Stealing The Heavens

The 337th chapter hits the river

The sword came to the head and was cold. The flying sword of the Weihe Immortal is a good quality fairy. The color is red, but the cold is faint. There is a faint dragon in the sword light. The dragon in the sword is obviously a dragon soul. .

Don't greet it without showing weakness, the left wrist trembled, three pieces of dragon scales glared out, ‘Dangdang’ hit the fairy sword of the Weihe Immortal. Feijian is known for its sharpness and does not win by weight. Every piece of dragon scales is not worth 100,000 kilograms, and it is even more sharp. It is driven by the force of the earth core and the speed is extremely fast.

Three loud bangs, the dragon scales flew back, not to feel the power of a huge anti-shock, his heart was hot, a blood spurted out.

The Luohe immortal is also a scream of horror, his body trembled three times in a row, Jianguang was swayed by the heavy dragon-like golden light, and he went out of his nose. Sliding down, but he was quickly wiped clean with his sleeves.

Qingzhangxian Weng Le danced and laughed, and he pointed at the Luohe fairy. He laughed and said: "Luohe, Luohe, you are a fairy, but I was shocked by my son Sun. Actually, my son Sun Zhen had a nosebleed. If this is passed out, are you hanging or wiping your neck or eating poison or jumping in the river? If you don’t do it yourself, do you still have a face in the pro-world?"

The Luohe immortal looked at him, and suddenly a blood spurt out.

Was not caught in the use of the glutinous dragon scale shield, and did not expect to have such a different treasure with the Luohe immortal people actually ate a small loss. Congenital glutinous soil is extremely heavy and the nature is the most condensed. However, it was spurred by the beggars to hit the sword light. The spirits in the flying swords were subjected to severe shocks. Therefore, the people of the Weihe River were not light and heavy. Point effect, a drop of blood in the nose.

This injury really doesn't matter, but the word of the green cane fairy is heart-wrenching!

Tang Tian Xian, was injured by a kid who was repaired by Yuan Yingfeng, and even more terrible, this kid is still the grandson of the green sage!

The screaming screaming, the singularly vomiting blood of the Weihe immortal suddenly stepped forward, squirting a large piece of reddish chills around the body, carrying the sinister evil light toward the shackles. He screamed: "Kid, I want to smash you up, smash your corpse, and take your soul, so that you can not mourn for the day and night."

The blue-handed fairy stalked in front of the Luohe immortal. He laughed and said: "I want to move Laozi’s grandson? I haven’t died yet!”

In the hands of the wooden sticks, the blue light is dazzling, and the green stalks are lost. The wooden stick suddenly turns into a blue-green straight flight. In the blink of an eye, a large tree with a large number of branches and hundreds of people gathers in the air. As the blue-and-white singer whispered, the branches of this big tree swayed, and suddenly the blades of sharp, knife-like blades swayed from the branches, and the heavy stalks of the people of the Weihe River.

The wooden leaves are like a knife, and the knife wind tears the air, bringing the 嗤嗤 脆 脆 。. Every piece of cyan wood leaves has a rune flashing. Don't look at the eyesight clearly. This rune is precisely the 'Front Mark' in the immortal. With this blessing, the wood leaves are made of Aoki Reiki. Condensed illusion, but the sharpness of the leaves is enough compared to the general weapon.

Looking at the falling leaves of the wood, the people of the Weihe River couldn't help but start, and he roared, and the flying sword flew again, turning into a long rainbow to the sky.

Don't shake your head and shake your head. The heights of the Weihe immortal and the green cane can be seen. The green scorpion fairy sings the magical illusion, this is the great means of the fairy magic. The sacred people of the Weihe River rely on a sword to meet the enemy. The level of his sword is the level of the Yuan Ying dynasty. The cultivation is done, but his accomplishments in the magical technique are really very bad.

Sure enough, Jianguang only blocked most of the wood leaves, and the green leaves and swords light collided, and the sound of blasting and screaming sounded, the sword light shivered, and the sky was filled with the cyan light spots that turned into green leaves. The other small half-wood leaves are whistling and whistling, with the chilly wind blowing straight into the river.

The people of the Weihe River raised their heads and gnawed their teeth: "Green wood, you only have this means!"

With a cold scream, the red light flashed in the eyes of the people in the river, and a handkerchief embroidered with the water of the gossip emerged from the top of his head, releasing a large cloud of light wrapped around him. The road is as clear as the flowing water, and there are countless Xiaqi rising. The wooden leaves fall on the clouds, often only two or three inches deep into the clouds, and they are smashed by the flowing clouds.

The smug laughter, the Luohe fairy said arrogantly: "This is the sacred treasure of the celestial scorpion that was just received last month. The green wood, before the celestial is still afraid of you three points, but with this Protecting the body of Xianbao, I see how you endure this fairy?"

Don't look at the arrogant Weihe immortal, sneaking out a white fairy.

Xianfu has not yet shot, and Jiang Yun’s ancestors have already sneaked a sneak peek at a white symbol: “Your power is not enough. This is a masterpiece that was carefully crafted with many precious materials this year. The character is made by the teacher and your two teachers. The power is at least three times larger than that one. Use this to give him a good look!"

Jiang Yun's ancestors turned their heads with a wicked smile. Don't laugh and take the fairy charm, and slowly stepped forward.

Long laugh, don't scream and scream: "Wuhe Xianren, are you not holding a Xianbao bodyguard? You are not allowed to be a master of my ancestors, you are not your uncle, I can pick you up!" Look at your grandfather fairy!"

Hand sway, a real yuan into the fairy, do not force all the power of the fairy.

The immortality created by Jiang Yun’s ancestors and Qingxia Xianren and Baiwu Xianren suddenly turned into a cluster of water-sized fairy light, and numerous small clouds of light shone from the fairy light and turned into a mess. The clouds rushed out. ‘哧啦’ a loud noise, countless clouds and the cloud light of the Weihe Immortal body collided together, Yunguangpa immediately smashed a large smash, apparently received a great impact.

The people of Caohe Xian were so angry that he screamed: "Are you all dead? People fight with disciples, what about you?"

In the dozens of Yuanshen realm behind the Weihe Immortal, the monks in the Yuan Ying realm suddenly realized that they wanted to shoot, but Jiang Yun’s ancestors silently went forward, and a Xianwei released, suddenly the number of people behind the river The ten monks were all in the same place, and no one could move any more.

The match between Tianxian and the other party has an absolute fairy tale, which occupies an absolute strategic advantage. Jiang Yun’s ancestors are like this today.

Princess Lele smiled softly, and her blue and green light danced gently between her palms. The aura of the green wood within a thousand miles suddenly fluctuated wildly. With the mind of Princess Yule, a huge amount of Aoki Aura continued to infuse the big tree with the blue-and-white sage hanging above the head. It’s just a blink of an eye. The big blue tree has become a towering giant with a dozen people holding together. How much more powerful is it?

The green scorpion fairy sings, then screams ecstasy: "Luohe, you should be unlucky today!"

The Luohe Immortal is shouting loudly: "Hell, how did your cultivation suddenly increase so much? No reason, no reason!"

The voice did not fall, the blue-green tree shook, and countless green leaves swung down, gathered in the air into a palm-sized wood leaf, lightly swirling from the air. The trajectory of the wood leaves is extremely mysterious. The flying sword of the Weihe Immortal has been flying for thirty-nine times in a row, but it has not been able to touch the slightest side of the leaves.

The leaves of the wood fall gently on the body of the Weihe River. The beggars that have been weakened by the shackles of the scorpion have been weakened by the defensive defensive forces. The scorpion is hit by a wooden leaf, and the leaves are horrible. Passing over the left shoulder of the Weihe Immortal, he smashed his half shoulder with one arm.

The golden blood of the fairy splattered, the people of the Weihe River were sorely screamed, and the wolf squatted back a few steps.

Don’t let the fairy charm on the hand still not spit out, and a large cloud of light spurted out like a flood, and the heavy ones lingered on the people of the Weihe River. The body of the Weihe Immortal was attacked by the rapid flow of clouds, and suddenly cracked countless dense bloodstains. The golden blood sprang up and splashed the faces of many monks behind him.

Just a blink of an eye, the people of the Weihe River have been beaten by the cloud, and the front muscles are almost shattered by the clouds. Seeing that the people of the Weihe River were to be destroyed by the power of the fairy, the people of the Weihe River mourned, and a piece of jade on his waist suddenly split, and a light tower wrapped him firmly. The defense of this jade is very powerful. If the cloud light collides, it will only sway a few shackles, and it will not break the protection of the light building.

The power of the fairy symbol finally dissipated slowly. Do not shake the fairy charm that has no light, and Shi Shiran stepped back a few steps.

The blue-and-white fairy sings and laughs. He goes up two steps and points to the Luohe immortal who is completely disfigured by the flesh and blood. "Hey, what are you talking about today? You are beaten by a disciple under Laozi’s door, you Is there still a face to live?"

The screaming of the sorrowful poison of the Weihe River: "Qingmu, you violated the order of Xianjun's adjustment, killing this fairy here, this lawsuit, you have to eat!"

Seeing that the enemy was seriously injured, he only felt that the green cane of the incomparable pleasure was a sigh. He pointed to the Luohe fairy and said: "I am killing you?"

Don't sneer at the side: "Sure enough, people don't want to be invincible, the old ghosts of the river, it is clear that you took the initiative to attack your uncle, and the result was seriously injured by my ancestors. This kind of upside down black and white skills, you really Ah, hey, the practice of your generation has been fixed on the tongue. It’s no wonder that you have to magical spells, hey, don’t go in!”

He whispered aside: "Is it all on the tongue? Presumably, this tongue is very chewy!"

If you don’t want to swear, you will be mad at the people of the river. Suddenly, a huge Xianwei suddenly falls from the sky.

A man wearing a purple robes, with a bright whole body and a blue jade card at his waist, the old man with three blue-colored lotus flowers on it, slowly fell from the air.

The blue-and-white fairy hurriedly put away the wooden stick and gave the old man a first ritual: "The green cane has seen Chuan Xianjun."

The Luohe immortal on the side has shouted out loudly: "Xianjun is the master, Yuanhuamen violates your mediation and kills!"

Chuan Xianren coughed a little and nodded gently.