The Strong, The Few, True Cultivators on Campus

Chapter 1357: Easy

Tang Yan watched the mountain shake, and the bitter sea annihilated, the light flashed, and the glare was so incomparable that he could not open his eyes. ┡ Ω (eight) (a) Chinese network Ww』W. 『81.Zw. COM

When he opened his eyes again, the bitter sea was long gone, and he stood on a bare ground.

He looked around and couldn't see the end. The dark sky was on top of his head, and the wind blew.

He slammed his foot on the ground and rushed to the sky with ease, like a rocket that was lifted off.

He stopped in the air and overlooked the ground below.

The earth is like an earthquake, and there are cracks in it, as if a sly scar is scattered across the earth, ugly.

However, in his heart, he opened the flowers, cheered with excitement, and turned a little in the air.

"Hahaha, I finally got out of the sea and returned to this ghost world."

He was very pleasantly surprised and took a deep breath. The cold air in the air made his heart more powerful than the power of the stars.

His mind was immediately immersed in the heavens, ready to sympathize with all of the greatest heroes.

In the heavens, the Tianhe floats in midair, and the water seems to have no end, and it constantly flows from the waterfall to the earth.

The rivers come together to form a huge ocean, which is like a world of water, everything is made of water.

"This lively scene is really refreshing. No one can think of this river as a bitter sea." Tang Yan was amazed and admired.

His mind returned from the heavens, looked up at the sky, and vowed silently: "Li Xiaotian, you are waiting for me, I am here to save you."

"Where does the Tibetan king keep her? Is it a city?"

Tang Zhen kept analyzing and finally confirmed the possibility of the capital city. After all, the capital city is the core of the ghost world.

Although the capital city is the site of the king of the king, but now the strong rise of the king of the earth, will definitely choose the core city of this ghost world to display their ambitions.

He did not know that the nine kings had been solved by the Tibetan king. Otherwise, he would definitely be more worried about the safety of Li Xiaotian.

Hey!

He landed on the ground, then started the horsepower and ran wildly.

There is no way to cheer the muscles in the ghost world. If there is any sword of war, then only rely on the legs.

However, his legs are very different from the average person. With a single leg, you can step a few meters away.

The wind and the earth are shaking, the earth shaking has stopped, and there is a sorrow along the way, but there is no encounter with a living being.

I don't know how long it took, a winding mountain was processed in the distance, with a clear outline, like a beast lying on its head.

His pupil slammed and felt that the mountain seemed familiar.

He was approaching quickly, the mountain was getting more and more awkward, and he became small, like a negligible ant.

But his gaze was firmly attracted by another thing.

A large river that surrounds the mountains.

"Sty River!" He exclaimed, and finally remembered where this is. Isn't this the capital city that I have been to?

However, before he went to the capital city, he went from the transmission array and did not see the exterior outline of the capital city.

"I accidentally hit the wrong city and actually came to the capital city."

He was very surprised, and the ghosts were vast. It took him a little time to find a city. It was definitely a lucky thing.

But he was guilty right away.

Because, he must stop here, there is no way to cross the Styx and fly to the capital city.

He is deeply aware of the power of the Styx. At the beginning, if he did not rely on the protection of the Four Elephants, he could not escape from the Styx.

Now, the four elephants are not around, how can he cross this scorpio?

He walked along the river bank for a while, finding a stone and preparing to throw a stone to ask for directions.

Hey!

The stone rubbed against the air, and it made a sharp break and flew over the Styx.

噗通!

However, the stone just flew above the river, and the momentum of the advance came to an abrupt end. There was a huge force that attracted it. In the next second, it fell quickly and fell into the river, splashing a few splashes.

"This……"

Tang Yan’s heart is a glimpse. If the stone is so light, there is no way to fly over the Styx. Doesn’t it immediately fall into the river?

He rolled his eyes and looked up at the capital city, which was close at hand, but could not go up.

Booming...

Suddenly, a shocking voice came from the city of Suidu. It seemed to be the voice of fighting. His sword and eyebrows were raised. He said: "Is it a big battle in the city? In the ghost world, who else is the opponent of the Tibetan king? ”

"Is it the tenth temple king to the Tibetan king?"

He is very clear that the Tibetan King will encounter obstacles in implementing his own ideas, especially the Ten Temples will definitely resist.

Could it be that the two sides broke the conflict?

He couldn't wait to rush to see it right away. However, the river blocked his thoughts.

He walked along the river bank and circled the capital of the city for a few laps. He still didn't think of a solution. It’s already quiet in the capital city. Is the battle over?

Who wins, who loses?

Does Li Xiaotian have any damage in it?

He was anxious like an ant on a hot pot.

"Picture! Now I am not the same as before, I have already arrived at the Mahayana II. I don't believe that the attraction of the Styx cannot be offset. Moreover, I am not a stone."

In the end, he has no choice but to take the plunge.

He took a deep breath, motivated his skill, and the whole body cells were active, and the infuriating spirit was boiling.

Hey!

He squatted on his legs and vacated the sky across the Styx.

However, when he flew above the river, a tremor from the depths of his soul trapped him, and he screamed and quickly fell down.

Although he was fully prepared, the power of the River still passed his prediction.

Seeing that he was flying down, he was about to fall into the river. At that time, his soul would be swallowed up by the water of the Styx.

"No, I can't die!" He whispered, his palms pushed forward, and a huge force flew to the surface of the water, like a shell hitting the water and splashing waves.

But the power of recoil did not reduce the extent of his fall.

"Rely, hell, this river is really evil."

He still did not give up, and quickly urging the Tibetan scriptures, the golden Sanskrit blurted out and wrapped him, he actually stopped falling.

"This...the Tibetan Buddhist Scriptures have such a magical effect." He was stunned, but he immediately returned to the gods, and quickly flew to the capital city in the mood of euphoria.

"The Tibetan king does not tell me, the Tibetan monk can restrain the attraction of the Styx, and I am thinking for a long time." He secretly complained.

Hey!

He finally flew up to the towering walls of the capital city. Now the capital city is in a mess, almost destroyed, and a group of black crushed figures lie on the ground, sincere and fearful, do not dare to move.

He searched for a while, and there was no such thing as a smile, even a familiar face.

What about King Luo?

Is this not his city?

What about the Tibetan king?

The power of this battle is so great that even the capital city has been almost destroyed. Who is fighting with whom?

"Where is the Tibetan king?"

He refused to hide his figure, and vacated, and slammed, and fell in front of the ghosts.

One by one, he looked up and looked at him in shock. Suddenly, someone recognized him and exclaimed: "It is him, the living person."

"He is Tang Yan in the mouth of the Tibetan king. Come and report to the Tibetan king. Tang Yan is coming." Some people cheered.

Tang Yan heard the words and frowned. It seems that the Tibetan king is looking for himself, but is he not in his own bitter sea?

How can he find himself with all his heart?

"The king of the land is looking for me? I don't need you to report, I am going to find him." Tang Yan said loudly, "Where is he?"

All eyes are fixed on the transmission array.

Tang Yan turned to look at it and immediately understood that the Dizang King left the transmission array.

"Hey, if you don't come late, you can find him directly, without using this big bill."

Tang Yan sighed and immediately asked the destination of the Tibetan king.

Where did the group know the destination of the Tibetan king, and they knew nothing about each other.

Tang Yan glanced at it and understood that his problem was all over the place. He simply walked into the transmission array.

Suddenly, he moved and asked: "Have you seen Li Xiaotian? She is a very beautiful girl, she is like this..."

He tried to describe the appearance of Li Xiaotian according to the impression in his mind.

They all brightened their eyes and nodded and said: "She left with the Tibetan king."

Tang Yan’s eyes also light up. Since Li Xiaotian was taken away by the Tibetan king, it is sure that life is innocent.

"What happened here?" Tang Yan pointed to a messy city.

On the opposite side, he said: "The King of Tibet has had a big fight with himself, which has led to all this."

Tang Yan brows, the Tibetan king fights with himself? These guys are scared, and even talking is not normal.

Tang Yu simply no longer asks, and everything that sees the Tibetan king is on the water.

He was already familiar with the transmission array, and the transmission array in the capital city could go to many places. He thought about it and decided to go to the city of Song Jiangwang first.

Among the ghosts, he is relatively familiar with him, or find him to inquire about the situation, perhaps he knows the whereabouts of the Tibetan king.

Hey!

A beam of light rose up to the sky, illuminating the faint sky, wrapped Tang Yan.

His eyes jerked brightly, and the light column was so fierce that he almost couldn't open his eyes. The next second, the light disappeared, and he came to a new place.

"Who?" A burst of sound rang, like a thunder in his ear.

Hey!

A treasure of the magic weapon flew out and attacked Tang Yan together.

Tang Yan exclaimed, when the ghosts were so indiscriminate, they were arbitrarily attacked.

Song Jiang’s efforts to control the team are too bad.

Between the thoughts, the storm-like attack has come to him. He is not afraid. With a wave of his hand, the enemy stops in the air, and the magic weapon that is close to it rumbling.

Hey!

His mind was moving, and a horrible force pushed them back and flew back faster, slamming into hard objects.

With the repair of his Mahayana II, it is easy to deal with these shrimps and crabs.