So What If You’ve Been Reborn?

Luo Bo real people all the way to fear.

He always thinks that Nan Hongzi is joking, and Chen Wo is a godsend? How can it be so simple?

But he hopes that this is true. As a result, the pressure of Beixuan Tianzun will be greatly reduced, and the situation of the fairyland will be reversed. He can also freely plant flowers and play chess.

The face of Luo Bo’s real person changed, and Nan Hongzi secretly laughed.

Feeling that the robe was smashed twice, Nan Hongzi looked down and saw that the fire in the stone looked up at his head and looked serious.

"Well?" The apprentice’s fire has been raised for a long time. It’s like dragging a child at the foot and selling it. Nan Hongzi’s thoughts on running away, if it’s not his sacred bones, the appearance is extraordinary, in the human world. It was turned over by the people as an adult trafficker.

But now, it’s not much better.

Fairy people rarely raise children, and occasionally such a person, simply squinting, everyone must look.

The stone fire also hates being looked at by the immortals, and usually likes to drill under the clothes of Nanhongzi or Chenhe.

Chen He’s robes that smashed the spirit of Bi’s spirit, and the long swaying to the ground, the fat pier can easily go in without any trouble, but on the side of Nan Hongzi, he was stubborn, and he could cover his head and could not cover his feet.

Even if you kneel down, the little belly and the fat arm pop up again.

White, round.

This is a fire, it is a white mushroom growing on the feet.

Now, the fat head sticks out of his head and runs to the edge of the leaf-shaped fairy, pointing to the front as if to call them to see what.

The real people of Luobo inexplicably looked in the direction.

I didn’t see anything, I only felt that the aura became rich, and it was easier for the injured Luobo real person.

"It's fog."

Nan Hongzi stares into the sky.

The thick white mist filled the sky behind the sky, and from a distance, it would be ignored if you don't pay attention.

"Master, is angry." Shi Zhonghuo said in a word.

"Kunlun?" Nan Hongzi once again identified the direction.

The fat head is heavy: "Go to the owner."

When Nan Hongzi heard it, he suddenly felt the problem was tricky. Chen He is already a god, and what makes him feel struggling is not the crisis of Kunlun? He couldn't think of the North Kunming Tianzun Yang Xinyue and Chen Wo's Kunlun.

"You go first." Nan Hongzi shot the fire arm in the stone.

To his surprise, the stone fire did not turn into a flame and quickly ran over, but said with a tangled face: "No, I will add chaos to my master when I go."

Nan Hongzi suddenly stunned, and soon he blurted out:

"Tianhe?"

The nose of the fire in the stone wrinkled and nodded bitterly.

Luo Bo real people have not had time to understand that the broken leaf implements under the feet like a gust of wind rushed past the general front, he almost slammed out and was caught by the four-faced barrier of the riser.

Both of them are anxious, but they are useless, and there is still a long way to go from Kunlun.

No way, the fairy world is too big.

"Let me drive the instrument." Luo Bo was suspected of being a poor apprentice, and the instrument flew slow.

"You have this point in your life, don't squander."

Nan Hongzi refused this proposal. Luo Bo was full of heart and heart. He wanted to say something. Suddenly he felt that the instrument was so fast that he was even faster than he was before he was injured. He suddenly became stunned.

"You, you... what is this magic weapon?"

Looking down, I don’t think it’s a broken leaf. There is no such thing as a strange thing.

Is it difficult for Nan Hongzi to be good at escape? Have you practiced a way to make Xuanxian drive the tactics faster than Luo Tianshang? If there is such a way, the whole fairyland must break its head.

"I have never let you see the apprentice from the cracks, you will not listen."

When Nan Hongzi said this, it was as if this "apprentice" was not him. He was just a passer-by who could not see the past.

Luo Bozhen::...

"I didn't pay attention to one, and the apprentices were all respected. This is a good lesson. You still don't take lessons."

"Nonsense, what is the car before you, you are all younger generations" Luo Bo is really popular, is there such a word?

After he finished, he felt a little bit happy and didn't continue to ask. Anyway, this apprentice has never been in control. He simply went with him.

Before they reached Kunlun, they encountered a small stunned escape.

"It is Nan Xian Tian Zun to attack Kunlun."

"The fairy palace seems to have also been attacked."

These messages only made Luo Bo's heart sinking, and flew for a while. The immortals who met on the face met him and panicked him.

"The Tianhe accident has caused the river to crush the palace."

These immortals are scattered in the mountains near Kunlun, and they can escape. Obviously, they have not seen the ins and outs of things. They are so eager to talk about them, and they are even more reluctant to talk more. They must rush to leave.

Looking at the dense fog that thickened in front of him, Nan Hongzi urged the implement and directly plunged it in.

The sound of waterfalls is flowing and roaring.

The aura filled the face of the fairy, and it was impossible to call the real element. The meridians were inflated and the spirits were shaken.

This kind of deep trapped in the mud, the aura of inability to move can be the source of the fairy world, but in this world, anything is more, and it is flooding, it is a disaster.

The instrument flew slowly, and did not listen to the fall of the call, but also watched the defensive fairy a little down, and finally buckled to the ground, and was deformed and cracked by the aura.

Under the two gods, of course, there are people who are born in the fairy world. They stand in the same place, but they are completely unaffected.

"You didn't use Lingshi?" A struggling immortal asked the seemingly incompetent companion.

"I used it"

The faint excuse was useless and was immediately drowned in the angry screams of the film.

"Did you know that you have long intentionally? Do you want to use Tianhe Lingshi?"

"Yuan Cheng Tian Zun has said that to kill us, these rising immortals, leave the fairy world to them"

This kind of disagreement that existed in the original fairyland was suddenly magnified infinitely, especially when watching one and another immortal defensive **** burst and being caught in the river, after the extremely fast spirits disappeared, the fear turned into anger, and the desire was mad. .

On the top of Kunlun, the entire fairy palace is beyond recognition.

The immortals continued to retreat and gradually gathered together. The corridors and the pavilions were abandoned. The area of ​​the fairy palace was shrinking, and the North Xuan Tianzun used this to reduce consumption.

Then this gorgeous fairy palace soon became a broken wall wreck, and the pieces collapsed and gradually destroyed, and the river was washed away.

Han Songxian was very scarred, but he was crushed in the river, and it was difficult to protect himself.

Qinghe Xianjun has no thoughts on these things. He struggles and tries to use his mind to hear the intermittent voice:

"Sovereign, Tianzun...Don't care about this, flee"

Ginger can't hear a word at the beginning.

His eyes are slightly closed, and the breath and the remaining fairy palace are integrated into one. The soul is attached to the ice and breaks through the turbulent water flow, penetrates the aura, and turns the power of this destruction into nothing.

Even if there is a falling ice, it will soon spread from other places.

Yang Xinyue looked back at the panicked and uneasy people.

The things in the world are such coincidences. The place where they finally retreat turned out to be the temple painted with the portrait of the Qing Dynasty. This is the subconscious choice of Bei Xuantian, and will never let it be destroyed.

On the murals, the immortal immortals, some of whom had sheltered many sects in the realm of cultivating 10,000 years ago, accepted the books they left, and promised those who were about to fall into the door of the slain.

The North Xuan faction became the hope of the re-emergence of the comprehension, but finally

The more serious kindness will fade with the passage of time. If Bei Xuantian is dead, this maintenance today will also be as soft as a piece of paper in the distant future.

"What is your desire?"

This sentence does not have much emotional questioning, let Yang Xinyue return to God.

He was surprised to see the release coming from here, and smiled slyly: "Jiang Chu believes that Chen He can see me, Chen Wo goes to Tianhe and goes to the heart. He is so worried that he seems to be counting on you. ?"

There is no contempt in Yang Xinyue's tone, but there is a kind of arrogance that can't be swayed.

Just like when he was in the South China Sea a thousand years ago, he opened his mouth as the "primary of the North Xuan School."

The patriarch of Nanhezong, once the celestial **** Tianzun, no matter which identity, raised his temperament. Even if you just curiously ask a few words, it sounds like irony.

"No matter who wins or loses in the fairy world, there is no influence on Yang Zongzhu."

Yang Xinyue laughed: "I can't say that, I know the change of the fairy world. Is it a new trap that Yuan Cheng has set for me?"

"It turns out that Yang Zongzhu’s inaction is actually fearful?"

"What is wrong with the random response?"

"Do you even care about your own loyal doormen?"

"The Qinghe will not die here, he has no use of Lingshi."

Yang Xinyue turned to the front and took it to Nan Xian Tian Zun: "This one wants to pay a price, remove his own rival, now the cost is more than imagined, you said he will be willing to give up the original idea?"

As long as the North Xuan Tianzun died, Nan Xian Tian Zun turned his head to call the surviving immortals, through the hearts of the masses, and the Yuan Cheng Tian Zun two cents.

"If Jiang was dead, it would be good for you..."

Yang Xinyue took a look at the release and found that the latter had no intention of moving. He couldn’t help but think that the brothers and sisters were pretending to be too good, or really didn’t care about them.

It is no problem to explain that Chen He has no ambitions, and the whole fairyland does not believe.

"Yang Zongzhu still stays here, don't have anything to make me misunderstand."

Interpretation is an understatement, Yang Xinyue only feels funny: "you"

He only said one word and suddenly stopped.

Yang Xinyue felt that he could go to the fairy palace at random. He couldn’t even see the aura. There was no restriction on the law around him, and he did not find anything to do. It was the place where he lived, and suddenly became narrow and narrow. .