Library of Heaven’s Path

This young man, for the first time, knows that she is from the mouth of the spirit.

It was strange at the time, a kid in the lower bound, He De He could, can get the favor of the spirit, and even become her lover.

Later, Chen Yonghuang summoned, taking advantage of the opportunity to come, although still not very good, but it also agreed to the other side's move, which brought the courtiers up.

Later, I was shocked to learn that the other party had entered the abandoned mainland and became the lord of Lingyun Jiange in a short time.

This will understand why the spirit **** can see each other.

Hurrying to find, but missed perfectly.

Later, the temple was forced to use the altar to escape using various methods. Whoever thought that it was still discovered by the Lord of the Confucius, was finally caught here.

I thought that I could never see it again. I didn't expect that the other party came here and pretended to be the false **** of the other party.

With a slight smile, Zhang Suotong’s sword appeared in the palm of his hand: “Please also ask the Du Gongzhu to retreat!”

When Du Qingxuan knew that it was not the old time, he stepped back and lifted his wrist.

Zhang Suspension took a deep breath, the sword shook, and the sword screamed out.

Hey!

Four consecutive sounds, the chain and the anklet were all cut off and landed on the ground.

This thing can trap the false gods. Although it has not reached the pseudo-deity, it is almost the same. However, it is not difficult to break the strength of the moment and the fake gods.

"Drink!"

Cut off the iron chain, take out a jade bottle of small yellow chicken bath water and hand it over.

Du Qingyan drank his mouth and took a moment to show his eyes.

The injury on her body, knowing it well, plus the limit is coming, I thought that the repair was almost abolished, and there was no possibility of recovery. I never dreamed that the other bottle of water would solve all the problems and the body would be completely restored. .

Zhang Hangdao: "I have no time to explain, let's go!"

"Good!" Du Qingyi also knows that this is by no means a good place to explain. Xianli is running, cleaning up the wolverines and restoring the majesty and appearance of the former lord. This is a relief and follows.

Seeing this woman, in this case, I still want to look good, I can’t help but look at it, and I can’t help but push the door out of the room.

The surroundings are still empty and there are no half-personal shadows.

The man rescued, too lazy to continue to disguise, restored his original appearance, and continued to walk inside.

"There is the exit..."

Du Qingyan frowned.

The more inward, the greater the danger, the Zhang Suhang, may not know the strength of the Confucius, she is very clear, invincible at the same level, comparable to the gods!

Not only that, but there are more than a dozen pseudo-virgin strong people. Once they are discovered, it is too late to escape.

"First, don't worry about finding an exit... look for the Lord of the Confucius and say it!"

Zhang hung a smile.

With a avatar, and comprehend the "days of love" exercises and swordsmanship, as long as the Confucius did not break through to the gods, the face is not afraid, and they do not care about other small shackles.

Just pretending, I was afraid of being found to cause turmoil. I first killed the Du Gongzhu, or took her as a hostage.

Without this worry, there is no fear.

"Looking for the Lord of the Temple?"

Du Qingyan was shocked: "We are not opponents..."

The voice did not fall, the footsteps sounded, and then a doubtful voice came over: "Who are you? Ah, it is the Dugongzhu, how come out, come..."

The sound is heard throughout the hall.

Hey!

The wind whistled, and a series of figures appeared in front and behind, and all roads were blocked in the future.

"Thirteen false gods..."

When the body was shaken, Du Qingying almost didn't faint.

If I just ran away, it would be fine. This guy is not looking for a Confucius. Now it’s good, thirteen pseudo-gods, none of them are worse than their own strength. How can this be played?

Escaped from the dead, just felt lucky, blink of an eye, and fell into despair.

Spirit, you haven't said that the person you like is so unreliable...

"It turned out to be Zhang Zongzhu... Since it is here, don't leave!"

A false **** in the crowd recognized it, his eyes lit up, and all others were all hot.

The Sovereign pays attention to this Zhang Suo, they know very well, if they can seize, the reward is big, and they can't enjoy it for life!

Oh!

Many false gods, each taking out weapons, and instantly murdered in the hall.

The whole body was blown up, and Du Qingyan posted it back: "My strength can only compete with two at most... I just saw it, I can tear it out from the front of me, you want to escape... I am sure Can't go away!"

Despite the recovery of the injury, the damage that can be suffered is too great, and the soul has not completely recovered. In addition, the altar is destroyed and the strongest means are lost.

It is very good to be able to block two strong players of the same level.

"escape?"

"Yeah! You can come and save me. I am very grateful, but... I want you to go to the Star Palace, and the mainland needs you. Don't be mad at it..."

Du Qingyan’s eyes showed a decisive decision.

"This... I don't seem to be interested in it!"

Seeing her like this, Zhang shook his head and smiled.

"Everyone started to work together, and the Sovereign returned. Seeing that we are catching this, we will certainly be rewarded..."

Seeing that the two faced the siege, they not only did not escape, but also quietly sneaked, and the false gods who led the head shouted.

Hula!

Everyone can't stand it anymore, and they brush their hands.

Hey!

The power of the road came from all sides, like a cage and a shackle. In the blink of an eye, the temple was shrouded and all the way to escape was sealed!

"Zhang Hang, go away..."

I didn't expect these people to cooperate with each other so well, and blocked the passage that I had just watched. Du Qing's eyes were red, and when he slammed it, he would rush over.

Suddenly a flower in front of me, the power of the sky disappeared, and then I saw the hanging in front of me. I don’t know when it was already in the crowd, holding a man’s neck and putting it in the palm of his hand. He walked slowly: “You guys Where is the Lord of the Confucius?"

It is the leader who wants to kill.

"He, he... went out..." The leader was sweating and trembled.

"Not?"

Zhang wrinkled and frowned.

I thought that the Confucius was here, trying to get the golden gas back, not... Where did it go?

Once you let the other party absorb and achieve the gods, the consequences will be unimaginable, and there is no way to deal with them.

"I don't believe you..."

With a pinch, the leader cut off his breath on the spot, and at the same time, a thought spread over the past. After a moment, he frowned. "It's really not..."

The other party’s words, he naturally did not believe, while pinching the death, carried out a soul search.

The result is the same as the other party said. The Confucius, who has not left since he left.

There was a hangover here, and Du Qing, who was not far away, was stunned and couldn't believe it.

Just now everyone is still murderous to shoot, but also feel that they must die, how... When you blink your eyes, will this leader be caught and killed?

The most important thing is, how can everyone around us not rush over?

"they……"

Can't help but point.

I saw the remaining 12 false gods who were still murderous, all standing in the same place, motionless, revealing a deep panic in their eyes, as if they saw what was the most terrible thing.

"what happened?"

Drop the body of the leader, lift the handkerchief and wipe the palm of his hand.

"How can they not rush over..."

Biting his teeth, Du Qing shouted.

"They have all been killed by me, of course they won't rush over..."

Zhang Hang was dumbfounded.

I thought it was an anecdote. It turned out to be this.

Since the other party has shot, he has no mercy. "The heart is like a double screen, there are thousands of knots in the middle." It was almost impossible to consume time, and twelve people had already cut off their breathing.

As for the leader, he deliberately left behind and wanted to ask questions.

"died?"

When Du Qingyi stayed, he came to a pseudo-god and touched it gently.

噗通!

The body fell to the ground.

The ground shook a bit, and the remaining eleven were also brushed and fell.

Du Qingyan slammed his arm and felt that he was wrong.

What time is it?

How do you move your hand?

Thirteen false gods, all killed in an instant... How do you do it?

This guy really only came to abandon the mainland, about a month?

How to cultivate?

I feel some pain in my chest...

I also felt that the gap between the other party and the spirit **** is too big to match the other party. From a time of the ancient saints to the realm of the four saints, the pseudo-god is not an opponent... Is it a month or more? Strong?

How do you feel, cultivate yourself... In front of the other side, are you crawling with the tortoise?

"Slightly wait..."

Turning to look at the youth, want to see, what kind of ability he is, just see each other, a smile on the face of each of the pseudo-death corpses, touched the storage ring in their hands.

After the touch, the body was completely collected into the storage ring.

"Not bad, I didn't think that the drug was enough... the people in the temple, there is money!"

After watching all the rings, the eyes are hanging.

Before tangled, where to find the remaining 70 pieces of Yuan Lidan, I did not expect to kill fifteen false gods here, things are not only together, but also dozens more.

The people of the temple are really rich!

"The Lord of the Confucius is not there, there is no danger. You are waiting here. I will go to other places to see..."

No more to say, Zhang hanging gently, disappeared in place.

“Looking elsewhere? What are you looking at?”

A face is confused, Du Qingyi is at a loss.

Regardless of the confusing Du Gongzhu, Zhang Suhang is walking along the passage of the palace to the innermost room.

Through the search for the soul, it has been confirmed that it is indeed the headquarters of the temple, and the one that the Confucius took him before was just a branch!

Since it is the headquarters, there must be a lot of treasures, come here, and the Confucius will take away his golden gas. Anyway, I have to add it. I can’t eat this loss!

Therefore, when I just searched the soul, I looked at it specially, and I found the headquarters of the temple, and there are treasures in stock.

And now it is going to be here.