Supreme Soaring Immortal

Subscribe!

*

Godsend had a thick smile on his face, raising his hand to grab a big tree by the street. The dead leaves on the tree flew toward him, forming a round group on his palm. The force vomited, the leaves turned into powder, and the silky spirit spread from the palm of the hand, and the powder of the leaves quickly formed a yellow puppy, which was vivid. Under the control of God-given, four small calves ran on the palm of God's hand, and from time to time they also rolled on the palm of his hand.

Looking at the look of the puppy, the piano couldn’t help but grin and smiled: "It... looks like you, like you, giggling..."

Godsend grabbed his head and looked at the face of the puppy in the palm of his hand. He laughed happily. The piano went to the opposite side of the godsend, reaching out to control the bird. On the back of the puppy, the puppy jumped on the palm of the gods...

"God, I have to raise a dog in the future!" Qin doubled his head and looked up to God.

"Okay!"

Tianci gently looked at the piano pair, and the gentle eyes seemed to wrap the piano in a sea. Qin's smile is a convergence, and the eyes are shining. She saw a yellow robe figure from the double-brightness of the gods, and the yellow robe was too familiar. The opposite God-given gaze is also a condensate, looking up from the head of the piano double, looking at a shimmering old man who is less than ten meters away from them.

The puppy and the bird turned into powder, and they fell into the space. The piano double turned slowly over the body and looked at the old man in the yellow robe. His eyes fell on his left chest, where a small sword was embroidered.

Wu Zongdian!

Not bad!

The color and style of the dress, plus the small sword on the chest, are telling Qin Shuang and Tianci, the other is from Wu Zongdian.

Brightly dressed in such a dress from the city gate, but did not cause the attention of the Iron Wall City guards, can only say that the person's cultivation is very high, as high as he does not want to be noticed, it will be turned a blind eye.

This kind of cultivation is... only Wu Sheng.

Xiaoyunhai stood quietly and stood ten meters away from Qinqin and Tianci, with a kind smile on his face, as if a grandfather saw his lovely granddaughter.

"Predecessors are?" Qin double arched hands.

"刁云海."

Qinshuang and Tianci almost frowned at the same time, and Yunhaihai smiled kindly:

"You don't know that I am normal. I haven't been in the world for a long time. Are you a piano pair?"

"Well, the younger generation is the piano pair."

"Sure enough, it is the ice muscle jade bones, the fairy statue and the jade appearance." The old Shuo Shuo praised, and then his eyes fell on the godsend:

"You are a godsend?"

"The younger generation is a godsend."

"The face is thick, but your eyes are deeply hostile to me."

"Predecessors come from afar, don't you look at it?" Tianci said faintly.

"Ha ha……"

Jin Yunhai smiled two times, but suddenly reached out and grabbed the piano. The face of Qin double is a change. She feels the other side's grasp, and it covers the whole space, as if a prison cage is facing him.

"Hey..."

The god-given figure swept past the wind from the side of the piano. The giant crocodile sword was squirted, and the sword was swayed, and the palm of the old man who had swept the old man was twisted.

"Hey..."

The sour sound of the sound, as if there are thousands of wires swaying the giant crocodile sword in the hands of God, let Tianci feel the heavy crocodile sword in the hands of heavy mountains, the silky spirit of the wire like the giant crocodile sword toward the godsend The arm is entangled.

There is no doubt that if the silky spirit is wrapped around the god-given arm, his arm will be twisted into powder. A huge pressure shrouded the godsend, making him feel like a mountain, his bones creaking.

Godsend's eyes are sharp, and the thoughts are swiftly gathered toward the heart, which activates the soul of the soul at the heart.

"Hey..."

An unmatched sword gas broke out and went straight into the sky. The pressure of the sea of ​​clouds is swaying.

now!

Godsend is a sword, and it is still a sword with a soul.

Everything around the body, everything is transformed into a sword.

The subtle swordsmanship is centered on the godsend and spreads outwards. It gathers into a torrent of swords and screams toward the opposite sea of ​​clouds.

"Hey..."

The giant crocodile sword seems to have a life, and it constantly vibrates in the hands of Godsend, as if to volley, and the wire-like spirit that tangles and entangles, gathers a huge sword tip, and explores it toward the sea of ​​clouds. The palm hits.

The soul of the sword is put out, everything is a sword, and Wan Jian has a soul.

"Hey..."

Hong Zhong Da Lu roared and resounded over the entire city of the Iron Wall. The godsend eyes showed a painful color. Nowadays, he just condenses a sword soul. Under the full force of eruption, the body has become weak, and a part of the sword soul has been injured by the palm of the sea.

"puff……"

The godsend's body is like a blood sac filled with blood, smashed by thousands of awl, and thousands of blood lines are ejected.

However, his body standing in front of the piano is still straight.

"Hey..."

Jin Yunhai has regressed three steps in a row, and he has not completely broken the sleeves of his right arm. From the palm of his hand to the upper arm, he is covered with sword marks. A trace of blood oozes out from the sword marks, and his eyes are staring blankly at Tianci. .

"Sword Soul! You... condensed the soul of the sword!"

"Hey..."

A much bigger sword, in the eyes of Jin Yunhai, from the sky behind the godsend.

"Ten swordsmanship!" Yan Yunhai eyes suddenly stunned, and then the heart is a loose: "No sword soul!"

A figure rises from behind the tall gods, and over the godsend, holding a giant sword in his hand, the powder surface contains sputum, killing Ling Tian, ​​but it has already opened the fire phoenix body, blending the turtle's mysterious water Qin double.

"Ok?"

The heart of the sea of ​​clouds, which just relaxed a little mood, violently jumped, and the color of the face was horrified.

"How come? How could she be the seventh floor of Wusheng?"

"expensive!"

The high-pitched piano double, holding the dragon sword in both hands, smashed out to the opposite side of the sea.

In the light of the sword, the dragon shadow is tumbling, and Ma Dawei can strike sharply.

"boom!"

Jin Yunhai’s big feet slammed on the ground, and his body flew back toward the rear. At the same time, he pulled out the long sword behind him and pointed it into the air.

The heavens and the earth seem to be silent in this moment. The dragon swallows released by the dragon sword in the hands of the piano are like a dragon, and the long sword of the sea of ​​clouds is nailed to the seven inches of the dragon. .

The dragon's body swayed slightly, and a circle of swords was born from the tail to spread toward the head. Jin Yunhai’s hand is very stable, as if a sword is set, and the dragon will be suppressed. If the tip of the sword enters three inches, the dragon will be crucified.

"Hey..."

The sword that spread from the tail continually hit the seven-inch sword.

*

Seeking a monthly ticket! Ask for a ticket!

*

*

Perfect (), a variety of novels for you to watch