Plundering the Heavens

"He... who is he?"

The golden-winged Xiaopeng Wang’s face was red, and it took a long time for a word to come out.

The middle-aged man in Jinpao said: "He is a descendant of the evil ancestors. You are three or four generations, you should be called Xiaozu!"

Fang Xing heard a loud laugh, politely said: "No need to use, call the voice of the young master also..."

"me……"

The golden-winged Xiaopeng Wang couldn’t speak. He looked up and looked at him with his arms in front of him. He looked at the look of his grandson’s eyes and looked at his anger. The three ancestors of the guilty conscience, I only felt that something was blocked in the chest, and the head was suddenly bombarded. In a word, I couldn’t say it. Suddenly I felt like a whirlwind and directly fainted.

"Oh... the anti-strike ability is too bad... I have to teach well!"

Fang Xing sighed, and the older generation had a long way to go.

The middle-aged man in Jinpao picked up Xiaopeng Wang, and he laughed and laughed. He did not know what to say.

At that time, the red feather had already flown back after the exchange with the golden robe middle-aged man. It happened so unfortunately that it was inserted in the square head and it looked like a red hair on the top of the square. In general, this middle-aged man in the golden robe does not know whether to respect the red feather, or the square line, and the helplessness of the whole body, this is the way to the side: "Fang Xiaoyou, the old man is late, are you nothing?"

"Haha, it's okay, you'll be here!"

The party laughed happily, and then pulled out the red feather and stuffed it into the storage bag. This action saw Peng three teethache.

"This is not a place to talk. Since I have come to the demon land, I will go with me alone!"

Peng San is very polite, reverent in words, accompanied by a little care.

"Let me wait, let me know something!"

When Fang Fang said it, he confessed something to the people of Jinwu Yizhen. At this time, the Jinwu patriarch and the three elders were already petrified, and the son of the patriarch Wu Yidian was scared to hide in the corner. Cold sweat. It was shivering, but Wusang was full of joy, although she had not figured out how the party did it. In short, the grasp of the cousin was even greater.

"The patriarch, the thing to save the six sons of gold is on me!"

Fang Fang said with a serious face to the Jinwu clan leader, a look of righteousness.

"Well... well. Six children have friends like you, it is really a blessing!"

Wu Gumu has no idea what to say. Follow the words of the square line: "If there is any need, even if you open your mouth!"

Fang Xing and so on is this sentence, a clap, smiled: "I am not welcome, I heard that Fusang Mountain has three fairy essence?"

The Jinwu chief stayed for a while and suddenly did not know what to say...

Wusang children are furious, this bastard, really is the idea of ​​playing their own treasure house!

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Orphaned Mountain, among the three ancestors of the Yuanyuan retreat. There is a stone, three futons, a few cups of tea, and next to the stone, there are a few old faces who are sitting on the skin, all of them are very old, just go out. It’s enough to make the demon tremble in the big man, but in fact, there are two in the three, and it’s said that it’s not been seen before in a few hundred years.

They are already the roots of the orphaned mountains, and the deterrent existence of the great inheritance.

And this time. They all go out and talk softly, and the center of discussion is the pulse of the evil king who has recently returned.

"That root red feather is indeed the separation of the three uncles. I have confirmed that he is not dead! Or that he really did not die in the past. But he had a chance to coincide, and he was once again trapped after being trapped for three hundred years. Out, it is because of some karma, refining the true fairy thunder, and later shelled an ancient fierce beast Suzaku body, now both inside and outside, repairing for the hardship measurement, only know a little, not long after, the three uncles say Stepping into the Yuan Ying, it is even possible to directly drive the robbery... According to what his old man said to me, the current realm of the robbery is just a matter of time for him. If the chance is right, he may... Cheng Xian!"

One of the youngest, the old man who took the tribute to the mountain, was screaming and solemn.

"What is the true fairy soul? The ancient fierce beast Suzaku?"

After the dark gold on the left, the old man listened, and took a breath: "These two opportunities, any one can be met, how can the third child do it? If so, the third day of return, It’s the time when I’m alone in the mountains!”

"As far as I know, the three uncles never tell lies! In addition, the red feathers are indeed like the feathers of pure blood Suzaku. In addition, the spirits attached to the red feathers fluctuate, and there is also a trace of thunder, which is the repair of the robbery. Only then..."

The middle-aged man in the golden robe screamed and decided these two things.

The other two old men were silent for a long time, and one of the talents whispered: "The third year of the year was indeed our singular singularity! Their generation, the demon geniuses were out, there were eight handsome talents, and the leader and the demon squadron struggled. With the rise of the iron and blood record, known as the Eight Great Demon King, the three uncles ranked third among them. This is the title of Dapeng evil king. It can be said that I was a rare wizard in the lonely mountain, but my ambition is too big. Seven revenge, you have to go to the South China Department to assassinate the emperor's family, the result is no news..."

"But in any case, his courage and change, knowledge and savvy can be described as extreme. If he says that he has achieved the two kinds of creations, he must be able to trust. Moreover, he has already said that now he has the same creation. It is a treasure land that contains endless opportunities. When he cleans up the things there, he will come back to meet with me. Why do you have to tell lies to lie to us? That is, he said that he hopes to become a demon, it must be With a little bit of control, I will say something..."

After some discussion, the three people were silent. After a long while, the old-fashioned old demon who seems to have gone unmoved at the right was sighed softly. "The words of the little three sons can be believed, but that The human race is..."

The golden robe middle-aged man was helpless and whispered: "Three uncles said, that... that is his grandson..."

"puff……"

The other two orphaned mountains that were drinking tea were sprayed out at the same time: "When is the third child?"

The middle-aged man in Jinpao also smiled bitterly: "I also read it out. The boy has no demon, and there is a blood of the demon family. It must be more than ten generations. It will not be the blood of the three uncles, but The three uncles insisted on this. In addition, the thunder of the three uncles was indeed similar to the breath of the boy. Perhaps there is something hidden. Maybe, the uncle is still screaming and saying that he is Once you have a fairy machine, you have to land on this boy. Let us not be slow..."

The other two old people heard his words and then nodded lightly. One of them said: "Hey, since the third child is so solemn, then this one really can’t be taken lightly...but it’s treated as I am alone in the mountain, so that the following people are good to serve, and I am alone in the blood of the knife, not a little sloppy... Hey, who can think of it, the third letter has not been so many years, actually still alive? Haha, don’t say that you are a fairy, even if he can repair the disaster, it is also the blessing of my lonely mountain..."

After some talks, the extraordinary status of Fang Xingshan in the Lonely Mountain has been confirmed.

However, after the middle-aged man in the golden robe promised, he smiled bitterly: "But this boy is not a fuel-efficient lamp. When he meets with the sky, he must know the identity of the child, but he will also play the day." It’s like a pig’s head. How can you get this kind of shame with the temperament of Tian’s, and now you are still squatting outside your ancestors, asking you to give him justice...”

After listening to this, the oldest old demon repaired it with a bitter smile: "I can give him a fairness. This time, he should also eat some losses. In future generations, he is so competitive, but he is biased. It was turned by the little fox playing in the Qingqiu Mountain. It is not bad for the old man to teach him personally. How can he still teach him the future generations of the third child? The right is to fight for his own younger generation, and he has the ability to let him fight back. Go... yes, you said that I am still retreating, let him go back!"

Another old man laughed too. He said: "The third year of this 'grandson' is back to the right time. Soon after that, the demon thing, the ancient demon eight veins poured out the outstanding juniors of the four or five Jindan realms. However, the foundation of Tianer is not solid, and he should not be allowed to break through Jindan so quickly. However, if he does not bear Dan, he will have some enthusiasm for the other veins and the heroes of Shenzhou and Erhai, and this child is not old enough. But the strength is deep, and the name is also said, but it just happens to let him go in with the heavens to win the creation!"

"In this case, I am going to tell you!"

The golden robe middle-aged man smiled and responded, thinking that Xiaopeng Wang Lingtian suffered this bitterness. (To be continued.)

Ps: There is still a chapter at night. At the end of the month, everyone will take out the inventory of the monthly ticket and vote for the old ghost!