"What are the two bodhi old zu in the district now?"
Six people are agitated.
Evil cultivation is different from the right monk.
Most of them practice magic and evil methods, and most of them practice in strange and extraordinary ways, and the speed of practice is often fast, and there will be more disasters at the same time.
With the same qualification, most magic powers and evil methods are faster, but Du Jie is more difficult.
Many magic practices go all the way to deification, and one result is fatal lightning robbery, lightning robbery and so on.
Of course, there are also people who practice magic and do strange things. These people can achieve great things in a different way. Although they are still magic, they are often respected by the ranks, and the camps are often neutral and rarely involved in his struggle.
For example, Shuo Ji, the man who founded the Temple of the Deep Sea, was known as the magic statue of the Deep Sea. At that time, although the Temple of the Deep Sea was magic repaired all over the place, it remained neutral. Most of the younger brothers were still divided into two parts, and it was also a first-class magic feat.
But later, after the magic statue sat down, the deep sea temple slowly fell into a real magic cave …
Thoughts are swirling. Six people look at the victory and their hearts are surging.
Especially when the blood cloud dissipates, the pale and snowy figure makes them exhausted.
Although spotless and white, I still stand in this world like a white Excalibur, even though I don’t hold the magic weapon of sword.
However …
Yan light Wu snow-white cheeks have a little tear mole with color, and her appearance at this time has added a few minutes of normal and vivid.
“……”
Her face is sad and her eyes are not at all colored.
Especially looking at the two regimented figures in the distance.
"Strong is too strong … even if Yan Jianxian’s sword has been so terrible for so many years …"
Hoarse and growling, the sky is clear. "Before I came here, I knew that we couldn’t win the magic statue symbiotic solution, and you could break your Yuan Shen. Your injury doesn’t even have the strength of Du Jie …"
"Ha ha ha ha ….."
The magic word bodhi old zu yin is somewhat crazy and somewhat admired. "Heaven and earth have changed for thousands of years, so it is no wonder that people can surpass you … You can still do this step after being so seriously injured …"
"There are few people who can cultivate immortals in Jiuzhou compared with you …"
"It’s a pity that you are missing your real Excalibur! It is also my pleasure to watch you fall here today … "
The two bodhi old zu didn’t persuade Jianzong to give up resistance, nor did they persuade the latter to hand over the secret treasure of the apocalypse. Instead, they were a respectful taste telling a fact that seemed to have been established.
Yan Qing Wu looked into the distant eyes and was nostalgic for the world because of her fear of death.
It seems that life and death are already very common things in her eyes.
There is a sword and peace in her eyes.
She looked at the sky, and her eyes were not confused. The Tibetan can peep at the mark of the sword, and all living things can perceive the temperature.
suddenly
distant place
A giant tore the outer barrier to reveal an ancient face full of years, reflecting the immortal glory.
The six people look a grave.
Eyes lit fire like met with heavy rain immediately put out most of it.
"After all, it’s here." Cheng Tianyun sighed lightly. "If I can find out early …"
"Brother, I don’t blame you …" Kind of Xiao whispered, "Who can know that such an ancient god will be the Shan Lan Sect …"