Prehistoric life

The endless sea on the northwest of the Honghuang Continent, Wushima.

A pig -like figure raised one foot and turned into the sky and stepping on the sky.

This foot was directly stepped on nearly a third of Wux Island, which was terrible.

The big priest was angry. If he had shot timely, he knew how many witch tribe would die from his life.

Sending Zhou Cheng until now for ten years, this damn old man will come to make trouble every six months.

At least one -third of Wusao is destroyed every time you come. In ten years, in addition to the ban on Pan Shengu, there has been no hindrance. The entire Wuxima is repaired by his magical power.

Ten Witch Island.

Today, the big priests have long been without the clouds and lightness of the year, but they are extremely angry, but the other party's strength is too strong.

"Damn, Sun Jiuyang is clearly out of the water area, why is there no news?"

If the force is defeated, it can only be theory, but the old man does not admit it at all.

"Fart, the apprentice is called Zhou Cheng, you tell me where there is his news."

"You ... unreasonable to make trouble, whether it is Sun Jiuyang or Zhou Cheng, then it must be your apprentice."

The old man made a clear rogue: "Lao Tzu said isn't it, the old man is called Zhou Cheng."

The priest was angry, and finally got out of anger, saying gloomy: "This is the last time. If you are still making trouble, don't blame me for burn.

I don't believe that person will continue to agree with you. "

This wēixié seems to have a role, and the old man immediately dumped his head: "Okay. Give you another chance, Lao Tzu to find it again."

Pat the butt. Leave it directly, just leave fǎngfo to say a word to himself.

"Tell you to pretend to be mysterious, pretend to be deep, play with you!"

This made the priest almost collapse, and almost lost my mind to catch up to find this person. Finally, I endured it hard. I just felt that I could not spit out when I wanted to vomit.

Kunlun Wonderland, Jianzhi Peak.

The old voice suddenly sounded. It was said that there was a way. I couldn't help but let Zhou Chengru hear Tianyin, and there was hope in his heart.

Looking at the sound, he is a very ordinary old man, holding a cigarette bag in his hand. You can't see how strength, but you can easily enter the mansion of Jianwu Zun. Naturally, he is not a general monk.

Seeing this person, Jian Wuzun and the owner of the Pan Shen Tian Palace have not responded, and Sun Jiuyang on the side has changed his face. Run away, as if he saw a terrible person.

"I still want to run, study my merit, and steal so many things. I really want to come and go when I want to come!"

The old man with a cigarette bag smiled, and the empty hand gripped one by one, Sun Jiuyang was like a sparrow with wings. He flew back back.

"The lord of the pavilion, forgive me. I dare not dare." Sun Jiuyang yelled, and tears came down. How can there be the appearance of the positive sword in the weekdays, it seems that I encountered the star.

"Dare to say it again, stealing things from me, you have the ability."

The old man of the cigarette bag shot a spell at hand. For a while, a translucent box appeared around Sun Jiuyang Fǎngfo, and he trapped him firmly.

"Give you some fresh air, wait for you to settle your account!"

During the talk, there were two spells. It seemed that there was no change, but Sun Jiuyang was like a lightning strike, and his face changed greatly.

More and more red, quickly turning purple, and finally purple and black, as if poisoned.

"Senior, this ..." Jian Wuzun said, and seemed to feel so inappropriate.

The old man of the cigarette bag smiled slightly: "I can't die, this is not poisonous. I just used a stinky and spicy symbol. The kid inspired me that year, and torture people seemed to be better than poison."

"This person is ..." The owner of the Pan Shentian Palace asked again.

"A small hair thief actually sneaked into my mansion, stealing me a lot of things and books."

"He?" The owner of the Pan Shentian Palace did not dare to believe it: "What can he be able to enter your mansion."

The old man of the cigarette bag snorted: "Of course he doesn't, but there is a guy who is not respectful. The guy estimates that he wants to steal my immortal fruit, so when I am not at home, I do n’t touch my mansion.

Dig a tunnel. "

"Although things did not steal, but the authentic was left. I didn't pay attention, let this kid slip in, stealing me a lot of things and exercises."

"Ah!" The owner of the Pan Shentian Palace screamed in surprise: "I saw the magic of his spell surgery, and thought it was a disciple you taught."

There is no doubt that a few people in front of them must know, but Zhou Chenggong did not listen to them, and immediately rushed over, kneeling down at the old man of the cigarette bag.

"Senior, senior! Help me save them, please, no matter what requirements!"

Although the owner of the Pan Shentian Palace has seen the situation of Su Yuexi and Su Yuexin, it is very qingchu, and it is almost impossible to recover.

However, this person was unpredictable in front of him, but he was stolen from some merit, and he made a role like Sun Jiuyang. Even the owner of the Pan Shen Tiangong Palace seemed to be quite respectful.

There are also ways.

"Don't panic!"

The old man of the cigarette bag said calmly, then pulled the cigarette bag in his hand, then pulled Zhou Cheng away, and then walked to the jade bed lying in Su Yuexin and Su Yuexi.

Take out two elixir, put them on the lips of the two, and then take two spells. The two elixir melted immediately and flowed into the two people.

Ten more than a dozen spells were taken towards the two of them before stopping.

The two who were lying immediately changed. The black gas on the body faded quickly. When it turned into a bleak gray, stopped.

The two who were like the dead had become a little angry for a while, at least not so stiff.

It's a pity that it will only become like this, no better.

Zhou Cheng grabbed the hands of the two, and he was extremely cold, making his heart gradually despair again.

Turn his head and look at the old man in the cigarette bag and ask: "Senior, what's going on? Isn't there a way?"

The old man of the cigarette bag shook his head: "There is a way, but it is not on me. The power of the five elements is extremely special. How can ordinary people cultivate at will?

"In this case, unless they are reborn, they can only think of other ways."

"What can I do?" Zhou Cheng hurriedly asked, no matter what, he had to try it.

The old man of the cigarette bag immediately looked at him and said, "They are dying, but the Yuanshen and the soul have not disappeared.

"If you want to save them, it is impossible to do it against the sky."

"There are only two kinds of things in the world that can heal the injuries of the two, one is the fruit of life, and the other is Jiujin Jin Dan." (Unparalleled ...)