Sovereign to Immortality

The Xuanzang monk estimated the mistakes, and the mountain Jun took the opportunity to fall. Yang Junshan seemed to have seen the scene in which the Xuanyuan monk in front of him was accidentally wounded by himself.

However, before Yang Junshan took advantage of himself to hurt the scene of Xuan Zang's monks, the scene that happened in front of him was to make Yang Junshan horrified.

But I saw that the Xuan Zangjing monk did not break the sword of the snake, but he was able to make a hand to see the mountain monk fell from the top of his head, but was hardened by the Xuan Zang monk with one hand. The life is in the air.

This, this is Zhong Ding Ling Shu, is the top-ranking supernatural power among the three thousand spirits!

Yang Junshan was horrified in his heart, his hands were still subconsciously sealed, and the real yuan in the body poured out like the water of the broken embankment. After a while, there was a meteor that cut through the sky and fell straight to the place where the Xuanzang monk was.

He did not notice that although the Xuan Zangjing monk held the mountain monarch with one hand, the person’s own face was white, and although this person was repaired far beyond Yang Junshan, he could not display magical powers. Without the help of the spirits, it is not necessarily easy to see the mountains and the monarchs with their own true elements.

Seeing that Yang Junshan means a ring, the Xuanzhao monk even has confidence in himself, and he is not willing to be seized by Yang Junshan again and again, only to hear him scream, a huge The mace flew out of his head, and when the flying stones of the sky fell, they were smashed by the mace.

The mace quickly broke the flying stone spirit, and then another stick hit the mountain monarch. Although Yang Junshan was not aware of the bad moment when the flying stone was broken, he tried to control the mountain. Dodging, but still can not completely hide the past.

Although the quality of Shan Junyi is excellent, it can't be a real spiritual weapon in the end, but the mace is a real middle-class spirit. Although it is not compacted, it also makes Yang Junshan feel upset. The real thing in the body is surging, and it is almost damaged.

When the Xuan Zangjing monk sacrificed his own spiritual device, the situation turned over and the monk was unreasonable. The whole body was surging, and the snake twisted on him was tightened again. At the same time, the mace on the mace Barbs and hooks, under the force of the snake, the twists and twists are entangled in three thousand years of ice silk may not be able to withstand.

Yang Junshan also looked at the other things, and hurriedly sacrificed the previously damaged spirits to the mountain knives, and used the magical power of the broken mountain spirits to control the face of the monks.

The Xuan Zangjing monk was only an understatement. He generally waved the mace, and the screaming screams suddenly screamed and flew to dozens of feet.

Despite this, without the help of the mace, Yang Junshan finally recovered the snake in time, but the mountain knife was once again hit by the mace. The original Yang Junshan thought that it would be included in Dantian. The mid-pregnancy can be restored for a period of time. At this time, looking at the gap in the blade, it is only necessary to find a refiner to repair it.

However, this time is not the time to think about these, Yang Junshan finally recovered the snake twist, and the Xuanyuan monk who lost the last layer of elbows can also fully exert the previously restricted strength, facing the prosperous Xuanzao Monk, Yang Junshan can only choose to escape.

The reason why Yang Junshan chose to take risks with Xuan Zangjing monks was because of this piece of frozen soil at his feet.

This is a very rare ground that has not been inundated by ice and snow on the polar north ice sheet, or it may have been blown away by the snow that was originally covered by the violent wind on the ice sheet. In short, when Yang Junshan saw this. When he was on a bare ground, he began to think freely about the thoughts of the Xuanyuan monks.

The absolute strength shown by Xuan Zangjing’s monks also made Yang Junshan feel guilty. This is still the case when the other party is underestimated and Yang Junshan himself has unexpectedly seized the opportunity. Now the other party’s intention is to shun the enemy’s intentions. Yang Junshan can’t take it anymore. Big, the whole person sank into the ground under his feet.

"Spiritual surgery?"

Xuan Zangjing monks gave a slight glimpse, and even sneered: "This is the northern icefield, the frozen soil layer is not as deep as tens of hundreds of feet, even if there is such a wonderful technique, how far can it run?"

After all, Xuan Zangjing’s hands were slightly lifted, and the whole person suddenly ascended to the sky, and in an instant he had reached a height of more than a hundred feet.

The high altitude of the ice sheet is often filled with squally winds and clouds. The eyes of the monk are as much as a few dozen feet or even ten feet. However, this person is suddenly flying high and suddenly blinking two eyes. The cold light, this light is like a sharp blade usually shot three feet away, and the clouds and white fog that obstruct the line of sight are also dissipated as the direction of his eyes disappears at this moment, the scene within the range of six or seven miles above the ice sheet. Actually in the eyes.

Yang Junshan’s face is pale, and the appearance of a real yuan is from the ice of a place six miles away. If he is ordinary, he will be able to at least five or sixty miles away. Under the frozen ground, the ice-cold freezing power contained in it greatly hindered his escape distance, and when he was preparing to drill out from the ground, he was blocked by the thick ice on the ground. It is only after breaking the ice layer that it jumps out from the inside, and the real element consumed during the period is at least two or three times that after the usual practice.

Yang Junshan sighed a sigh of relief. Anyway, this distance was temporarily removed from the pursuit of Xuan Zangjing monks. Regardless of whether the distance is still out of danger, Yang Junshan still needs to leave as soon as possible to avoid extra-budgets. With a breath of blood spit, he drove the shuttle in a direction and still went to the depths of the ice.

However, the good times did not last long. Yang Junshan flew for about an hour, and it was faintly found that he seemed to be followed by people from behind, and the familiar atmosphere that he felt was actually the Xuanyuan monk. The distance has been shortened to three miles.

How could it be that this person happened to pick the direction he fled?

Yang Junshan can not be afraid of luck, immediately speed up the speed of flight, and the familiar atmosphere behind him also speeds up, closely chasing behind him, the two sides once again formed the previous situation, and between each other The distance is slowly getting closer.

Finally, when he found a bare ground again, Yang Junshan simply stopped to wait for the Xuanjing monk.

The sudden movement of Yang Junshan obviously made the tracking of the breath behind him somewhat strange, but soon the person chased it up and appeared in the distant snow.

Seeing the bare ground at the foot of Yang Junshan, Xuan Zangjing’s sneer sneer, can’t he still give him a second chance to escape?

"Does the Lord want to keep these coins in the end?"

The Xuan Zangjing monk blinked and seemed to be indulging in something. After a moment of silence, Shen Sheng said: "Leave all the coins, you can leave."

In this case, Yang Junshan can only sneer at it. The cultivation industry has always been scribbling and not leaving roots. If you really let go of the marrow, you can leave. Is it waiting for Yang Junshan to rehabilitate in the future?

What's more, even if the Xuanyuan monk really said the truth, Yang Junshan could not really give up the hundred real coins in his hands.

"That's a fight!"

Yang Junshan has not hesitated to hit the mountain knives several times, pointing to the Xuanyuan monk, and his body is ready to go.

"Just by you? This time you don't want to escape again!"

Although Xuan Zangjing is amazed by Yang Junshan's decision, he still believes that everything is under control. This time, when he is prepared, even if Yang Junshan is once again showing his skill, he will not succeed.

The mysterious monk of Xuanzang was the first to take the shot. This time he had to seize the opportunity. Zhong Ding Ling was so powerful that Shen Tong had a wide range of influences and even interrupted the performance of Yang Junshan.

However, Yang Junshan is still calm and terrible. He is still concentrating on his own momentum in the face of the mace that is about to come.

At this time, the other party still had no means to deal with it. Xuan Zangjing’s monk suddenly reacted. Although his heart was amazed, he even had a trace of incredibleness. However, he still had a bad voice and hurriedly flew toward Yang Junshan.

However, this time he was a step late because he once again miscalculated the strength of Yang Junshan!

Shan Junyi took the thunder and the shackles, and the slashing knife in the hands of Yang Junshan was just a scorpion!

The ground is shaking, the ice is breaking, the whole world seems to be flipping, the blizzard is blowing indiscriminately, and the huge ice layer is followed by the general, from different directions toward the Xuanzang monks.

The magical magical powers, this seemingly a young and disciple of the great disciples of the disciples, actually practiced the magical magic!

The earth moves and shakes the mountain. Although the power of the magical power has decreased due to the obstruction of the ice layer, the magical power of the magical power is still a magical power. Even the Xuanyuan monk, at the beginning, tries to interrupt the magical power. In the case of exertion and no results, in the face of the outbreak of the magical magical powers, they have to choose to protect themselves.

The layer of ice was broken by the mace, and an iceberg was almost piled up at the foot of the Xuanzang monk. This person actually resisted the magical power of the mountain without the use of magical power. Down, even in the case of breaking the last layer of ice, there is still room to control the mace to the ground where Yang Junshan stood.

There was a loud bang, and the ground was a violent sway. The iceberg that had just been piled up suddenly collapsed. The stag of the mace, despite the frozen soil formed by thousands of years or even more, could still form. Large-scale collapse.

However, when everything calms down, Xuan Zang is a gloomy face. The place where Yang Junshan was previously is already empty.

A few miles away, Yang Junshan climbed out from under the ice, and his face was flushed with red blood. Then a piece of blood was sprayed on the ice.