Plundering the Heavens

A flash of lightning across the heavens and the earth, the night of the drizzle is like a white, and the expression of Mr. Wen is also changing at this moment.

Fang Xing saw his mouth shape, and the shock in his heart could not be said to be as good as the tide.

But at this moment, he found that it was wrong, his face was hard and there was no change...

Just in my heart, but I quickly thought about it, and looked up at the sky...

Why did Mr. Wen dare to ask for help when he was crossing the heavens and the earth?

In the current practice of Fang Xing, it is natural to understand that when the lightning strikes between the heavens and the earth, the void will emptiness, and the atmosphere of the thunder will disturb all the spirits of the gods. It is the power of the powerful gods, and the lightning flashes across the sky. At the same time, it will also be affected. For those who practice, God is the eye. Through this eye, you can see anything you want to see, and lightning is a kind of thing that can make this eye temporarily In the presence of distraction, Mr. Nawen took care of the lightning as he crossed the sky and asked for help. He clearly avoided what he was doing. However, when he was always alert, he was sure that no one was exploring, then what is he hiding? ?

"Haha, Fang Xiaoyou, you only saw me, I must have understood it. At the beginning, my cultivation was a little worse than Mr. Blue. But now, I am a big man, I am a near fairy, and What are the comparisons that several of them can compare?"

After the lightning, Mr. Wen has laughed and looked as usual, as if the scene of the rescue was just the illusion of the square, the sound is hearty, the big sleeves are fluttering, there is no abnormality: "And this is only this seat. In the past 30 years, I have realized that I have been practicing as a slap in the face, and I have been a little bit sloppy. In a few years, I may be able to fit the road and achieve the fairy body. Fang Xiaoyou is a Tianyuan Wizard. The qualifications are higher than this one. Now the fairy is in front, you can't miss it..."

Even though the thoughts in my heart were like volcanic turbulence, the square line only looked faint, and there was no half-death. After a long period of calm, I suddenly looked at Mr. Wen’s face. The low opening smiled: “So, thirty years ago. I revealed that I am waiting for you?"

Mr. Wen gave a slight glimpse and shook his head. "Where is it, I thought that you were already buried in the Xinghai... I only said that some of the younger generations are behind the fairy road, and it is estimated that you will come with three respects. Lord, it’s not my credit..."

"Sure enough, someone revealed me to the whereabouts, not to be calculated by them..."

Fang Xing thought to himself that there was an answer in general.

"Oh, Fang Xiaoyou, if you do this, you will do your best, so you can take my words as a whisper..."

Mr. Wen looked at Fang Xing’s expressionless face, and he did not know whether he was disappointed or raised hope. He smiled dryly, and then drank a hot tea and sighed, saying: “The road is ruthless, the years are like This seat is going back to enlighten the Tao...."

"The Tao is naturally to be enlightened, but the human condition cannot be avoided..."

At this time, Fang Xing was like finally making a decision, sighing slowly.

"Ok?"

Mr. Wen was slightly stunned and looked at it with some puzzles.

"When I crossed the Xinghai, you were a ghost, and taught the dragon mother to take my alchemy. Did you forget?"

The slow-moving opening of the party lined the hot tea.

"Why have I..."

Mr. Wen suddenly felt a little confused, and even did not understand the words of the party.

At the beginning, the dragon mother had to take people to make alchemy, but she had been kept in the drums, and she didn’t even have a hand in hand. At that time, the dragon mother was staring at the deer, but there was nothing to do. Why is this little devil here? Do you have to squint and say something?

But before Mr. Wen questioned the export, Fang Xing had already interrupted his words and said: "Oh, the whole Tianyuan knows that Xiaoye is a very vengeful person. I can remember a big sesame thing for a lifetime. You and I have such a big hatred, I thought I forgot? Oh, or maybe, you think that we have come to Wonderland together, and we will be a good friend who supports each other in the future. Good brothers, I will not find you. Trouble? Absurd, stinky, you came to see me, are you afraid that I will kill you?"

With such a remark, Mr. Wen’s dizziness was not known at all.

"Karla..."

I can do it, but I don’t explain it at all. After the cold drink, I suddenly jumped up and swayed straight to Mr. Wen’s head and took it. When I shot it, I’ve already run the Dragon’s Royal Thunder, the world. The tension between them was pulled over by him, and he slid toward the head of Mr. Wen, and his voice was heavy: "It is to ask for the boulevard, and you must first kill you."

After the palm of this line was taken, Mr. Wen was already a thunder sea.

At the same time, he also instantly understood the intention of Fang Xing, and he was surprised to see no one else, whispering: "No..."

It’s just that the party is obviously a person who thinks about it. The executive power is not generally strong. Since it’s out of the hand, it’s still polite. The whole person flies up and flies up, and the mana is like a sea. Mr. Wen’s suppression, and Mr. Wen’s cultivation of the air, the original horrible, is not comparable to the party, but at this time, one is trapped in the Leihai, and the second is that he understands What the party wants to do, did not dare to fight hard, only a moment, it was suppressed by the party...

"The Lord saves me..."

Mr. Wen screamed and spread far and wide, swaying in the wild...

In the inter-field, the side of the side, the thunder sea boom, after a long while, slowly faded, revealing his gentleman under the palm!

At this time, the palm of the square was taken on the head of Mr. Wen, and Mr. Wen himself was already a ghost of the soul, and there was no such thing as a sneak attack. Only one body is left...

"I used to frame me, but now I dare to come to see me, you are so courageous!"

Fang Xing sneered, slowly retracted the palm of his hand, full of eyes are mean, said to himself.

After that, he really seemed to have just hurt one person. He looked around with vigilance and said, "Which king is it?", it seems to turn around and want to go, but there are few steps out, but After another roundabout, suddenly a palm was shot on the body of Mr. Wen. The road was ignited by the fire. The body of Mr. Wen was directly made into fly ash by him, and another palm was shaken. This is a self-talk. Dao: "There is only one fairy. You have been practicing for 30 years than me. How can you stay with me to compete with me?"

After saying it, turned and cast into the deep night of the rainy night, the hall is empty, leaving only one Yaoqin, two teas...

"Hey..."

After the departure of the party, the Yaoqin suddenly whispered, and there seemed to be an invisible hand playing!

......

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"You... you are so dangerous, are you afraid of being discovered by him?"

At this time, Fang Fang went straight to the direction of the Forgotten Mountain. The surface looked like everything was normal, but there was already some knowledge of the gods, sinking into the world of knowledge. In his knowledge, there has been a The man is talking anxiously: "And, how can you still have a small world? Since the disaster of the nine-headed worm 30 years ago, there has been no small world in this fairyland. It is reasonable to say that In any case, they will not allow you to leave the small world on your body. How did you keep it?"

This person, Mr. Wen, who was shot on the surface by the party, is now living in the circle of knowledge, but it looks like a big change. When he was in the fairyland, the whole person was abundance. Shen Junlang, repaired to the near immortal, but now in the circle of knowledge, but the appearance has changed greatly, the whole person has become skinny, even the air machine is almost exhausted, such as the residual candle in the wind, Fang There is no doubt that Mr. Wen, who used to be a martyr, is not even able to compare with the architects at this time...

"I have my own means!"

Fang Xing replied in a cold voice: "You don't have to worry about it. Even if someone has been staring, it is hard to find any clues. I can't do anything else in this small world, but the method of hiding people's eyes is one-on-one strong. Others even see it. Now, I am at most suspicious, I can't grasp any evidence. Now, let's talk to me first, and you are so cautious, pretending to be a ghost, who is hiding?" Saying, looking up at the sky, the voice is low. : "The three nobles should not be monitoring me..."

"The three lords of Tao, Buddhism and Demon are naturally not monitored..."

Mr. Wen heard a bitter smile and looked up: "But have you forgotten that there are four lords in this fairyland?"

"The fourth Lord?"

The party was slightly surprised, and the brow frowned. "What is that?"

Mr. Wen sat down and looked a little stunned. While looking around, he shook his head and smiled bitterly: "I don't know what it is, even before I practice this immeasurable power, I don't know his existence. It was only after this practice became deeper and deeper that I felt its existence. He was everywhere, omnipotent, and only a small world could isolate his peep. I just didn’t expect you to There is a small world, asking for help, it’s just infatuation..."

"Okay, don't talk nonsense!"

The party opened his mouth and stared at the past: "How did you get this way?"

"The road is... or the poison..."

Mr. Wen’s voice was sorrowful and angry: “I just cultivated the magical power of the ghost, and I made it like this...”

"Ok?"

Fang Xing’s mind was lifted up: “How can you practice your practice?”

“Split work? It won’t be...”

Mr. Wen suddenly smiled and shook his head: "Cultivating this work will make you get it..."

"Can you really get it?"

This time, it was the turn of the party that was full of shock, and I looked at Mr. Wen incredibly.

"Correct!"

Mr. Wen nodded his head and smiled hard: "If you get the word, you will lose yourself!" (To be continued.)