White-Robed Chief

"Take a break." Lu Qingxue said.

Seeing Liu Jianfei sweat, apparently this mystery is extremely exhausting. Think about it and know that it must be extremely heavy, and he is more satisfied with him.

Qin Mengyun nodded.

Yang Qingmeng stared at him with a pleading look.

Liu Jianfei laughed: "The time is urgent, there must be twelve ancestors, but the big thing is not good, and what is the secret, the master knows?"

"Secret realm ..." Lu Qingxue sighed and looked away leisurely, saying quietly: "It's been a long time ago. I didn't expect it to happen again.

"Sovereign ..." Liu Jianfei curiously said, "The secret realm only exists here, what about Tianwai Tianjing?"

"There should be no world outside the sky." Lu Qingxue shook his head and said, "The mystery is transformed by gods."

Liu Jianfei secretly relieved.

"Ten days can push them to be so powerful," Qin Mengyun whispered, "Master, the power of this mystery is very strong."

"Yes," Lu Qingxue said, "What is more terrible is the ancestors in the mysterious realm. These are some old immortal monsters. We don't know what realm we have, let's ..."

She frowned and shook her head gently, revealing her dignity.

Liu Jianfei said: "I continue to ask."

He said that he would sit in front of another middle-aged man in gray clothes, whisper in his hands, but no sound, twisted in the void, his hands printed on the middle-aged man's forehead gently .

Suddenly, there was a slamming noise, and the surrounding area shook like a shaking of the earth.

The middle-aged man in gray clothes sat upright, his eyes stared straight into the distance, revealing confusion.

Liu Jianfei said, "Why are you here to be here?"

"Conquer the Butterfly Dance Sect!" The middle-aged man in gray clothes showed a trace of enthusiasm.

Liu Jianfei's face changed slightly.

He wasn't surprised by the news, but was disturbed by this enthusiasm. Once so, it was difficult to ask further, and he hurriedly said, "How to conquer?"

"Catch all the disciple disciple disciples, force the disciple disciple to bow their heads, kill ten disciples without yielding, and kill them all at once, until she yields!" The middle-aged voice of the gray-clad man became more frantic.

Liu Jianfei yelled, "Only you are dispatched, what about the twelve ancestors?"

"The ancestors are closing their doors, and they will be here soon!" The middle-aged man in gray clothes became more and more frantic.

His eyes widened suddenly, the confusion in his eyes was replaced by fanaticism, then he woke up and shot Liu Jianfei with a fierce palm.

Liu Jianfei's face was as pale as paper and extremely ugly. Ignore this palm, do not flicker, and open his palms.

"Bang!" Yang Qingmeng flew into the middle-aged man in gray with a stun, and looked at Liu Jianfei busyly: "Brother Liu!"

Liu Jianfei waved his hands, closed his eyes, and began to adjust his breath without moving.

"This is backfired." Lu Qingxue shook his head: "Don't disturb him."

"Master, does it matter?" Yang Qingmeng asked worriedly.

Lu Qingxue said: "This kind of back bite must be very uncomfortable, but it will not be fatal. It will be good after a while."

She looked at the gray middle-aged man who was motionless and shook her head: "You killed him with this palm."

Yang Qingmeng said embarrassedly, "Sect master, I was in a hurry ..., do you want to rescue him?"

"Forget it, kill it, you're afraid of it," she said suddenly, a cold laugh sounded, and the void was twisted, and an old man in gray robe was already standing in front of them.

The old man of gray robes was long and slender, with a large gray robe covering his body, as if a bamboo pole was picking a robe, looking empty.

The old man's face muscles almost disappeared, with only bones left, as well as around his neck. A layer of skin on the skull was just as scary.

He copied his hands together, stood in the void and looked down at Lu Qingxue, and there were two ghostly fires in the sunken eye socket. They were blue light.

The seven people of Lu Qingxue were swept away by his gaze, only to feel goose bumps, uncomfortable, and the body could not help tightening, as if they had encountered the reaction of natural enemies and felt danger.

Qin Mengyun shouted, "Who are you?"

"Tianfengzong disciple." The old man in a gray robe with a skull grinned, his voice was as if his throat had been rubbed by sand, and he couldn't listen to his body.

"Is the ancestor out of the mystery?" Lu Qingxue said lightly.

"Hey!" The old man in the gray robe smiled. "Little girl knows a little."

Lu Qingxue said, "You are using our butterfly dance as a soft dumpling!"

"The Butterfly Dance School is not strong, well-informed, and beautiful, and it is most effective to catch the disciples." The old man in the gray robe smiled and said, "Why don't you start with you, who will start first?"

"Very good!" Lu Qingxue said lightly: "As soon as the mystery is out, Tianfengzong is going to dominate the heavenly magic realm!"

"You know, it's good." The old man in the gray robe smiled and said, "If you are interested and obediently surrender, let us drive it. In the future, we will rule the demon world, and the benefits of your butterfly dance sect are indispensable. Destroyed! "

"You want to slaughter our Butterfly Dance School?" Lu Qingxue said lightly.

The old man of the gray robe said, "Who told you the mystery, and I can only die!"

Qin Mengyun snorted: "It is a dream to dominate the Demon Realm. Ask Damengzong not to agree!"

"Dream Dream is not a cause for concern!" Said the old man in the gray robe: "Are a bunch of guys who think they are smart and in control of nature?"

"Well, let's not be afraid?" A loud voice sounded, but Cheng Yuan slowly walked out of the void ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Standing opposite the old man in gray robe, followed by two old yellow robes, his face was so calm.

Cheng Yuan chuckled and laughed: "The old monster that came out of the mystery is not a small breath, and we still don't pay attention to our dreams!"

The old man in the gray robe jumped the flames with ghostly eyes, squinting his eyes slightly, and he smiled: "Sure enough, I seem to be counting on the appearance of the old man!"

"How can we conceal us from the mystery?" Cheng Yuan said lightly: "Tianfengzong is lucky, but that's all for now. What about the mystery, you have been in the mystery for ten thousand years and you haven't seen it How strong! "

"Haha ..." the old man in the gray robe laughed and shook his head: "It's a frog at the bottom of the well, just pack you, but it's nothing!"

He said stop and pat.

Suddenly the wind screamed, and the wind surged.

Everyone around them couldn't open their eyes. They just felt like they were swinging in the middle of the wind. The strength of their bodies couldn't make it out. They tried hard to urge their skills to stabilize their figure but couldn't do it.

"Bang, bang ..." In a muffled sound, a figure flew out.

The wind stopped, except Cheng Yuan and Lu Qingxue, everyone was lying on the ground and seriously injured.

"Hehe ..." The old man in gray robes stood steadily in the void, looked down at them and made a weird smile, and shook his head: "However, the little cubs have not grown much for ten thousand years, they are so weak!"

Lu Qingxue fluttered in white, exuding hazy white light on her body.

Cheng Yuan's face was somber and solemn, staring at the old man in the gray robe: "What a wind palm!"

"This is the Skywind Palm." The old man in the gray robe shook his head. "What the younger generations have done with the skywind palm is really ashamed of the ancestors. You two can block the skywind palm. It is indeed worthy of Sovereign! Eat my palm again! "

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