The wooden shield is like a mountain. It is like a large green dragonfly. It is like a small hill. It is more and more dazzling, illuminating the radius of a few miles. The rich green clouds are scattered and turned into a sword.

However, Yuan Hong was fearless, brave and invincible, stepping on the waves, and the swords and flames were bursting, but all were annihilated by the water waves in front of Yuan Hong. The water waves rolled into huge grinding discs, and everything was wiped out, and the sound of gold stone was heard.

The veteran of the purple dress is extremely fast, no less than Yuan Hong, and the blink of an eye comes to the front, like a vulture constantly criss-crossing, and the ten fingers are like a hook to Yuan Hong’s heart, which is very vicious.

boom!

With a loud noise, Yuan Hong avoided it and tried his best to spread the Tao and the Fa to the extreme. The whole world was boiling. The endless water vapor madness came together and turned into a huge wave, and the waves came from the void.

The purple pattern was a little bit smashed, and the huge waves emptied into the sky, and the huge wooden shield hit the same, roaring constantly, the waves rolling, the steam transpiration, like two big mountains collided together.

The rolling waves are like carrying the power of the heavens and the earth, with irresistible force, they will hit the huge green wooden shield and throw it to the distance, the waves splashing and raining again and again.

Yuan Hong stepped out to the front, the right leg kicked out, and the waist kicked to the old man in purple clothes. The rich blood was very violent, very burning, the right leg kicked like a steel whip, and the sweeping emptiness creaked. .

The old man in the purple coat was cold, the old face of the fold was black, and two green lights were shot in the eyes. The four roots behind him were caught in the hands. The green clouds rolled into a big hand and went to Yuan Hongying. .

He is scared! Yuan Hong’s attack contains a lot of force. If it is hit, a monster will have to be kicked to death.

boom!

Like the leading behemoth smashed together, even this piece of ancient vines swayed, the old man in purple screamed, slammed to the top of the mountain wall, crashed and shattered, and was bouncing again and again for dozens of M, almost fell into the abyss, caught by an ancient vine.

cough!

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The old man in the purple coat is full of blood, and an old face is like a dead face. There is no blood color, the chest is undulating and coughing blood, staring at the fear of Yuan Hong’s face.

It seems that Yuan Hong is a flooding beast at this moment. He is a young demon who kills people without blinking. Don't look at his handsome face. He has no doubt that he will kill himself.

"Puppy scorpion! The old man is fighting with you!"

A green glow flew, the old man in purple clothes recalled the wooden shield, still shining, a little bit of star-like luster shining, a bit too beautiful, not like a killer, but a piece of art.

puff!

The old man of the purple coat squirted a blood, sprinkled on the green wooden shield, and his hands made an inexplicable imprint. The green glow suddenly burst into the air, and the strong momentum broke out.

The wooden shield is a little bit brighter and does not become bigger. It jumps up and down in the air. It seems to be alive and extraordinary. However, Yuan Hong’s hair is upright, and the whole body blooms coldly and feels a strong danger.

"kill!"

"kill!"

At the same time, the two men began to work hard, and the old man in purple clothes squirted three bloods, making the green wooden shield even more awkward. The big hand and the hand held it in the palm of his hand and turned into a green light to kill Yuan Hong.

call!

The strong crisis is pervasive, Yuan Hong is completely oppressed, and feels the real death threat. This moment has become more and more calm! The delicate face is quiet and peaceful, like a sacred son, devout and majestic. The corner of the mouth with a smile, like an ordinary boy, simple and shy.

Road to Road, very Avenue.

Name is famous, very famous.

The road is born in the first place, ·······.

If you are good at water. Water is good for everything, not for contention, and it is evil for everyone.

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The ethical scriptures of the Taoist dynasty flow in the heart, clearly with the rhyme, so that Yuan Hong's inner heart is pure and flawless, like a piece of glass reflecting the Tao, many places that I could not understand before, now suddenly clear, everything is smooth Very incomparable.

Yuan Hong’s Yuanshen sits on the sea of ​​souls, and the more clear and clear purple air comes from the soul sea. It is swallowed into the belly by a bite, and the intense light is shining. The Zixia film is sacred and extraordinary.

"Take the law, it is the root! The Tao is the root, the heart is the root, only the heart has unlimited possibilities! Oh, it seems that I just touched a little bit before, even the fur is not counted!"

"Every road is as vast as a vast tree, and countless rules are endless. Only the law of cultivation is fundamental. I didn't expect it to be so transparent at the moment. Although it is a clear road rather than a way of enlightenment, it is too easy to kill this old dog!"

call!

Yuan Hong moved, and the purple cockroach gently picked it up, and the whole emptiness suddenly jumped. It seemed to have swiped a line, letting the old man of the purple dress sway.

Bang!

Within the abyss, a rainbow came from a long river. It was a large river that was pulled over and crossed a distance of more than a hundred feet. It roared like a thousand horses, like countless roads.

It is really a huge wave to vacate, this area has become a water, endless water vapor rises, the waves are rolling over the sky, Yuan Hongjing stands on the blue wave, the whole body is shining, flesh and blood crystal clear flowing.

The monks in the vicinity have already left far away, and they have been scared by this grand scene, and they have suddenly jumped in their hearts. I don’t know who is so terrible, even this terrible cultivation.

Yuan Hong was a little bit stunned, and a wave of water rolled up to the old man of the purple coat, like a blue long rainbow. Before the spirituality was far better than victory, there was a mysterious rhythm.

boom!

A loud bang came, the green wooden shield swayed violently, the old man in the purple coat coughed up blood, and the body and the sieve seemed to tremble constantly. The eyes were full of fear and despair, it was terrible! How suddenly, the gap has become so big that there is no way to fight back?

This is what a monk, beyond the common sense, is simply a behemoth, a demon **** born in the water, who can hold it!

The blue water waves in the wooden shield, the horrible power of the endless, such as the torrent of floods generally hit, the purple veteran squatting, blue and vertical, such as Xiaolong writhing body, standing forward and smashing.

boom!

The green wooden shield was thrown away, and the light was very dim, no longer the embarrassment. The blue light and the green treasures splattered and the nearby rocks were wiped out.

Suddenly, the huge waves turned into a huge figure, which turned out to be Yuan Hong’s appearance. He held a blue and blue scorpion in his hand, which was a few meters tall and tall, like a sea jade.

The huge Yuan Hong jumped out of a dozen meters high, and the strength of his arms danced down. The infuriating anger of the body, the **** spirits rolling, the big cockroaches in his hands turned into a blue dragon.

Hey!

A loud noise, Yuan Hong is like a violent demon god, waving a big cockroach and even smashing the green wooden shield, crushing an extraordinary treasure! In the distance, the old man in the purple screams, and the blood in his mouth is mad.

Snapped!

Yuan Hong stepped out, and came to the front, picked up a heavy wave of a big hand, fanned on the face of the old man, flew it a dozen meters away, sneered: "Old stick! Let you mad again! Today you It’s so comfortable to be beaten by the old face!”

The old man in the purple coat was drawn more than ten meters away. He hit the rock and was bounced back. He fell on the ancient vine, and the screams sounded. If it was not repaired, it would have condensed the roots and made the body change. Was killed by Yuan Hong.

In this way, he did not know how much his bones were broken, and his blood was weak and weak to the extreme.

A clear **** handprint appeared on his face, his face was red and swollen, and he looked like a pig! The teeth in his mouth were fanned out by seven or eight, and the words were leaking. It was a little unclear that he struggled to look at Yuan Hongdao: "You... I killed you!"

Spoken words are not clear, and straight bloody! Sparse silver hair is scattered, very miserable.

As a spiritual master, he mastered a powerful treasure. He was always on the top, killing people never blinking, where he was subjected to such shame, was beaten by a teenager, and his hatred was like the water of the river, sweeping nine days and ten places.

"Do you think that you are very amazing? It’s not that I was beaten by a teenager. It’s a shame! I haven’t gotten out of my teeth, I’m going to smash, I’m going to die early, and the province is dragging others!”

Yuan Hong laughed very quickly, and his speech was very hurt. He waved his hand and said: "Hey! A little old! The skin is still so thick, my hand is hurting! I wonder you are not ashamed!"

cough······!

The old man of the purple squirt squirted an old blood, and his face was full of grievances. Like a vicious old ghost, he was mad at the star of Venus, almost fainted to the past, and his head turned out to be blue smoke.

"Puppy scorpion, I will never let you go!"

Snapped! Snapped! Snapped! ······

Yuan Hong grabbed his clothes collar, a fan of madness, no mercy, no idea how many slaps he took, feeling that his hands were sour, and finally threw them in the distance, with infinity and throwing A straw-like one.

"The life is very hard, not even dead!"

The old man in purple was thrown away by Yuan Hong. He had already passed out, but there was still a breath. Yuan Hong strode forward and searched for something on the old stick.

A storage spar is full of palms. The space inside is bigger than Yuan Hong. There are many good things shining in the light. Yuan Hong finds that there are thousands of good stones in the texture. There are still dozens of auras. Awkward Lingshi.

The rest are some old herbal medicines, which are flashing with luster and strong medicinal properties. There are also some red-red stone cans, as well as several books and weapons. Yuan Hongyi is a common item, and the rest are a few pieces of clothing.

"It seems that this old stick usually does not kill the murder of people, or a trip in the wild, how can there be so many Yuanshi and Lingshi! Killing the fire belt, so that the money is really fast!"

Yuan Hong was not soft, and all washed up, and he was in a good mood. He got such a big one than baby, saving himself not knowing much time and energy.

Yuan Hong’s big foot lifted, and the head of the old purple man was cracked, and he was completely transparent. The water flowing under his feet was thrown into the abyss, and his eyes disappeared.

Poor generation of the spiritual roots of the strong, it was so drowned, but also posted a few brothers!

Yuan Hongke, regardless of the other, immediately flew and flew toward the abyss. The place was too strong to attract strong people. The bottom of the abyss was less than a hundred feet, and it was lush and green.

The figure jumped, and a few of them disappeared. At the moment, Yuan Hong came to the bottom of the abyss, and the atmosphere rolled into a fog. A smart world appeared in front of Yuan Hong.