Immemorial Paragon

After hearing the questions from the ever-changing feather altar, everyone in the ever-changing family shook their heads again, and the bitter smile became a little thicker.

If they are really the people who are at the top of the star, they will recognize it, and they will not feel so embarrassed.

"Shaking your head again? Is it because the star is not strong?"

Looking at the actions of the people in front of him, the ever-changing feather altar showed a doubtful expression, and could not help wondering again.

However, he quickly rejected this idea, thinking that it would not be a star powerhouse.

If a strong star strikes, it is impossible for Bacheng to meet alone, and it is impossible not to turn to them for help.

"What kind of enemy is that?"

The ever-changing feather altar was full of puzzles, and frowned tightly, staring at the spiritual storm in the distance.

Not long after, the psychic storm in the distance gradually dissipated, revealing the figures of Mo Qingyun and Bai Cheng.

At this moment, Baichengcheng is already in ragged clothes, and his body is covered with large and small wounds, and his breath is floating.

Opposite Mo Qingyun, Mo Qingyun, but his clothes are neat and smooth.

At this moment, there is a sharp contrast between Mo Qingyun and Bai Chengcheng.

"You ... you're fine!"

Looking at the natural expression of Mo Qingyun, Baicheng became stunned and couldn't believe it was true.

According to the cultivation of his star status, under the impact of this storm, there are only half lives left.

And Mo Qingyun, an immortal boy, how could anything be gone.

This is really abnormal!

Bai Chenghuan didn't know that Mo Qingyun's physical strength had reached the level of the top grade fairyware.

In this way, his ability to resist attack is not comparable to ordinary people.

If you really want to do some measurement, Mo Qingyun's current resistance is probably comparable to the ordinary Jinxianjing strong.

"Are you surprised?"

Mo Qingyun smiled faintly, expressing the ill-treatment in his expression, and said, "Next, there will be more surprises for you."

Star Fist!

As Mo Qingyun's words fell, he would not become obscenity with Bai, and his figure would kill him in the past.

Mo Qingyun blasted out with a punch, and a horrific force broke out, and a dazzling light bloomed.

Soon, a golden fist flashing giant fist formed in front of Mo Qingyun, and bombarded towards Baicheng.

When Bai became a state of cricket at the peak, he couldn't hold Mo Qingyun's punch, let alone him at the end of cricket.

Looking at the approaching golden fist, Bai's expression shivered and shouted in a frightened tone: "No ... don't!"

"Kid, stop!"

Seeing Mo Qingyun's shot, the ever-changing feather altar's face sank, and he screamed angrily at Mo Qingyun.

When Mo Qingyun was scolded by the ever-changing feather altar, he also rushed toward Baicheng to prepare for this punch.

However, although the action of the ever-changing badminton altar is fast, it is still not fast enough.

When the ever-changing feather altar flew a kilometer, the star-shaped **** fist had caught up with the ever-changing puppet, and the overbearing bombardment was towards the hundred-turning back.

Seeing Xingweishenquan blasting towards himself, Baicheng became unwilling to hold hands, and quickly blasted out toward Xingweisquan.

Fairy. Cut fairy mixed Thunder palm!

Hundreds of people turned into a slap with a palm, and suddenly a horrifying thunderbolt magic power was dyed half of the sky into silver.

Immediately, a hundred-meter-long giant palm blasted out in the palm of Baicheng, facing toward the Star Fist.

Click ...

Just when Juzhang touched Xingweishen Fist, it was exploded by Xingweishen boxing and turned into a fairy spirit.

After Xingweishen Boxing exploded, its attacking power continued unabated, and it continued to chase away from Baicheng.

"Do not……"

In the face of the continuing star fist, Hundreds turned pale and looked pale, shouting in despair.

However, Xingweishenquan did not show any sympathy for him because of his fear.

Huh!

The star-shaped **** fist exploded in the chest of a hundred centuries, and a loud noise erupted, generating a semi-curved air wave.

Under the impact of this air wave, Baicheng's body became a bit sandy, and it turned into an ashes in a blink of an eye.

"Mo Qingyun, I won't spare you!"

At the moment when the flesh was destroyed, Bacheng became afraid not to hesitate, and quickly escaped from his soul.

However, just as Bai Chengyi just came out of his soul, a black and white gourd suddenly appeared above him.

When this gourd appeared in the sky, it became a horrible suction, and the arrogant pair of hundred gourds sucked and wanted to drag him into the gourd.

"No ... no, my ancestor saved me ..."

Sensing the horrible sucking force of the gourd, Bai became an expression of panic with a stern face, and asked for help from the nearby ever-changing feather altar.

It was only after the words that Bai became a cricket had finished speaking that he was taken away by the yin and yang son and mother gourd and quickly fell into Mo Qingyun's hands.

"Boy, you ..."

Looking at Mo Qingyun's move, the old face of the ever-changing feather altar was extremely dark, and his deep eyes glared at Mo Qingyun.

Mo Qingyun's current move is undoubtedly challenging his majesty.

"Boy, dare to ignore the old man's warning, the old man will take your soul out and burn it with ghost fire day and night."

Gaze gazing at Mo Qingyun, the ever-changing feather altar was gritted and uttered a vicious word.

The words of the ever-changing feather altar fell, and he was ready to take action against Mo Qingyun.

"Father of the altar, this boy is weird. You have to be careful."

Seeing the ever-changing badminton altar with Mo Qingyun, everyone in the ever-changing clan immediately changed their expressions and quickly reminded the ever-changing badminton altar.

Seeing Mo Qingyun's amazing means revealed again and again, they now instinctively think that Mo Qingyun has more powerful means.

The fact is just as they thought, Mo Qingyun did have powerful means, just did not show up, such as the door of ghosts and fusion and so on.

"Huh! This old man knows!"

Hearing the reminders from everyone behind, the ever-changing badminton altar couldn't hold up anymore, and responded unhappyly.

Taking the cultivation of his superstar as the peak, it is really shameful to be reminded to be careful when packing a fairy baby boy.

Is he so useless?

Hearing the unpleasant words of the ever-changing badminton altar, everyone in the ever-changing family was drawn, and they dared not say any more.

Scolded everyone in the ever-changing family. The ever-changing expression on the ever-changing feather altar looked at Mo Qingyun and said coldly, "Huh! It's just a kid who was cultivated as an immortal, even if you have more means? The old man didn't believe that he really could do nothing in the palm of my hand? "

"Old man, it's no wonder that the people of the ever-changing family love to talk big, originally you were ancestral."

Listening to the words of the ever-changing feather altar, Mo Qingyun shrugged off and said a taunting word, and said, "Fair, Jin Feng, Ever-distant and Ever-changing, all say how to do me Yes, they were all destroyed by me, so you still don't want to leave your mouth open. "

In this ever-changing badminton altar, only the top star of Xiu Xiu, this degree of cultivation, can not pose a threat to Mo Qingyun.

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