Sovereign to Immortality

As the Aoyuan Dao ancestors took Yang Junshan into the jungle that had just opened, there were more than a dozen dawns behind them. These are the real human monks who have already waited outside for the secrets. He can even listen. These people are crying out loudly: "Be quick, take advantage of the ancestors of all the people who want to go to the jungle to compete for the treasure. I will hurry to find some treasures in the periphery, otherwise wait until those big magical people fight. We stay here again to find death!"

What Yang Junshan realized was that he came back and said: "It seems that even if you can find treasures, you don't have to be able to retreat."

In the jungle, the flying dragonfly can't be higher than the woods above the head, otherwise it will rush out of the ancient jungle, and no longer enter the door. Yang Junshan can even feel the dawn of the Aoyuan Taoist dynasty is getting lower and slower and slower. The deeper the jungle, the greater the power of the banned air. In the end, even the ancestral ancestors of Ziyuan had to drop the light. The two men applied land-based light-weight techniques on the ground and quickly went deep into the jungle.

"The ancient jungle is opened, and a total of forty-nine secret paths are opened. First come, first come, no matter whether you enter or come out, you may encounter other monks who enter the secret path. There are only seven gourds. Only!"

Asahi Dazu explained with the mouth that the speed under his feet did not slow down. Yang Junshan had tried his best to catch up with the expansion of the ground, but he could barely keep up with it at the beginning. The distance is farther and farther, and it is finally split by the purple cloud in the hands of the aster of the Aster, and a roll in his waist ensures that he will not be smashed.

However, what Yang Junshan didn't know was that the Aoyuan Taoist ancestors were equally astonished that when Yang Junshan was able to keep up with her speed at the beginning, it was strange that this guy's practice was really a legacy of the soil.

Just in the distance of Yang Junshan’s tens of thousands of miles running through the Ziyuan Taozu, Yang Junshan has seen at least six or seven kinds of treasures, such as purple heart grass, sky blue leaf, eight poisonous fruit, and flowing golden branches. Tiancai Dibao, I really can't stop to put all the things in the bag, but the purple cloud at the waist can't get rid of it. I can only watch these treasures being left behind. Yang Junshan feels himself. The heart is bleeding.

At this time, the Ziyuan Taoist ancestors in front suddenly stopped, and the purple clouds rolled around his waist were also taken back. Yang Junshan rushed to the side of a hexagonal flower without saying anything.

The voice of the Aoyuan Dao ancestors came over and said: "This is the coverage of the jungle array. The forty-nine secret paths are hidden in the big array. Only by first finding the dense path, it is possible to participate in the Qibao Hulu. Fighting for it."

Asahi’s ancestors looked at the misty woods in front of him and suddenly felt uncomfortable. He suddenly turned his head and saw Yang Junshan just took a hexagonal flower and went forward to another notorious garden. Going, angered on the road: "What are you doing?"

"Ha ha ha ha, Aster Friend, this Taoist ancestor seems to be a little familiar with this little face. Is it better to let the ancestors play for two days?"

Just as the sound of the sacred voice of the Aoyuan Dao had just fallen, the voice of the yin dynasty who had eaten the dark loss from the ancestors of the Aoyuan ancestors suddenly passed over. At the same time, there was a brilliance that was separated from the air and was rolled up to Yang Junshan. .

At this time, Yang Junshan realized that he was in danger. In the face of this brilliance, he would have to sneak into the ground to avoid it. However, this brilliance did not extend from a distance, but instead found his breath and went straight through the space. However, no matter how he can dodge, it is impossible to avoid the hard-wired connection. This is the means of the human world!

Yang Junshan saw that the situation was not good. Yuanbaobaoguang had just emerged from the body, and he saw that there was also a cloud belt in the air. It was mixed with the piece of brilliance in one fell swoop. The void in front of him seemed like a wave. The surface of the water was generally smashed, and it was scared that Yang Junshan almost climbed to the side of the Aoyuan Dao.

At the same time, the voice of Aoyuan Daozu’s cold singer also came over and said: “This kid is the ancestor of the ancestors. If you are not afraid of being cheap, then you and I have done one thing now!”

That Guanghua suddenly plucked away in the moment when the voice of the ancestral ancestors of Zhiyuan suddenly fell, and the original turbulent void gradually calmed down. The voice of the yin dynasty did not know where it came from, saying: "Haha, since it is a friend of the aster, it is This Taoist ancestor is not fascinating, but the Taoist friends may want to see your children tight, hehe!"

Seeing that the Aoyuan Taoist ancestors suddenly looked at the acupuncture-like gaze, Yang Junshan smiled and said: "Also, it is not worse than this time. You can see that there are many treasures in the vicinity!"

"Kid, this is my last shot to save you!"

The words of the ancestral ancestors of Aster are quite biting: "The ancestors warned you, and there are not many people around the world who know how many great supernaturals are hidden. They are competitors to each other. They may not be able to kill them, but they can kill you. Only ants!"

Yang Junshan knew that this time was his fault. He had to ask the ancestors of the Aster, and although he was reluctant to go to the heavens and earth treasures growing on the nearby ground, he did not dare to take a look.

"The next thing is to look at you. There are only forty-nine secrets. The entire jungle can be divided into seven areas. There are only seven secret paths in each area, and each is dense. Only one Taoist monk and one of his companions are allowed to enter, and then this secret path will disappear and disappear until someone comes out from it, that is, if you can't find the top seven of the trail in this area. The individual occupies a position, and this time all the plans for the ancestors to compete for the Qibao gourd will be lost."

The words of the Aoyuan Dao are not so much as to tell Yang Junshan about all the information about the ancient jungle. It can be stopped in the ears of Yang Junshan, but it is like a threat. If it fails, what will happen to a Taoist ancestor? Yang Junshan can't think now.

Yang Junshan pointed to the woods filled with fog, and asked back: "Two arrays?"

Ziyuan Taozu nodded and said: "Two arrays!"

Yang Junshan did not dare to anger the ancestral ancestors of Ziyuan, and honestly took out the spirits of the upper class, looking out to the dense eyes of the jungle, and then the black and white pieces in his hands were constantly placed on the board. At the same time, while standing, it is constantly moving the position of different chess moves. Each chess player can also bring a streamer illusion while moving. When ordinary monks watch the chess, they often feel because of the spirit. Being stirred and stunned, there is a brilliant mage, and only by playing chess can make a monk's spiritual knowledge become an idiot or a madman.

"This is the chess game?"

Ziyuan Daozu stood on the side and curiously asked, this is the ancestor of the Taoist, Yang Junshan's array of rumors is more exquisite, but also has not yet relied on the chess game to create a politician's ability.

"Yes!"

This disturbance can not distract Yang Junshan's energy. He explained the two sentences while deducting it. At the same time, he asked: "Predecessors said that you had come to the ancient jungle three hundred years ago. The predecessor found forty-nine secrets. Is it a trail?"

Shion Dao’s face was black and said: "What do you mean by this, can you feel that this jungle can stop the ancestors?"

Which pot does not open the pot, Yang Junshan can not wait to lick one of his mouth, and quickly said: "No, no, the predecessors must misunderstand, the younger generation just want to know how the seniors broke into the last time!"

"Hey," Ziyuan Dao sang coldly: "Tell you anyway, this ancestor is a tree and then a tree is pushed down and forced into it."

"Ah?" Yang Junshan was dumbfounded and unable to set the channel: "Does this work?"

The Ziyuan Taoist ancestors had a red face and said: "The tree will recover soon after it is pushed down. In fact, the ancestors can finally find the secret path by virtue of luck. Otherwise, this ancestor will not bring you this time. The tree is in."

"No wonder!" Yang Junshan heard a sigh of relief. If it was really possible to find a dense path by pushing down the trees all the way, then these two rituals were too playful!

"Come here!"

Yang Junshan held a huge chessboard in one hand and suddenly stood up and said: "Do not leave the younger generation three steps. After all, the younger generation does not want to die in the hands of other ancestors like ants."

"So fast?"

The Aoyuan Dao ancestors are somewhat suspicious, and it’s less than a fragrant time since Yang Junshan’s debut.

"Just push the beginning first, how the specific situation evolves in order to be known in the lineup, but to say that the formation is rumored, the younger generation may not be as good as those from the major sects of the sects of the sects, but they can say that they are coming in, younger generations. But confidence is not necessarily worse than them."

Yang Junshan’s words are extremely confident, but it is very rare that the Aoyuan Taoist ancestor did not open his mouth again.

Seeing that Yang Junshan looked a little horrified, Ziyuan Taozu smiled and said: "Boy, are you just looking for you as your own ancestors? What you show on the Tianfeng, the ancestors have already sent to Zhuge and Yuxi The Master of the Array has learned that they all believe that it is a very novel means of breaking the line. Otherwise, can you find other sects as the ancestors?"

"Well, you know it's not that simple!"

Yang Junshan made a mark outside the ten steps, then counted ten trees to the right, and then measured three feet and nine inches from the ground. He said: "Please also ask the seniors to break it from here!"

Shion Dao ancestors gave him a look, a sleeve of a wave, a blue color of the mans flashed away, this tree suddenly fell at three feet and nine inches, with the big trees planted around the large fog is actually swayed. "

"go!"

Yang Junshan sighed low, and the aster of the Aster was followed by three steps and then walked in the direction of the fallen tree. After the two walked over the nearly four-foot tree stump, the fog was suddenly used. The fallen tree actually recovered again, but the figures of the two were already invisible.

After Yang Junshan crossed the fallen tree, he only walked three steps forward. Then there was another big tree with thick buckets in front of him. Yang Junshan said nothing, and turned three times in a counterclockwise direction along the big tree. Also behind him, he also followed suit. At the same time, her gaze from time to time slammed into the chessboard of Yang Junshan’s left hand, and she saw that the above-mentioned chess was actually moving at a rapid pace. Even her spiritual knowledge could not catch up for a while. .

"It’s not a bad word. With the operation of the array, everything in it is changing at any time. If you want to break the battle, you can only seize every moment of ephemerality!"

Yang Junshan seems to feel the gaze of the sacred ancestors behind him, and the head does not return to explain. At this time, after the two people turned three laps, the eyes were empty again. Yang Junshan rushed forward three steps, and the aster ancestors quickly followed. On the top, I saw another big tree appearing in front of the two.