Forging Immortality through the Dao Seed

How far has the master come now?

Looking at the empty scene in front of him, Han Sheng couldn't help but be shocked.

He is a living being who is in harmony with the Tao. If he is placed outside, he is at least a fairy who dominates a place. But now he can't even sense how the master left.

Han Sheng knows that the master's disappearance just now was not the power of the Yin-Yang Dust Array that covers the entire Taoist temple, but most likely his own power. This is called

"Why do you say that? Is there any secret here that cannot be told?" Song Jiayao pursued relentlessly, vowing to break the casserole and get to the bottom of it.

The Phantom Demon Clan is really a mess. There are only a few low-level Phantom Demon Clan guarding outside the door.

Curious about the truth, he also joined the circle. The large circle includes not only people from the Ling family, but also pedestrians.

Su Sanhua's face turned redder when she heard it. She glanced at Long Xiaoteng, lowered her head and walked to Long Xiaoteng, hesitating.

When Ling Yue returned home, he saw that the light in the master bedroom was still on. He looked at the time. It was half past nine. This girl wouldn't be still awake and waiting for him all the time.

So close that I could even feel my breathing clearly. I didn't dare to move. He didn't seem to expect this and didn't dare to move either.

Taishi Ci drew his bow and shot him. The arrow pierced the thief's wrist and nailed him firmly to the rafters. Tens of thousands of people outside said applause.

Qi Jin said, kissing my exposed neck and shoulders. I hurriedly tried to pull the quilt to avoid it, but he grabbed my hand unexpectedly.

Since he can't marry you, there's no need for me to hide for him. Jin'er, it's time for you to see his true face.

On this side, before I could fight back, the strong Awa Youjing was not to be outdone. She raised her slender hand and summoned a breeze again, which gently brushed across the snow peaks, melting the ice that had not melted for thousands of years, and guiding the lightning along the flowing water into the belly of the mountain.

Luo Lin thought about it but couldn't find any good solution. It seemed that he could only jump down. He hoped that the pool was not too shallow, otherwise they would be buried at the bottom of the pool.

Looking at Tong Muhe's confident eyes, he could imagine that he was afraid that the world would not be in chaos. It was impossible to stop him. Just to say that this old bird had been waiting for many years to prepare for a rainy day. It was about to be implemented. Let's wait and see.

The Night Tiger Regiment - that is, the special police regiment where Zhong Wei is currently located, was named "Xiangcheng Regiment" by the Military Commission. This was to commend the regiment for breaking through the Xiangcheng defense in the night battle during the Liberation War and successfully capturing Xiangcheng at night. This title was earned by generations of ancestors in the mountains of corpses and rivers of blood.

Li Yu also swept the guitar in his arms with the unswerving and heaven-defying momentum of the monk, and continued to start his own cultivation and struggle path again with the magnificent melody 1,200 years ago.

Lan Feng slipped back from the baseline to the top of the three-point line, and Yin Enhao's timely pass arrived as expected. Lan Feng easily jumped and shot at the right two-point line.

Xixi was the receptionist that Ye Shanghan met when he went to Moyin Media before. She was one of Tianyin's most trusted assistants.

Tang'er could be sure that at least now, this guy had no intention of throwing them off, and he didn't even notice them. This guy's skin was thick and hard. Just like a tree trunk. The stripes were high and raised, and his back was straight, very hard.

Generally, any high-level spiritual medicine must be guarded by a demon beast, and the higher the level and the rarer the spiritual medicine, the more powerful the guarding spiritual beast.

As for Guan Zhicheng... he was even more profound. This kind of profoundness was mixed with coldness, but it was well concealed. It didn't show on his face at all. He just felt very calm, which made people more unpredictable.

Although he shouted loudly, they were trapped in the formation. They felt dark and gloomy everywhere, with gloomy air, heavy fog, murderous aura, swords and sabers, and weapons could not be used. How could they listen to his words? They still fought with the enemy indomitable.