Sovereign to Immortality

The Xizhou Xinggong Shajun Star Field is in a desert somewhere, and it is being covered by a sandstorm that covers a dozen miles.

However, when I was close to the sandstorm, I realized that there were not only violent winds and angers in the sandstorm, but also the sound of gold and iron roaring. Some people even shouted loudly, and even some Xu Lingguang flashed from the sandstorm from time to time. And passed away.

Suddenly, a deafening loud noise came from the center of the sandstorm, followed by the huge sandstorm suddenly torn from it, and the distance between them was farther and farther away, and the dust of the sky began to calm down.

The line of sight over the desert began to become clear, and two figures separated by hundreds of feet began to emerge.

Zhang Yuming looked at this in front of Yang Junshan, but he was a younger and more delicate teenager. He had no guilty from the bottom of his heart: "Hey, Yang Junshan, this is not an old friend of the year." In the eyes, I actually sent my grandson to chase Zhang."

Yang Lizhen is very serious and said: "Zhang's predecessors are afraid of misunderstanding. The younger generation came here, not by the grandfather's dispatch. The predecessors were only the target of the father's choice for the younger generation."

Zhang Yuming’s days have not been better, and his cultivation has been stuck in Huangting’s inability to step into the fairy tales, making his appearance bigger and bigger. Now he looks like a lot of dust and dust, just like a Middle-aged monks in general.

Suddenly heard the words of Yang Lizhen, Rao is Zhang Yuming who has seen the warmth and warmth in the practice world in the past years, but he also has a flushed face, and a **** squirt from the mouth.

"Good, good, good!"

Zhang Yuming was so angry that he pointed to Yang Lijun’s fingers and shivered: "The erect, Enron is so insulting me!"

After all, Zhang Yuming sacrificed the four treasures of the magic weapon to the top of Yang Lijun’s head, but when he flew over the sky above his head, he suddenly split into four and fell to Yang Lizhen.

At the same time, in the position where the four yuan cards came, the ground was raging and there was a zombie body shape rising from it, but it happened to surround Yang Lijun in the center.

Yang Lizhen looked indifferent. Although he learned a little about the people in front of his eyes from his father's mouth, he honestly said that he was not too concerned, even though his father had repeatedly said that this person could once be the same as his grandfather, but more At the time, Yang Lizhen only saw it as a joke.

In Yang Lizhen’s view, the whole Zhou Tianxing world, but whoever is compared with his grandfather is a joke!

"Boy, isn't the adult of your family telling you about the ‘four yuan seals’ of the old man’s Zhang?”

Zhang Yuming screamed, and the four squadrons of the squadron also launched a siege to Yang Lizhen at the same time. Together with Zhang Yuming himself, it was a five-on-one situation.

However, in the moment when Zhang Yuming’s “Four Yuan Sealing Technique” was launched, Yang Lizhen had already responded. A huge six-day fox was raised from behind him, and six foxtails covered the day. , sweeping away to Zhang Yuming and his mentoring.

The two men fought again, but Zhang Yiming, who was fully shot at this time, clearly had the upper hand.

Although Zhang Yuming has been doing nothing in these years, he has put a lot of time on the magical powers of magical powers and magic weapons. His combat power has increased more than before, and the means have become more and more old. Reaching the peak of Huang Tingjing, this sudden shot, but firmly pressed Yang Lizhen to the bottom.

Yang Lizhen was obviously taken aback. He knew something about the details of the "four yuan seals", but when he really played, he knew the difficulties of the people in front of him.

However, although Yang Lizhen was surprised but not flustered, his cultivation was not weaker than Zhang Yuming. It was not easy for the other party to win. Yang Lizhen was gradually familiar with the opponent's means while waiting for the portal. Prepare to fight back.

How can Zhang Yuming be so hot, how can he not see Yang Lijun’s plan, and then ridiculed: "Little bastard, I heard that the blood of the demon fox on your body can make you look like any magical power that you see. Now this magical power of Zhang is in front of you. It is to imitate one to see Zhang!"

When Yang Yuyu and Yang Liqi and his sons joined forces, the chief disciples of the four major sects in overseas wars were counted as the fame of their father and son, and after that one war, Yang Lizhen, the grandson of Junshan Xianzun, was the fox. The blood is also known, and Zhang Yuming knows that it is not unexpected.

Zhang Yuming’s "Four Yuan Sealing Spirit" supernatural powers, the main body lies in the four spirits of the robbery, and is quite different from other Taoist magical powers. Yang Lijun’s blood magical power can imitate other magical powers, but not necessarily It is possible to create four seals out of thin air.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Yuming’s voice just fell, but Yang Lizhen made a sneer: "If so, so wish!"

When Zhang Yuming glanced, he saw four foxtails that were originally resisting the four seals, suddenly blasting in the air. When the glory was gone, each had the same body as the battle, and turned toward The respective opponents rushed over.

At the same time, the two foxtails that were fighting against Zhang Yuming’s frontal impact were also merged into one, followed by a cohesive person who was exactly the same as Zhang Yuming, who also rushed toward him and made a shot. It is the magical means that Zhang Yuming just used.

"Phantom, not worth mentioning!"

Zhang Yuming snorted and swept away to the person who was rushing in front of him.

The blood of the fox is equally proficient in illusion!

However, at this time, the rushing to his figure was awkward, but there was a hint of irony.

Zhang Yuming’s heart was shocked. He had already noticed that the illusion was not swept away by him. Instead, the killing of the face made him feel a chill in his heart.

This illusion can kill!

Zhang Yuming did not want to immediately retreat backwards, but the illusion was like a shadow, and the performance of the singer could be exactly the same.

"Hey!"

Zhang Yuming's hands and knots rushed to the illusion that rushed over.

However, the illusion that rushed over was also printed with both hands, and it was displayed "Oh, heaven!"

The two gods rushed into the air and collided with each other. The potential was soaring, and the desert under the feet was like a dragon rolling.

This illusion has such power, Zhang Yuming secretly shocked.

"Oh--"

A cracking sound came, and the illusion was still not as good as the real body. It was broken by Zhang Yuming.

However, Zhang Yuming did not like to be shocked, because when the opposite illusion was shattered, Yang Lizhen did not know when he had come to him, and holding an ancient mirror just shook his face.

A purple mang shot from the mirror, and went straight to Zhang Yuming with lightning speed.

At the beginning of the millennium, Zhang Yuming only had time to push forward with both hands, and displayed the "solid if the golden soup", the body really poured out, condensed into a piece of golden awn shield in front of him.

However, how can a group of magical magical powers in the district block the long-awaited blow of Yang Lizhen.

The Jinman shield was pierced in the moment of contact with Zimang, and Zhang Yuming was too late to dodge. He could only watch the purple mans that was slightly weakened and fell into his body.

"Purple gas is coming!"

Zhang Yuming screamed, and at the moment when Zimang entered the body, he had already recognized the magical power of the other side. Because the body was lost, the whole person was weakened and no other magical powers could be done. He can even clearly perceive that he is getting aging.

"You forced me!"

Yang Lizhen still waited for Yu Sheng to pursue, but suddenly heard Zhang Yuming's loud noise, his heart suddenly tightened, immediately slowed down the pace of pursuit, while the ancient mirror in his hand, blocked in the chest.

However, Zhang Yuming, who had just put aside his words, did not have the signs of desperation. Instead, he turned and fell into the wilderness and fled.

Yang Lizhen, who is well-informed, still has to display "pointing to the ground to become a steel" to block, but he was killed by the people behind him, and Yang Lizhen immediately learned that Zhang Lingming’s Feng Ling smashed the illusion and rushed over for him.

"You count fast!"

Yang Lizhen knows that he has not been able to catch up with Zhang Yuming. He simply turns around and shakes the ancient mirror in his hand. In the mirror, there are suddenly a few foxtails that are condensed in the blue and gold, and a roll will rush. The first two seals are stunned.

At this moment, it seems that because Zhang Yuming had already escaped from danger, the two shackles in the back were swaying in a different shape, and they fled in different directions, and they were able to escape and then stretched out. Foxtail.

Yang Lizhen did not chase after seeing it, but once again shaken the mirror in his hand, and the rest of the foxtails were retracted, and they were entangled in the different parts of the two squats, and the more they entangled, until two The sturdy body was broken into several pieces.

As the foxtail was retracted, the ancient mirror of Yang Lizhen was restored to its original state of simplicity.

Vientiane Baojing, this is one of the three treasures that Yang Huaxianzun grabbed from the town's immortal monument when he was pushed to the town's monument in Xiangong.

Among the three treasures, one of the medium-sized Taoist Guardian Shields has been merged with Yang Yuyu's mystery and the sacred magic weapon, and then nourished by the mysterious yellow source in the process of the chemical world. Now it has succeeded in advanced as the upper quality ware. .

The second treasure is the inheritance of the Taoist gods, and it has also been refining Yang Yuyu as a sacred magical power.

Although the Vientiane Baojing and the previous Yutiandun general grades are the middlewares, this magic weapon is not applicable to most Yangjia monks. It is only after Yang Lizhen’s rise and awakening the blood of Tianhu. This treasure is really suitable for him.

I saw Yang Lizhen put the mirror of Vientiane upside down, the other hand on the mirror, the original gray mirror suddenly brightened, a little purple awning slightly on the top, but roughly pointed to a certain direction.

"Hey, this time I see where you are going, how can you solve the problem of Xiaomeng's humour?"