Plundering the Heavens

"Who dares to marry my grandson?"

Just when the party slaps and slaps the tragic hero Xiaopeng Wang into a joke, the western sky has a violent rumor, but in the sky, a golden cloud like the morning glow, accompanied by the morning glow, the majestic Breath, as if the essence of the general cover fell, that suffocating, more like a thunder, shocked this side of the earth faintly trembled, it seems that it may break at any time.

"Ah... Yuan Ying, is the Yuan Ying ancestor of the Lonely Mountain..."

Hearing this sigh, the horrible repairs in the field are all fissures of the liver and gallbladder.

The Fuzu Mountain Jinwu nationality patriarch also looked ugly and looked at the side of the line. At the same time, he ordered the people to go out and ask for the demon fairy. If the Yuanying ancestor of the Orphaned Mountain wanted to ask for Fushan, he would show the demon fairy order. He is jealous and will not destroy Fusang Mountain. However, this monk's monk can't keep himself, but now he can only take care of himself...

"Haha... haha... the ancestors are coming, you... you will die..."

Xiaopeng Wang, who is almost in a hurry, laughs wildly and looks at the side with sorrow.

Fang Fang did not lift his head, and he closed his mouth with a backhand.

"It’s finally coming, Xiaoye is waiting for impatient..."

The side of the line glared at the golden cloud, and sighed softly, without any slight fear on the surface.

In the northwestern sky, Jinyun is getting closer and closer, and the power is soaring. The effort has broken through the layers of cloud gas, showing the figure. It is a golden-winged Dapeng bird with a few feet. Wearing a golden feather, roots like a sword, sharp eyes fell from the air, it is like two swords, you can open the void, when you see, you have to worship, do not dare to look straight.

"Who? Is it so big, what about the street?"

It is also in this demon. When the atmosphere did not dare to take a breath, suddenly an old voice sounded.

The demon looked down and saw the red cliff in the red soil. A short old man squatted on his waist. The person is less than three feet high, and his eyebrows are full of faces. It seems that he has not figured out the situation. He is frowning with one hand and looking around...

"I rub. How did this old **** drill out at this time?"

Fang Xun suddenly had some speechlessness and shouted to the bottom: "Old things, without your business, go back to sleep and sleep!"

The naturalness of this drill is that the old tree is very rooted, and I don’t know how the gatekeeper is guarded. Just the small movement of Xiaopeng Wang, his old ear is not heard, this will be alarmed, stumbled from the soil. Drilled out, but the party was really worried that he was affected, and the old arms and legs were not carefully watched. I wanted to let him go back to sleep.

"Small bastard, it’s you, come to Fusangshan to find something?"

The old tree saw the side of the air, and did not hit the place when he was on the air. He shouted with a cane.

Fang Xun was speechless and said: "Pharaoh, who has the time to find you? Xiaoye is busy, no time to take care of you!"

The old tree was furious and cried: "The little bastard, dare to marry me. You have the ability to roll me down, let me take you two!"

Sidewalk: "When I am stupid, you have the ability to come up, Xiaoye, I kick you!"

The old tree was furious. I squatted up, not half an inch high from the ground, sighed and said: "Fucking, old, can't make up the clouds. Little bastard, you roll me down, see my ancestors, I can't kill you... ..."

Fang Xing took over Xiaopeng Wang and slaps his face and said: "You have to come up and I smoke you like you!"

"get down……"

"you come up……"

The enemy is on the head, one old and one small, one on the other, even turned up, the sky full of demon repairs are speechless.

"The human race monk is you, dare to insult my lonely son?"

In this martial arts, the Dapeng bird has already flown to the ten miles away. Senran’s gaze has already clearly seen the things happening here. A murderous force has firmly locked the square line, and the far-end has been quietly opened, and the sound is like Cold sword.

"Ah, oh... it’s awesome, my ancestors are sleepy, go to sleep..."

The old tree seems to have found danger at this time, and sneaked a slap in the air, and his head was gone on the ground.

Fang Xing suddenly felt a little speechless, thinking that this old thing has lived for so long, it is not unreasonable...

"Three ancestors... Three ancestors saved me... Three ancestors killed him..."

The little Peng Wang had been stunned by the square, and he glanced at the figure of the Dapeng bird. He was ecstatic and shouted.

"Shut up!"

The sidewalk was annoying, and suddenly the backhand was a slap in the face. The slap was thick enough to directly fly Xiaopeng Wang, and it took a few dozen feet and hit the cliff. , rolled over and rolled down.

Countless demon repairs have been stunned, and I don’t know what to say.

In particular, the Fusang Mountain people did not understand why they saw the ancestor of the Lonely Blade Mountain. Did the Terran monk slap the King Peng Peng? Isn't this to throw your amulet off the side? Could it be that he has given up and automatically seeks death?

When Fang Xing took off Xiaopeng Wang, he stood up and confronted Jin Yun. He smiled and said: "Of course it is me!"

Without him answering, the Dapeng bird in the air has already seen the scene of his flying Xiaopeng Wang. The sound waves are rolling like a thunder. "It’s very good, it really is you. I haven’t seen it for a long time. The monks of the Peng family, especially in the face of the old man, your courageous husband is somewhat admired... Do you have anything to say before dying?"

In the loud drink, it has already rushed straight down, and the sharp claws are separated by a hundred feet, and the square line is torn.

However, in the face of this claw, Fang Xun only silently sealed a French seal, and then suddenly showed two golden wings.

"嗤啦", each golden wing has three feet long, divided into two sides, stretching behind him.

At this time, the paw of the Dapeng bird was about to catch the chest of the square, but when he saw the pair of golden wings, he was shocked and suddenly recovered the claw. The figure fell sharply and turned into a fist. A middle-aged man in a golden robe, with two small frosts, tall and tall, standing in front of the side of the line, looking at the side of the square in amazement, said: "Who are you? How do you understand my secrets?"

Fang Xing looked at him and didn't answer at all. He took the red feather out and gently slammed it into the air.

Akabane seems to have his own consciousness, and lightly flies toward the golden robe middle-aged man.

"Gap, you have become a Yuan Ying, the power is not small, can you remember the three uncle?"

Above the red feathers, there was a sensation in the mind, and the middle-aged man in the golden robe exclaimed and the body fell.

Look at his appearance, it seems that the subconscious will have to kneel, but hesitated, did not directly kneel down.

"There is nothing left, squat!"

The party suddenly opened his mouth and shouted at the middle-aged man in the golden robe.

"Plop", the golden robe middle-aged people did not want to, did not want to, directly squatted, eyes staring at Akabane.

The world is quiet.

Whether it is the orphaned mountain, or the Fusangshan people, or the hidden smashing demon repairs hidden on the side, even with the fox xianji sent to monitor the action here, the Qingqiu mountain spy is stunned at this time. Someone squinted and couldn't wait to pick up the eyeballs. I felt that I was wrong. Some people tried to pat their heads and thought that something went wrong.

Akabane is not eye-catching, but it is hard to see with a few dozen feet. So what they saw was that the golden-winged Dapeng bird flew infinitely, and wanted to go to the side, but came to him. At the time, he suddenly fell to the front of him.

The autumn wind is bleak, the lonely sorrows, the heavens and the earth are silent, no one speaks.

Only the red feathers, dissipating the volatility of the mind, and communicating with the golden robe middle-aged.

"Three ancestors, the three ancestors left him a life... let me... let me kill him personally..."

In the distant mountains, suddenly there was a roar, and the golden light appeared, but the golden-winged Xiaopeng Wang swayed and flew up. He groaned and did not know how many mouths, the mind was not clear, but he did not receive anything. At the time of the trauma, there was still a hate in my heart. I was afraid that the three ancestors directly killed the human race and raped them. They could not avenge their own hands, and they rushed over.

Seeing the side he rushed over, smiled coldly, ignored it, just looking at the golden robe middle-aged.

Seeing the golden-winged Xiaopeng Wang, like a lightning bolt, rushed toward the square, but suddenly saw that the middle-aged man in the golden robe suddenly jumped up, and the slap in the palm of his hand, the golden-winged Xiaopeng Wang, who was entangled in the wind, was drawn from the truth. The human phase, even straight, fell to the side of the square, and yelled: "I don't know what the number of gifts, at this time, even dare to make trouble? Not fast to see Fang Xiaozu?"

"See you... Xiaozu?"

The golden-winged Xiaopeng Wang was stunned, and he was angered and attacked. At this time his eyes were confused and the world view had collapsed. (To be continued.)

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