The city of Monkey King

At the bottom of the deep sea, it is as black as ink, and it does not see the fingers.

Only a few sounds of water echoed.

In addition, ‘call...嗬...’‘call...嗬...’, a breathing sound, a slight reverberation under this water.

Wang Ba...

Qin Feng stood on the edge of the land, looking at the exposed half of his head, his brow slightly wrinkled.

I don't know why, when I saw this Wang Ba brain shell, he subconsciously thought of the previous battle at Xianling College, the star of the Stars who used the starlight to illusion!

That Wang Ba, will it be related to this Wang Ba under his feet?

"There is no soul."

Qin Feng slammed the flames in the middle of the fire, under the eyes of the fire, the king of this foot, everything in it is clear.

From the inside of the old Wang Ba in the foot, Qin Feng could not detect the existence of the soul.

In other words, this is only the super king of Penglai's three islands, just leaving a body here, but the soul does not know where to go.

Qin Feng jumped and jumped, and his body broke through the water waves. Finally he stepped on the real seabed. He turned and looked up. He could see the huge hoe, the breath of the nostrils, and the two waves rolled up at the bottom of the water. wave.

The scorpion was slightly coagulated, and the hand was lifted up.

At the bottom of the deep sea, Qin Feng's fingertips crossed the water wave, and every time he crossed, there was a golden light, until finally a rune was outlined.

For this super king, Qin Feng can't confirm the existence of the moment. What is the soul of this king, and where is it? !

Is it the star master? !

These can't be determined, but Qin Feng has to guard against it.

After all, there is no absolute thing in the world. If this king is really the master of the day, once the soul is on the body, you can use the spiritual power of this god.

The current Qin Feng, but there is no way.

"敕天九文."

Whispered, nine runes appeared in front of Qin Feng!

The nine runes suddenly burst into golden light, and the underwater light flashed, illuminating all the darkness.

The golden light fell on the half of the skull that showed the turtle shell, and it was able to clearly see the appearance of the old king.

Qin Feng looked at the nine runes in front of him.

When the hand was pushed, the nine runes suddenly went toward the gimmick, one by one, and did not enter the gimmick, and then there was no sign.

敕天九文, this is a Taoist method found by Qin Feng from the inheritance of the Great Holy.

Yuan Shi Tianzun, one of the three ancestors of Taoism.

This is a magical power that seals the spirit. After entering the body, there will be no feeling in the weekdays. Even if the king is awake, he will not be aware of it. Only when the surgeon activates the seal, this seal is only Will take effect.

As for the ability to seal a few, it depends on the strength and weakness of the operator.

This is the difference between magical powers and magical powers. It is not necessary to have a deep cultivation, but it is only necessary to deepen the cultivation of the magical powers.

Qin Feng himself is not clear. If the old king’s soul is returned, the activation of ‘敕天九文’ can suppress its strength.

The nine-way runes are all in the head.

At this time, Qin Feng suddenly changed his face. On his body, the mark of the soul that was left behind by the madman was actually dissipating quickly!

This will happen...

There are only two reasons for being able to explain!

First, dead, dead and dying, and the mark of the gods that naturally remain outside are scattered together.

Second, serious injuries.

When Qin Feng was awkward, the eyebrows were wrinkled, and I hope the latter.

Looked at this girl again, no hesitation, bursting into the water.

He had an appointment with the wine madman. One went to the land of the East, and one went to the South of the South. It was obvious that the wine madman had met the people who had broken the eye in the far south.

The height rises and the darkness around it gradually dissipates.

There is an urgent color in Qin Feng's nephew. The relationship between him and the liquor madman is irrelevant. It is not so much a predecessor or a younger generation.

boom!

Penglai Three Islands.

The sky above the center, Peng Deng and Tang Suzhen, the two have not yet reacted, the sea below is a thousand layers of waves, a sword light rushed from it, breaking the sky, one or two interest is to leave Penglai.

"Lord!"

Both Peng Deng and Tang Suzhen are a glimpse of the Jianguang who left Penglai away.

Qin Feng’s move, rushed in, and left in a hurry.

In the end... What is the lord of the lord, what does Penglai do? !

What is under this sea? !

At this moment, I am so rushed to leave, why? !

Doubt, in the hearts of everyone in the three islands of Penglai.

At the same time.

In the southern part of Kyushu, the desert is dead, and the wind is whistling with gravel.

The sandstorm has completely subsided, but this war has never stopped for a while.

Hey!

The crystal wine sword and the bone edge are intertwined.

The two figures, at the same time landing, are still separated by a thousand feet, in the middle is the lake of the South China Eye that radiates the golden light.

At this moment, the wine madman, has been covered with blood marks, his face is even white, blood... slowly falling from the corner of his mouth.

Fake baby to Yuan Ying.

after all…

It is difficult to make up for the difference in spiritual power.

After all, not everyone is the surviving of Qin Feng.

"What? It won't work?"

The whole body was covered with white armor, and each of the four arms held a bone blade. In the eyes of Yan Ji, with a smug smile, the white-tailed white-tailed scorpion squatted, step by step toward the wine madman.

‘嗬...’‘嗬...’

Alcoholic madman, gasping with a big mouth.

With a sword in the eyes, even if it falls in the wind, it will never shrink.

This is the kendo! This is Jian Xiu!

Sword, go ahead! Nothing to retreat!

Listening to the words of Yu Ji, the mouth of the wine madman rises up.

In the hands of the wine sword, slowly lifted up, the left hand lifted the wine gourd at the waist, squatting on the head, the crystal wine in the moonlight, and fell into the mouth of the wine madman.

When the last drop of wine drained from the mouth of the gourd, the hand of the wine madman suddenly slammed, oh!

The wine sprinkled out, and it was crystal clear in this air.

The wind, hunting, and blowing hair.

The wine madman, Yangtian laughed wildly.

"The sword is coming from the wind, and the heavens and the earth are happy."

The heroic and majestic voice echoes in this innocent desert.

"Thousands of cups swallow the sun and the moon, and the 10,000 cups are drunk."

The wine sword in the hand, with the body-shaped swordsmanship, behind the wine madman, as if there are countless illusory wine madman swords appear, are swords.

Suddenly, the sword suddenly stagnate.

Yu Ji, who is coming, is also a non-solving madman. This is what he wants to do. He can’t help but stop, and he has doubts in his eyes.

"The world is a sword!"

The wine madman, the double-sword sword burst, the sword in front of his hand, behind him, all the illusory swords, all together, a sly sword condensed, with him as the body.

At this moment, he is like a sharp sword!

The wind smashed.

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