Sovereign to Immortality

In the end, the Aster of the Aster is a great supernatural person in the Taoist world. Even the excitement of reaching the goal cannot make him lose the most basic reason.

In fact, at the intersection of the fifth route, Ziyuan Daozu and Yang Junshan finally encountered the most severe test after entering the ancient trail.

Before Yang Junshan did not see the ancestral ancestors of Aoyuan and other ancestors, but the kind of confrontation is mostly tempted by each other, but the taste is only the only way, but the purple face of the purple face is also because of the ancestors of the Aster The difference in strength is too great, and it has not caused too much trouble for them.

"Oh, Shion Daoyou invited!"

The Taoist who had already come to the intersection first was medium in size and plain in appearance. There was a regular scorpion on the bun, which looked slightly weird.

Asahi Dao looked at the people in front of him, his eyes were more dignified than ever, and whispered: "Ling Yi Zong Luo Luo Daoyou, I heard that you have already become a spiritual inheritance of the Taoist sacred magical sorrows, and there is no self-confidence." Did you go under the thunder?"

Luo Weidao people said with a smile: "The Taoist friends laughed. I asked this cultivation circle to make the fairy palace thirty-six cents. When I was through the thunderstorm, I was afraid that I would also look forward to the war and the war. Luo Mou was lucky enough to practice the magical power. , why not talk about thunder."

"So you are also coming to the soul of the gourd?"

Luo Weidao smiled and said: "But there is a chance, who is not willing to let his grasp even more than a point? But Luo is indeed not as eager as a friend, even if he can not get a soul, go to the other one Only the gourd is good."

Aster Road Tao Zu cold channel: "You are not afraid to return empty-handed?"

Luo Weidao's hand stretched forward and made a request for action. He said: "Please also ask your friends to enlighten me!"

The people of Shiyuan did not hesitate to take her Taoist Ziyun in their hands, and then they said to Yang Junshan without saying coldly: "If you retire, the farther you retire, the better. If the ancestors are defeated, You will escape by yourself!"

Yang Junshan was shocked and surprised. He knew that this time, the Aoyuan Dao ancestor did not have the confidence to win. He heard the words and quickly retreated along the dense radial direction.

At this time, the opposite Luo Modao people turned their gaze over and swept over Yang Junshan’s body. Yang Junshan felt a coolness deep into his own internal organs, and he could not help but scream and retreat. Speeded up a lot.

At this time, I heard the sacred ancestors of the Aster, and the purple clouds in their hands swayed. From the squatting face, there were five tentacles formed by the purple clouds reaching out to the opposite Taoist Taoist.

Seeing the five purple clouds tentacles will be wrapped around the Luo Shuo Taoist, but see Luo Luo Dao people sinking into a sinking, a heavy cold screaming like a thunder, and five tentacles close to him suddenly burst out of thin air.

However, the purple mist that was blown up slowly gathered again, and once again condensed into five purple mist tentacles, and continued to entangle with the Luo Shuo.

Luo Weidao saw the eyebrows pick a finger, and then extended his finger forward, but saw a gray air suddenly bursting from his fingertips, and then turned into five gray plumes, tangled toward the five purple fog of the Shiyuan Taoist.

The sound of "嗤嗤" suddenly appeared in the contact time between the two columns of smoke. The gray airflow pointed out by Luo Duo Taoist, although slender, seemed to be extremely tough, and it was quite similar to the five purple clouds tentacles of the Aoyuan Taoist ancestors. Intertwined with each other and annihilated.

"Lonely means!"

The aster of the Aster seems to be extremely jealous of this magical power.

The silence refers to the 47th place in the list of the treasures. It is one of the two magical magical powers that make up the 24th-ranked Taoist gods, and the other is the number one. One hundred and fifty-eight of Gan Lin Xuanguang, since the Luo Shuo Tao people practiced to become a dry and dying, then these two treasures of magical power are naturally not in the words.

Yang Junshan once saw the power of the Taoist magical powers, but the ranking of the magical magical powers that are higher than the sacred sacred prints is still the first time that Yang Junshan once heard that the treasures of Shenbao rank in the top five. Ten, then there is very little extension of the Taoist magical powers, and the power of the top 30 treasures is very close to the Taoism, and there is no one that exists as an extension of Taoism.

The silence refers to the extension of the supernatural powers as the supernatural powers of the Taoist gods. It can still rank in the top 50 of the treasures of the magical powers. This in itself shows the extraordinary power of this magical power.

The monk was trained as an advanced celestial being, and the spiritual consciousness began to be enchanted. In the end, the spiritual consciousness was completely enchanted, and then the Taoist people completely condensed the gods. At this time, the treasures of the magical powers can pose a greater threat to the Taoist monks. Only the top 100 supernatural powers are left, which is why the top 100 supernatural powers in the history of the magical magical powers are difficult to practice and the value is extremely high.

Luo Weidao also praised: "The Ziyuan Taoist ancestor Ziyun is also extraordinary. This treasured magical purple Wuluo smoke ranks in the Shentong list after two hundred, and under the blessing of Ziyun, it can actually be silent with Luo. Destruction is the same as fighting!"

"Do not talk nonsense, you and I still have some real skills, and the province is wasting time here!"

The Ziyuan Daozu said, the purple cloud in the hand once again shakes. This time, the roaring out of it is not the Wuluo smoke, but the innumerable wind blade. When it flies out from the surface, it will open the space. It’s time for the Luo Dao people to come.

Luo Weidao "haha" smiled and said: "Luo Mou is also doing this!"

After all, he suddenly reached out and pulled the slender raft from the top of his head, then gently stroked in front of him.

A Senmu barrier appeared in front of the body, and those invisible wind blades advanced on the barriers, and did not hurt Luo Weidao.

Shiyuan Daozu exclaimed: "The lower grades are made of wood, and I have never thought that Ling Yizong actually practiced this piece!"

Luo Weidao smiled and said: "Yes, Luo Mou came to the ancient jungle this time, and he made a special trip to bring this thing from the Zongmen. Now Luo has a device in his hand, and there is a Taoist magical body. Ishio Daoyou first-order, but it has been in an invincible position, how can the Taoist friends retreat?"

The Aoyuan Dao is cold and stunned, saying: "Have it over!"

"Well, if you come and don't go to indecent assault, please ask the Ziyuan Taoist friends to take a certain shot, the four seasons will be dry, the life and death cycle, go!"

Yang Junshan has been struggling to stay away from the scope of the two ancestors. However, when the Luo Shudao’s Taoist magical powers shot, Yang Junshan almost instantly felt the warm, hot, cool and cold seasons changing, and felt his spirit all at once. A lot worse, I suddenly became very tired, as if the vitality of my body was taken away.

Yang Junshan was shocked. He knew that this was his own influence on the magical power of Luo Dao, and he was running nine miles. The real body surging and expelling the external forces invading the body, I felt that the vitality returned to myself, even though In this way, Yang Junshan still quickly retreated several dozen feet.

At this time, a purple canopy rose to the sky, and Yang Junshan, who was originally affected by the fighting between the two sides, suddenly discovered that the aftermath of the fighting between the two sides suddenly disappeared.

The cold voice of the Aoyuan Taoist ancestors came over: "Luo Wei, this ancestor admits that you are superb, but what can it be? The ancestors of this Tao are on top of you, the sacred sac is out, the ancestors of the ancestors are fearless, with Ziyun, you want to beat the ancestors but also dream."

Luo Weidao was silent for a moment, there was a violent space turbulence in the distance, and the laughter of Luo Dao’s Taoist came over: "You and I have the same strength. Since no one can help, then it is so stalemate." Although Luo Mou 觊觎 觊觎 觊觎 葫 葫 , , , , , , , , , , 觊觎 觊觎 觊觎 觊觎 觊觎 觊觎 觊觎 觊觎 觊觎 觊觎 觊觎 觊觎 觊觎 觊觎 觊觎 觊觎 觊觎 觊觎 觊觎

There was a cold cry in the ancestral home of Aster, but she did not speak. Obviously, at this point, she was at a disadvantage compared with her father.

At this time, the voice of Luo Dao Dao was once again passed on: "Not to mention the Ziyuan Taoist friend also brought a younger generation to come. According to Luo, the Zhiyuan Taoist friends do not seem to be proficient in the formation. So, that The role of a small friend to the Taoist friend can be imagined. I don’t know if Luo Mou is now going to start the younger generation, can the Aster Dao still protect him?"

Yang Junshan suddenly had a feeling of a big disaster, and he did not want to continue to flee towards the road.

However, the means of the ancestors of the Taoist people were so eager to hide that they could hide. On the top of Yang Junshan’s head, the sky suddenly burst open, and a big hand stretched out from it and grabbed it toward Yang Junshan.

"you dare!"

In the distance, the anger of the Aoyuan Taoist ancestors came, and a purple cloud was suddenly used for overwhelming. The emptiness of the emptiness of the big hand was annihilated. Most of the singer’s occupants took the lead, but still had a finger toward Yang. Junshan’s body came.

"Is it really **** a finger to kill me?"

Yang Junshan’s heart was very angry, but he screamed in his mouth, condensing himself into the real yuan, and punching the finger at the top of his head.

Under the anger, Yang Junshan exerted the power of the stone-breaking fist to the extreme, and the chest suddenly split a half-foot-long mouth, and the blood suddenly soaked a large piece of the chest.

Among the loud noises, Yang Junshan’s supernatural powers were pierced by the one-powered finger, and then the half-finished fingers were broken, Yang Junshan was inevitable, and the whole body’s bodyguards were smashed. Then he finally clicked on his chest, and Yang Junshan spurted a blood out of his mouth and fell to his head.

"Luo, you are looking for death!"

In the distance, the arrogance of the Aoyuan Road ancestors was raging, and the violent space turmoil almost collapsed everything around the secret path.

"Haha, Shiondao friends, why are you desperate for you and Luo Mou, is it difficult for the kid to be a friend of your new friend? If so, then Luo Mou can say a sorry, just like you In the next entanglement, it will not help, you and I are similar in strength. In this battle, you can only cheapen other people. Hey, you are really moving, really do not want to die?"

The smug laughter of Luo Weidao was faintly heard. Unexpectedly, the ancestral ancestors of Ziyuan seemed to have moved their anger. Under the full force, they actually had the power to fight together, forcing the Luo people to be in a hurry and have to resist the offensive of the sacred ancestors. There is no more words and words.

Unexpectedly, just as the two men were evenly matched, a purple gold seal suddenly flew in, and Yang Junshan’s angry voice came from a few dozen feet: "You **** actually wants to kill me!"

"Pictures are printed, give me a fall!"

A fierce tiger's law appeared on the big seal, and when he roared toward the Luo Dao Taoist, he slammed down and followed, and the mountain was full of power.

"This is impossible!"

Luo Weidao screamed, he had full confidence in his finger, the scorpio Xiaoxiu had already been broken by the heart, annihilated the vitality, how can this person actually live!

However, Yang Junshan's life was born in front of his eyes. Not only did he not have a chance to become extinct, but he did not seem to have even hurt his strength.

A mountain monk, the treasure of the treasure of the middle of the magic, a sixty-fifth supernatural powers on the list of the magical magical powers, was exhibited by a monk of the heavens. If it is changed into an ordinary, such a means of Luo Dao Can be resolved.

However, the Luo Weidao who was now attacked by the Aoyuan Daoquan had no choice but to take care of others. The appearance and shooting of Yang Junshan was too much beyond his expectations.

Then, among the loud laughter of the Aoyuan Dao, Luo Shudao, the ancestral spirit of the Qing Dynasty, was actually turned up by a monk in the heavens. The shoulder blade slammed and broke, and then accidentally turned out of the space of the dense path, completely lost the qualification to obtain Qibao Hulu.

The aster of the Aster is really laughing and tears are coming out!

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