The Dangerous Cultivator

The situation is in danger, and Xu Yi is so anxious that he is rich and intelligent. Rao is the ancestor of the soul, but all the city dwellers are deep. How can he speak with only a few words?

Seeing that Prison Cloud Array was about to be abandoned, Diwa and Xue Zihan had fallen into the Jedi, and Xu Yi was mad and furious.

Seeing that violent storm, he was about to storm away from the prisoners again. Xu Yi rushed towards the violent storm suddenly, angrily, "Murder, don't want to live if I die!"

Language can't move your ancestors into the water, Xu Yiwei has to try it out.

The magical power of Mu Shentong swept through his body and flew forward, trying to stop Xu Yi. Unexpectedly, Xu Yi raised his hand, and a sky thunder bead cast out without warning, hitting his back in the middle.

There was a loud bang, the shepherd's eyes were crazed, the palms were crisscrossed, the scourge of large pieces gathered into a storm, and the guard in front of Xu Yi screamed angrily, "What are you waiting for? If you ca n’t, you ca n’t even think about it. If you do n’t work together, will you be defeated one by one. Can you really wait for the second hundred years of the Dark Mountain and Jiepa? ”

The heart of animal husbandry is the cultivation of Coptis chinensis in bitter gourd land, and it is harder and harder for him, but he can earn his life no matter how hard it is.

Xu Yi lost heart and crashed into the violent madness, and yelled something like this, Mu Shen Tong knew that he was in danger. He could stop Xu Yi once, but not countless times, not to mention, he did not even the first time. stop.

Xu Yi attacked the violent violently, a big mistake had been made, and disaster would come.

The shepherd's power suddenly realized the real meaning of Xu Yichong's yelling and yelling towards the violent man, not to provoke himself, but to imply that he was the only way that someone shepherd must take to survive.

That is to fight the emperor, Fan Mo Cao, King Jiang Bai, Zhuge Shennian, the demon Jun gallops into the water.

Mu Shentong's heart was dull again, and finally he embarked on the road that Xu Yi painted for him.

Compared with Xu Yi, as an ancestor of the soul, he knows more what Zhan Tianzi's old ghosts want and fears. Compared with Xu Yi's use of threats such as fame, the magical words of the magic can undoubtedly better stamp out the war. Desire and despair cover the door of heaven and others.

The desire, life and death, and the possibility of access to the outside world.

The so-called life and death, once the violent smash hit the prisoner's cloud array and seized the boundary card, it is very likely that they will kill themselves, and life and death are only on the front line.

The possibility of access to the outside world is precisely this sector card and starry sky pattern, which violently broke the prison cloud array. These two things are not insulated from Zhan Tianzi and others.

Wait another hundred years? Zhan Tianzi and others have to have the opportunity to wait.

Death and loss of immortality, juxtaposed together, gave birth to despair, strong to diffuse despair.

In a hurry, Xu Yi did not pinpoint the door of Zhan Tianzi and others, but was the key person who pinpointed the door.

Mu Shen's call sounded off, Zhan Tianzi and others were overshadowed.

He said, however, that the smoke from Tian Lei Zhu was cleared, and the terrible body was violently scared. As a result, there were no scars left.

Of course, the violent explosion brought him great pain, and a dull groan, such as the strong wind set off a stormy sea.

However, after all, the violent man did not attack the culprit who brought this great pain, and even his head never deflected towards Xu Yi. The huge body, like a huge ship full of wind, persistently crashed towards the prison clouds.

boom!

The whole temple shook violently again, and the radiant light surrounding the prison clouds was completely dim. It seemed that the horrible figure that destroyed the mountains would only need to be moved slightly to resist the prison clouds that could resist the power of clouds. The battlefield must be completely eliminated.

Xu Yi was crazy, totally disregarding the violent terror and fierce power, and his whole body was like an arrow off the string, facing the violent storm.

The snow and purple cold in the prison cloud array stood hurriedly, the palms of the palms had been released, and they were protected under the ribs, staring intently at Xu Yi cast like a mad monster, between the eyes of the star, Endless fascination, embroidered mouth opened, hissing loudly.

The sound was blocked by the prisoner's cloud array, but it was not clear.

No screaming, Xue Zihan's palm suddenly appeared, listening to the Tao sword, sharp toughness suddenly rushed towards Xue Baixin's long neck, will pull out a red bloodstain, when Xu Yi waved his arm frantically, poking under the ribs .

The inspiring edge was abruptly stopped.

Three thunderbolts, like thunderbolts, all exploded at the back of the violent crest. The blue hides like the blue rocks of Cangyan showed a strange flush.

The horrible explosion finally retarded the violent attack, and the huge pain finally let the violent lose his calmness, a roar, as a thunderous thunder, as if the four hoofs of a column were frantically shaking, the shape of a mountain was shaking suddenly, Such as light smoke, straddling Baizhang, the giant is soaring, and when he sees it, he will hit Xu Yi's aggressive figure.

A golden light suddenly ran across Xu Yi's body, and it was a pan-golden urn. It was set up in the air, and when it was too late, it stood between the violent giant and Xu Yi's figure.

The shot was amazingly magical, and he vowed in his body. If he did not fight each other, Xu Yi would die, he would die.

The pan-golden urn is one of the magical powers of Muxiantong pressing the bottom of the box. It is called the urn gold urn, which is ten times stronger than the so-called superb robe.

Unexpectedly, the violent giant touched on the cricket, and the cricket exploded, the giant lifted it slightly, and poked a piece of rotten silver. It was Xu Yi's haste that spurred the iron essence.

I felt a numbness in my hand, a click, my arm was broken, and my whole body seemed to be wrapped in straw into the eyes of the hurricane, soaring.

The huge power pushed him, swept over 300 feet across the sky, and moved straight from the west end of the hall to the east end. The abundance of strength never extinguished, causing him to crash against the wall. After breaking through the defense of the undefeated golden body, Yan Sheng vomited a large mouthful of blood, and half of him couldn't earn himself.

He said, however, that Xu Yifang was set off and the war finally broke out.

It was his resistance that prevented the rioters from breaking through the prisoner's defense in a timely manner, and also broke the last illusions of Zhan Tianzi and others.

It is true that Zhan Tianzi and others would never want to be the enemy of the flood and wild relics in the mid-term state of Chen Weitong, but they would never wait to see Xianyuan be taken away.

The threat and inspiration of the animal husbandry power, although it has played a role, is far less than the prison cloud array is about to be broken, and it destroys the psychology of Zhan Tianzi and others.

To put it bluntly, monks are also mortal, and practice can be strong and weak, and change the body. In many cases, it cannot change the inherent cognitive inferiority.

The prison cloud is not broken, Zhan Tianzi and others always feel that there is still a retreat. Even if the situation is more critical, this brutality has not taken the boundary card.

Until this moment, the prisoner's cloud burst out of light, no doubt driving Zhan Tianzi and other lives into the **** cruel reality.

There is the threat of magical powers of the animal husbandry, agitated, Zhan Tianzi and others have no retreat except shots.

"One Hundred Thousand Stars"

Zhan Tianzi shouted, his body rushed up like a balloon, his arms skyrocketed, he grabbed it in the air, and a red cloud suddenly rose in midair.

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