Sovereign to Immortality

Yang Yuyu recovered and refining the next product channel to catch the mountain whip, which is considered an unexpected joy!

After helping Yang Yuyu to recover the mountain whip, Yang Junshan’s attention returned to the ginseng fruit tree.

At this time, the January of the present day of Mingxia Island is approaching, and the ginseng fruit tree is about to mature under the role of the red-light golden light and the bauxite as a carrier.

In the depths of the canopy, it was just a glimpse of brilliance. As the fruit increased, this brilliance also became bigger and more glaring, and after the fruit grew to the size of the fist, the original brilliance became warm and soft. At the same time, Yang Junshan can see the true face of the fruit through a layer of glazed Huaihua.

When Yang Junshan saw the real ginseng fruit, even if she had already learned some ginseng fruit from the mouth of the princess, she was surprised to see the scene.

In the original imagination of Yang Junshan, even the Princess Sissi repeatedly said that the ginseng fruit is very real and full of eyebrows, but he still doesn't think much about his heart, but when he really sees the ginseng fruit that is born in the placenta, like When a baby was growing up in a sleep, Yang Junshan couldn't help but jump a few times.

Where is this ginseng fruit, it is clearly a baby, and when the fruit is ripe, it will be simmered. A sense of guilt from the heart still makes him sick.

It was only the last three days left when Mingxia Island re-entered the void, and at this time, Princess Sui hurried to the space again.

"Things seem to have changed again. Some people seem to be planning something in the dark. I think you'd better leave now!"

The news that Princess Sissi brought to him was not particularly good.

Yang Junshan looked at the ginseng fruit trees that still absorbed the red light of Chih-Hyun, and under the request of Yang Junshan, under the fruit trees, they tried to refine the red light of the red radish after the purification of ginseng fruit trees. Yang Shuyu of Baoji Shentong's Chixia Jinguang technique has a look. Now, the process of ginseng fruit tree's birth is undoubtedly interrupted. Yang Yuyu may have to spend more time to cultivate Chixia Jinguang.

Yang Junshan looked up and glanced at the mixed element hidden in the canopy of the ginseng fruit tree. The speed of absorption of the red glow of the genus is far from being comparable to the ginseng fruit tree, but it has been continuously flowing for nearly a month. Incorporating the red light of Chi-Xia, according to Yang Junshan's estimate, even if it is used to cultivate the purple gas to the east, the red-light golden light contained in the inner is enough for five people to use.

Yang Junshan thought for a moment and said: "What is the specific news?"

Princess Sissi looked a little hesitant. It seemed that she did not even believe it. "It is said that someone wants to calculate Mingxia Island."

Yang Junshan sighed, said: "Like Long Island, Mingxia Island is also left in the cultivation world? This is not easy, the situation in Mingxia Island is much more complicated than the original Tianxian Island, not to mention the situation. At the beginning, the owner of Longdao Island was also eager to achieve the true dragon's prestige, and there was a big dragon to help each other, which finally made Longdao build successfully."

Princess Sang whispered: "If this is also a fairy shot?"

Yang Junshan was surprised: "When it is true? Even if it is a fairy shot, I am afraid there must be more than one person?"

Yang Junshan paused and couldn’t help but ask: "Is this news from Long Island Island?"

Princess Sissi hesitated, shook her head and said: "This is what I guess."

Yang Junshan did not go deep into it, but said to himself: "The spiritual wood on the island is almost cut down. What does a bald island leave behind? If it does not lie in the void, hundreds of years after Mingxia Island Where can you come to the lush greenery of the entire island and the red glow of the entire island?"

Somewhere in Huzhou.

A young monk who was first introduced to the road was rushing to drive down the road to the south.

Turbulent, a cold wind blowing in the face, the young monk's look changed, the light under the feet scattered, people have been suspended in the clouds, while watching the surrounding void.

There was a breeze blowing around the body, blowing away the faint luck, and the appearance of the young monk was clearly revealed, but I saw the face that looked like Zhou Zheng, but I don’t know when to cut from the left ear to the right cheek. A deep visible bone gap made the whole person look more than three minutes and haze.

"who is it?"

The young monk spit out two simple words from the throat. He didn't dare to say more, and even the voices of his speech seemed a bit confusing. Because every time he spoke, he would touch the gap in his face and let him I feel terrible.

In fact, at this time, he was only instinctive and dangerous. In fact, he did not really feel that someone was hiding in the void and trying to ambush him.

The question that was just just a question was only a temptation, but it was unexpected that someone in the void was still responding.

"you guess!"

In the voice of a woman, with a three-point joke, echoed in his ear.

The young monk suddenly reached out and pushed toward the sides at the moment when the sound was heard. The surging cloud in the surrounding void condensed into water droplets in the sputum, and as the virtual push of his hands, it was like a hidden weapon.

Hey la la la -

The sound of a drop of water splashing and splattering came, showing how strong the enthusiasm contained in these water droplets is.

However, there was a burst of "giggle" laughter in the void, or the voice of the original woman: "I want to find out with me in such a simple way, you are too small to see people!"

In the high-altitude clouds, the cold winds of the young monks sweeped the surroundings over and over again, but unfortunately they never found any clues. His forehead was now covered with cold sweat.

"Who is this in the end? Why don't you come out and see it, so the cover-up behavior is plain and small." The young monk's radical method is very poor.

The voice in the void came again, saying: "Come out and see? You want to remember the appearance of the little girl, then flee back to the Flying Swords and retaliate again?"

The young monk heard a great change in his face, and suddenly a spurt of the sword light in his mouth, instantly split into hundreds of swords, and slammed into the void around him. The sharp swordsman and the fierce scream almost split the void around him.

"Why, if you are angry and angry, you can't even cover your own swordsmanship?" A voice continued to sway the heart of the monk.

The young monk reached out and moved a brilliance into his palm and turned it into a three-footed flying sword like the autumn water. Shen Sheng said: "How do you know that the next is a flying swords disciple?"

"Ha? You really are the people of the Flying Sword!"

The voice of the woman changed the face of the young monk again, and angered: "Do you swindle me?"

The woman's tone hidden in the void changed, and coldly said: "Who are you being instructed? Who is behind you, Xia Yuan? Jiang Xin? Or Dongliu?"

The young monk whispered: "Do you know everything, why bother me?"

As soon as the voice fell, the flying sword in the palm of the young monk suddenly burst out and made a stroke toward the left side of his left side.

"Oh, it’s not good, it was discovered by you!"

The void in the air of the sword suddenly surged, and a faint figure suddenly appeared, and then it was dexterously twirling in the volatility of the void, and actually avoided the young monk's sword-gas offensive when it was not allowed.

"Ghost family!"

The young monk screamed, apparently the identity of the other party was far beyond his expectation, but the flying sword in his hand did not have any stagnation, and the flying sword flying in the air smashed several swords in an instant. The sword is like a flowing water, and it is twisted and twisted in the void. It is blocking the space in front of the ghost monk from the different directions. It is necessary to force the ghost to fight against his positive fighting.

The purpose of the monk is very direct. Although the means of ghost repair are unpredictable, once the body shape is exposed and the person is confronted, it is often difficult to fall into the wind.

However, the monk did not think of how the ghost king hidden in the void could have only one in front of him.

The cool breeze blew from his back neck, and his hair was turned upside down in an instant.

When he noticed the sword light coming from behind, he wanted to parry or dodge, but it was too late.

A cold light flashed, and the young monk's Liuyang Kui first rolled up, followed by blood sprays.

The sound of "唰", a fan of a folding fan was revealed in the void, and the blood of the original splash was suddenly emptied.

Zhong Jiu pretends to be a demeanor. He holds a folding fan from the void and reveals his body shape. He looks at his heart and looks at his head. He shook his head and said: "I have a big idea, and I have been smashed and smashed." It’s said that when I’m almost a bit forced, I’m forced to confront each other. Hey, it’s too long for you to leave the ghosts for a long time. I’m almost forgotten how to make a ghost repair.”

Although the sword repair of the Flying Sword School died, but the swordsmanship he had pulled out did not disappear, but continued to encircle the Baoyuer, and Zhong Jiu took the opportunity to kill the sword. After the repair, not only did not help, but instead opened up the fish, it seems to deliberately let her suffer.

However, he heard a sigh of relief, and the fisherman suddenly held a pair of short swords to draw a few light marks in front of him. In the void, there was a burst of squeaky sounds, and the few swords that were forced were actually caught by the fish. Hard hit hard to break.

On the other end, I finally forgot the fan in my hand, and I looked at the fish with a stunned expression, and then I remembered pointing her finger: "You, you, you, you forcibly broke each other." Swordsmanship?"

A pair of short swords in the hands of the fisherman licked a few beautiful swords and took a look at Zhong Jiu. "Why, is it strange?"

Zhong Ji swallowed a spit and said: "This should not be the way of ghosts against the enemy?"

"Fuss!"

The fisherman gave him a white look, whispered a whisper, and then turned to the empty road: "Show sister, how did the sword repair of the flying swordsman discover me?"

There was no response in the void, but Zhong Jiu said: "I still use the question, the monk of the Flying Sword School can not only be good at swordsmanship, but also obviously have some experience in the magical spells of the water. The person must be Discover your hiding place through the surge of water vapor in the void."

The fish of the fisherman’s eyes smashed the eyes of Zhong Jiu. I don’t know why, but Zhong Ji’s unsuccessful reason is a glimpse of the heart. Is it because she just broke the flying swordsman’s swordsmanship?

"Show sister?"

The fisherman shouted again, and Yang Junxiu did not respond, so that the fisherman’s heart had some unpredictable feelings.

"Look over there, the direction of overseas!"

Yang Junxiu’s low voice finally came, but the tone was a bit sad.

Bao Yuer and Zhong Jiuwen quickly turned their heads and applied some secret magical powers that could extend their gaze in the direction of the overseas. Then they both made an exclamation.

"Is the sky falling?" The fisherman muttered to himself.