Plundering the Heavens

Lu Fengxian’s work in the ring made the surrounding repairs very different. I don’t know how many people frowned. I never imagined that Lu Jia’s daughter, who didn’t know which one jumped out, even had this ability. In the winning streak of the nine masters in the dojos, including even the son of the Meng family, perhaps from the perspective of real cultivation, he is not too difficult, but the day of life is full of resentment, really true. It’s a headache. For a time, I just can’t think of how to deal with these weirdos.

This time, he was so troubled that Yaochi played the military martial arts, and then lost nine people. He was already suffocated in his heart, and when he finally took out the bottle and paid homage to someone, it made the Shenzhou martial arts even more angry. In their hearts, there is still a little doubt

Why do everyone forget the little devil?

No matter what, it’s just a dead person.

His old friends and his followers have never forgotten about him. How can he even run an old enemy to do this?

In doubt, the anger in my heart is no doubt deeper.

Yuan Ling’s main teacher Yuan Ling’s brow wrinkled, and he’s not willing to wait any longer. He screamed low: “Fusu!”

"I don't understand!"

When the helper son heard the words, he opened his eyes and gently nodded his head, fluttering in the big sleeves, and darting toward the air.

"The helper son is going to shoot!"

I don't know who is eye-catching. The first one saw the Fusu son who stood up and was shocked and happy.

Hey!

For a moment, between the peaks around, I don’t know how many eyes looked at him, and my eyes were awe, like watching the gods.

Fairy baby!

After the ancient times, tens of thousands of people came to the first fairy baby in the practice world!

Really surpassing the past, the fairy-tale monk who represents the golden age of the spiritual world, finally has to be shot at this time.

Some people are full of expectations, some people are very excited!

At this time, the ancient family who was somewhat dissatisfied with Yuan Jia’s independence also sighed slightly and seemed to give up something. One

"The sects of the sects of the world, the talents of the world, represent the inheritance of the world, thousands of avenues, perhaps the strength is high or low, but under the teachings of the saints, at least understand their own way, maybe someone is now strong Not obvious, but in the future, the realm will be able to fly to the sky. This Taoist friend is just a bit of brute force. When he wins a few games, he will release his mad words and will not put the dojos in his eyes. It’s really ridiculous, or you have to fight, then Yuan will come to accompany you.”

Gently speaking, Fusu Gongzi fluttered in the sleeves and slowly descended on the platform.

Everything is quiet all around, I don’t know how many people, my eyes are eager, I want to wait and see the Fusu son to fall down this wilderness repair!

At this time, Lu Feng first dumped the wine on the ground, threw the wine bottle away, and shook his head, his expression was very lonely.

"come on"

Fusu Gongzi slowly raised a hand, his expression was very relaxed, but the gas field naturally emerged. When one hand was lifted up, the body of the celestial wind rose from the air and turned into a cloud and a strange animal. The cranes, the odd flowers, and the scattered flowers around him are like the rules of the avenue. Invisible, the momentum gathers, and even the monks who are not lost in the Yuan Ying Dacheng are people who are subconsciously awe.

"Ha ha"

At this time, Lu Fengxian seems to have just noticed the Fusu son, his brows are slightly wrinkled, and he looked at him.

However, in the end, he still did not mention the Fangtian painting in his hand, but shook his head and said: "I don't fight with you."

"what?"

Fusuo Gongzi has already risen up and the momentum is one of the stagnation, the subconscious opening asked.

Lu Feng first looked at him with his eyes open, and his right palm slowly moved a few times. It seemed to remind him of the hatred of the once-breaking, but this hatred did not let him shoot toward the Fusu son, but his eyes were full. It’s awkward, with a hint of sarcasm, I saw Fusu’s eyes, and then quietly said: “Lv is here to prove the battle of the same realm, what the dojos do, what saints disciples, maybe the strength is not Vulgar, but Lumou is abandoned by the people of the world, like a wild dog, a battle with his peers, and never lose to anyone, and you, huh, huh, you challenge me with a fairy baby, in the eyes of Lu No heroes, oh, you have to fight, then wait, when Lumou breaks through the realm of Yuan Ying, he will naturally come to you for a battle, but now, why do I make you cheaper?"

"you"

Fusu Gongzi’s eyes were cold and his anger rose. He saw the meaning of contempt from the eyes of Lu Fengxian. one look

However, Lu Fengxian’s words have not yet been finished, and it is still not anxious: "And, look at you like this, it seems that you are proud of your own fairy baby, but it is clearly based on the external force to form a fairy baby, really I don't know where you are proud! Yuan family actually has one person that I value, but unfortunately, he has become a victim of compromise between you and others. Oh, unfortunately, but unfortunately, like him, it should be with Lu. A fair war, and then died in our paintings, but now Yuan family has no heroes, no more arrogance in the world!"

After all, he took a picture of Fang Tian, ​​and slowly walked under the ring, and he did not look at it again.

And the helper son heard this, the already angry eyebrows upside down, angry and screaming, looking at the back of Lu Fengxian, can not wait to grab him, forcibly suppress, but when I think of so many people around, it is still strong Anger, no shot!

The surrounding monasteries have also been silent, and the mood is extremely strange!

I thought that there would be a dragon fight, but I did not expect that Lu Fengxian went straight away, not fighting with Fusu!

Moreover, Lu Fengxian has already fought for nine people. He has to leave the game, and no one can force him to fight.

Even if he said it, it also caused a lot of people to sing.

Yes, you have a monk in the realm of Yuan Ying to come up with what kind of strength, our Jin Dan realm is here to play martial arts, not to support the palace to take care of you, only to have this "life-saving top three" rules, according to the previous tradition You are not qualified to play at all. I really want to compete. Then you have to wait for a few years. After we become Yuan Ying, we will not lose to you.

And Fu Suzhen played invincible, but suddenly there was no opponent, and there was also a feeling of emptying and emptying, and his heart was uncomfortable. It was like being cut off by majesty. Standing on the field, it was half a mile. I didn’t go back to the stage, but calmed down my mood and stood up with my hands. I slowly looked at the surrounding stage and swept through the repairs. I asked: “Can someone want to fight with Yuan?”

Quietly around, no one is open!

Who is willing to fight with you, in the face of so many people lost in your hands is very face?

For a long time, no one came to power, which made the feeling of emptyness in Fusu’s son’s heart even heavier. He quietly looked at his eyes and opened it after half a mile. Purple was amazed and looked at the mountain where Daxueshan was in charge. : "Can someone want to fight with Yuan?"

The place where the Daxue Mountain Road is located has not been answered for a long time, and Dajinwu and other people are all weird. After a long while, Dajinwu yelled at the scorpion: "I am willing to fight with you", shouting out, Fusu There was a touch of joy at the bottom of the son's eyes, but I haven't said it yet. Da Jinwu has already shouted and followed: "Wait after the big golden lord became a Yuan Ying, hahahaha, man, I don't have an elder to help me form a fairy baby. Ah, it’s all about self-cultivation, it’s slow, there’s no way, let’s make you crazy for two days.”

"haha"

Next to a person who laughed and leaned forward, while laughing and licking the table, it was the little ghost Wang Liying.

Li Hongyi slaps the back of his head and teaches: "Convergence"

Li Ying hurriedly closed his mouth and looked at his sister with a resentful look: "I can't do my own disdain?"

Li Hongyi said faintly: "No, do a good practice, and it will be your responsibility to destroy the Meng family in the future. Why should you fight for a moment at this time? Oh, the Chinese Taoist system is too small for us. We only think that we are resentful and tempering. After such a fairy baby came out, I wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to suppress me and wait for the revenge of our revenge, but I did not expect that revenge is revenge. If you want revenge, it is a great hatred that destroys the Tao. What problems can a problem be solved by the downfall? Do you think that we are just a child?

The glare of the Daxueshan side made Fusu’s son’s heart less happy. He suppressed the hate, and the purple in his eyes was even more prosperous. Senran’s eyes looked in the direction of the masters of Xiaoxianjie, faintly asked. : "Can someone want to fight with Yuan?"

In the middle of the monk in the fairy side, a thin young man was sitting on the plate. He had a blond hair, deep in the pupil, and there was a ray of lightning. It looked strange. He saw the eyes cast by the Fusu son, and the mouth was slightly hooked. However, it showed a cold smile, whispered: "Human fairy baby? Oh, I would like to try it. Can this fairy baby have the power of my protoss?"

Beside him, an old man looked at him and hurriedly advised: "God Lord, don't want to be impulsive"

"I'm done!"

The young man waved his hand lazily and said: "That is to say, it won't be here, anyway, there will be a chance sooner or later!"

And Fusu Gongzi, who did not see anyone answering in Xiaoxianjie, frowned more tightly, and turned to look at the pure land of the other direction. There was already some impatience in the voice: Do you have a friend who wants to fight with Yuan?"

The pure land side is also very quiet, no answer.

After three questions, no one answered, and the fairy tales seemed to have been shackled.

In the mountainside forest, someone has teased and asked the old man who is fortune-telling: "You always have a straight mouth, but what about the fate?"

The fortune teller waved his hand and dismissed: "What is the fate of the tragic death?"

The surrounding martial arts were ridiculed and laughed. "Is this old man crazy?" (To be continued.)

I want to visit my mobile phone.