Spirit Hunters of Maoshan Sect

The priest who went up the mountain was a real man in the mountains and rivers. The place on the top of the mountain was originally his own repair house, but now he is not qualified to go up, because now the meditation of the top of the mountain is the ancestors of the ancestors.

The real people of Shanhe did not dare to go, and they fell away from the distance.

After a half-column time, Li Haoran opened his eyes, and all the purple, petal-like auras gathered around the left hand until they were completely inhaled. Li Haoran raised his hand, turned his wrist, felt the change of the wrist, was satisfied, and then asked without asking: "What?"

The real person of Shanhe stunned and said: "The founder of the ancestors, today someone came to see the ancestors."

"Oh." Li Haoran said: "Is it not ordinary?"

Since the spread of Fa Tiao, people who have been in the magical field have come to inquire about the news recently. After learning that there is a mysterious powerhouse in Taohua Mountain, they have challenged.

For his own purposes, Li Haoran did not refuse to come and fight all those so-called strong people. This matter, Shanhe real people and the martial art are very cool. After all, Taohuashan itself is just a small martial art. This time Li Haoran was sitting in the town, and it was also a chance for Taohuashan to be famous. The real people of Shanhe really listened to Li Haoran and carefully waited for the ancestor.

"Back to the founder, this time, the people who came here are extraordinary..."

"The six sectarians?"

The mountain river shook his head.

Li Haoran said: "If it is not, what is it worth to panic?"

Shanhe is a human being: "Zu Shi, although this person is not the six sectarians, the limelight has even overshadowed them. The one who came today is a bad man of the guild guild, and the great disciple of Xingyue slave, Peng Peng, The magical world is also a one-of-a-kind person. Even the masters of several major sects must give him a few points. His character is mad. Today, he has indicated that he wants to fight against his ancestors, and he does not know the ancestors..."

"He has already arrived." Li Haoran looked at the mountain road. There was a purple bamboo forest at the turn. The real people of the mountain river turned their heads and looked at it. Nothing was seen.

A burst of bamboo leaves, a person pulled out the bamboo and walked out.

It is a slender black-faced man, striding a meteor, and his mouth is slightly tilted, with a hint of arrogance in his look, and he looks like a mad man.

The real people in the mountains and rivers were a bit uncomfortable. They got up and said, "Master Peng Peng, this mountaintop is a forbidden place for my door. If you are so arrogant, it seems that it is not right."

"Offended, the poor road waited for a long time, can't wait to see the high man in your door." Yan Peng went straight, did not look at the real people of the mountains and rivers, went directly to him, and arched Li Haoran, saying: " I don't know what the high man calls?"

Li Haoran slowly walked out of the pavilion and did not answer. He said: "I heard that your spell guild recently took over the human world of spells?"

"Don't dare, just the chaos in the world, the spell guild came to lead you, and correct the chaos." Peng Peng replied, with a hint of arrogance and pride in his tone.

Li Haoran said: "The world of magic has been around for thousands of years. It has not been extinct. When do you need your spell guild to intervene?"

Xiaopeng smiled twice: "That's just that there is no talent in the world, otherwise how can we turn our spell guild?"

See Li Haoran without saying, and said: "Hello is the person of Taohuashan?"

"I used to be in the world." Li Haoran said that he had no words, and immediately asked: "I heard that the six sons of Xingyue slaves are very strong. Are you one of them?"

"The poor road is exactly." Xiaopeng smiled. "I am coming to Taohuashan today, but I want to learn the human magic of my predecessors."

"You are not qualified." Li Haoran said faintly.

Yan Peng’s face changed and said: “Is the seniors looking down on my spell guild?”

When the mountains and rivers are heard, some of them are tight. Nowadays, even if they are the six major sects, they don’t dare to offend the spell guild. Kunpeng is the red man of the spell guild...

Li Haoran slowly walked over and said: "In Xuanyuan's family, talents come forth, but you are not."

Xiaopeng snorted: "Listen to the predecessor's tone, it seems to know us very well."

Li Haoran raised a hand, purple light appeared, surrounded by the fingertips, said: "I used to travel with my master too imaginary, open the altar to preach, Xuanyuan clan all obey, even if your master Xingyue slave, is just a younger generation, What are you counting?"

Yan Peng's face changed greatly, and the cold and cold road: "The seniors have blown up the cowhide. However, since the predecessors are so high, there are actually masters. It is only a slave. It is not a master of the predecessors."

Li Haoran said: "My Lord is where Tiandi Avenue is."

Laozi is the ancestor of Sanqing, and he can be a slave to him. It is something that all the people in the world can't hope for. Li Haoran was too lazy to say to him more, he bounced his fingers, and a few purple air flew out, forming a "well" in the air, and hit Peng Peng.

Zhai Peng didn't think that he said that he would fight, and then he took a half step back, hand-printed, chanting a spell, flying dozens of charms in his sleeves, forming a pattern in the air, trying to block the purple gas.

The result was only blocked for almost an instant, and it was shot down by the purple gas and continued to fly towards him.

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A tweet, flying from the top of Kun Peng, countless auras, formed a shape of a peacock in the sky, flew toward Li Haoran.

"Peacock Ming Wang..." Shanhe real people screamed, but did not expect this 鲲鹏祖师 or Taoist double repair.

Li Haoran bullied himself, and a hand drew a few strokes in the air, forming a different kind of "door" word, which appeared in the palm of his hand. He hit the ape-like peacock, and Peng Peng also made a score of twelve. Mana, manipulating the shape of the peacock, and hitting the rune of the real hand of the mountain river.

A loud bang of "Boom."

The real people of Shanhe were swept by the aftermath, and they were hurriedly blocked by luck. When the aftermath was over, the eyes were fixed. Li Haoran put a hand on the top of the head of Kunpeng, and the palm of his hand was faint.

When Peng Peng looked awkward, he didn't seem to understand what happened. He was flying around like a peacock's feathers. It was the peacock king who was summoned by his aura...

"The peacock Ming Wang Fa is unfathomable, but you only learned the fur." ​​Li Haoran's voice is very cold.

This time, Peng Peng understood what happened, and his face was flushed, but he didn't dare to move. Otherwise, as long as Li Haoran's hand was lightly pressed, he would destroy the gods.

"The means of the predecessors, the poor road taught..." Kuang Peng was forced to say such a word for mercy.

"When are you afraid to kill you?"

Kuang Peng stunned and said: "The predecessors killed me, but they sinned against the spell guild..."