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"The monks of this ancient magical sect, but they have repaired some magical powers, have to come up with such a squad of ghosts and devils, do you really think that you can scare people?"

"Lord Phillips, I heard that it is the lord of the ‘Devil's Temple’, the old ancestors of the blue light, personally brought the masters of the great magic door to come?” Someone asked the king of the magic guide.

Phillips licked his beard and smiled. "It is said that this is the case. This time, the ancient ruins are extremely large in scale and rare in history."

I am afraid that the monks of the ancient Devils also believe that this is a good opportunity to find holy things."

Ye Fan asked: "What is the Devil's Palace?"

"Oh, the Sword God does not know, the Devil's Palace, is the oldest ally of the ancient Devils, similar to our fairy tales."

However, because these magical monks of the ancient Devils are mostly eccentric, they do not choose to vote by voting.

Those who can become members of the Devil's Temple are the masters and demon gates that remain after being killed.

The singer who was killed by the lord of the sword **** is one of the demon temples. However, after he died, he must have been replaced by other people, and the magic guide king explained.

Ye Fan "Oh", "That said, the blue light ancestor, is the first master of the ancient magic?"

"This...not necessarily, it can only be said that these demon kings in the Devil's Temple are now the first of the blue light ancestors.

His one-handed heart-light method can display countless spells, killing and killing, and it is a must-have for the curse! "The magic guide king is quite advocating."

Ye Fan frowned, curse... It seems to be a spell similar to witchcraft, more strange and evil than magic, technique.

However, in Ye Fan's view, the curse is a bit soft, not a hard power.

This blue-light ancestor can become the first person in the Devil's Palace by the curse. It should be to raise the curse to a very high level.

"Ha ha ha ha! Isn't there a friend of the heavens and the land?!

It’s polite to wait for me to wait here so early! ! ”

A mad laugh came and it was deafening.

I saw a fat-headed, burly man with a big beard and a black-and-silver mountain axe that was bigger than others. He was screaming loudly across the Red Tide Canyon.

Behind the giant axe, there are already hundreds of monks from the ancient devils who have arrived.

Among them, the Holy Land has less to say the Bailai, and it is also the realm of heaven. It should be the followers of these sacred masters.

This shackle is no worse than the monks of the heavens and the land, and even a few extra points.

"Niu Wanjin! You are less there to put gold on your face! I am waiting for the fairy palace friends, drinking alcohol here, has nothing to do with you waiting for the magic door!" Beast St. Breton shouted back.

The cup Mo stopped at the ear of Ye Fan and whispered: "This cow is tens of thousands of pounds. It is the owner of the ancient magical cow family.

Because I have a lot of power, I call this name, and I like to provoke others to kill others.

At this time, Niu Wanjin dismissed his face: "Do you have a bald head with a worm?

Grandpa Niu heard that there was a sword **** on your side, and also killed the old thief of Qihe, it is a skill!

Where is the sword god? Come out and give the grandfather a palm to see if it is worthy of the name! ”

Everyone couldn’t help but look at Ye Fan. Ye Fan was innocent, licking his mouth and thinking about shutting his ass?

Ye Fan did not care too much about the things of the Meng family and his sons, let alone the ancient gods who could not be beaten by the Eight Diagrams.

It wasn't that Ye Fan deliberately endured. He was too troublesome. Secondly, he finished the Star God, and overtook the chaos of God. He did not regard the monk of this plane as his opponent.

It’s like watching a group of people who are not sensible, and bragging about it, do you really have a general knowledge of them?

Even angry is too lazy to be angry!

"Oh? It turns out that he is the sword god?" Niu Wanjin snorted. "It seems that it is the same thing. Isn't the old thief careless?"

"The owner of the cow, you must be rude, the lord of the sword, but defeat the star of the gods will be the top of the world, people can not be looks."

It’s a young man with a white robe and a long-haired man. The whole person looks a little old, but his eyes are small and revealing sharpness.

Holding a cane with a green bamboo shape, the rods are all kinds of biological skulls, and many of them can't see what creatures are.

"Since the old ancestors of the blue light say so, it seems that you are a sword god, it is a bit of a skill." Niu Wanjin is quite recognized.

A group of other sacred sacred masters of the Devil's Temple also paid attention to Ye Fan.

Curious, respectful, disapproving, all kinds of eyes, complex and diverse.

Seeing the attention of these people in the magic door, all in the body of swords and gods, Meng Yiqiu exposed the color of dissatisfaction.

"Hey, a group of people with no eyesight, the singer of the magic, do not understand anything, just screaming here, it seems that the people of the Devil's Temple are not very good," Meng Yiqiu disdain.

As soon as this was said, the big men of the Devil's Palace were naturally suffocating.

"Where is the stinky boy! Dare to scatter here!?"

Meng Yiqiu proudly said: "Tibet Mountain Villa, Meng Yiqiu! How! Who is not convinced?!"

One listened to the Tibetan Sword Mountain Villa, and there were several members of the Devil's Palace, but it was immediately restrained.

It seems that the ancient magical Yuan, I have also heard of the origins of the Tibetan Swords.

Meng Yunyun frowned, stepped forward, and sighed: "You all have a hoarseness in the ancient demon, the children are somewhat arrogant, I don't care if I don't care, you don't mind."

We have a collection of swords and mountains. Since ancient times, we have had some exchanges with the ancient magical deities. Many of the predecessors of the Devil's Palace also used the flying swords we built. We have no intention of offending the Temple of the Devil. ".

"Izumo Juggernaut!?"

"Is it Meng Yun?!"

"Two thousand years ago, one person killed the three holy spirits of the swordsmanship!"

There are several older members of the Devil's Hall, and they suddenly recognized Meng Yunyun.

The old ancestors of the blue light also laughed and said: "It turned out to be the sword of the cloud, the master of Mengzhuang came in person, and the young man was very young. We naturally would not be in the heart...

This time, the Mengzhuang master personally went into battle, which made me wait.

After two thousand years, if you can see the sword of the sword again, you will be able to make a lot of people and feast your eyes."

"The old lamp of the Qing Dynasty is heavy, and I am just worried about my son's safety. I will follow it with my own sake. It is a blessing to return safely." Meng Yunyun looked like a cloud.

Meng Yiqiu, who saw the Devil's Temple at this moment, sold the face of the Tibetan Swordsman Villa. He suddenly looked proud and looked at Ye Fan in the back.

However, Ye Fan did not take care of the father and son.

He is looking at the ancient magical side, want to know, the ancient magic is a group of monks at what level.

I glanced at it and didn't feel it at first. I couldn't help but look at one of the long-haired women wearing a long dress and wearing a beautiful pearl hair accessory.

This woman, although covered in a dark blue veil, only reveals a pair of big eyes like autumn water...

but! Ye Fan always feels that this is the person he has been looking for! !

The woman seems to have noticed that Ye Fan has been staring at her, and there is a lot of playfulness and confusion in her eyes.

At this moment, the magic guide king across the canyon, smiled and said: "The old ancestors of the blue light, not seen for more than a hundred years, don't come innocent."

"Lord Phillips, the style is still..." The blue light also smiled.

"This time, the Devil's Palace and our fairy palace, together with this ancient ruins, in accordance with the rules of the past, everyone is still with peace, the ancestors thought?"

"That is natural... It is important to find holy things. If it is not necessary, no one wants to increase casualties."

The two said very politely, but in fact, it is plain, just wait for the sacred object to find another shot, don't delay each other's time, halfway to find nothing, people will die a lot.

Suddenly, Ye Fan Yufeng came to the air and reached out and said: "The veiled girl, dare to ask the name?"

The people on both sides are all a glimpse. I did not expect that the sword **** would suddenly interrupt the dialogue between the two principals of the Fairy Palace and the Devil's Palace, and ask such a question?

With such a big scene, is there a leisurely girl?

The masked woman is obviously very surprised and silent.

On the other hand, another short-haired man with a tattoo on his face, like a knife, and a fierce temperament, glared at his eyes: "Sword God! Don't think that you are now beautiful, you can do whatever you want!"

The name of the Virgin Gate Virgin, you can ask at will! ? ”

Ye Fan wondered: "Wan poison door saint? What is the poisonous door? Is it specializing in anti-drug?"

"Know your knowledge! The poisonous door of the poisonous door is the best in the world! What do you want to do!" asked the short-haired man fiercely.

Ye Fan was even more excited and asked aloud: "Is it raining?? Light rain!? Blue rain?!"

The masked virgin door of the venomous door, frowning, whispered: "The lord of the sword, the little girl blue demon, you are afraid to admit the wrong person."

But when the sound comes out, Ye Fan will take a breath!

"Light rain! It's you! How can I hear this voice wrong!?"