Shrouding the Heavens

Jin Chi stayed in the skies for the first time, and then hit the top beam men with fire, his blood was sprayed up, almost scolded, when was it despised?

Even if you don't know the ancient scriptures, you won't be blamed like that. But he did not dare to attack, and now he was picked up in the air by the golden war spear, and his life was squeezed in Ye Fan's hand.

"You have the blood of Archaic King flowing inside you. As their descendants, haven't you learned those?" Ye Fan was quite dissatisfied.

"We are constantly intermarrying with the human race, and we are all about to become half people. The blood of the ancients is getting thinner, and the mark of the ancestor has long faded." Jin Chixiao explained.

His heart is very unpleasant. The descendants of the dazzling Golden King were actually said to be illiterate. There is nothing worse and funny than this. They want to swallow this evil enemy in one go.

Ye Fan was very disappointed. Without any good face, he finally caught an ancient creature and wanted him to translate fairy tears and green gold, but he didn't even know a word.

"Where is King Nine Heavens Blue Bell?"

"Sent to Kitahara."

"Nonsense, come out quickly!" Ye Fan stared.

Jin Chixiao burst into a heartbeat, heart-winged explanation, said: "Biluozhong, the weapon of a generation of invincible king, but it was stained, I will send it back to the family to wash ...

"Gold family has earth **** ru?" Ye Fan was surprised.

"There are some that should make the gems shine like they used to be." Jin Chixiao responded cautiously.

"When will they deliver it to you?" Ye Fanzhuo wondered, there is a rare treasure like the earth **** ru, and you can wash the blue clock.

"I do not know either……"

"Then why do you need it?" Ye Fan screamed, and met an ancient creature that is not too ancient, and even the King of Kings sent away, and the more I looked, the more I felt disturbed.

"As long as spare my life, I will pay any price." Jin Chixiao begged for mercy, he sensed the other party's intention to kill.

"Cut me three times, do you still want to live?" Ye Fan didn't want to say anything, shivering the war spear of gold se, shaking it into u mud, destroying both form and spirit.

"Do not……"

In the distance, three elders from Tailu came to see this scene, and the liver and gallbladder broke apart. This is their young master, but they died like this, and it is difficult to replace it.

Ye Fan went away without looking back, leaving only a faint residual image and disappeared into the vast sky.

"The life is like a dream, and the life is more worrying. There is no one with me. I have only a simple loess bag.

"This is his tomb, no word left for death, no one knows who it is, and even the practice of the practice is not passed down ..."

He stood in front of the Huangtu grave, turned the eyes of the source god, stared at the ground, and wanted to see what kind of person the dead bone was.

"Eh ..." He was taken aback, this is an empty grave, no bones.

"No, there are tattered robes, twilights, and shoes and socks ..." His heart moved. Is this a clothes mound?

"Hua Dao!" He was taken aback, and finally confirmed that there should be a corpse, but before he died, he turned himself away. This is definitely a master.

Generally speaking, only characters above the peers can transform the Tao and attribute themselves to the nature of the world. This is the real Tao, not the self-destructive body.

"Sure enough, it is the God Mountain Crouching Tiger Leopard, the field hides the Kirin. In this way, there is an old king, even a saint sitting!"

Ye Fan was very surprised, this person was not known to the world at all, and no one knew, so he died in silence.

"The world is not without masters, but just unknown. This is a master of the world. Most of them are no worse than the peerless king Jiang, it is a step further. It is likely to be a saint."

However, this person died in this way, leaving nothing behind, even the first name and last name are unknown.

Ye Fan searched this place carefully. Futons, whisks, Taoist clothes, etc. were explored with consciousness, but there was no baby.

"Too thorough, there is really nothing left for future generations, such an unimaginable existence, his inheritance is cut off, it is really an inestimable loss."

Ye Fan stayed here, it is very quiet here, suitable for him to sit on Guan Wudao, no one bothers.

Dwarf mountain, broken Taoism, has an indescribable Tao Yun, very suitable for retreat, has a taste of returning to the original.

"Let's go, how could his retreat be earth, and in this way, it will become a spiritual land for cultivation in the future."

Yi Ji got the dragon's pith, and he didn't persuade him to persuade him to enter the fourth change of Hualong. Everything had to be realized by himself.

There are fragments of Dadao law in the dragon's marrow, which can help, but it is not the root of the breakthrough. The first element is the monk's own heart.

The night was completely silent, the stars were a little, Ye Fanpan sat in front of Taoist temple, five hearts were facing the sky, a big dragon rose on the back of the spine, and finally came out and danced around him.

"Occasionally come under the pine tree, sleep on the pillows and stones. There are no calendar days in the mountains, and the year is cold ..."

Suddenly, a whisper awakened Ye Fan and opened his eyes.

At this time, a dark cloud drifted over, blocking the stars and moons in the sky, the earth was dark, and the mountains were dark, with no fingers.

Just in front of Taoist temple, a person appeared out of thin air in front of the ancient tree that many people couldn't hug, the voice was what he made. UU reading www.uukanshu. com

Ye Fan's heart shook. What kind of person could actually avoid his spiritual consciousness and appeared directly in such a short distance? It was too scary.

He turned his mind and watched carefully. In a flash, the old robe fluttered, and a skinny old Taoist appeared under the dead tree.

The old Taoist clothes are familiar to him. They are exactly the same as those in Taoist Temple. They are no different from the clothes under Huangtu Grave.

Ye Fan's back was cold, and he looked into his hair, and a broken wood hairpin was so familiar that it was the same as the one in the grave.

"Damn it!"

Ye Fanteng stood up all of a sudden, backed out and took many steps, how could a person who has already become a Taoist clearly appear?

"Sometimes the world has changed to Sangtian. Although Sangtian has become Danqing, who will get a fairy from Danqing ..."

Thin-skinned old man, walking under the old tree, muttering to his mouth, blends into the dark night.

"You ... Ye Fan retreated a breeze, and the fresh smell of vegetation came, and the dark clouds in the sky drifted away. The breeze was still there before Taoism, but the old Taoist people disappeared.

Ye Fan's scalp was numb. He didn't turn his eyes. He stared at the front, but the old priest seemed to evaporate and disappeared.