Supreme Soaring Immortal

"boom……"

The thick thunder of the bucket bombarded the top of his head, then burst, and drowned his body like a waterfall.

"tread!"

He took a step forward and then, although slow, he took the second step, the third step...

"Good!"

At the foot of the mountain, hundreds of nine-day Xuan Xian looked at the step-by-step monk, and his face showed a taboo.

"puff……"

The nine-day Xuan Xianfeng spurted a blood in his mouth, and his figure flew out. He just took seven steps and could no longer stop the impact of the Thunder storm.

"Hey..."

Falling at the foot of the mountain, the figure continued to squat back a few steps, standing firm, looking toward the seventh peak, a flash of admiration in his eyes. That is the admiration for the piano. He knows that Qin Shu's cultivation is only the eighth floor of a nine-day Xuan Xian, not as good as him. However, the Qin double can climb so high in the seventh mountain peak, and still do not know how many immortals are reddish.

"Strong again, I am afraid this time will fall down!"

In the end, he sighed and turned his head and flew away outside the Thunder Mountain Range. He saw his own gap and knew that it had nothing to do with himself.

"Hundreds of nine-day Xuan Xian looked up at the mountain peaks, and looked back at the nine-day Xuan Xianfeng peak that had disappeared from the back. In the end, they all shook their heads and sighed and flew up and flew outside the Thunder Mountain Range."

Outside the Thunder Mountain Range.

Xu Yao and Xu night back sitting against the Thunder Mountain Range. At this time, there were already three bodies on the ground in front of the two of them. And a hundred meters away from them, the three Xianjun peaks glanced at Xu Yao and Xu Ye.

"Do you really want to stop us?"

Xu Yao and Xu night squinted, and they were too lazy to take care of the three peaks. The sin of the singer’s eyes, the singer’s eyes, appeared in the eyes of dissatisfaction:

"Xu is very powerful, but not everyone is very strong. All three of us are Xianjun Peak, can you both block?"

There was silence around, as if the man was just talking to the air, so that his face could not help but appear sullen, and then it was shy. Turning his eyes to the two monks next to him:

"What do you say?"

"Hey!"

The two monks spit out a word, and the three peaks of Xianjun rushed toward Xu Yao and Xu night at the same time.

"Hey..."

A sword screamed as if the sky was shining.

"Hey! Hey! Hey!"

Three Xianjun peaks fell to the ground and turned into three bodies. The silence was restored again, but the space was filled with a trace of blood.

"Treading step..."

There was a footstep behind the scene. It was like a statue of Xu Yao and Xu night, and they faced the Thunder Mountain Range. Hundreds of monks rushed out of the Thunder Mountain Range.

"Hey..."

A few monks who flew in front of them saw the big Luo Jinxian demon lying on the ground and smashed by Xu Yao. The eyes appeared flustered and fled in the distance for the first time.

"Hey!"

A sword is shining, and the sky is shining.

"Hey..."

The bodies of the demon were dropped from the air. The remaining nine days of Xuan Xian’s body shape was a stagnation. No one dared to move any more. When Xu Xiao and Xu were seen, they hurriedly prayed:

"See the seniors!"

"See the piano double?" Xu asked faintly.

“No!” said a monk with bold courage: “We crossed over six peaks, but the Thunderweed of the seventh peak is too strong, we can’t climb at all. However, at the foot of the mountain, we can hear it vaguely. Fighting sounds. It is estimated that those immortals have caught up with the piano pair."

"Hey..."

A sword spurted out, and the courageous monk looked desperate.

Just less than half-time, Jianguang dissipated, the courageous monk felt that he was still alive, opened his eyes and looked around, all the demon monks had died, leaving behind the human race monks.

"Look at the people of the same race, spare you once. No next time, roll!" Xu night snorted.

“Thank you for your predecessors!”

One by one, nine days of Xuan Xian have given gifts, and then fled away.

"boom……"

The seventh mountain peak.

A thunderous roar, the four elephants released by the piano were smashed, and the body of the piano double flew out, vomiting blood. It’s just that there is no fear in her face, but an endless loss.

"Is this not the case?"

The piano doubled the tremendous pressure and combined the Taoism of the nine-day Xuan Xian with 10%, but she still perceives that her four elephants did not reach perfection.

This perfection is not the true perfection of the four elephants. It is only the perfection of the fusion of the nine-day Xuan Xiandao method. Even if this degree is complete, it is a bit worse.

"boom……"

Nine Xianjun peaks released their magical powers to Qinqin, and there were nine large hands grabbing the storage rings on the fingers of the piano.

"Hey..."

The double body of the piano humming, the tower of a person is extended from the body of the piano, and the red and blue colors are mixed with the complex lines. Blocked nine magical powers.

"Hey..."

Nine of the powerful forces that were quickly explored were bounced off by the Emperor Tower.

"Hey..."

The tower of the Emperor violently swayed, and a trace of silk appeared on the tower.

"Old town!" Qin doubled in his heart.

"Hey..."

The power of a trace of law was borrowed by the old town and integrated into the tower of the Emperor. The Emperor Tower has become firm and stable.

Inside, I glanced at the spirit in Dantian, and my heart sighed, and the spirit still did not construct a complete seal. It’s just that Qin double has to interrupt the understanding of the spirit. Those who killed her in front of me and saw so many cards of their own will naturally not let them live any longer. And the ability to play the time to the lower half is only spiritual, because only the spirit can derive the root of time.

"Hey..."

The spirit returned to the heart of the heart, and the big sleeves were stroked, and the ancient piano born in the heart of the Tao was lifted to the front, and the fingers began to move on the strings, and the time lingered in the heart.

"Booming..."

Nine Xianjun peaks madly bombarded the tower of the people, but what shocked them was that this time the tower of the people was so strong that it was just a translucent magical power, not a real tower, but they attacked them. Completely blocked out. The tower has a flowing pattern and the power is overflowing.

"Treading step..."

Thirty-two Xianjun finally came to the middle of the mountain, and the intensive Thunder kept them from seeing the top fighting, but the roar became clear. In such a place where the thunder is everywhere, they dare not release their knowledge. They can only bite their teeth and continue to climb towards the mountain.

but……

It’s only a matter of ten o'clock in the past, there are 18 monks who can't resist it. The thunder of the bucket is good, they can still stand it, but the stormy thunder storm makes them unable to walk, and even the body begins to shake. Do not back off.

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