Plundering the Heavens

The magic cloud has been completely gathered, and the heavens and the earth are in a cloud, as if falling into the eternal night. Please search for the most complete! Novel

The square line falls straight down, but there are too many demon spirits around the body. Around him bites and tears, his powerless body flutters in the air, and the speed of falling is slow, and the line is slow. Knowing no more fortunate, my heart was let go, and I changed my position with a comfortable point, licking my legs, letting those fierce and violent demon spirits come together and send myself to the West.

Xiao Man...

Jin Liuzi...

Pig brother...

Stupid and clever...

Old evil king...

Big dragon girl...

There is also the honesty of the Chu Ci Shantou... I heard that she has been waiting for herself in Chu Wangting, but unfortunately no effort has passed.

"Oh, forget it!"

I wanted to go back and trace it, but I thought that I had to think about all kinds of thoughts and I missed too much. I simply didn't want to.

But I didn’t want to, but I still couldn’t stop thinking about it. I thought of looking for myself to go to the North Club, and then I went to the front of the demon temple with Fox Xianji, and finally I won the victory. The big dragon girl who has become a goddess of the four seas...

I also thought about where I didn’t know where I was, who was dead and alive, and the ten daughters whom he gave to himself...

"I still don't want to die..."

The more I thought about it, I felt unwilling, and I couldn’t help but screamed: "The ten wives that the eleven uncles said are still not blasphemy..."

The already quiet heart, at this moment, has moved.

Mom, can't die!

There are beautiful people in this world, thousands of charming, soft jade and warm, have not slept, how can I be willing to die?

There are treasures in this world, the treasures of pearls, the value of the city, have not robbed the light, how can they die?

There are monks in this world, and the sinister ugliness. It’s awkward, it’s not killing, how can I die?

This is a world of flowers, Xiaoye, I haven’t stayed enough, you love who died and who died, anyway, I don’t die...

When a thought rises, thousands of thoughts rise. Fang Xingben’s bleak eyes suddenly brightened, and the body rose with some strength. Countless demon spirits that have already rushed to themselves have shaken off and gathered together...

......Twisted the scorpion and began to shout: "Help!"

......

......

There is really no way, if you don't want to die, you can't live, you can only save your life.

The sound waves rolled and passed to the four wilderness, but no one stood up. The people of the Huangfu people were almost dead, who will save themselves?

However, it was when he shouted for help. In the high altitude, the difference is steep, but only above the top of the head, that has been aggregated, the magic cloud that completely shields all the skylights has suddenly surged again, a sword light crossed, the sky is magic cloud. Actually, at this time, a hole was cut, and in this slit, there was a man who was not anxious, carrying both hands and slowly coming in.

The man was white and white, and his big sleeves fluttered like a fairy.

And behind the man. There are people coming.

A tall man, a man of Jinmang, walked in and walked into a void, sitting still and chanting.

After the monks, there are others, one after another. Another monk entered the magic cloud and took a certain position.

A total of 18 people before and after, are golden body is not bad, filled with the void, the sound of ancient times sounded, swaying in the void.

Even within this emperor's land, the rolling magical thoughts were suppressed by their chanting voices.

The tyrannical thousands of demon spirits, there is a clear phase at this time.

And the man in the white robe walked up, swept his sleeves and swept away the demon spirit who was rushing to bite in the square, holding him in his hands, with a gentle face, with a gentle smile. Looking down at him, the wind is clear.

"Ten... eleven uncle, how come you?"

Fangxing worked hard to widen his eyes and determined that he was not a illusion, and that he was stuttering for a long time.

At that time, the eleven uncles and whites that had never been seen since Qingyun Zong, had appeared in front of them.

This scene is too dreamy, and the eleven uncles are too different from the people of the world. For a time, they can't tell the truth.

"The apprentice is called a life-saving, how can I not come?"

Bai Qianzhang sings openly, and there is infinite power on his arms. He is poured into the square and suppresses his pain.

"Oh, let's throw the dead..."

Fang Xing wanted to raise his hand and rub his face, but his arms were so soft that he couldn’t help himself.

"Ha ha..."

Bai Qianzhang laughed loudly and his voice was very happy.

"You...you are the people of Lingshan Temple...I want to be an enemy of our royal family?"

In the oblique spurs, a horrified and angry voice screamed, and the air magic cloud swayed again. A silhouette of the sky fell into the clouds, holding the banner to protect itself, and angered and snarled toward the golden body of the air. It was the emperor’s respect, and this old man actually re-entered the magic cloud. It looked like he was forced back. On top of his head, there was indeed a gray-robed monk with a height of three feet. Holding a white-haired woman, she stared at him, and her breath was invisible.

The wine and meat monk is a wine and meat monk who once saw one side in Qingyun Zong.

"Bullying me, you still want to go?"

Bai Qianzhang looks like a smile and smiles, but with a smile, but an eyebrow.

"You are a child? You...what is this little devil, when did it have a relationship with Lingshan Temple?"

The expression of Huangfu’s respectful demeanor is like swallowing a fly. The neck is covered with blue veins and the voice is hoarse: "And he came to destroy our royal family, saying that I am bullying him, a nonsense, your Lingshan Temple wants to help Not?"

At this time, he was also angry and heart-wrenching. He was so angry and mad. After he escaped from the magic cloud, he was stopped by the wine and meat monk. He tried several times and could not escape. He was forced to return to the magic cloud. . My heart was shocked, and I couldn’t help but raise a terrible thought. Could it be that Lingshan Temple had to break up with the Emperor’s family?

"Bring this little devil!"

Under the intertwined thoughts, he couldn’t wait to think about it, and he rushed over to Bai Qianzhang and reached for his hand.

As a Yuan Ying ancestor, I have a clear mind and know what to do at this time!

When the situation was not good, he immediately robbed the party and made a threat.

He stopped the wine and meat monk he went to, and he cultivated it to a high level. He knew that he was not an opponent. It is necessary to win the man in the hands of the white-haired man who can't see the repair at this time. As long as he wins the little devil in his arms, he still has a glimmer of life today...

Rumble!

The law of annihilation has been spurred to the extreme, and the vast hands are overwhelming, and the void has been swayed by the road, and the power is soaring, directly locking the side of the void. As if a giant palm, the evil man caught the slender white man.

The situation is too severe. His shot is full of strength.

However, in the face of his palm, the white man did not even look at him, but just vacated a hand, the volley pointed a finger, seemingly fluttering fingers, but full of Tao Yun and mysterious, clearly It is impossible to point to the respect of the emperor, no matter the distance or the size of the form, but this point is over. The head of the emperor’s reverence came together and was being clicked.

"amount……"

All the roars of the emperor’s reigns were blocked back in the eyes of the blind, and the 偌 相 directly stiffened.

In this point of view, his law gradually shrinks and rushes back into the body, and then on the flesh. There was a road crack, which was like a porcelain. After stagnation for a long time, it suddenly broke and the pieces turned into flying sand. It disappeared into the void, and in the place where the flesh stayed, there was only a small emperor's respect, which was necessary to be saved, full of purple light, and looked dull.

"For the past three thousand years, the biggest joke of Nanzhan is the emperor's family!"

The white-haired man faintly opened, and then he slammed into a bullet, and even the baby was shattered.

From beginning to end, he only moved a finger, and then a meta-infant overhaul, obliterated invisible.

"You... have you killed someone's Yuan Ying ancestors?"

The party originally felt very tired, but when I saw this scene, I couldn’t help but whisper.

Bai Qianzhang smiled and looked down at him: "It has nothing to do with me, it is you who killed!"

"Oh, I rub, let me give you a black pot..."

Fang Xing turned his eyes: "I am not the eleven uncle, I said that you are too unreasonable. How can you be worthy of your high style? After so many years, I have regarded you as a good person, not busy. When I was robbing, I still want you to come. As soon as I meet you, I will give me such a **** pot back. You said that you make me feel embarrassed, except that your hair is white, your heart is black..."

Fang Xingyu said that it was not finished, Bai Qianzhang could not help but smile, and pointed it down.

"You still shut your mouth!"

"amount……"

Fang Xing squinted to oppose, but the eyelids could not help but sink, and the drowsiness surged.

Bai Qianzhang hugged him, and fell to the bottom of the Blackwater Lake. Just below the black prison where the square broke, there was an inconspicuous three-layered altar, on the first layer of the altar. Dozens of black beads are dripping, each of which has a crystal clear shape, but there is a strange black gas in it, which is always amazed and unusual.

Bai Qianzhang's big sleeves waved, and the dozens of beads were put into the sleeves, and then the movement stopped slightly, but two pieces flew out of the sleeves, one stuffed into the square line, one plug Not far away, Xiao Xuekou, who was wrapped in a sultry golden Buddha light, then mana, and wrote a line of dragon and phoenix dances on this first layer of altar: "This thing is done!"

Write it, I bowed my head and felt very satisfied, this time the big sleeves waved again.

The first layer of the altar was uncovered by him, revealing a layer of altar below, but a layer of shallow liquid, shining light.

Bai Qianzhang took out a porcelain bottle and collected all the shallow liquids. There was no more leftovers and a line of words was written.

"Or do it!"

Even after taking two layers of the altar, Bai Qianzhang smiled and looked at the third floor of the altar. He whispered: "The Emperor's family sealed the spirit of thousands of demon in the Blackwater Lake, and if it would have flourished. The ruins of the big enchantress are all suppressed in this lake. For thousands of years, the essence of the enchantress has been extracted for its own use. Once, it can be used by the emperor’s monks to understand the power of the ruin, and the cultivation of the gods is broken. This essence has been used to cultivate the rare black water lake essence in the world, which can be used by the monks to resist the thunder. The third is the most precious spiritual refining spirit in this world. It is hard to change a drop... but the most precious, It was sealed at the beginning of the lake..."

He swung his sleeves and the second layer of the altar was revealed, revealing the bottom layer of the altar.

At the bottom, there is only one piece of irregular 氤氲宝光, only the size of the fist, from time to time, the invisible, the light is in the air, the sky is a cloud, and those who were originally violent, arrogant, and then airborne The golden body of Luohan lived, the magic converges a lot of thousands of demon spirits, at this time it seems to suddenly restore a trace of wisdom, the magic is more intense, all the heavens are shocked by the magic.

However, the eighteen golden dragons in the air, at this time, the voice of the chanting was stronger, and the tens of thousands of demon spirits were suppressed again.

Bai Qianzhang did not look at the group of demon spirits, but looked at the group of unchanging treasures with a dignified look. The voice was low and passed into the sea where the sleep was a little bit: "Wan The source of the spiritual road... The Emperor's family can seal thousands of demon spirits in the Blackwater Lake, making them unable to escape, relying on the ancestral ancient ban, but ensuring that this demon spirit has not dissipated for three thousand years, relying on it It is the source of this group extracted from the body of the demon...hehe, yin and yang, the endless changes, there is no basis in the world, if there is no such source of growth, how can there be this? Lost to the ultimate Blackwater Lake Spirit?"

When it comes to this, he suddenly becomes a solemn face, and the desolation voice is mentioned and spread all over the sky: "All the friends of the demon family, I have helped you break the ban for three thousand years, and you will pray for it, and you will repair it for your life." How is the base?"

"Roar……"

In the void, the demon spirit that has been suppressed, even if there is no wisdom, seems to know that he is about to lose the most precious things. At this moment, he screams in unison, and then struggles, like to stop. The white-haired man ingested their most precious things, the crazy struggle of strength, and the collapse of the Qiqi, almost let the 18 Luohan can not suppress.

Bai Qianzhang ignored it, and when the big sleeves waved, the group of Baoguang flew up and went straight into the square.

At this moment, there is some strange change in the square, and it seems that the spirit is going to rush out of him.

And Bai Qianzhang is like a fly, and he has been photographed on him. He has a road rune imprinted on the surface of his body. It is like a spider web wrapped in a square body, which is full of spirituality. Baoguang was completely sealed in his body.

After that, he smiled softly and waved his sleeves on the third floor of the altar.

"The master of Fangxing!")

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