Huh...

The breeze blew, and the scene was dead.

A few low-ranking Qingyun disciples were stunned and murmured in an incredible color:

"Liu... Liu Zhou brother?"

"Ah! Brother Liu Zhou is dead..."

"What happened? Isn't Fang Yuan not a waste wood?"

"This person is no longer a Fang Yuan, but a demon who is not dead! The birth of the world will inevitably lead to disaster, and you must quickly report to the elders!"

"Fang Yuan...you just wait to die!"

......

"moron!"

Fang Yuanfei quickly stepped forward and stepped on the giant leaf implement. He only seized the right to use it.

At this time, another sweep, except for a few dog legs that followed the little Houye, the rest is also infamous in the lower house, helping the abuse of the goods, when the time is too lazy to say, with a few claws, these disciples one by one Grabbing and smashing the spoils one by one, which drove the swaying and flew away.

"This Liu Zhou, the ability to adapt is too bad, the implement is also imperfect..."

Sitting on the instrument and flying for nine days is another kind of feeling for Fang Yuan.

At this point, he looked at the Qingming sword in front of the flash of light, and the vestment peeled off from Liu Zhou, and he was speechless.

This Liu Zhou has a high level of mana, but there is not much practical experience. In particular, he is suppressed by himself. He must fully infuse the mana defense, fly the sword to cover it, and use it with one heart and one mind. Even the imperial power of the giant leaves escapes.

Otherwise, if he finds an opportunity to attack and condescends, he does not have much means.

"The instrument is good... What is the use for me?"

Fang Yuan tried to control the flying sword, as if the child got a funny toy to play, and after a while, it was opened with enthusiasm.

"What if you give me a fairy? Can't be modernized, can't bring it to reality, what is the use of killing the gods?"

The dream teacher practiced by borrowing fakes and finally sanctifying.

Dreamhearts can bring dreams to reality, form spiritual land, and even generate spiritual objects. Even the environment accumulated for tens of thousands of years is fully present, and it is truly unrivalled power.

Now Fang Yuan, but even a grass in the dream can not be brought out, let alone the power of infinite spirit.

"By borrowing from the truth, using fake repairs, the more realistic the rules, the higher the chances are!"

Fang Yuan has indulged: "If you build a dream completely in accordance with the actual rules, it may be beneficial to the breakthrough in the future, but this is the mystery, not the current inheritance can be contacted..."

There are several layers of inheritance given to him by his heart. At this time, he has only inherited the outermost periphery, but he has been so wonderful and unthinkable. Fang Yuan could not help but increase his longing for inheritance.

Bang!

The Aoba ceremonial device is swaying in the distance, just out of the Qingyun Mountains, and the scent of the back of the anger is bursting out. The more you chase: "The thief takes a break!"

The powerful spiritual fluctuations came, with a sigh of anger, and the impact of the Aoba sect was unstable, and even the internal operation was stagnant, and it fell straight.

Hey!

At the moment when the instrument fell to the ground, Fang Yuan jumped up and fell to the side of the ancient wooden canopy, ignoring the next collision, looking at the direction of the source of the suffocating, thoughtfully: "What is the deacon? coming?"

The main system of this world is the law of cultivation.

After the 13th refining of the refining gas, you can travel to the world, find the right suffocating gas, refine and chemicalize into the body, and thus have all kinds of incredible energy, and prepare for the future condensed road Jindan.

The better you are, the better the achievement of the Golden Dan, the more the Avenue will be.

If you can become a product, you will almost be able to break the Dan into a baby, distraction, and finally get rid of God!

"Hey!"

At this time, the chasing of Fang Yuan, but a large group of green and black gas gathered into a shackle, vaguely with the shape of the dragon and the tiger, whistling, enough to make the maneuvering period of the temperament period is not stable.

"This is the dragon and the tiger, at the end of the list of Tianzhu, and it is also very thin. It seems to be a lifeless obsessive deacon..."

Fang Yuan is only a glance, and immediately has a judgment.

However, in the flood season, the immortal, in the end, the magical power is not the same, in the blink of an eye, it will be chased up, turned into a middle-aged man from the dragon tiger Jing, the face is similar to the previous Liu Zhou vague, the red eyes can not wait to directly Fang Fang Swallowed: "Is you killing me?"

"I can't think of a fleshy flight, it's really convenient!"

Fang Yuan looked at the middle-aged man and was interested in the face.

In this short period of time, his body has also skyrocketed, and even after breaking the number, he reached the realm of perfection of the training period.

Even though he was still not seen by middle-aged people, he had already stunned his eyelids: "The evil spirits outside the sky?! Is it still the ancient evils in the wild?"

"What do you think about it!"

When Fang Yuan waved his hand, Qing Mingjian flew out, and if there was a blue dragon, he rushed directly to the middle age.

"The boat's green sword?! Even so quickly erased the brand?"

Seeing this scene, the middle-aged man was immediately mad at the three corpse gods, and did not use the device, directly shot his head: "Go!"

"Hey!"

The dragon and tiger screaming around him screamed and slammed out, trapping the green sword.

"Take you a demon, kill me, take your life to fill it!"

The middle-aged man saw the dragon and tiger smashed the flying sword, and his heart was fixed, and another mouth, a small Indian cockroach flew out, and the wind rose, and instantly turned into a black hill.

"Dragon Tiger Seal, hey!"

He pointed to Fang Yuan, and the hill-like magic weapon suddenly fell.

Bang!

In the middle of the mountain, a lot of mud and gravel splashed, and the trees fell.

Under one blow, at the location of Fang Yuan, even the land was straight and sunken for a few feet, no one was spared.

"Good magic weapon, good power! It seems to match your cockroach?"

The white light flashed, Fang Yuan’s figure appeared on one side, and he laughed with his palm.

He saw it, even though this person's concise shackles were weak, but with the magic weapon, even in the deacons of Qingyun's lower court, it was also the existence of superior combat power. It is no wonder that I knew that weirdness would dare to chase it out.

"Well? Not dead?"

The middle-aged man was shocked. He just saw that Fang Yuan was right in the middle of the attack and could not hide.

"This child is really strange, but the suffocating qi is the most sinister, how can I be afraid of you!"

He bit his teeth and smashed his hands. The two groups of dragons and tigers suddenly abandoned the flying sword and did not enter the Dragon and Tiger Seal.

"Hey!"

"Hey!"

With this help, the eyes of the dragon and the tiger on the seal of the law are awe-inspiring, as if to live, the power of the whole instrument rises again, and squats toward Fang Yuan.

Even in the vagueness, he felt that a pulling force came from the bottom of the law and wanted to limit his movements.

boom!

When the law was printed, he suddenly turned his bones into mud and turned into a patties.

The middle-aged man’s face just showed a smile, and suddenly it solidified, his eyes slowly widened, and his chin almost dislocated.

In the flash of white light, Fang Yuan’s figure stood in the right place, and there was no damage to a hair.

"how is this possible?"

The middle-aged man's face changed greatly. With a wave of his hand, several pieces of brilliance and burning instruments emerged. The axe hooks and forks were all there, and they fell to Fang Yuan.

"Drink! Dragon and Tiger magical, water flooding, golden winds, disease!"

He is another embarrassment, and many Taoist magical spears are scattered from the sky, turning into incredible five elements, falling on Fang Yuan.

Bang!

Bang!

This hill suddenly suffered a catastrophe. Not only was it repeatedly plowed by the dragon and tiger prints and other implements, but it was also ruined by many techniques, and it was almost extinct.

The reason why it is close is because in the center of it, it is better to stand alone!

"Enough?"

Fang Yuan lazily yawned and looked at the middle age ahead.

"No... impossible! Even if it is ancient evils, it is impossible! This must be an illusion! Illusion!"

The middle-aged man muttered and gave himself a few blessings. After confirming that no illusion was retained, his face became even more pale. He suddenly yelled and flew away without heading back.

Even with the killing enemies, Fang Yuan of such a state still makes him afraid.

"It’s always been pressed and it’s very depressed!”

In the past few times, I was beaten into meat and mud, so that Fang Yuan saved a lot of fire. At this time, I saw the other party to run, how could it be let go?

"Just he escaped? How to pursue it? Even if the Aoba implement is intact, it is not as good as a dragon!"

Fang Yuan sank and closed his eyes.

Suddenly, the air machine on his body began to break through, and even the trepidation moved, and a trace of temperament automatically emerged. In conjunction with his refining, he entered the flood season.

"go!"

Driving, Fang Yuan suddenly flies in the flesh, the speed is beyond the previous ones, and quickly catch up.

"This is... Hey? Is the monster advanced?"

The middle-aged man looked back and immediately succumbed to the soul: "And it is still a dragon and a tiger? Hell, how is this heaven and earth? It is a direct condensed temper, for him to refine, is he the illegitimate child of God?"

I remembered that I had to go all over the world for a little bit of a tiger, and finally had to hand over all my family, in exchange for that opportunity, the painful process of the absorption process, the heart of the middle-aged people suddenly masculine, the formation of the devil Almost enough to swallow him.

"This monster is too horrible, not powerful!"

By now, he has no intention of revenge for his nephew. He only wants to escape and is satisfied. He never wants to see this monster forever.

Whizzing!

The two dragonflies cut through the sky and moved fast.

Suddenly, the magnificent architecture of Qingyun’s lower house came into view, and the middle-aged man’s face showed a hint of ecstasy, shouting: “The Lord saved me!”

"Is it safe to run back?"

At this time, Fang Yuan was caught in a magical realm.

The previous scene made him enter a deep level of sentiment, suddenly opened his eyes and sipped: "Death!"

Discourse exports, the middle-aged people in front of the face changed!

Because he suddenly found out that his cultivation had disappeared in the blink of an eye, the whole bird seemed to fall off the winged bird, and his face was terrified.

Snapped!

A blood flower appeared in the rock, and this master of the flood season actually killed himself alive!