Carefree Path of Dreams

"he died?"

After a hit, Huoshan Mountain God took back the big seal and his face was somewhat sullen.

A god, a long-lived, long-sighted, magical immortal, so dead? Even his god, there is some incredible feeling.

"Yes, the gods are gone, they can't be saved anymore!"

Fang Yuan Ning key head.

In fact, this white sword flies very badly.

Huoshan Shenyin’s refining of the fragments of the Temple of Heaven, the power of the advance, is only one aspect.

The most crucial thing is that it was attacked by Fang Yuan’s secret hand, and the original Tianmo’s sinister thunder was returned. It was the purest power of the devil, and it was a little troublesome.

Bai Jianfei was polluted, and the power of the gods was turbulent.

At this time, I encountered the full blow of Huoshan Mountain God, and naturally there is no chance to survive.

"call……"

Huoshan Mountain God stood for a long time, suddenly spit out a long breath: "This matter is very important, we are two gods, I am afraid that I can't live, I have to report to heaven!"

"Even if this is the case, the gods are guilty of crimes, and there is no good fruit to eat..." Fang Yuanmu’s flash of light flashed: "Why don’t you report to Lushan Fujun?"

Huoshanshan God has some intentions, and immediately it is a bitter smile: "Whether it is heaven or a palace, I am afraid that I will not support me this time. Of course... it is impossible to hand over our sins. After all, this is the day when the celestial attack is on my house. There is an ironclad certificate! But then the rebellion of the immortal, I am afraid we have to smash it!"

‘This mountain **** is powerful, but the head is still clear! ’

Fang Yuan sees this, not by the jaws: "It is true... the so-called sorrow and sorrow of the sorrow, as long as you can survive this wave, naturally there is a chance to turn the corner!"

"Oh... Difficult! Difficult! Difficult!" Huoshan Mountain God long sighed: "In the Lingfei Jianzong, there are still two gods, and maybe they will borrow money from the nearby Zongmen. I will wait for two. Fighting against a fairy is reluctant. If you are under siege, I am afraid there is a fallen!"

What's more, he is in Huoshan, and he has such power.

If Fang Yuan does not return to the Canglang River, it will be a common fairy.

Shinto is not good at this point. Once it is out of the scope of the law, it will be greatly reduced, and it will be easily broken.

Even if the two gods can fully exert their strength, they will not be the opponents of Lingfei Jianzong who have gone all out.

"For the sake of the present, only for help!"

Fang Yuan spit out a long breath.

"It's useless, even if Tianting and Fujun are willing to send people, it is also far from the water to save the fire..." Huoshanshan shook his head and vetoed.

"Who said... We are going to ask for help from the heavens." At this time, Fang Yuan was laughing a little mysteriously: "We are three mountains and five waters, with the same gas, and the gods can be more than two of us!"

"This is also true!"

Huoshan Mountain God stunned, and immediately praised: "If Xiandao destroys us, then it is necessary to bring this power, Li Ting sweeps the hole, and smashes all the Shinto forces of the Three Mountains and Five Waters!"

"In this case, we might as well expand the momentum and make a big noise!"

At this time, the Huoshan Mountain God, after thinking about the Guanzhong, is full of pride, quite a bit of arrogance.

......

Lingfei Jianzong.

Just at the moment of the fall of Bai Jianfei, within a certain ceremonial hall, a crisp cracking sound came.

Not long after, the door slammed open, and a deacon walked in with a dignified look: "Is there a change in the name of the sword? I don't know which deacon or a true disciple has an accident."

I saw it on the table, neatly arranged with a small sword with a handle, and it was sharp and restrained. There are names and logos below.

This is the life-sword card, but the core of the Lingling Jianzong must be prepared to facilitate the teacher to check the situation at any time, and even guess the status and position of the person according to the sword card to facilitate rescue.

"Not a disciple...not a deacon..."

The deacon of the guardian sword was sharp as an eagle. He looked at the bottom row first, his eyes swept away, and he turned around in the middle, but he did not find it wrong. The forehead could not help but ooze cold sweat.

The middle layer goes up again, and the life sword card carries the golden jade color, at least the land fairy belongs to it.

This kind of existence, just an accident, for the Ling Fei Jian Zong is hurt and bones, loss of vitality.

"Which is the fairy elder accident?"

The deacon looked at the top and saw that there was a row of gold and iron swords there, and it was the position of the elders of the immortals. At the top, there were three swords, representing the three angels of the Lingfei swords. fate.

At this time, one of the jade swords was broken into pieces and landed on the shelf.

Snapped!

The deacon was sitting on the ground, and he came out with a cold sweat: "My own secret method shows that if the sword is dusty, it is sealed or besieged. It needs a sacred door for help. Even if it is solved by a robbery, it can be rescued. Returning to the gods, but this...the gods are gone! One god...the gods are gone..."

Among the seventy-two cents, the fairy is the highest. If there is a golden fairy, then it is the thirty-three.

Within the Lingfei Jianzong, the three celestial ancestors are the heavens!

At this point, a fallen, it is equivalent to a piece of heaven.

That is to say, Lingfei Jianzong is the top-ranking sect, but it can barely support it.

If it is the Four Seas of the Immortal, there is only one fairy in the door, and the whole faction will be defeated.

"No... I have to report quickly to the head, and there are two ancestors!"

The deacon finally took a look at the original position of Yu Jian, engraved with the words "White Jianfei" three characters.

"What happened?"

It didn't take long for the middle-aged head to stumble into the ceremonial hall, which was very rude.

"Open the door..."

This deacon is full of bitterness, almost unable to speak, can only refer to the highest point.

When the middle-aged man looked at it, it was just like opening two pieces of the celestial cover. A stream of cold water poured down, and the whole person was set there: "How is it possible? How is it possible!"

"Hey... Bai Shidi’s trip this time, I couldn’t think of it, I’m afraid of it.

A sigh of sighs suddenly sounded around.

Looking at the middle-aged and deacons at the head, I saw only inside the hall. I don’t know when there were two old swordsmen, all of them were gray robes and the backs were like guns.

"Teacher Uncle..."

They recognized that this is the two gods of this door, and immediately crouched down.

"But! Bai Shidi is in the process of chasing the Canglang Hebo. It seems that He Bo has some secrets. I have to check it first, then Thunder strikes!"

One of the gray clothes Tianxian said directly: "How many years have passed... I have never seen the fairy tales in my fairy road for many years. This time, the Shinto must give me an explanation."

"Yes! The murderer must be caught, the skin is cramped, and the soul is a little light!" Another gray-haired fairy opens his mouth full of murderousness: "Kill! Anyone involved in this matter, regardless of the gods, kills innocent people, does not kill Not enough to serve the public!"

"This is natural!"

Tian Xian, who had previously opened, agreed: "However, you must contact several Xianmen, just in case!"

He said, the brilliant scorpion saw the middle-aged teacher again: "Tongjian, you have made such a big scorpion, you don't have to do it at the head, go to the sword and think for fifty years." The position of the head...is served by Mingjian!"

"Follow the law!"

The real person of Tongjian does not dare to have the slightest objection, and the direct beheading should be.

In my heart, there is some sadness.

A fairy is falling, and the forces in the door must undergo a major reshuffle.

Of course, all of this has nothing to do with him.

......

“Three mountains and five waters, three mountains are for Huoshan, Pingshan, Yunding Mountain, and Wushui is Canglang River, Jingjiang River, Baishui River, Liusha River, Sancha River!”

At this time, within the turbulent waters.

Fang Yuan put on the Shinto robes and is sitting in danger.

Huoshan Mountain God also had a solemn face, accompanied by him: "Shui Bo was invited by the new celebration, presumably the rest of the two mountains and four water gods, have to give a face!"

Under the insistence of Fang Yuan, the place where the Eight Gods met was set in the Canglang River.

Of course, at the beginning of the invitation, of course, we can't say that we both killed the gods, we need everyone to come over and think about countermeasures.

Fang Yuan’s presence on the throne has not yet opened a banquet, and it has become the best excuse.

At this time, along with a ring of bells and sounds outside the ring, Qingshan came over and sue: "Master... there is a god!"

"good!"

Fang Yuan got up and greeted him with the Huoshan Mountain God.

In the bottom of the water, the waves are raging, and several dark streams come in, and several waves are emerging.

Among them, a black water tumbling, turned into a fierce black-faced man, wearing armor, as if rushing into the squad.

The other three dark streams merged, but a team of ceremonies emerged. Three of the goddesses were riding on the shoulders, and they were graceful. There were similarities between the faint eyes, and they were three sisters.

‘Black-faced, it’s Jingjiang Hebo, and these three sisters are the white gods, the quicksand, the water **** of the Sancha River. It is rumored that these three women once learned the same art and got the gods separately. It’s a good story...’

Huoshanshan was afraid that Fang Yuan would not know the inside story. At this time, he was the same camp as him, and he introduced it in his ear.

He did not know that Fang Yuan was far above his imagination in understanding the four gods.

After all, the original Ming Yujun laid the foundation for him.

Although the mountain **** has the mountain monarch, it is inconvenient to intervene, but the four river gods have already concealed.

The reason why these three sisters were able to seal the gods was also the secret help of Ming Yujun.

"This is the Canglang Hebo?"

The three goddesses took a shoulder and paid for the ceremony.

Among the five waters, the Canglang River is the upper reaches, the most abundant water, and the vague boss. Because of this, the gods are difficult to cohesion.

"Please, please!"

Fang Yuan’s face was smiling, and suddenly, the eyebrows moved.

The water surface is dark, as if two heavy mountains oppressed into the bottom of the river.

Suddenly, the two mountains were transformed into two mountain gods, and the waist was surrounded by tiger skin, full of a wild taste. At this time, the person who came here was not good, and asked directly: "Huoshan Mountain God, you and you Langhe Bo made a big deal and wanted to hurt us?"

'Oh? I got the news so soon? ’

Fang Yuan’s heart was slightly moved, but it was not shocked: “I invite you to come here, I’m going to discuss this matter with you, please!”