Tempered Immortal

"Uncle Shi, the sky is not the same as the small one. Is there any different treasure to be born?"

A clear voice was introduced into the ear, and there was a faint excitement in it. It was a young man in his twenties and a young man. At the same time, he was also the one with the lowest strength in this group.

"Shao Shizhen, you are too anxious, this Lingyuan Valley kills all over the machine, is it not difficult to say that the Alibao is born, it will be dangerous if it is not good."

The old man said that while releasing the gods, it was a pity that nothing was obtained. The outermost illusion was indeed destroyed by the heavens and the earth. However, around the Dongfu, Lin Xuan also arranged several sets of flags, and the demon in the area of ​​one yuan, if they could find out The real thing is that it is a ghost.

"Uncle Shi said it is good, but it is just waiting here. The scale of this Tianzhao is so magnificent. It will not take long for other guys to come here. It’s not that the teacher’s ambition to rise others, to destroy his prestige, a little Come to a guy who is awesome, I am afraid that the strange treasure that was born will only be handed over." The young magic repaired the voice that was not taken for granted.

The old man listened, but he sighed. This is also true. The door has already reached the point of the bao Xishan, otherwise it will not venture into the Lingyuan Valley.

Come to a powerful Mozu, they really do not have the money to compete with each other.

"That is what the teacher wants, what should we do?" The old man is obviously not a dictatorial person, and he speaks in a tone of negotiation.

"How else, since I entered the Lingyuan Valley, why do I fear taking risks? As the saying goes, if you don’t enter the tiger's den, you won't be able to become a big thing..."

"Shao Shidi, although what you said is true, but if we are degraded, I am afraid that this door will really be scattered, and it is worthwhile to look at the value." A woman’s voice is heard in the ear and is standing on the left hand. Middle-aged woman on the side.

"Since everyone is worried, the younger brother is willing to explore the road, but if it is lucky, the uncle is Huanglongdan..."

"Shao Shiyi is willing to take this singularity, whether it is successful or not, the old Huanglongdan is owned by you."

"it is good."

The young Mozu is overjoyed, and with this help from the spirit, he is hopeful to advance to the medium term. Although the trip has to take some risks, he feels worthwhile relative to the income.

So he sacrificed a defensive treasure, carefully flew like the most aura of the mountains.

At this time, the entire small mountain range was covered with thick fog, and nothing inside could not be seen clearly.

There was a bit of fear and worry on his face, but when it was over, it was impossible to retreat, bite his teeth, and cautiously entered the fog.

The enthusiasm of a cup of tea has passed, but there is no reaction.

"The teacher started..." The other Mozu of the condensed period opened.

"Shao Shizhen is afraid that there are too many bad guys."

The old man sighed: "Forget it, the treasures here are not for us, or leave here as soon as possible."

"Yes!"

Others are also embarrassed, although quite disappointing, but the best treasures, but also have a life to enjoy. This reason they still know, there is already a companion fallen, do you want everyone to be buried here?

Leaving as soon as possible is the choice of smart people.

Unfortunately, it is too late.

Just a few people just turned around, a cold voice came to the ear: "Hey, a few low-level juniors dare to come to the valley, live impatient."

Everyone in the konjac gate was shocked and turned back to the head. The result was empty and there was nothing to hide.

"Oops, I met a master."

The old man’s heart was “squeaky” on the surface, but on the surface, he squeezed his smile: “I don’t know which seniors are here, and it’s polite in the next time.”

"Hey, it's less close here. If you meet the deity, even if you don't have a good life, you can get a lot of suffering and avoid the ones."

The monks of the magic gates listened, their faces were ugly, and they naturally wouldn’t do it. The ants were still stealing, and if they listened to each other, they would be suicidal.

They have sacrificed their treasures.

"Oh, I don't know how to live and die. It seems that you have to toast and not to eat fine wine."

The cold voice was again introduced into the ear.

Then there was a bubble in the air... No, it was a purple arc.