Plundering the Heavens

The monk saw the appearance of a woman in white, and was annoyed at the time. She sighed coldly: "Ling Yun Shimei is your master's green bird coming to the door to ask for my master. Our Bailongmen promised to bring you in to seize the opportunity, but it has already been said beforehand. Well, after entering the Xuan domain, you will completely listen to us and help us with your Danfa. Now I will let you refine your shackles. Do you push the three resistances?"

The white woman’s face was even more ugly, and she waved open the Dan furnace, but her palms were shaking gently.

At this moment, a spiritually-minded disciple next to the monk suddenly laughed and said to the blue-faced monk who was drinking a white woman: "You brother, you have forgotten it, this Lingyun master is also born in Qingyunzong. ......"

The blue-faced monk glimpsed a little, and the bottom of my heart suddenly flashed a possibility. Pulling down my face, I looked at the woman in white with a cold look: "Ling Yun Shimei, this way, you and the little devil should be old-fashioned, it is difficult... You want to help him?"

The woman in white bite her lip and did not answer. Suddenly she opened the Dan furnace and put in a few elixir medicines. Then she urged the palm spirit and began to refine the medicine. The green-faced monk saw it, even though it was full. Suspicious, but did not continue to ask, but the two disciples stared at the white woman, and they continued to turn and urged the disciples.

During this period, before and after, the sound of the wind rushed, and from time to time there were monks who came to this place, surrounded by the foggy stalks, and sought to break the law. Bai Longmen’s disciple, Joe Yuannian, was anxious, but he did not say anything. It’s just that the white dragon disciple’s disciples are holding around this circle of law. Others have not found this passage that can easily break the circle, and they still have a chance.

In the past, one minute and one second, the progress of the formation has gradually accelerated. The white robes of the women's refining are also almost finished.

In the Dan furnace, the fire reflected on the face of the white woman, showing a sense of resilience on her face.

It was half-column incense time passed, and the disciple who was responsible for the break of the White Dragon Gate suddenly screamed and said: "Joe brother. Don't bear the heavy hope, the three flags in this passage have already opened two, and finally, Also broke open immediately..."

And as his voice sounded, inside the circle, a desperate mourning rang: "Fucking. How can the uncle be so upset, you have the ability to wait for me to tea, just take tea and kungfu, see my uncle... ..."

Qiao Yuannian can ignore him, and his heart flashes like a turn: It turns out that this little devil can still recover with tea. But it is really dangerous and dangerous... A spiritual power immediately lifted up and shouted to the white woman: "Ling Yun Shimei, the speed will break the Dan!" He is planning to contain the broken Dan, rushing into the fog Among them, the last flag was opened with one's own body.

Unexpectedly, the woman in white was at this juncture. Suddenly, she opened the Dan furnace with a palm, but there was a blue medicinal medicine flying in the furnace. She was copied in her hand and contained in the bottom of her tongue, and her eyes were cold. The figure was rushed toward the circuit of the Faction, and Joe saw it in the long-term. When he looked cold, he took a shot of the palm of his hand, and he took the lead and turned into a long river. Overwhelming.

"Qingyun Yijian locks Hengjiang..."

The woman in white sings and clears her sword. In front of the body laid a vision.

It is an iron lock that traverses the river. Sealed all the forces that came.

The woman in white flew to the mouth of the passage, grabbed the broken white dragon disciple and threw it back. She crossed the sword and stood in front of the passage. Su Rong said: "I am here, I will not allow it." Go in!"

Qiao Yuannian wants to go crazy, step by step forced over, cold channel: "Ling Yun Shimei, you know what you are doing?"

The woman in white said: "You just said that I did know well. I really know him. He is my younger brother. I am his sister!"

Joe’s eyes narrowed and his hands were caged in his sleeves. He was running the power of the dark. At this time, the circle in this passage was not fully opened, so the others could not find the strangeness, but he did not dare to make too much noise. I was afraid that others would discover the existence of this passage and come over and fight for it. They counted as a medium-sized gate, but they were not the opponents of the big gates.

"Hey...hey, the girl outside, who are you?"

Inside the squad, the voice of the thief rang again, asking the identity of the woman in white.

The white woman slammed her sword on her chest and sighed, saying: "Fang Shidi, have you heard that my voice is coming?"

The voice inside said: "A little familiar..."

The white woman’s mouth raised a helpless smile and said: “I’m Xu Lingyun, don’t be distracted. I’m going to heal it. I’m useless. I can’t protect you for a long time, but I will help you. Time to fight for a cup of tea..."

The sound inside the foggy sneak glimpsed a little, and said: "Xu Lingyun? Qingyunzong's Lingyun sister?"

Xu Lingyun has not answered yet. Suddenly there is a noisy front, and the bureau has changed dramatically.

Bailongmen has been guarding this passage firmly, for fear of being discovered by others, but with the increasing number of monks coming around, there are many monks who know how to practice the law, but they gradually see some clues. In addition, Bai Longmen really guarded this area too tightly, and it also made people suspicious. Many people have been secretly observing the changes here.

Just when Bai Longmen’s Qiaoyuan attempted to release to Xu Lingyun, suddenly there was a cold sound that sounded up: “Daoyou, see you are busy here, is there any need to help?”

Qiao Yuannian was shocked and turned his head. He saw a long-eyed monk looking cold and cold.

Qiao Yuannian hurriedly dissipated the spiritual power and said faintly: "Thank you for your friends, we can handle it ourselves!"

The narrow-eyed monk snorted and said: "I suddenly think the Faction here is very interesting..."

During the speech, the body shape suddenly moved, and the direction of Xu Lingyun rushed over. Even if he had to smash the past, Bai Longmen was shocked by the long-term, and hurriedly screamed: "Block him!" The palm of the hand came to the back of the monk, and the other disciples of the White Dragon Gate also used their spells and rituals to interweave into a large net and called the monk.

This monk was hard to resist so many attacks, his body was forced to withdraw to his place, and he shouted: "I knew you have problems here. You have a gap in the law. If you want to smash the devil, you will be here." ......"

However, he saw that he was not able to compete for the entire Bailongmen. He planned to smash the water and take advantage of the opportunity. The effect was also obvious. When he drank the matter, there were already a few monks who had been watching the audience silently. Towards this gap in the legal circle, more monks were attracted by this sentence, and they all drunk and flew over.

"Whoever dares to grab the chance of my white dragon door..."

Joe’s eyes were all red, and he was desperate to drink. He also rushed forward and went into the circle.

"Want to take the opportunity? Want to be beautiful?"

The narrow-eyed monk rushed up again and attacked his back, forcing him to return to defense.

For a time, in order to compete for this little devil called "Fang Xing", the foggy marsh has been chaotic.

"Where is the little devil? I want this opportunity..."

A thick voice sounded, in the void, everywhere was a flash of fire, a huge ghost head rushed over here.

"Ghost king..."

When Joe saw this ghost in the long-term, he was stupid and his heart trembled.

The person who shot this is a master of southern Xinjiang. He started a case at a young age. He is known as the ghost king. He is a young master in southern Xinjiang. This person is no longer a white dragon disciple.

However, the huge ghost had not yet rushed to the front of the squad, and he heard a whistling, in the void, the golden fire was a little bit, and a golden figure rushed over the thorns, and his body swelled and blew away. Even smashing the ghost king into the side, turned into a golden dragon, rushed to the front of the squad, this person's sword eyebrows, it is the Chu Wangting Chuhuang prince arrived.

"Hey..."

A series of strange laughs, seven small black shadows like bullets flew, and they all turned into small people, blaming for the rushing toward the law, some people recognized it, it is a seven of the northern mountain Monsters, they are coming too.

"Hey..."

There are a lot of three-stringed piano sounds, shaking the front of the monks and dizziness, a purple shadow machine rushing forward, holding a Yaoqin in his arms, face solemn, murderous between the eyebrows, it is ice sound The leaves of the palace are solitary.

In the wake of the endless masters, outside the fog, it became a sea of ​​magic.

The hurricane swelled, the spell collided, and the strong airflow formed by the ordinary monk could not bear it. Even the disciples of Bailongmen were forced to retreat to more than ten feet. They did not dare to come together, but in the law. In front of the array channel, Xu Lingyun, who looked solemn and solemn, faced the strong man, closed his eyes, raised a sword, and displayed a style of Qingyun and a sword to lock Hengjiang...

Under countless powerful spell attacks, Xu Lingyun's sword light seems so weak and bleak.

At this time, in the hands of the high-ranking squad, no one can resist it, but under the force of so many people, she still struggled to display the strongest defensive swords she could play. Resist the public.

This type of Jianguang, perhaps forced to retreat from the attack of the monks, at least reflects her face of fortitude at this time. (To be continued)

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