The Strongest Sect of All Times

Jun Chang laughed.

Eight-headed glazed glass dragon iron must be unlucky.

The worst result is cool, but still saved his life, because Jian Guixu said a word.

"Monarch Sovereign."

"These are companion beasts. They are extremely precious in the upper universe. It is a pity to kill them. It is better to capture them and send them to the ancient world to let them contain special ores."

The place where the glazed stone is good is good for the glazed dragon. Similarly, the place where the glazed stone is good is good for the glazed stone. The two will live together.

Jun Changxiao adopted the advice of his predecessors.

However,

The death penalty is exempt, and the living crime cannot escape.

So, the disciples of Van Gogh lined up and took turns to take care of the eight-headed glazed dragons with the power of the heavenly sounds until they abused them like a dead dog on the ground.

"Tread!"

Jun Chang smiled and stepped on the face of a dragon beast, shouted: "This disciple!"

Lilong Liulong had long known that Ye Xingchen and this group of people were together because they were wearing very similar clothes, so they said weakly: "That human ... suddenly disappeared ..."

"Disappeared?"

"Yep!"

The dragon beast hurriedly said: "It's just that the cold boy disappeared out of thin air!"

Just now, the brothers were going to tear the night stars and eat them separately, but the people suddenly disappeared, otherwise they would not stand in the same place for a while.

"Sovereign!"

At this time, Li Qingyang stood in front of the Lijian glazed stone, pointing to the handprint stained with blood, and said, "It is the blood of Brother Ye!"

PS, the last chapter was written as income space, has been revised, in fact, Ye Xingchen has not yet had time to put it in, and people have disappeared out of thin air.

Jun often smiled and came.

Looked at the two pairs of blood fingerprints.

In a trance, he seemed to return to the scene where Ye Xingchen was robbing medicinal materials and seriously wounding his eyes. His anger and killing intensified.

"Hey."

Gu Tianxing shook his head and said, "This is the most important main ingredient of the glazed stone, the prescription for preserving the fetus. The child must have been too impatient, and we must start before we come."

Jun often smiled and waved away, taking away the herbs.

Then, turned around, dragged the Qinglong Yanyue knife to walk a few heads of Lijian Liulong, his eyes gradually darkened.

Hurt my disciple.

Disappeared again.

I do n’t chop you into mud today, how can I calm my anger!

"Monarch Sovereign!"

Jiangui Hui hurriedly persuaded: "Calm down! Calm down!"

"Boy, your disciple may have been rescued by an expert. We must find him as soon as possible!" Gu Tianxing said.

"Correct!"

Jun often smiled and said: "Hurry up and find!"

"Hey!"

"Hey!"

Next second, a star warship emerged from the ancient world to break through the space barrier and fly to all directions of the universe.

It's a pity.

Looked for a few days, no news.

Jun Chang smiled anxiously, fidgeting, and then went to the prison tower again and again to ask if the eight-headed dragon beast had harmed his disciple. The answer was that the other party had disappeared out of nothing.

"Two girls!"

"Serve these kings and dragons well!"

"Yes, master!"

After Chang Changxiao left the town prison tower, Erya put on white gloves and white mask to the camera and put on a white coat.

Zhao Doudou and Dai Luru stood next to two door gods, one was responsible for handing the whip and the other was handing the candle. His eyes were hard to hide the excitement and excitement.

Ding!

Your friend, the prison trio is online!

"......"

Feng Wanli, who was imprisoned in the jail, saw the three people looking serious and excited, and suddenly shivered unconsciously.

"Snapped!"

"Snapped!"

"Ah!"

Began torture, howling sounded.

Feng Wanli was ready, but when he heard the miserable screams of the Eight-headed Dragon Beast, he was still so shocked that his head was almost burst.

"Speak or not!"

"Speak or not!"

"Ah ... say ... what to say ..."

Erya stopped and akimbo, Xing eyes glared: "My lovely brother Xingchen, are you killed by you!"

"No ... no!"

"Pappa!"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh ... ! "

"Yep!"

"I smell it too!"

Several dragons wailed, and dignity was nothing.

"Zen fragrance?" Feng Wanli squatting in the jail whispered in his heart: "Can it be ..."

……

Vanguzong.

Jun often smiles and sits in the hall with his chin resting on the back of his hand.

"Sovereign monarch do not need to worry." Jian Guixu said: "The disciples of your sect may be rescued by the passing master.

He watched the scene.

Although there are traces of violent fighting, but the night star will not be wiped out, so the accompanying beast should not lie, and the person really disappeared out of thin air.

There are only two possibilities for to disappear.

First, use the secret method to escape during the crisis.

Second, he was rescued intentionally or unintentionally by an expert.

The handprints of Yexingxing were left on the glazed stone of the United States, proving that he was determined to get this thing, so it was basically impossible to escape, so there was only the possibility of being rescued.

"Senior."

Jun often smiled and said: "Who knows who?"

"The old man does not know." Jian Guixu shook his head.

"......"

Jun often laughed and was frustrated.

"However." The sword returned to the market with a vow: "Being able to take a living person away from the eight-headed Liliu dragon without knowing it, the strength of the person who shot should not be under me!"

"Oh?"

Jun Changxiao's eyes light up.

This message is very important, because the warriors who are stronger than Jianguixu in the upper universe are absolutely rare.

"Sovereign."

Liu Sinan worried: "Will it be the Devil Emperor?"

"The old man thinks so too." Jian Guixu said.

"Impossible." Jun Chang laughed: "If it is him, shouldn't he wipe it out immediately?"

The sword returns to the market: "The Devil Emperor is an ambitious person, especially focusing on cultivating the minions. The old man is worried that he will fall in love with your disciples and then manipulate it in some way."

"Snapped!"

Jun often smiled and clapped at the table, shouting angrily: "He dare!"

"of course."

The sword returned to the market: "The old man is just guessing, maybe a big brother happened to pass by and take your disciples away."

"I hope so."

Jun often smiled and sat down, his face covered with sorrow.

Jian Guixu's speculation just made him completely thought, and even began to fantasize that the Devil Emperor brainwashed the night stars, and then one day, coldly and mercilessly raised his sword towards the same door.

The plot of leaving Zongmen in the future is enough for cerebral palsy, and there must be no more cerebral palsy plot!

Fighting with the same door, it really increases emotion.

Fight against each other, kill each other, no matter what the reason is, in the serious and **** sect literature, it is appropriate to feed the readers.

and so……

"the host!"

Jun Chang laughed and collapsed, UU reading www.uukanshu.com two girls heard the voice: "I have a clue!"

"Hey!"

Jun Changxiao hurriedly merged into the prison tower of Tianyuan Town.

The eight-headed miniature dragon beasts are close together, which is pitifully distressing.

Jun often laughed and did not care about them, but put his eyes on Feng Wanli hanging in the air, quite puzzled: "Er, what are you doing waiting for him?"

"Sovereign!"

Dai Lu explained: "While serving these dragons just now, the disciples found that this guy's eyes were not right!"

"So I even served him together." Erya said with a small head.

"The results of it?"

Jun often asked with a smile.

Erya looked at Feng Wanli, who was suspended, and said, "You said, or I said?"

"I ... I said!" Feng Wanli said with a pained expression: "Your disciples ... maybe taken away by my lord ..."

"Yaoh?"

Jun often smiled and frowned.

"Rely!" The system collapsed and said: "Did the disciple solve the case within one chapter of the disappearance of the disciple? Really no horse!"