da, the flesh is almost immortal, that is, decades after his death, his flesh will not be changed. If the low-level monks get it away, it will probably be regarded as a piece. Arcana.

However, even this almost immortal flesh exploded under the attacked white light, turning into countless sparse powders, even the fairy soul never overflowed.

"Tianmu tribe, God, it is actually Tianmu tribe!"

"How is it possible that this family has already perished!"

"Six eyes, this is a great deal. I'm afraid there will be more trouble."

"........."

There was a lot of discussion in the field, and the young monk embraced his arms and chest. He was very proud. He liked the feeling of shaking around and attracting much attention.

"Who else is not convinced, you can come up and try." The young monk puffed up and looked around.

At this moment, Qingjun monk came up with the idea, "Okay, Xiao Ning, I am afraid that the Yuanmu power in your body is already empty. Come to another Dixian three realms, you might be unable to bear it."

The young monk's slender eyebrows immediately bent, conveying his thoughts, "Old Bear, it's a rare moment of my high light, which makes me proud for a while, what else can I do, what can I do, just pour this big pot of ice water . "

His Heavenly Eye is certainly fierce, but all depends on the power of Yuanmu in the body. He is talented. He and Elder Chen use the power of Yuanmu.

He wanted to use up the old man's calamity, and then solve it. How could he know that people's stamina is long? At this moment, the young monk would have the energy to launch a Xeon strike.

When Elder Chen called for battle, he urged him. After this blow, the effect was naturally very good. At the same time, he also exhausted Yuanmu.

Shouting at the moment, but just taking advantage of the situation.

Sure enough, he was arrogantly rampant, but no one answered. At this stall, everyone was surprised except for surprise. The head of the three ancient tribes, Guo Xingzhao of the Tuhun League, Qi Tianhong of Xing Tianzong All of them looked as if they were on earth, and their mood was extremely bad.

A good oath meeting, originally intended to set off the climax of the black magic within the scope of the sky, staring out two ghosts out of thin air, mixing up the good situation in a mess.

At this moment, this weird young boy called for a fight, there was no challenge, and spread it out, everyone's face must have fallen to the ground first, this so-called black magic conference had to laugh at the world.

"Brother Qingfeng, you should go out and press."

Qi Tianhong could n’t help but preach the idea like a green robe monk in the presidency. The green robe monk had three long beards, his eyes were as bright as electricity, and he was holding a knife, shaving his beautifully manicured nails. .

Before Qi Tianhong expressed his position, Dong Huangting, Chen Nan, Mu Zongfa, and Guo Xingzhao had all conveyed their ideas to the Qingpao monk, and none of them responded.

"You don't get the child, can't you take it, is it because you feel that you have taken it personally, and it's a bit of a loss, you have to go to me, can you save your face?"

The Qingpao monk finally responded unhurriedly.

From his thoughts, the faces of Dong Huang Ting and others could not be hung, because the words and sentences of the Qingpao monk hit all the key points. They shot, of course, they can upset the children of the Mu tribe that day.

But if it is their turn to shoot, even if they win and lose, spread it, can they still be human?

Except for them, those who can stabilize the eyes of the Mu tribes on that day are the mad breeze. This monarch and the three realms are cultivated, but they are cultivated as the legendary demigod body, the flesh is invincible, right The vast majority of attacks are almost immune.

It can be regarded as the whole earth haze star, the top-level sharp earth fairy three realm strongmen, you guys are inconvenient to shoot, only this mad breeze shot, it is possible to stabilize the situation.

"Brother Qingfeng is assured that you have taken action, and all five of us owe you a favor."

Donghuang Ting finalized.

Kuang Qingfeng smiled slightly, "If I said this earlier, it wouldn't be over. I had to think about asking others to do things and refuse to give benefits. How could this be true?" The idea was said, he saw him flick, and came to the field, pointing As the young monk said, "Don't be crazy, you attack first."

The young monk sneered, "It's up to you and I want to fight against Lao Tzu. First, I won the younger brother's brother. Then, Xiao Cao, still doing what he is still under, he didn't hurry up to practice."

His speech sounded down, and a dull-looking middle-aged monk looked like a ghost. Now he appeared in the field, and then the middle-aged monk appeared, and there was a discussion in the field.

Kuang Qingfeng's eyes narrowed slightly, "Pretend to be a ghost, at this time, you will not think, hide the realm, and fight against me." His mouth is arrogant, but the vigilance in his heart has been mentioned extremely high.

In front of him, this middle-aged monk has a strange temperament and can't even see the realm. Such opponents are often the most troublesome.

"Don't dare to fight and go on." The middle-aged monk's voice was dull, without any expression on his face. While speaking, he also conveyed his thoughts to the young monk, "Ning, no matter how big or small, I'm welcome."

The young monk passed on his thoughts, "Lao Cao, you are too ignorant. This old kid will load garlic with me. I can't be weak. You feel wronged. When you return to Cao, you can still lose two pounds of meat. ? "

The middle-aged monk no longer responded. He was so natural that he could not say a word all year round, so that the young monk could make some jokes with him.

But the more this kind of plain non-speaking, the more annoying when speaking.

The simple six-character monk of the middle-aged monk was so angry that the wind and the fire star were mad, and he heard him scream, "Well, I will tear you apart and see what stuff is wrapped in you. "" The voice did not fall, the middle-aged monk was like a ghost, and he rushed towards the middle-aged monk.

Only one step was taken, and the whole Wangpan Mountain began to shake violently.

"The demure body of the mad wind has reached this level?"

"What kind of demigod body, how powerful is it?"

"This half-god's body is not easy to practice. You must first find the blood of the gods, pour into the body, practice the nerves, and reach the extreme. The flesh is extremely powerful. . "

"Step by step, the mad breeze actually trained this half-god body to such a level. It is terrible. Almost most of the mana attacks are immune to him. If anyone dares to get him close, it is Finding ... grassing the grass, the guy is over, and he is going to fight against the breeze. "

"..............."

The discussion of Fengqi was not over, and the cry was screaming, but it was the mad breeze and the middle-aged monk. .

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