Although Xiong Yi led the tens of thousands of disciples in the door of the martial arts, there were thousands of demon people coming to help out. However, in the face of tens of thousands of demon soldiers will fight, hundreds of thousands of demon soldiers will be plundered, picking stars and others still fall into desperation. In the face of such a dead end, the four people, such as the picking star, do not have any confession. One of them is born with one death. Even if it is a monk, can there be geometry for a long life? This death or death is light into the feathers, or the death is as heavy as a mountain. Whether it is a feather or a mountain, it is also the judgment of others. After all, life and death are still in your own heart. The death of the picking stars and others may be foolish in the eyes of others, perhaps ignorant, but the four people have no regrets in their hearts! The avenue of the road should be very transparent before the death, and the kind of calm in the heart is really the sail to the avenue!

However, there is no way for heaven, and Heaven will not let the people who are dissatisfied with the red heart. In the end, the image of the little white dragon will be smashed into the sky, and the stars and Zhang Daoran will be seen by the tens of thousands. Surrounded by the Yaozu, the effort should be turned into a flowing water. When the death is determined, but in the other direction behind the crowds, if the murderousness of the sky is as strong as the impact, the heaven and earth will condense in the sky. In order to complete the turbulence, the tides rushing toward the earth, such weather as hundreds of thousands of Yuan Yingxiu at the same time urging mana, is not what they have seen!

They didn't feel shocked. They were even more pale-faced. "Is it ......" The two men almost invariably think, "Is this the ambush of the tourmaline demon king? It’s hard... I think I’m hiding in the mainland. Domon monks will come to save Xiaohua?"

In the interpret, they still let the mind go out, and when they watched the hundreds of thousands of disciples who were thousands of miles away, their eyes almost fell to the ground. The two men glanced at each other and shouted: "No...Impossible? I... I am a monk in the Yuan Dynasty of the Tibetan cemetery... I have come to save... Is it Xiaohua?"

"Autumn... Qiuer..." The tone of the picking star was a little trembling, and the surprise was awkward to Gu Suqiu. "I...we have saved!"

"Oh?" Gu Suqiu was extremely injured. Now she can't release her thoughts, and she can't show her eyes. She is also surprised to look at the distance. The small mouth is also shocked and slightly stunned. "Is it because I can't save the soldiers?"

"Call..." The star took a deep breath and said. "Yes! In order to save Xiaozhen, all the Taoist monks in the Tibetan Immortal are coming!"

“How could it be?” Gu Suqiu yelled. “Xiao Zhenren is certainly a benevolent person in the world, but... but his charm does not seem to be enough to save the Taoist monks in the entire Tibetan immortal continent?”

"Yeah, I have waited for Xiaozheng!" Picking the stars and smiling. "He can give me grace, and naturally he can also be gracious to other monks. It seems that ... the public loses Yi Xin is really blind!"

"This has something to do with the public lost Yi Xin!" Gu Suqiu Jiao Jiao spent a lifetime, snuggling into the arms of the star, "Looks... I have time to wait..."

"Yeah!" Picking the stars and holding the hands of Gu Suqiu, watching their own rivals, those tourmaline demon people are equally stunned, are to pick up the stars and others, fly to him to explore the situation.

"Xiao Hua! Xiao Hua!! Xiao Hua!!!" The man in the air was almost killed by the demon. At this time, he just flew to Zhang Daoran, and he also released his thoughts. Seeing such a grand scene, I don’t feel like taking my thighs hard. "Grandma’s, Laozi really served you! I knew that you can be convinced by the whole Tibetan immortal continent. I still fight to save you. ??"

However, it was also a moment. The people in the early days were Nahan. He whispered, "Due the brother, taking advantage of the situation, this Yuanying monk is not afraid of thirty thousand? I... I can hide the mainland." Is there so many Yuan Ying?"

"Yes!" Zhang Daoran is also a second monk who can't figure it out. I patted my head and smiled bitterly. "I am also a big master of the scorpion. How can I still be so ignorant? How can I never know that there are so many Yuanying monks in the Tibetan Immigrants? And..."

Zhang Daoran is saying, suddenly, a glimpse of the heart. The body was driven by the mana, and the snow drifted from here, not only to protect himself and the people in the air, but also to pick up the stars and Gu Suqiu. Then, turning to look behind him, cold and cold: "How? I have just killed a fight with the Yaozu. Do you want to smash it at this time? Is Xuan Huangling so shameless??"

But after seeing Zhang Daoran and others, Xuan Huangling’s dozens of Confucianisms have quietly encircled at this time. The Confucianism had already taken out the imperial device. At this time, listening to Zhang Daoran's swearing, the Confucianism smiled and said: "Hey, I am a killer, only knowing to be ordered..."

"Damn!" The people in the sky were extremely bitter and cried. "I have never died in the hands of the Yaozu. At this time, I died in the hands of the Terrans. It really makes Laozi dissatisfied..."

"Kill..." Xuan Huangling's Confucianism sees hundreds of thousands of infants and monks who are approaching. Where can they stay for a long time? The leading Confucian commander screamed, and a dozen Confucianisms simultaneously spurred the infuriating, but saw a heavy and arrogant air column rushing out of the void, not only falling into the Confucianism, but also Zhang Daoran and so on. Surrounded. Zhang Daoran and other four people are not the opponents of Xuan Huang Ling Confucianism. Now, where is there any means of resilience? But seeing Haoran's anger, Zhang Daoran's snow drifted and the murderous Guanghua approached four people again!

"Damn..." At the critical moment, a four people were all familiar with each other. Immediately, "the rumble..." At the height of the sky, a heavy Thunder suddenly gave birth, and then if the wrath of the gods, the violent fall , the range of the nearest ten is covered!

This thunder is so fierce, every trace of thunder is angered, and every brilliance can pierce people's eyes. In the eyes of Zhang Daoran and others, Xuan Huang ordered the dozens of monks to be almost irresistible. When they hit these thunders, they instantly turned into nothingness. The space in the entire tenth was distorted by the Thunder. Almost a blink of an eye, a dozen of the five elements of the top five refining and refining the Confucianism in this thunder, screaming into blood! In this **** fog, the dozens of great Confucian gods did not have any chance to escape, and they were killed by the Thunder!

Gu Suqiu is stupid! She is a middle-aged Confucianism in Yuanli. I don’t know where these are close to Yuanli’s six-class Confucianism, and these monks are killed in a flash. This is what the person who made the shot is repaired. !

"Xiao Hua??" Stars looked at the thunder in front of the eyes, thinking about the familiar voice before, it seems that each of the thunder is revealing Xiaohua's smiling face, he could not help but scream, tears in his eyes.

"Impossible!" Gu Suqiu 荻 荻 摘 摘 摘 摘 摘 摘 摘 摘 摘 摘 摘 摘 摘 摘 摘 摘 摘 摘 摘 摘 摘 摘 摘 摘 摘 摘 摘 摘 摘 摘 摘 摘 摘 摘 摘 摘 摘 摘 摘 摘 摘 摘 摘 摘 姑 姑 姑 姑 姑Yi Xin should dig up his own eyeballs!"

Speaking of this, the next person in the air yelled: "Of course it is impossible! Xiaozhen people are still under the fire column to suppress it!"

Zhang Daoran and others hurriedly turned around. Sure enough, the little white dragon under the pillar of fire was still struggling.

"Kill, kill Laozi!" At this time, in the distance, there is a hysterical sound of hysterics. "Is this tourmaline actually insulting the master, and still put the black bear of the janitor in the eyes? Today Don't set the tourmaline flat, Laozi... Laozi gives the old man a back door!!"

"Black...black bear fine??" Zhang Daoran never went to the Black Wind Ridge. Naturally, he didn't know the black bear. When he saw the black bear, he was shocked. "How... how is the Yaozu?"

"No, no!" Gu Suqiuqi is the most careful, smiled. "You didn't listen to him? Insult his lord, isn't his grandfather Xiaohua?"

"But..." The star is even more frowning. "Is this black bear afraid of having the strength of the six products or even the strength of the seven products? How can he give Xiaohua a door?"

"Kill, kill, kill!" At this time, next to the black bear, the white lion and the golden eagle also showed their physique, one by one, all of them were enchanting, and the fierce flames covered the ground and shouted, "Blood wash the tourmaline, give Master is out!!"

"How could Xiao Hua have three demon people with six strengths and six guards to guard him?" The people in the air were completely puzzled.

"Oh..." At this time, a powerful **** read like a hurricane, blowing from a distance, and a person in the air, waiting for a roll, immediately stopped, the gods did not withdraw, actually will be completely surrounded Imprisoned.

"Grandma's, this...what is this predecessor?" I felt the power of God's thoughts, and the magic of the use of God's thoughts. The numbness of the numbness that had been shocked by surprise was a bitter smile. "This is...protecting me, etc. ?"

"Daoran brother..." At this time, a twisted light and shadow is like a kaleidoscope of light shining from afar. The light and shadow will be condensed into a human form in front of Zhang Daoran.

"Respect... Jingting real people??" Although Zhang Daoran is not particularly familiar with Jingting real people, he is always familiar. Now, when he sees Jingting, he is standing in front of himself, and he is unconscious, and exclaimed, " When are you...when are you cultivating to...the realm of the fit?"

At this time, Jingting was still swaying behind him, and the side of the light and shadow that had not completely converged, the space of Baizhang began to sway, and a heavy wave spurted out of the space like a fountain. In a moment, it was an extraordinary one. The monk was revealed from the inside.

"Xuansongzi???" picking up the stars is like seeing a ghostly scream. "You...you have been with the old man to join the Yaotai Mountain to participate in the Yaotai meeting. The old man will not see you, thinking that you have something. How? ...... How can I not see you for two hundred years, you... you also fit into the fit? You...what did you encounter?" (~^~)