Celestial

"Two seniors..."

Seeing the two of you saying something to me, it was a posture of quarreling. The real king of Qian Xiang was grinning in the middle, but he was not very good at persuading. There is no way, this world is qualified to give These few people persuaded, maybe not many people...

Fortunately, two people came together soon...

"Oh, two old friends, don't come unharmed..."

As a voice came, I saw two other circles rising, and two figures appeared. One of them was Tian Wu Zuwu. At this time, with a warm smile, he said hello to the bald old man.

The other is a middle-aged man in black. Although only light and shadow come, his face seems to be covered with a layer of black gas, making people unable to see his face. After he came, he said nothing. People have a cold and evil feeling...

"Meet the **** Wu Zuwu and the old ancestor Bibo."

As the real prince of Qianxiang salutes and meets the two, the boy over there and the bald old man also stopped tit-for-tat, but when the two appeared at the same time, the bald old man frowned and said, "Bibo old demon?" Didn’t you just finish the millennium duty? Why don’t you go back to see your apprentices and grandchildren, and why go to the tomb in Tianwu?”

The middle-aged monk did not speak, but Wu Zuwu said with a smile the other day: "Bi Bo found out about the situation of Heiyuan, and there are some puzzles, so come to me to ask, after all, I was also in-depth After passing through the Black Abyss, it is still a bit of an understanding. After the ruins of the ruins, it is just time for Bibo to tell us about the recent situation of the Black Abyss.

"Something else?" But when he heard this, the bald old man and the boy frowned, and looked at each other, they were both alert.

"Oh, don't worry, it wasn't a big deal, otherwise you will have been notified, and besides, now there is Tianxin instead of Bibo on duty, even if there is trouble, it will not cause trouble."

Hearing Tian Wu Zuwu's peace, everyone said nothing.

In the end, the bald old man nodded and said, "Well, now the five dharmakayas, except Tianxin who replaces Bibo old demon, is on duty in the Black Abyss, this time the tomb is opened, we are four people, plus Qian Xiang, to replace him Master Tianxin attended the meeting. Anything here will be decided by us..."

Several people nodded their heads, and the voice just fell, but the boy suddenly whispered, and when he saw the picture, he seemed to find something: "Now it seems that your disciple is fighting first?"

"Huh?" When the bald old man heard it, he raised his hand and waved it. Suddenly, he saw chaos flowing between the two stone pillars. After a sudden surge, a picture gradually appeared.

In the picture, it is the scene of meeting Hong Yitian and Wei Lang...

"Oh, aren't these the two little guys last time?" The talking boy was Changsheng, and after looking at the picture, he remembered that year: "I remember that these two little guys met at that time, as if fighting I came here for three days and three nights, and finally tried my best to stop. I think, let’s just wait three days and see the results directly..."

"That's not necessary. After the last time I went back, my apprentice was quite hard-working..." The bald old man smiled and said: "This time my apprentice has become the eighth flying sword. It should not be so troublesome... "

"You said it too early. This Wei Lang is from the Shenji family. Although the old man of the Shenji has fallen for thousands of years, the magical methods of the magic machine have been completely passed down. The magical way of the organization is not Inferior to any kind of method, Wei Lang is also an excellent child of their clan..."

"Oh, let's see..."

The bald old man did not argue, just smiled.

Just as a few people were chatting about these, the two people who were facing each other finally came up with each other...

When Wei Lang started, the momentum was huge. He heard the sound of a dense organ that made his scalp numb. Then he saw a giant snake with a length of 3,000 feet, hovering out.

A pair of eyes gleamed with blood red light, revealing a bloodthirsty meaning, a burst of roar in the air, just to devour the world.

Wei Langxiu is an institution supernatural power passed down among the clan. It is a unique method of practice between heaven and earth. The practice reaches the extreme, and can use the authority of the organization to directly ascend to the realm of the dharma. people.

"It's a kind of changing weather..."

The boy, known as the eldest son, looked at the scene in this picture, with admiration in his eyes: "The man who was the **** machine said right then, although he could not withstand the passage of time, but this door he The original magical method of organs can really be passed down forever. I don’t know how long it will fight this Hong Yitian this time."

however…

Just when the voice of the boy fell, I saw a sword light that suddenly appeared in this giant snake that covered the sky...

This piece of sword light crossed the void, but it did not shy away, and went all the way to the chest and abdomen of the giant snake.

"Huh? This is..."

At this moment of Jianguang, the boy was also a little surprised.

Hong Yitian, who has always been good at living with a sword formation and dragging his opponent to death, did not mean to delay the battle this time, but chose to attack against?

Just when the boy was a little surprised, he saw this piece of sword light, which had already rushed to the front of the giant snake, and in a moment, he saw that the eight flying swords had emerged, and they became one piece. The giant snake rushed over...

Followed, there was a moment of silence in the picture.

I saw that at this time, the seven flying swords were clean and clean and rushed in front of Wei Lang, but the giant snake that was originally blocked in front of Wei Lang, at this time, it was already motionless, just like a roaring posture , Quietly suspended in the void, between its chest and abdomen, there is an eight transparent sword hole, obviously passed by the hole just...

Wei Lang stared blankly at the eight wooden swords in front of him. The whole person was stupid. After a while, he couldn't believe it: "You, you... how is this possible?"

"What's impossible." Hong Yitian snorted, raised his hand, and put away the eight flying swords. He looked at Wei Lang, who was still stupefied, and said, "I haven't grown at all in these years. It’s still the same thing for you. If there is another time, I’m welcome, go.”

Wei Lang was silent for a while, but he put away the giant snake suspended in the air, but before turning around, he looked at Hong Yitian with a complex face: "When I meet you next time, it is not like now. It's that simple."

Hong Yitian sneered, but ignored it.