The first five hundred and seventy seven chapters

"Is he a saint?" The silver armor warfare was a bit numb, and the instinctive wanted to go away, but he was still a slow step.

"boom……"

His body was entangled in the shadow of Jin Guangquan, and hundreds of scorpions were used to iron his death. Among them, there were dragons and dragons, and they swallowed him in a flash.

"Do not……"

The silver armor war will only make a fierce snoring, and it will end his life. Ye Chu, the ants, let him pay the price of his life.

"Is this really a fairyland?"

Jinguang’s shadow slowly dissipated, and Ye Chu’s figure emerged from the inside. At this time, there was a large horrible breath in the distance. Ye Chu’s eyes glared, and I saw a lot of soldiers rushing over, including the war. There are dozens of them.

"flash……"

Ye Chu is not afraid of any strong enemy, but it does not mean that he is a fool. Facing thousands of Zongwang strongmen above Tiansanjing, he is still here to fight against the other side. This time should be thirty-six. It is counted as a measure.

This area is very vast, and Ye Chu is very scared. The thousands of fighters behind him have been chasing him.

He is not familiar with this area at all, and he uses the wind to make a decision. He travels through the clouds and flies north.

"Fighting!"

At this time, there was a tsunami in the mountains, and the speed of thousands of fighters soared. In a blink of an eye, the distance between the two sides was narrowed.

"What is this big battle!"

Ye Chu almost vomited blood, the other party did not know what secret method was used, can actually speed up nearly double, this will soon be caught up.

"That is?"

Seeing that it was going to be caught up, Ye Chu even wanted to use the Blood Furnace and the Ice Throne. At this time, he discovered that there was a fairy island suspended in the void.

The aura around Xiandao is very full, and even has a lot of aura, which directly turns into Lingquan and rushes into people's mouths.

"Get the most out of it..."

Ye Chu is also welcome, directly with a big hand, showing the true meaning of the show, absorbing some aura, and turning some of the aura into the world of Qinglian Qiankun to nourish one's own world.

"Who is in trouble in my holy place!"

At this time, there was a terrible old voice in Xiandao. Ye Chu did not make a scream, and fell to a big hall in the next second.

"Who is this person?"

"Dare to marry us Tiandao..."

"Master, you must be severely punished. This is not like a fairyland..."

"It seems to be a lower-level person..."

On the main hall, more than one person, Ye Chu looked up and looked around, directly locked an old man on the main hall of the main hall.

This old man is solemn, with the finger pointing, holding a white fur fan on his right, staring at himself.

"Good and strong..."

Ye Chu was stared at the body numb, feeling the heart must be broken, the old man in front of him is too strong, perhaps the legendary big fairy.

In fact, this old man did not stare at him at all. It was just an idea. The angry thoughts of the old man had the strength to make Ye Chu almost disintegrated.

"Where is this..." Ye Chu avoided his gaze and patted the dust on his body and stood up.

"Vulgar!"

"Sure enough, it is the lower bound of the people!"

"Bud buns!"

The disciples around him pointed at the behavior of Ye Chu. When the guy was making clothes, he took a lot of dust and smeared the hall.

"When I saw the immortal teacher, why didn't you?" At this time, a young man suddenly shot his hand and kicked his leg to Ye Chu's knee.

"roll!"

Ye Chu was furious, and a large number of Fuhua appeared on his right leg. He turned into a fierce fist and directly copied the young man's leg. A fierce glimpse, the young man was directly shackled into the sky.

The strength of the youth is good. Naturally, it has not been knocked down by the smashing. It just swayed in the air and fell back to the main hall.

"Damn!"

"Dare to do it in the hall, ask Master to allow, I will wait for him!"

"A lower bound, the people dare to scatter in the fairy world, and the master please smashed him!"

The disciples of these old men are ignorant in each other's eyes. Only a few people do not change their colors. At first glance, they are the immortals who have no way to go. Those who are not influxed by these disciples do not have a sanctified existence.

"stop!"

The white-haired old man sipped, and the white-pink fan waved, and a powerful force hit him on Ye Chu’s knee.

Ye Chu spit out a blood, his knees were directly cracked, but he did not squat.

"Good boy, the bones are not small..." The white-haired old man had some accidents, and his mouth showed a faint smile. He waved again and hit Ye Chu’s left knee.

Ye Chu vomited blood again. Under the attack of this old man, there is no power to fight back. Even if the wind is applied, it will not be able to escape. It is not a level of fighting.

The left and right knees were cracked, but Ye Chu still stood in the temple, but his legs were shaking, his face was pale and his teeth were still stuck.

"I Ye Chu跪 跪 跪 跪 跪 Master, 跪 ??" Ye Chu trembled Weiwei picked up his hand, with the **** against the white-haired old man, "No!"

The white-haired old man laughed happily: "A good sorrowful sorrowful master! Today, the old man will accept you as a disciple, what can you do?"

"You said that it will be collected, isn't that very little faceless?" Ye Chu snorted, not taking it for granted, he did not want to join the pile of pig brothers and sisters.

"presumptuous!"

"The Master is willing to accept you as a disciple, it is a blessing that you have learned from the world!"

"Quick!"

This group of young men and women, played a very good role as a non-quality passerby, compared with the real immortal, it is really too big a gap.

"Shut up!"

Even the white-haired old man couldn’t listen to it. He waved a white-haired fan, and just a few disciples were thrown out by him.

"For the teacher to train, I don't want to be noisy!" The white-haired old man is somewhat impatient. The powerful eye is looking directly at Ye Chu. Through the majesty, "Give you two choices, one is death, and the other is to worship me." The sage is a teacher, you choose it..."

"The Heavenly Saints?"

In the heart of Ye Chu’s heart, I couldn’t help but think of the Tiandao sects that Tian sect said. It seems that the ancestors of Tian Daozong were heavenly sages. Is this old guy the ancestor of Heavenly Taoism, and the holy land of Heavenly Taoists in the fairy world?

However, the Tiandao dynasty has already been ruined. Now, at least four or five hundred thousand years have passed since the opening of the Tiandao sect. Why is there a heavenly sage?

“Don't I go back?”

Ye Chu has some scalp tingling, and he does not want to go back to the past. There are still a lot of red faces waiting for himself in this life. Now they have not yet born, are they not with them?

This result made Ye Chu somewhat unacceptable and squatted in the hall.

"Since you don't make a sound, you are worshipping the Holy Spirit as a teacher. You are going to worship it, and you are cheaper today!" The Heavenly Saint was laughing, and with a big hand, he directly pointed out two silver lights and scored the leaves. Chu's eyes.

"Teacher will give you a big gift today, and will open the sky for you!"

"boom……"

Ye Chu gas burst into the sea, the powerful strength made him lose consciousness, and immediately stunned the past.

......

"Do not!"

Ye Chu screamed and sat up fiercely, his body was wet with cold sweat, only to find himself lying in the holy pool.

Only eight kinds of holy liquid have been absorbed, only a little bit of holy liquid left, Ye Chu looked around this, wiped a cold sweat on his forehead: "Is it just a strange dream?"

"Not a dream..."

When he opened his eyes, he found that his eyes had changed. His eyes were clearly a void of silence. He saw some colorful brilliance floating in the void.