Plundering the Heavens

I am still looking forward to the party?

The reaction of the monks in the towns was out of the expectation of Wang Qiong and others. Some even felt that their eyes had a problem. When they first heard the name of the party, the horror of those monks was not loaded. But in the back, look at their arrogance and excitement, it is also clear that it is not a fake, but this is how it is, it can be said that Fangxing is now not weak in the practice world, everyone is called It is a small devil, and even those who promote narrowness, directly call him "the mouse in the practice circle", not to mention people seeing people, but at the very least, people see people hiding, can not provoke How can the monks of this town still hope for him?

Even the party has been embarrassed, and this life has not been so popular!

It was a little unnatural to withdraw my arm and shouted: "Brother, there is something to say, don't move the hand..."

The monk of the town also discovered that he was too close, and took a step back. He took another ceremony and smiled. "I am too excited, Fangdaoyou, ah no, true person, and please, listen to you." The magic dragon, we have been waiting for you!"

After saying it, he jumped down and passed the letter, and he crossed the beast with several other monks and led the way. Oh,

"Be careful!"

Fang Xing and Wang Qiong and others looked at each other and left a vigilance in their hearts.

Although the enthusiasm of these people is not like a fake, but along the way, there are too many opponents, we must be careful.

These monks, however, took the square and turned directly into a slope, gradually coming to the inside of the land where the rune was projected. But I also met a lot of people who practiced. Each one is full of armor. In the presence of the battlefield, it was distributed everywhere, and the monk who listened to this leader explained it. Fang Xing knew that the Yuanyuan Department entered the Magic Yuan earlier than other monks, and seized the opportunity in the name of the saint. And those monks who came in from behind. Most of them have been taken over by them and merged into one place to compete for creation.

"Oh, someone came in, but I don't know which disciple?"

Far from seeing Fang Xing and others riding a hill, the high cockroach climbed in, but many people appeared and laughed.

The few people who came from the party and the other party came in with a smile: "It’s a friend from Nanzhao..."

"Oh... Nanzhan..."

Someone listened, and the subconscious is a sneer.

Then the monk who led the party, but deliberately slowly added a sentence: "...name call!"

"Oh also..."

Someone listened to the name and planted it directly from the tree.

Some people are directly in the lineup. "嗖" slammed out the weapon...

There is even a slamming "****", throwing a weapon and running...

"As for the exaggeration of performance?"

Fang Fang rolled his eyes. A very incomprehensible look.

The next one took the monk and looked at several companions and sighed at the same time: "As for..."

Someone smiled and said: "Fang Daoyou... Forget it, call you a square brother. A few days ago, you killed the Changsheng sword in the outer world of the magical area, and the things that have been sent to the Taoist people have been introduced into the magical world. Moreover, there are many rumors in the world, saying that your favorite is robbery, but you are a high-powered one. When you meet a few people, you can protect your storage bag. Under this fierce name, who is not afraid? To be honest, if you know that this time you are coming over, I will definitely leave the storage bag in Dongfu before I come..."

"Hey, so your storage bag is still on your own?"

The square eyes brightened and looked over at his waist.

"amount……"

The monk did not speak, and quietly moved away from him.

Fang Xing did not joke with him. Really, it’s such a status. Now, the general monk’s storage bag can get into the eyes of Fang’s uncle. When he snorted, he asked: “The other person So afraid of me, why are you not afraid?"

The monks looked at each other and the head of the person smiled bitterly: "Speak up, and ask the Taoist friends to speak with the general!"

Going inside again, it has already entered the land of the rune projection. Here, the mountains are sinister, the terrain is sinister, and a large river runs across the north and south. The river is gloomy and cold. From ten miles away, you can already feel the coming of the river. According to this, the monk said that the river named Taiyin River is a river of death in the magical field. The goose feathers can’t float, the grass can’t be born, and countless ghosts and ghosts float in the river. The power of the curse is the Yuan Ying monk. After entering the river, the treasure will be dim.

In front of the Taiyin River, above the cliffs, there were monks laid a large array of confrontation with the river.

Next to the big array, there are palaces, camps, and cave houses nestled on the mountain walls. There are countless monks, or lone walks, or queues, stationed here. Many of them are wounded on the body, and some face is depressed. The whole atmosphere looks wilted. Extremely ......

"If it is the army between the red dust, such an imposing manner, you have to defeat it..."

As the party walked all the way, my heart was secretly embarrassed.

At the beginning of the Ghost Valley, the uncle was born in the military squad, and later lost his official position, only to fall into the grass, and there was no other party on the week to talk about those marching arrangements, although the party did not study seriously, but I know a lot, I can see the amateur doorway, and it is because of the origin of the uncle, that he has always had a good impression on the military, and they are robbing them on weekdays.

Of course, during the red dust, the gangsters robbed the army, it was looking for death, and in the practice world, the army formed by the practitioners is very rare, so it has been so long, but there has never been a military. The opportunity for Wu to deal with.

After ten monks guarding the door, along a flat mountain road, a palace placed in the mountainside, the picking monk quickly stepped inside, standing in front of the palace gate, loudly reported: "Returning General, South The prospective friends have already come over..."

“Nanjing Fangxing?”

"He is the little devil who is famous in the four domains?"

"Hey, what kind of devil is not devil, he is a person of my own state of China after all, it is called the devil, it is not a real devil!"

"I don't know if he can..."

"With his fierce name, you should be able to..."

This loud drink, but also caused a lot of people's attention, eyes surprised and enthusiastic to see them.

Although there are many people with horrible jealousy and fear in their eyes, more people are implicitly excited.

"Fang Daoyou is coming to visit, Zhao Hongyi has a long-lost welcome, and he hopes to forgive!"

A clear voice sounded, looked up, and saw the front of the palace, out of a few monks, the first wearing a red treasure, with a red sword with almost one person high behind it, burly, The voice is clear, and there are four or five monks alongside him. The identity is different from the ordinary monks. Two of them are dressed in black armor and unified system. They are also monks in the town’s department, and the other three. Man, wearing a noble robe, is extremely conspicuous in this piece of A-style jersey.

"Haha, let's just say, let's talk!"

Fang Fang arched his hand and turned to look at Wang Qiong.

Wang Qiong’s intentions, the voice explained: “The red treasure system on this person’s body should be one of the ten divisions of the Zhenyuan Department. The Zhenyuan Department is the defense line against the Magic Yuan. Shenzhou attaches great importance to it and has sent many masters. Sitting there, the highest in identity, is called the master of the town, by the avenues of the main road, every three hundred years, and the rest, etc., every hundred years, the master of the town, It has always been one of the ten most high-powered people in the town. In general, the ten will be the monks of the Yuan Ying realm. This person is clearly only Jin Dan, but one of the ten , high weight, high strength, it is needless to say!"

Fang line nodded slightly and learned about this person's identity!

This person Jin Dan realm has become one of the ten members of the town, the strength is certainly good, and the other ten will be Yuan Ying's words, certainly can not enter the magic Yuan, then speaking, this person must be the town of the Ministry of the Ministry The representative figure in the magical world...

This person personally went outside the palace to respectfully greet him, but he still gave himself face.

"Fang Daoyou and please, discuss the big things with me!"

The red armor general armor covered the face, can not see the men and women, the speech is very polite, respectfully welcome.

"General is kind, please!"

Fang Xing was not annoyed by the generation of the military, and with this person's politeness, he also smiled.

It’s not so much when you live so big.

At a time when the atmosphere was harmonious, it was necessary to enter the palace, but at this time, some people whispered a sigh, and some were harsh.

Fang Xing turned to look at the man, but saw a man wearing a noble robes, seeing that his clothing should not be the people of the town, most of them are like themselves, but after being in the depths of the magic, they were invited The man was thin and his eyes were slender. He looked at himself with some contempt, and his attitude was somewhat contemptuous. However, after he greeted his own eyes, he coughed and looked at the other direction if nothing happened. A pair of things did not care for oneself, took two steps, and looked down at the side of the person.

His lips were slightly moving, and it seemed that after talking with the man, after a long while, the two men showed a scornful smile at the same time. They looked up and looked at them with a faint look, and they ignored the slightest movements. Going into the palace first...

This little action is undetected, and the general of Hung Hom is still a polite guest walking in front of the road, both sides of the monks are leaning over the ceremony.

"Young, staring at those two guys, they have the opportunity to beat a meal!"

A little behind, but immediately turned his head and whispered to Shen Xiu.

"How do you want to beat someone?"

Wang Qiong pointed to the ear, but he heard this and looked at him very puzzled.

"I don't think they are pleasing to the eye!"

The party’s answer was justified, and Wang Qiong, who was doing it all at once, was speechless. (To be continued.)