The city of Monkey King

Seven-color petals and circulation surround the Baizhang altar.

Millions of mortals around the altar.

Under the leadership of the Zheng Guoguo, and neatly squatting, the figure did not move at all.

The old king of the country, like this year's near-flowers, has long been stunned by nature and can't afford it. At this moment, it is almost impossible to hold it.

Kneeling on the ground, the whole body trembled, the sweat rolled down, and the rhythm was about to collapse.

"Your Majesty, you still have to rest, your body..."

The reminder of the eunuchs beside him was blocked by the old man. "The immortal is here, and you must not be disrespectful."

After the swearing, he was still squatting, letting the sweat slip down, and his face was full of sincerity.

And in the altar at the moment...

The rounds of the pigs and the eyes are rounded, and the technique of change is not too much trouble... He will, even, say that as long as the monks who will point the spells will!

But I can become the one in front of me...

He was the first time he saw this life, and this is no longer a change, but a copy!

Beyond the three feet of Qin Feng, that is, where the flowers were without tears, the beautiful man has disappeared. Instead of a golden armor, the golden armor is dyed with blood, and the breath is extremely wilting, just like the moment. All have to be dispersed.

However, in this sullen momentum, it is filled with a strong and overbearing temperament, and people dare not offend.

There is still that look, and Qin Feng is exactly the same!

Except for the folding fan in the hand, there is no difference at all.

Thousands of souls without tears, definitely not bragging.

"How? In the next look, Qin brother can still be satisfied?"

The flowers laughed without tears, and even this voice... is exactly the same as Qin Feng.

Even if Qin Feng himself, I can't see the slightest flaw.

From appearance to breath...

Even the soul is completely complete.

"My mother can be recuperated directly in this country. I have already arranged everything. After I rushed out of this world and led the soldiers outside the world, I will spread the momentum and cover up you enough before being arrested." Breath, you can leave quickly and look for a safe place to hide."

Flowers without tears, this time has a rare serious color.

"There are tens of millions of soldiers outside the border. If you go out like this, are you going to be slashed into a sieve?"

The pig eight rings subconsciously said one sentence.

It’s a smile without tears: “How about the sieve, it’s not the first time to die.”

The words are light and incomparable.

dead…

This word is full of fear for others because they only have one life.

But for the ‘monster’ who has three thousand real bodies without tears... even more than three thousand real bodies, death is just a trivial matter.

If you can't die, change your body and continue to sing the world.

"Thank you."

Qin Feng looked at the present from the appearance to the breath, all the same flowers and tears, from the heart said these two words.

If there is no tears, perhaps he is already being captured on the road to Xianting.

"I don't have to thank you, but there is one point to say the last one. I am on the trip...not for a monkey named Sun Wukong, but also for a person named Qin Feng."

After saying this, I spent no tears and smiled... I changed my time!

That look... it’s exactly the same as Qin Feng at the moment!

Ling Rui, cold, hidden a raging anger.

If this time Qin Feng and flowers have no tears to change position, then remove the folding fan in the hand, even if the pig is not on the side of the pig, it is not clear who is Qin Feng, who is the flower without tears.

The flower turned away without tears, and the body shape suddenly rose into the sky, turning into a golden light. In the eyes of millions of mortals around the altar, when it was time, it rushed out of the gate...

And as the flower leaves without tears, the petals of the altar are scattered.

"Monkey brother?"

Pig Ba Jie looks at Qin Feng, which means asking, when to start.

"A cup of tea."

Qin Feng brows his wrinkles, his gods know... at this moment, he is staring at the situation outside the border.

as expected…

With the tears of flowers rushing out, those outside the heavenly soldiers... even the killings are not arranged, it is a brain that is turned into a flower of the Qin style and chased up.

Including the government of Junsong Song is not the slightest suspicion of the flower-free identity, not staying is chasing up, but no one will take care of such a small interface.

After this group of Heavenly Soldiers left, there was no storm outside the interface... slowly disappeared.

This is the first time that the tears have been calculated. The virtual storm that he created can last for three days and three nights, and the moment when the tears are washed out is the last time of tea.

When the vain storm dissipated, there was another golden light, rushing out from the gates, and whistling in the opposite direction to the previous tears.

This is the real Qin style.

‘Mom, you are here to recuperate, wait for your son to pick you up! ’

Qin Feng’s eyes were sharp and he was rushing with the pigs on his shoulders. He wanted to let the pigs in the world accompany his mother.

However, the pig's eight deaths do not agree.

Qin Feng brows micro-lock, this dead pig... From appearance to the present, it seems that there has been something that is glaring at him.

It’s time to count a few teas...

In the heart of Qin Feng, the voice of Sun Wukong rang for the last time: "There is still a bit of interest."

There is extreme exhaustion in this voice, and Sun Wukong is about to fall into a deep sleep: "This holy has re-sealed your numerology and heaven."

After saying this, the voice of Sun Wukong disappeared completely.

Numerology...

All the heavens and the world are running under the laws of heaven.

Everyone has their own numerology. This numerology is condensed from the moment of the soul, just like a root line, connected with the heavens.

The shackles of the secluded and the celestial disks of Xianting are all grasping the line of numerology that connects Tiandao with all beings.

Once... When Sun Wukong’s first time found Qin Feng, he sealed his numerology, and then he reopened because of the appearance of Qin Feng.

Nowadays, Sun Wukong uses the last strength that wakes up, and he and Qin Feng’s numerology are all sealed off with Heaven.

In the world... no one will be able to find them both.

Whether it is the Yantianpan or the secluded ‘innate calculus’.

His breath will disappear completely in the heavens and the world.

'Seven…'

Qin Feng thought in his heart.

'six…'

'Fives…'

The repairs in his body have already started to tremble fiercely, just like breaking out of the body.

There is no hesitation in the slightest, Qin Feng toward the nearest light group, that is, one interface... directly rushed!

"Monkey brother, what are you doing? Let's go to the gate!"

The pig's eight rings on the shoulders were scared. He looked out, Qin Feng's state was very wrong... just like fainting.

'four…'

'three…'

Qin Feng’s consciousness... is getting more and more blurred.

'two…'

'One…'

boom!

Slammed into the world.

This industry is the second product interface.

His name is called Qiujiejie.

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