A Paragon of Wuhun

Remember a second []

However, the youth in the eyes is blood!

He has a title in his head, and I don't know why the secret seal is blinded.

And in his hands, holding a token!

The thick token of the Baqi, there is exquisite and complex home pattern.

In the middle, I also printed with a big "Pu" word!

When I saw this token, Pu Jinglong was smashed, and the face was sad.

"Father he ..."

Youth crying and rushing:

"The restriction of the dominance, all super-fairymen should be used in the critical juncture to repair the sky."

"Father, Second Uncle, San Bao, all sacrificed!"

"Father, I will give me the master token before, from now on, you are our Pujia new homeowner!"

Looking at this scene, Chen Fengxin hesitated.

According to the plan, he should also hit it directly when the Pu Jinglong's heart is chaos.

Even directly kill!

It is too big to have this amount of information in front of you.

He looked up at the dome.

At the end of all cyan chains, it is a familiar giant tower!

Zhu Tianzang Sutra!

And, it is the highest layer!

It is also the place where Chen Feng is called by Tiandao.

I am afraid how many people know it throughout the sky.

The top floor of Zhu Tianzang is actually the land of Tiandao dominates!

"I didn't expect it, I am actually here, I found the secret of the sky."

Obviously, the top of the sky has been a chance to have a shocking.

This catastrophe,

Make a great injury.

Former super product, all disappeared!

I don't know if it is divided out, or it is absorbed by heaven.

In an instant, Chen Feng suddenly remembered a word when he was resurrected.

"I have heard of the sky of the sky."

"But here is very good to know, there is very big."

At the beginning, Chen Feng still did not understand why "there is a big way."

Looking at all in front of him, he fully understood.

In the past, the Tiantang Tibet is high, and the whole sky is shocked.

Nowadays, in the center of the sky, it is relative to the other.

The top of the past, is even more huge!

Today's site, I am afraid only one third of the original!

Suddenly, the secret sound of the Yuheng fairy in the spiritual world:

"Chen Feng, why don't you do it?"

"What happened?"

When he heard the sound of Yuheng fairy sound, Chen Feng immediately returned.

The heart is secretly low.

Obviously, I know that I am a illusion, but this is too shocking. He almost delayed the matter!

Since this secret, Pu Jinglong has no need to stay.

If you want to come to the catastrophe, the super-affordable strength of surviving it is, and you will also hide the world.

When the family stayed at the top of the sky, I naturally contacted some of them.

Pu Jinglong is a Pujia Master.

No matter today, is he still a Pujia Master?

Anyway, Chen Feng is clear, once killed him, it is equal to the honeycomb of the Pujia.

"However, why is I afraid?"

He is condensed, and the lip is slightly evacuated.

Just prepared to launch a full-end attack, suddenly, Chen Feng stopped again!

The illusion is still going on.

He didn't expect it, in the illusion, there was a very familiar figure!

" !"

That black shirt, Jieni star, youth, blood, is not a young goddener, can you still?

I saw the wreath in the illusion, from another hyperprior.

The top of the top of the head, in the light column of the green, inch fragmented!

Orthopedic figure, muscle in hand, blue gluten.

The breath of the explosive, as the ancient god beast, shudder!

Only one, Chen Feng can conclude that he is in the fairyland!

Even, it may be above the Holy King!

Chen Feng immediately looked at the place where the land is coming.

"!"

, !

Electro-optical flames, Chen Feng's mind has thought a lot.

Take the terrorist strength in Xuanhuang in the middle of the world.

I am afraid as the wilderness of the god of the gods, there is a more close relationship between Yan Changzun and the big ruins.

I saw that the landlord gave a full force, and the square of the square in his hand was pushed all.

His eyes are like substantially shot two lightning.

Stunning!

Like Changhong Guan Ji, scratch the void, point to the Treasure Tower above the dome!

boom!

Zhu Tianzang is bright and bright outside the giant tower.

This is all strike, most of which have been stopped.

However, those Qingmeng gums connected to all beings have been bleak a bit.

^ 0 ^ a second to remember []

Tiandao is the sound of Zhaowei, and once again:

", you are a family owner, is it intended to give up your people!"

In this vibrating voice, Chen Feng is rare to hear a hint.

Tiandao master is so angry.

But now, it is not what he cares about.

The real name of the big rufford is called, Yan Jiuyi!

He is the home of the superfluent!

A few years of do not know how many years, there is a absolute power of the Holy King and even more robust!

No wonder is only the district projection, can be invincible in Xuanhuang Zhongqian!

Not long ago, only one furnished, completely shocked the clock to the defeat!

Chen Fengjing looked at the man in the distance.

Heaven and earth are broken, all things are born in mourning.

Yan Jiuyi is standing on the void, it is clear that it is clear that there is a state of the world.

"If you can wake up this mix today, I don't regret it!"

He embarrassed this mountain river behind him.

"I ask you, if you don't have everything, he is a heaven!"

Rolling, like a thunder, in this day, pass it to every corner.

However, the top of the giant tower above the dome, the heaven master is still not moving.

The green column of the green, straight to Jiuyi.

It is actually attempt to reactivate the title of the world on his head.

Chen Feng took the opportunity to look back, and finally found some unexpected harvest.

He suddenly shrinks: "The title is actually a shackle of the soul!"

This is equivalent to the war slave!

Tiandao main slaughter can pass this channel and draw everything in the fairy.

The only difference is that everyone can resist.

As long as there is something to resist!

For example, the nine is one of them!

He has an unprecedented gods, and the void is twisted, constantly collapse and restructuring.

The strength of the Tian Dao dominates it, it is difficult to close to his kilometers!

At this moment, Yan Jijie ink dance, black robes were blown up by hurricane.

He turned a light on top of the dome.

"Tentitches are made by me, I am sentient!"

These eight words constantly echo in the shake of the sky.

Dear, this chapter has finished, I wish you a happy reading! ^ 0 ^