This kind of sweeping to the fishing of Weng is very fierce, and it is very loud, bringing out a burst of sound.

The princess from the palace did not move, and there was no interest in even a look. It seemed that this blue light could not hurt the fishing. Ω (eight) (a) Ω "Chinese network WwW. ┡81.Zw. COM

Fishing Weng wrists shook, the fish shackles in front of the body, the blue light hit the fishing rod, bursting with a **** light, a sharp scream rang, and Qingguang hurried into the water.

"Hey animals, I have been waiting for you for many days, do you want to escape like this?" Fishing whispered softly, the fish squats backwards, the fishing line flies, the glaucoma sees it sinking into the blow, but it is fish again. The line slammed on the ground.

This blue light turned out to be a green and secluded serpent, with eyes shining with sorrows, screaming and screaming fiercely.

"Hey animals, you have recently injured a lot of animals in the mountains, today is your death." Fishing Weng said lightly.

The big snake seemed to understand his words and struggled to swim in the lake. However, its captain was hooked by the hook and could not get rid of it.

I saw the fish line tremble, and the big snake fluttered like a catkin to the sharp stone on the ground. It slammed, the tongue smashed and the blood dripped.

It struggled for a moment, and there was no movement at all.

Fishing Weng's wrists shook, the line of fish quickly wraps around the fishing rod, and then he turns his head and glances at the main palace.

The outsiders face the inevitable fear of the main palace of the palace, but the fisherman can’t move, and there is no difference.

His cheeks were covered under the brawl and he couldn't see the face clearly, but there was no doubt that he was calm and fearless.

Looking at him from the palace, he pointed to the body of the big snake and asked: "How do you have the leisure to go down to do this little thing?"

Fishing Weng replied: "This is not a trivial matter. You don't leave the palace all the year round. I don't know that this day is not too flat, and there are many more monsters."

I was surprised by the color of the eyes of the palace, saying: "Is this animal still not turned into a monster?"

"It has been ingenuity, and it is a matter of time to become a demon. Go out early and get rid of the troubles." Fishing Weng said, "This world doesn't know what happened. I heard that the Northeast is not even flat, not only the monster, but also people. Suffered."

“Is it so serious?”

Fishing Weng did not answer this question because there was too much of this problem.

"Is that sent people to the Northeast?"

"Sword 13 has gone."

"Sword XIII, oh, the sword **** is finally willing to send this beloved close disciple to perform the task. If he goes, it is naturally hand-to-hand." The palace owner obviously has confidence in this sword.

"Sword God has been healing this time, I believe you have heard the wind, he fought a battle with the mysterious repairer, and suffered a bit of injury." Fishing Weng said.

"It is said that the repairer is called the Zen Zen, isn't the Lord respecting the revenge for the sword god, let him go so far?" asked the palace curiously.

The fishing man raised his head slightly, revealing a scar. The scar went from the left cheek to the right face and traversed the entire face, making him look terrible.

He glanced at the head of the palace and said faintly: "Respecting the Lord's Acer and Weiluo, every move has its own set, in fact, you and I can penetrate."

The main face of the palace showed awe-inspiring color, saying: "The words are reasonable, I can't help myself to respect the Lord's heart."

"I will go to see the Lord first, and I will not chat with you." The main stick of the palace was a little bit on the ground, and it took a few feet away, and directly crossed the foothills and ran to the top of the mountain.

"Peer!" The fishing rod gently spit out two words, the wrists trembled, and the slamming sound, the fishing line flew out, entangled a trunk, slammed, and the fishing angling was the arrow of the string. Shooted out, standing next to the main body of the palace in the next second.

The two of them showed their magical powers. After they had to climb, they climbed up the mountain, which is not so embarrassing. The mountains, the breeze, the cold, the ground covered with white snow, a black house standing in the foothills, there is no point on the black house. Remnant snow is particularly eye-catching in a white world.

The two of them walked in the snow without a trace. They came to the front of the dark house. The black door of the ink was automatically opened, and the fishing man stopped at the door, while the main palace stepped in.

The door closed automatically and the room was in the dark.

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A flame vacated, and a few oil lamps lit up in the four corners of the room, illuminating the dark house.

This black house is not broad and empty. It can be said that it is a wall of the family. Apart from the chair in the forefront, there is nothing else.

A man came out of the darkness and walked straight to the chair to sit down. The man took a mask and looked at the palace master deeply. He said, "You are here."

His voice is desolate and deep, like the echoes in the valley, and there is a mysterious feeling that can't be said.

The head of the palace was kneeling down to the other side, and he said with respect and respect: "See the Lord."

If the people who leave the palace see this scene, it must be scared of the soul, and the high-ranking palace owner will kneel down to a masked guy, and is willing and respectful.

"Get up," said the Lord.

"Thank you Lord."

"You have not been able to reap the retreat this time. You have already arrived at the Eight Masters. Perhaps, in your lifetime, you can break through the physical imprisonment and usher in an unprecedented realm - Wu Wang." The Lord said with no approval.

The main face of the palace showed a fascinating color, saying: "There is always one thing I want to ask the Lord."

"You want to ask what kind of feeling is the realm of Wu Wang?" The Lord seems to be able to understand her heart and ask.

The palace owner was not surprised at all, and said with conviction: "Yes."

"If you get to that realm, you will naturally know." The Lord said with inexplicability.

The palace owner hangs his head, and the disappointment on his face flashes away.

"You are coming this time, I am going to give you a task. I heard that Wu Zong gave birth to a little accident and needs you to take a trip to deal with it."

"What accident happened to Wu Zong?"

"You know when you go to nature."

The palace owner did not dare to ask again.

"This world is becoming more and more complicated. Even the tree of life reappears in the world. Is this the repairer really going to return?" said the Lord himself.

“No?” The palace’s flower was eclipsed. “How can the return of the repairer be expelled?”

"Nothing is absolutely absolute. In those days, when people were tempted to evict people and talents, they were expelled. Now the world has changed, it is not like that of the past." The Lord said with emotion.

"I respect the Lord is not worried about that day Zen and a hundred stars?" asked the palace owner.

"Tianzenzi is not enough evidence. It’s just a small fight. The ever-changing star is to be wary. He is a character in the era of the past. The so-called old man is fine. You don’t look at his child, but the threat is Incompetent can be compared." said the Lord.

The main singer of the palace said: "The genius has also seen this person. This person is moody and is indeed a tricky guy."

"He is not only tricky, but very clever. He did not squat out of the 100,000 mountains while he was self-cultivating. Instead, he quietly lurked among the 100,000 mountains. Even I could not know what he was doing. The species was indeed a strong enemy. At first I thought that he would rush straight out and be prepared to deal with him, but all the plans were lost." The Lord said regretfully.

"Do you want to bring him out?" The palace owner volunteered.

"Oh, you can't be beaten in front of him, why should you die in vain?"

The palace owner did not swear because of this sentence, but instead said: "It is useless and the strength is not good."

"Don't blame you. Perhaps, this is my worrying day. When Wu Zongzhu had already determined that the baby had been removed, who else would have the ability to return all the defenders in Tiantiantian?" said the Lord.

In the heart of the palace, I remembered the crisis of a few decades ago. The Wuzong disciple gave birth to a baby, which turned out to be the rare nine-yang sacred body.

From ancient times to the present, the Jiuyang Holy Body is a true genius. Those who possess this kind of physique will undoubtedly become a powerful repairer in the future.

Many mysterious and powerful practitioners are not very worried about the return of the repairers, because they are confident that no one can do this.

But I never thought of expelling the cultivators. In this world, there will be people who have the sacred body of the nine yangs, and this is what makes such a powerful warrior strange.

Fortunately, this baby was known to the military from birth, which is a fortunate misfortune, so that they can kill this dangerous factor in the cradle.

So, they did this, and they started to hurt a baby. Of course, the people who knew this thing at the end of the day counted one hand.

The main heart of the palace said that the Lord really thought more, the baby was dead and the crisis had been lifted.

"Respect the Lord, when did you see Wu Junshan? The Palace and Wu Zongben are the pieces that you laid down in the past, and Wu Junshan is not allowed to know this secret. The martial arts are always free, and it is not good for us to act."

"Come on, you don't see Wu Junshan is younger than you are, but deeper than your city, don't touch him, I won't show it easily. I have been examining him all these years, the people around him. The old man is also observing his words and deeds, but he has not seen any flaws in these years."

"Then he is not worthy of our trust?"

The Lord smirked and said: "Actually, this time let you go to Wuzong for this matter. Wu Zong's news came back. There seems to be a problem inside Wu Zong. It seems to be related to this one. I want you. To figure out, remove the hidden dangers that may exist." The Lord ordered.

"The subordinates understand that Wu Junshan can see this once in the eyes of the Lord. His chances are right in front of him, just see how he made a choice." The palace owner said, "I hope he will not make the wrong choice, otherwise It will be overwhelmed."

The Lord smiled and said nothing.

After leaving the palace, he left the dark house and the door was closed again. The fishing ang still stood at the door and looked at her and said, "Is this gone?"

"I am not as leisurely as you are, it is a laboring life." The palace owner made a very joke.

The voice has not fallen, has turned into a residual image, disappeared into the world of white snow.