Library of Heaven’s Path

"Zhao Ya where are they?"

One shot hit two people, Zhang Xuan continued to come over, the long guns radiated cold, set off like the **** of war coming from the sky.

Hey!

I just wanted to catch one of them and carefully asked, a sound wave slammed into it, slashing his soul, turning his head and looking at it, and then seeing the thin young man who showed his ancient treasures, he was playing the strings. Point the attack at yourself.

In front of the priests, I don’t know when there were three golden soldiers. The fists were tumbling, the power was amazing, and the space around them collapsed from time to time, showing the terrible battle.

"The treasure is really enough..."

These golden soldiers, similar to those seen when they entered the main hall, are the handwritings left by the ancient saints, and they contain their spirits.

The three-headed Jinbing attacked at the same time, even if the strength of the courtiers was extremely strong, it was difficult to break free at one time.

"The singer of the slogan, the ancient singer used by the ancient sage... Are they really aliens?"

A doubt arises from the heart.

The Masters can't get so many good things, this group of aliens, take it with you, one is better than one...

It’s not, they are not aliens, but the hundred families?

No, if it is a family of 100, who is Luo Ruoyi and Yichen?

The latter told him personally that he was not a heterosexual.

"Defect!"

There was doubt in my heart, and the spirit moved, and I looked at the people in front of me.

Hey!

The library is shaking, but no books have been generated.

"What happened? Are they also devoid of physique? It is impossible to do so!"

The pupil is shrunk.

Luo Ruoqi can't find out, and the courtiers can't find out, can bear it, but this group can't see it, how is it going?

They are using martial arts at this moment, and they can easily detect it according to normal conditions!

"I understand that although they are not illusory, they must have treasures that can hide the secrets. Otherwise, it is impossible to arrest Zhao Ya and others, and let the famous teachers do not know in advance!"

A heartbeat, suddenly realized.

According to the normal situation, the teacher's hall has the highest-ranking celestial master, and the operating opportunity, Zhao Ya, Wei Ruyan, Yuan Tao and others are arrested, will know the danger ahead of time, but there is no news at all... Explain that these people must have blindness The means of heaven.

It’s like the special turtle shell of the Tianjitang, under the cover, the heavens are undetectable.

"It seems that after going out, you must go to the Celestial Guild and go around..."

The eyes are picked up.

There are items in the world that can obscure the heavens, so that he can't see through them, making them full of depression.

It’s not good. If you go to the Celestial Guild to study it, you may be able to prevent it in advance. Even if the other party’s defense is stricter, it will definitely be able to detect clues.

"It’s okay to see through, yes and no, try it out!"

The eyebrows are raised, showing murderousness.

The library does not wear it, nor does it mean that there is no other means.

For the aliens, even if they can disguise the adult family, the power in the body can't be changed. The habits that the individual has developed over the years will automatically be displayed at the moment of life and death.

Unless, the strength is high to the top, and it is easy to face a strong attack... However, this kind of person does not exist for him, as long as he uses all his strength, does not believe under the ancient saint, who can hide Down!

"You three together!"

Thinking of this, my heart gave birth to a passion, haha ​​smiled, and the gun trembled in the hand, jerk.

Hey!

The sound of the attack from the other side was immediately blocked by the tip of the gun, and the footsteps were taken out and the gun was swept.

Hey!

There was a crack in the space and it was attacked by the dark youth.

"Hey!"

When the wrist is turned over, the black youth palm has a brush and greets straight.

Hey!

The brush and the keel gun collided. Although they continued to retreat seven or eight steps, they were not damaged.

"Is it difficult to be a treasure left by the ancient saint?"

Zhang Hang’s heart was horrified, but I knew that when I didn’t think about it at this time, the rifle was a little more, and it was stabbed to the tall young man.

Zizi!

The huge force swept up like a hurricane, and the latter changed his face and hurried back.

Hey!

When the gunpoint is about to stab the other side, the sound of the thin young man sounds again.

This time, Zhang Sushang did not resist, but the spirit moved, and this attacking power against the soul was swiftly absorbed into the body.

Hey!

In an instant, under the pressure of the keel gun, there was no completion of the transformation, and it broke into a butterfly, and there was a qualitative change.

Zhang Suhang only feels that the Witch Soul is going even further. Although it has not broken through the Dasheng level, it is also more pure, and the volume of the soul is reduced by nearly half.

This level of soul, you can already use the witch soul to shuttle.

"Haha, thank you..."

A breakthrough, refreshing, Zhang hangs a laugh, and walks empty.

The young man has a cold sweat on his head and quickly retreats, but the long-hanging rifle, like the poison of the cheekbones, can't be driven anyway.

"Block!"

The black youth face is blue, the palm of the hand is shaking, the palm of the palm is flying out, the volley is splashing ink, and the blink of an eye draws a shield, which is blocked in front.

Hey!

The guns shook and the shield was torn.

However, the power has also weakened a lot. The tall young man, holding the sword to block the attack, escaped.

"It seems that this guy has no ancient treasures..."

Seeing each other, being forced so hard, did not display the ancient holy treasures of other people, Zhang Hang gently smiled.

To be honest, although the blood of Confucius and the keel of the keel are used, the fighting power is endless, but he wants to catch three people and force Zhao Ya and others to still spend a lot of time.

But the blood of the Confucius has a time limit... no excessive waste is allowed.

If this is the case, then there is no fighting power for the guy who has no ancient holy treasure!

Then go to other people!

The heart was cold, the rifle shook again, and another shot stabbed the tall young man.

Zizi!

This gun is more powerful than the previous one. The gun tip is not close, and you will hear countless bursts of air. The paper shredded in space, cracking a trace, and inspiring countless flaws.

Hey! Hey!

Unexpectedly, he would be so direct, only for one, the thin young man was anxiously rushing to play the strings, but the sound was fierce, but they were all blocked out.

Stirring space!

"Abominable 1"

The black youth shot again and again, but the keel was shot and the brush was shaken.

"Don't say where Zhao Ya and others are caught, then die first..."

A cold drink, a long shot like a dragon.

The tall young man, his face turned white, knowing that he could no longer resist it, and his head jerked up.

Hey!

In the huge roaring sound, the body suddenly increased sharply. The guy who was already high, the blink of an eye became more than two meters, and his body was full of strong killing power, which rushed out and went straight into the sky.

"Sure enough, it’s a different person..."

The pupils shrink and the eyes hang up.