Yingxuangu's main warehouse is backward, and the semi -Shengwei is strict. He is very scared now.
I was so cultivated in this way, but I was sealed unknowingly and became a mortal!
It's terrible! How did the mountains do it?
It's not just him, the shadow Xuangu, including the ancestors of Mingying, all become mortals!
"Evil! I am too bad!"
The ancestor of Mingying roared, he also retreated, his face was ugly. Without repair, he began to be afraid.
"How do you do it?" The sage of Qingyun looked ugly. He retreated with Ying Xuangu and others, and there was no pride at the beginning.
Without repairing, he is the lamb to be slaughtered! Everyone can give him two slap!
"Want to know?"
"Hey, I won't tell you!"
"桀 桀!"
The old ancestor of Tieniu laughed and approached them with unwillingness. Then he raised his hand and exploded a elder in Xuangu, turning into a blood mist, and even the scream was too late to send out.
"Move the mountains, blind your dog's eyes!"
Yin Xue's ancestors spoke indifferently. Although she was very beautiful, she was full of murderousness at this moment. There was Yinpeng virtual shadow behind her.
She hit her fingers, and instantly penetrated the eyebrows of the Lord of Yingxuan Valley.
"Damn ... I can't die like this! Save me ... the ancestor save me!"
The Lord of Yingxuan Valley fell to the ground weakly, his eyes gradually disappeared, and he cried at the corner of his eyes. He didn't want to die.
This kind of death is too aggrieved!
But now the ancestors of Mingying are difficult to protect themselves. How can I save him?
I saw the Lord of the Xuanxuan Valley of the Supreme Supreme forces, and died in front of everyone in Yingxuan Valley.
"Stop your hands! Stop your hands!"
"My shadow Xuangu recognizes planting, can we sit down and talk about it?"
"I beg you!"
The ancestors of Mingying could be flexed and stretched out, and they fell directly to the ground and scratched Yun Tian live. He saw it, here, what he said.
If you want to live, you must get the consent of Yun Tian live, otherwise the ancestor of Yin Xue and the iron cow will never stop, and will kill them!
"Actually, you have a conflict with my disciples. This is a normal thing."
"But unfortunately, you united the black market to oppress my disciples and want to set up them to death. These practices have been sentenced to death!"
"Every disciple of the mountains is a child of an old man. I moved my child. Do you want me to let you go?"
"Strangely !!"
Yun Tian's real person's voice became colder and cold, the killing intention was fragile, terrible, and the ancestors of Mingying listened to the ice cave, revealing the despair.
He didn't expect that he had come to the teacher today to ask his own doomsday.
Yun Tian's real person also said: "Children, there are grievances, revenge and revenge, and give me a fierce fight!"
After hearing the words, the disciples of the mountains were smiling badly, and step by step approaching the saint of Qingyun, everyone in Xinggu.
The ancestor of Mingying and the Qingyun sage as the sage, even if they lose their cultivation, the body is very terrible. Generally, it is difficult for disciples to break the defense.
The two of them were dragged out of the war circle by Yinxue and Tieniu, and pulled out the violent beating.
Yin Xue's ancestors and Tie Niu ancestors deliberately did not kill them, so they hit them, humiliated them, and stepped their pride and self -esteem.
"Do you really be afraid of Ying Xuangu? Do these evil things, I know that Xingxuan Valley will know that it will destroy the mountains !!"
The ancestor of Mingying was beaten with blood flowing, but no humans, he was anxious, shouting crazy.
"There is also my black market! Surgery my black market is offending the sun and moon gods. That is the Extreme Holy Land, you think clearly!"
The sage of Qingyun is more confident than the ancestor of Mingying, but it is one of the two hegemonic levels of the sun and the moon, who dare not give them face?
Over the years, in the name of the sun and the moon, they do not know how convenient they are.
The ancestral gate, just when I heard that the name of the sun and the moon, I would be scared and rolled, and I didn't dare to do it with the black market.
He didn't believe it, no matter how big the mountains were, wouldn't he still offend the elder brother in the East?
But after listening to his words, Yun Tian's real person said, "Don't worry, the time has not yet arrived, as soon as the time arrives, the seat of the elder brother in the East Region is from the mountain!"
"What?" The sage of Qingyun couldn't believe his ears, thinking that he had a hallucination.
Is this the mountains who want to replace the Extreme Holy Land?
"Do you want to listen to what you say?"
How could the saints of Qingyun believe that a Zongmen who had inherited tens of thousands of years had the strength to replace the polar holy land?
Even if the mountains are deeper than everyone thinks, they have inherited for tens of thousands of years. Where can the heritage be strong?
"I need you to believe it? Noise! Palms!" Yun Tian's real person swept coldly and said.
"Den! Look!"
The ancestor of the iron cow would like to pick up the collar of the Qingyun saints, and a big mouth, the saint of Qingyun dizzy, and Venus.
"A group of lunatics! Damn, how can they provoke these people!"
On the side, the ancestor of Mingying saw that the Qingyun saints moved out of the sun and the moon and the gods were beaten so miserable. Suddenly, they were excited, and they dared not talk ruthlessly.
The sun and moon gods are not afraid of relying on the mountains.
The more ruthlessly put it, the heavier the beating.
He still shut up and beaten, maybe he can pick up a life.
Slap!
The ancestor of Tie Niu came over and gave the ancestor of Mingying with a slap, and said angrily: "Why don't you speak? Do you look down on Lao Tzu?"
The ancestor of the iron cow was output against the aggressive ancestor, and the ancestor of the Mingying ancestor fell to the ground like a pool of mud.
"Are you ... are you sick?"
"You can also fight, don't say, do you want to fight, what do you want?"
The ancestor of Mingying is really convinced, who, pure neuropathy!
"What do I want, need to report to you?"
The ancestor of the iron cow was not angry, and the ancestor of the Mingying was completely lost. This cow is a bit seriously ill in this cow.
"I'm sorry! I apologize, I'm wrong, let me go!"
The sage of Qingyun felt that he was going to die, and his wife was waiting for him. He didn't want to die, so he put down his body and the last reserved in his heart, and asked for mercy.
"Sorry, what are you practicing?" Tie Niu's ancestor looked over and sneered.
He was so cool. Now think about the attacking territory of the Yinyi Pengbird and the Tengu tribe, he was afraid.
At the beginning, if the senior Hua didn't want to call a few thugs, I was afraid that they would go to the king of Yan. Even with the entire ethnic group, they would become precious ingredients.
Fortunately, he is still useful. The predecessor of the Huahua has a good personality. He performs well. He is absolutely worried about his life.
The two saints here fell down, and even the strength of speaking was gone. On the other side, the crowds of the mountains besieged a group of shadows and vines who became mortal. They gradually came to an end.
"Look at the chicken brother, this two -and -a -half years of feet, handsome?"
A golden big rooster is very active, such as golden lightning, kicking the back of Xuangu and others.
If the body is not strong enough, he will be kicked by him.
"I rely on, why is a chicken raised by Dao Yuanfeng so strong?"
Yang Dan, a disciple of Zhenchuan, looked at it and trembled. It was terrible.
How does this make people live? How do he feel that he is not as good as a chicken?
"Sure enough, the environment creates talents."
"Dao Yuanfeng's waiting place, the head pig can cultivate sanctuary, I guess."
Mu Qiuxue practiced in Dao Yuanfeng for a while, knowing the terrible of Yuanfeng.
Although it was short during that time, she broke her several times and caught up with Brother Zhao Zhu, who was better than her.
Hearing the words, Jia Dabao glanced at Mu Qiuxue and looked weird. Is this looking down on his ethnic group?