Plundering the Heavens

Jin Wu said, sprinkling a few drops of blood into the Ding, and then the demon rushed, Xiao Ding immediately began to spin up, and in a short time, an atmosphere that ordinary people could not detect was scattered in all directions, between the mountains, The Wicked Beast began to tremble, and Jin Wu’s stick was generally closed with his eyes closed, silently chanting the quaint curse, seemingly faintly controlling this power. ↗

After a bit of interest, it’s a glimpse of it, and Zhang mouth swallowed Xiao Ding.

"Almost, let's go!"

Saying that the wings were on display, they flew toward the southwest.

Fang Fang pondered for a moment, smiled and said: "What are you urgency, first lead them!"

Said to the same message to Wu, said so, and then still go back to the mountains and hovering, not in a hurry to find.

After almost the time of a fragrant incense, I noticed that the mountain valleys and the Shuwengu disciples below all swept southeast, and Xiao Jianming who flew in the air looked at the square and looked at the iron eagle. Fly in that direction.

Seeing that most of the people have turned to that direction, the sidewalk is also slowly riding on Jinwu.

After listening to Jin Wu’s words, he took the initiative to let Wu share the news that the Qing dynasty might be in the southeast direction. I believe that other Qingyun sects will look at it if they believe or not, and then they will have any traces. They will all be discovered by them. The last news is revealed. Everyone has been led and robbed.

He was not so stupid, quietly in the past, and did not say whether he could successfully kill this youngster. It is only the movement in this battle that will attract a lot of attention. In the unlikely event that Xiao Jianming squats with his own fight, it is not good. Or let Xiao Jianming fight the battle with Qing. It’s better to use the dragon’s screaming bow next to it...

All the people went in that direction and walked for more than a dozen roads. Suddenly everyone was in order.

But when I saw it here, the forest was interrupted, but there was an altar surrounded by mountains, about 30 feet high, narrow and narrow, and the center of the altar was empty. Looking down from the sky, the black hole is like a giant beast with a big mouth, like to swallow the sky, and in this black hole, if you cast your eyes, you can see the vague black smoke spewing out, all are rich. Demon.

Around the black hole, there are nine chains that are horizontal and above the chain. I am full of runes, and now I don’t know how many centuries have passed. The chain is still black, there is no trace of rust, it looks very horrible.

"Seal land..."

"We actually came to the seal!"

There were Qingyunzong disciples yelling, but they did not expect that they came here in the process of finding Qinglan.

Here, the altar is the place where the demon king of the Golden Age was sealed. It is also the origin of many monsters in this chaotic mountain. Without this altar, these monsters will always be ordinary beasts. The opportunity for qi is exactly the same, so the Qingyun sects did not come directly to re-seal the altar, because that would make the madman crazy.

"It turns out that the green cockroaches must have been hurt because they are in need of more demon gas to heal the wounds. Then they fled to this place to absorb the evil spirits. It seems that your judgment was correct..."

Fang Xing Ming Wu, whispered.

Seeing such a large altar, his heart is also a sense of awe.

The 30-foot-high altar is only for the seal of a demon king. It is an altar. It is actually a tomb. It is also a grave that is suppressed in the demon king when it is still alive. It is still not suppressed. It will take hundreds of years to vent its demon, that is, to forcefully break up its cultivation, and use these demon to destroy the monsters and grasses for the practice of the disciples.

This kind of means is really chilling, far from the common armpits comparable!

Especially when I think of this altar, the demon king may still be alive, and the side will feel the coolness behind it. A powerful Jindan-class demon king has been suppressed for hundreds of years, from the sacred to the sacred Little by little, I feel the process of my weakness, and I have no hope. I know that the morning and the evening are the endings of the soul, and the most terrible punishment in the world is this.

"Oh, forget it, you can pay attention in the future, and you will lose the taste of the king."

Fang Xing is not a person who hurts the spring and the autumn. He quickly responded and warned himself that this is the end of losing.

If the vulgar person loses, even if he loses a life, it is good to have a chance to reincarnate. Even if the soul flies away, it is just ignorance, scattered between the heavens and the earth, and the person or demon in the practice. Or the magic species, although controlling the powerful power and vitality, but once lost, the taste can not be imagined by mortals.

Since he has embarked on the road of cultivation, he will certainly be a person who will put his opponent in the altar, and he will not be able to be a person who has been locked into the altar by his opponent. Otherwise, it is better to wipe the neck than to be comfortable.

"found it……"

Just between the square and the thoughts, I suddenly did not know who shouted a sentence, and then saw a flying character straight into the sky.

A trip to the party, immediately smashed Jin Wu and flew over.

But when I saw the altar on the outside of Baizhang, suddenly there was a black dragon-like existence that got up from the ground, roaring and mad, rushing toward the ground like four or five black spots like ants. Those black spots are awesome. Several disciples of the Valley, it was they who discovered the whereabouts of this Qing dynasty, and immediately flew a letter, but they immediately angered the Qing dynasty and was attacked by it.

"Xiao Jianming's brother saved his life..."

The literary gentleman of the book and the priests of the priests and the younger brothers sacrificed the golden symbols to resist the fight of the green scorpion and screamed.

In the distance, Xiao Jianming looked at Fang Xing coldly, and Fang Daha laughed and took the screaming bow into his hand.

This is almost clear, I just can't, but after you get on, I will look for opportunities to miss.

Xiao Jianming hated it, but he couldn’t help but because the disciple of Shuwengu sent him a letter by flying letters. They also ordered their own orders to find the traces of this green. In any case, they could not do anything like this. .

"Fang Shidi, if you want this green, I can give it to you!"

Xiao Jianming looked far away from the side and suddenly spoke.

Fang Xing stunned, I didn’t expect Xiao Jianming to say this, but he whirls and smiles: “Don’t let me, you please!”

What Xiao Jianming said, there are already some meanings that I want to reconcile, but seeing the answer in the square, obviously did not put his words in my heart, and my heart could not help but be cold, faintly said: "Tell you one thing, Xiaomou practice ten Two years, although not a tool, but also let everyone who knows me understand the truth, that is to be my friend, far better than my opponent!"

The party heard the threat in his words and smiled. "I have also practiced for four years..."

Xiao Jianming looked at him faintly, and Fang Xing also wanted to say something more prestige, but the level of Xiaotuo culture was not as high as that of others. After pondering for a long while, he only came to the sentence: "...I am not afraid of the uncle!" ”

Xiao Jianming smiled coldly, no longer talking, pointing to the bottom, the iron eagle swooped down.

Why did Xiao Jianming have been so tolerant to others?

Since this little devil is not self-sufficient and willing to do the right thing with himself, then it is!

"Hey..."

The green scorpion dragged the wounded body and launched a violent attack on Pi Junzi and others. Under the force of tearing, the eyes of the gentleman and others would not be able to support it. Xiao Jianming had already rushed down, and shouted, the iron sword in the palm of his hand. At that time, there were countless swords, and it was like a light rain. It was covered with green scorpion, as if there was life, it was wrong to the knot, and the wound was killed.

Qing Biao screamed and knew very badly. He did not dare to fight with Xiao Jianming. He turned and fled.

Fang Fang looked at Xiao Jianming’s shot in midair, and his eyes were a little cold.

"I said, why do you have to go with this person, this kid is very powerful..."

Jin Wu quietly said to the side of the line, it does not understand what the party must do with such a powerful person.

Fang Xingxiao smiled and said: "Whoever makes him grow up is an annoying look!"

Jin Wujun said: "It is very flattering to you..."

The square knife "唰" is a big knife than it is on its neck: "Isn't the little boy's unpleasant?"

Jin Wu busy said: "It's too flattering, people love people, flowers see flowers..."

"There is a vision..." Fang Xun praised Jin Wu's aesthetic vision.

However, in addition to ridicule, he also counted in his heart: "This is a powerful hand, Qingyun Jiujian is really powerful. At the beginning, the Qingyun Jiujian, who was exhibited by Lingyun’s sister, was already very strong. Xiao Jianming’s swords were stunned and far away. Above her, it seems that I have improved the two-level cultivation, and he still has no chance of winning, but still have to think of ways..."

"Hey..."

The green scorpion was entangled by Xiao Jianming's iron sword, and he couldn't escape. The body suffered several serious injuries and suddenly screamed.

Xiao Jianming has also been slow to kill, and has been distracted and has been guarding the air.

Sure enough, after pushing the barley to the dead end, the little ghost sitting on the golden back suddenly raised the bow and arrow. Xiao Jianming was shocked and immediately took the offensive and guarded the side. But I did not expect that the square line was just Picking up the bow and arrow to aim at the sight, and then let go, and suddenly he was angry, and he knew that he could not drag it down again. He must kill him as soon as possible.

"Qingyun has a sword for nine days..."

Xiao Jianming suddenly grows up, and the sword in the palm of his hand suddenly smashes the sky, like a lightning bolt, going down from the air. (To be continued, please search for astronomical literature, the novel is better updated faster!

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