"This time ... the blood spirit education is very big."
Fang Chen was a little heavy.
If things develop, if he envisages, no one can stop the blood spirit education from refining the blood spirit god Dan in Yunyouyu.
"Brother, the remaining five thousand flaps?"
Zhou Tian's lesson is full of expectations.
"Let's leave here."
Fang Chen's body slowly sank into the shadow, just for a moment of effort, he got rid of the stare of Tianbao Pavilion.
"What about people!?"
"We have lost it!"
"Go back to report the shopkeeper."
Tianbao Pavilion.
"It's okay, the next thing has nothing to do with us."
The corner of the forest shopkeeper raised slightly.
I want to leave in China in China, but it is not as simple as.
Dozens of miles away from Fangshi, Fang Chen was thrown into the shadow to Zhou Tian's lesson 5,000 yuan.
It has finished all brains, and then I am satisfied with:
"Brother, you are lucky. The magic weapon of Huang Jie is a fairy boat.
As we all know, Xianzhou's required materials are very large, and their value is much higher than that of the same -order magic weapon. "
"Xianzhou? It's good."
Fang Chen nodded gently, and it seemed that the 10,000 scholarship did not have white flowers.
Like the warship of the sword swallowing Hai Longzong at the beginning, he ate it with a lot of dwellings, which was very comfortable.
Zhou Tian's lesson then gave a map, which was the place where the Xianzhou was located above.
Fang Chen rushed towards the destination and took out the magic wheel of the town, and planned to let the sword swallow.
But in the next second, the forty soul prints that were originally sealed on the town's magic wheel suddenly flickered glory.
A horrible coercion emerged, such as the mountains of Shenshan, and for a moment, Fang Chen's body fell out of the shadow.
He couldn't move, and he was imprisoned by some kind of power. At the same time, he felt that there seemed to be a gaze on him on the magic wheel.
"Junior, I thought you were Jin Dan, I never thought it was just refining qi? How do you come so many spiritual stones?"
There was an old voice sounding on the magic wheel.
"Who is your?"
Fang Chen asked softly.
"Magic Cloud Emperor."
Magic Cloud Emperor?
In this way, the magic wheel of the town has always been the magic weapon of the Magic Cloud Emperor. The so -called seal seal of the forty soul seal is actually the other forty soul seals intentionally without refining?
Use this to be used as a bait and catch the monks who buy the magic wheels of the town?
Here, Fang Chen couldn't help admiring: "How many monks did you harm to this means?"
"Junior, this is practice. There are no pits. There are so many resources in the world. If you are scattered in your hands, how can my generation have the opportunity to win Yuan Ying?"
The old voice sounded again: "You are waiting here, someone will come to take you away."
"Little sword, eat it."
There is no expression for square dust.
The next moment, Xiaojian started to devour the magic wheel of the town.
I saw that the magic wheel was continuously swallowed, and the power of imprisonment on Fang Chen was also loose.
Mo Yunhuang was a little shocked. Although he was not here, he could clearly feel that his town magic wheel was being "refined '!
It is not the seal of refining the soul, but the body of the magic weapon!
"Junior, what did you do to the magic wheel of the town?"
Fang Chen did not answer.
"Junior, stop immediately, this emperor can keep your life!"
Fang Chen still did not answer.
"Junior, if you don't stop, wait for the emperor's hands to catch you, it will make you realize what you want to live in life and not to die!"
Fang Chen's eyes showed a touch of cowardship, but there was still no opening.
After a while, the town magic wheel had been eaten by Xiao Jian for a few and a half.
The power of the imprisonment of Fang Chen weakened at the speed visible to the naked eye, and the voice of the magic cloud emperor began to become intermittent:
"Little ... generation ... the emperor ... will definitely ... catch ... you!"
"Dare to threaten."
The little sword suddenly became fierce, speeding up the speed of devouring the town.
Its breath is getting stronger and stronger, and the body has increased at the speed of visible to the naked eye. It almost becomes a three -foot Qingfeng peak!
This has changed dramatically with the appearance of just hatched from the sword tire.
At that time, it was just as long as a small fish.
"It is getting faster and faster at it."
Zhou Tianzhi murmured to himself, with a deep jealousy in his tone.
After half an hour.
A figure flew from the sky, and Fang Chen could already see the man's appearance.
One of his white hair, wearing a black robe, and a huge pale skull on his feet.
Even if this person is not a magical cloud emperor, it is also his Majesty, exuding a full and complete breath on his body.
The feeling of giving Fang Chen is similar to the former ancestor of Tiannan Zong.
After seeing Fang Chen, he immediately accelerated a few points, and Fangchen was galloping.
Fang Chen was calm. Although it was still imprisoned by that force, under the swallow of Xiaojian, the power of the magic wheel was getting weaker and weaker.
"Junior ..."
The monk who stepped on the skull was approaching.
The next second, Fang Chen felt a loose body, and the force of the imprisonment completely disappeared.
Now he has two choices, killing the foundation in front of him.
Or directly perform the art of shadow bodhisattva to escape from this place, and wait for the small sword to completely devour the town magic wheel.
There was almost no hesitation, Fang Chen chose the second type.
He integrated into the shadow in front of the face.
The Supreme Scripture of the Eight Desert Town does have the opportunity to kill this foundation, which can consume his birthday, not worth it.
"It's gone!?"
The coming person was slightly froze, and there was a touch of dignity on his face, and he took out a message to burn:
"Holy, the target is out of trouble, and now disappears."
"This child is a bit weird. He is damaging the emperor's town magic wheel. You must catch him before the town magic wheel completely destroyed."
"yes."
When the palm of the person turned, there was a piece of black metal. He induced lightly, and finally locked in a direction to chase.
"The speed is quite fast ..."
The coming person frowned slightly.
He found that the movement speed of the Zhen Magic Wheel was a bit unusual.
Where can I refine the speed of gas, where is so fast?
He didn't know that Fang Chen jumped in the shadow, and his speed was not even weaker than turning swordsmanship. Instead, he was faintly better than.
"He was chasing behind his buttocks, and the thing in his hand seemed to be a material with the magic wheel of the town.
"But ... he can't see me."
Fang Chen's expression was solemn, and Xiaojian asked:
"Little sword, how long will it completely devour the magic wheel of the town?"
Xiao Jian: "Xiao Chen, I'm a bit full now, I have to digest it, it won't be too fast."
Fang Chen was froze, and it turned out that the swallowing speed of Xiao Jian had become a bit vomiting from the beginning to the beginning ...
"Brother, this is Huang Jie's best magic weapon after all. This younger has not grown completely. It may take a few days to devour such a magic weapon."