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The streamer of the road kept hovering on the top of Xianshan Mountain in Weizhou. Lin Feng shook his hands with his hands, and Weizhou Xianshan shook a little. Several white air rose from the mountain and coincided with the streamer. Oh,

Then, after a week of circling around the fairy mountain in Weizhou, the stream of light suddenly rushed toward the distance. Under the traction of the air, the more popular Weizhou Xianshan also flew in that direction.

Lin Feng gently patted the fairy mountain, and the unnamed ancient array around Xianshan began to confuse the surrounding space and time. In the vast sea of ​​illusions, he quickly smashed the void and galloped in the direction of the streamer.

Zhu Yi’s Xiangyang avatar and Liu Bozun stood together next to Lin Feng. Lin Feng said: “From the perspective of the direction, it is closer to us and farther away from Penglai, but time is not waiting for people, we will go first.”

Although I don’t know if Liang Pan and others have re-finished the abbot Xianshan at the moment, it seems that they are not small from the point of view of their intrusion into the Bohai Sea.

Zhu Yi nodded. His deity is now far away from Shi Tianqi and others. It takes some time to rush, but the difference will not be too great.

"It is not easy to communicate with the voices inside and outside the Bohai Sea. When the disciples took Shaocheng City, they deliberately isolated the space. They wanted to come to her and could not contact Liangpu. However, these symbols should be made by Liang Pan himself, and the disciples would inspire them. Perhaps it will be seen by the beam and be alert in advance."

After Zhu Yi finished, Lin Feng said: "They are arrows on the string at the moment, they have to send, they can't get the abbot Xianshan, even if there is a royal palace to protect, not afraid of the illusion, but to hide in this sea is not long-lasting. Not everyone is the same as Ning's late song."

"We are now holding the clues to find them, and we can't get the abbots of Xianshan. They are better off hiding in the void battlefield. It is better than many in the Bohai Sea." Zhu Yi nodded.

Then I saw the flow of light that was pulling forward from the fairy hills of Pazhou. It suddenly began to oscillate, as if it was affected by some kind of power, and it would break from it.

Lin Feng’s God of War split into the top of the hill of Xianshan in Weizhou, and he smiled slightly: “I finally couldn’t hold it.”

He sits cross-legged and his left hand reaches out his index finger and points to the rock on the top of the mountain. The right hand also stretches out the index finger and clicks on his eyebrow.

Lin Feng is in the middle of both eyes. Suddenly there are thousands of scenes of creation, flashing into a picture, constantly hovering, and finally they are together with silence.

His eyes are in his eyes. At this moment, it became dark, very deep, very peaceful, and some people looked at him, and gradually became addicted to it. It was difficult to extricate themselves, and they did not want to think about it. Even the thoughts of consciousness disappeared.

The unnamed ancient array on the periphery of the Xianshan Mountain in Weizhou is constantly running. And the light flow that draws the fairy mountain, at this moment is plated with a layer of brilliance, the mysterious power. Follow the flow of light and pass the past toward the distance.

On the other end of the endless void, it looks like an invisible and innocent stream of light, and now it is connected to a huge palace!

The palace is shrouded in the golden glory of the golden glory, and the outline is ambiguous, from which you can feel the extreme hegemony and majesty. It seems to carry the Jiangshan community, and it is the world.

Countless tokens cursed and flew. With the radiance of Zijin shining in all directions, a group of palaces like a city is in the shape of a brilliant middleware.

The main hall, the partial hall, the courtyard, the Zhangtai, and the high-rise building together form a palace that is like the residence of the Heavenly King. It is full of the majesty of the king.

The palace is vast and boundless. There are countless people worshipping. On the top of the people, many sages and Confucian priests bowed to the palace. Among the temples, many fairy-tale maidens who walked around the temple kept walking and holding the nectar, which seemed to be welcoming the prosperous world.

Over the palace, there are thousands of immortals to come to the DPRK, and many of the majestic powers and artistic conception are blessed here. This is like the palace in the heavenly palace, and naturally it is the magic palace.

However, in the sky above the Tai Palace, there is a stream of light connected to it at this moment.

In the palace, the beam plate is still wearing a robes, wearing a flat crown, even at this moment, his temperament is still majestic and heavy.

The power of the Tai Palace is trying to cut off the flow of light, but at this moment, there is a sudden bang of light on the flow of light, and the purple radiance on the surface of the Tai Palace is rolled up.

The beam plate frowned slightly, and he thought of it with the Tai Palace. He suddenly felt that his vision had changed.

The whole person seems to be immersed in water, with black and white in front of him, no color, no sound, no contact with space, and no obvious touch.

"The power of the nameless ancient array of Weizhou Xianshan, we must suppress the consciousness of the soul of the scorpion?" Liang Pan suddenly reacted, the mind communicated with the Tai Palace, the power suddenly shocked, and the imposing atmosphere around the Tai Palace, Zijin Guanghui immediately formed A strip of light that resembles a silky wandering around the Tai Palace.

The power of the mysterious is to isolate the power of the unnamed ancient array of Weizhou Xianshan, which is transmitted through the optical flow.

But the Tai Palace is such a force, the power back to the light flow, Lin Feng on the hills of Weizhou, can suddenly and clearly determine the location of the Liang Pan and Tai Palace.

Liang Pan also quickly realized this, his face was dignified, sighed and turned to look at the other side.

Just next to the Tai Palace, a huge land like a land, suspended above the Bohai Sea.

It is a square island with a length of five thousand miles on all four sides. There are many mountains and shadows on the island. There are a lot of light and shadow hovering over the mountains. Looking carefully, it is a group of dragons and light.

At the foot of the mountain, there is a splendid palace, and there are fields that cultivate countless spirits and herbs. The area is vast, just like farmland, but it is not crops or a large number of grasses.

It is hard to find a kind of elixir in the outside world. It is as if the rice earlings are everywhere, and the jade stone next to the medicine field is flowing, which nourishes the fertile soil here.

The heart is square, the abbot of heaven is the abbot of one of the three mountains of the Bohai Sea!

The golden brilliance of the fairy mountain, turned into a dark gold at this moment, but it is the abbot of the heavenly abbot of the abbot Xianshan, which is now wrestling with the Tai Palace.

However, the dark golden radiance is gradually dissipating, and it is re-formed to gold at a speed that is clearly visible to the naked eye.

There used to be a beam of experience in refining the abbot of Xianshan. At this moment, if you want to refine it again, the difficulty will be much lower.

According to the progress at the moment, it will not take long. The abbot Xianshan will return to his hands.

However, under the traction of the air machine, Lin Feng was unable to lose its trace at this moment, and immediately drove the Weishan Xianshan to break through the void.

When the huge Meishan Xianshan emerged from the white cloud smoke, the beam plate in the Tai Palace, suddenly stood up.

Without any nonsense, Tai Palace suddenly recovered the power that was with the abbot Xianshan. Welcome to the Weizhou Xianshan.

On the abbot's fairy hill, there is a fascia of the beam plate. Efforts are being made to refine the Xianshan, but after losing the help of the Taiyuan Palace, the speed suddenly slowed down.

But he has to do this, Lin Feng and Weizhou Xianshan. Naturally, it is impossible to sit and watch him succeed in refining the abbot.

In the main hall of the Tai Palace, in a golden Lingquan, Zhu Hongwu is sitting in it, under the skin of the whole body, there are vague red blood rays that keep moving.

He was no longer so weak before the martial art was abolished, but the breath was extremely disordered. At this time, it was difficult to stand up from the Lingquan and slowly said: "Your Majesty, the minister will resist. Fight for time."

Liang Pan shook his head: "Your current state, but nothing but sacrifice, do not be awkward. Small can not bear to chaos."

"This time is a trick for us, one step behind, one step behind, but there is still a chance to pull back. When they see Zhu Yi and Shi Tianqi, they will arrive at just one place in Weizhou. Blocking." Liang Pan's two-handed method changed his mind: "If the other forces of the other party rushed before, they could first refine the abbot of Xianshan. We can pull back the situation."

"At the moment, it is to block the Weishan Xianshan."

Liang Pan and his palm suddenly slammed together: "Today's Tai Palace is not comparable to the past!"

As he was sure, there was a stage of mixing in the upper part of the Tai Palace. Zijin Guanghui kept gathering in it. The next moment, a black and white light column rushed out!

This black and white light column is entangled with the spiral, turned into a two-pole magnetic mixed-hole god, and roared to the newly-emerged Weizhou Xianshan.

Lin Feng sits on the top of the mountain in Weizhou, one finger pointing at his own eyebrow, and the other index finger is tapping on the rock on the top of the mountain.

The huge Weizhou Xianshan, at this moment, seems to be turned into illusion, hit by the horrible spiral of light.

The space is violently distorted, and as the spiral light rotates, the light beam passes through it.

However, after the spiral **** light disappeared into the distant sky, the distorted time and space returned to normal, and the Weizhou Xianshan appeared again above the Bohai Sea.

However, Liangpan and Taiwang Palace obviously did not intend to give Lin Feng and Weizhou Xianshan the opportunity to counterattack. After a dipole-magnetic magnetic hole, there was immediately a cyan-like mixed air mass. Xian Lei.

These mixed caves, Xian Lei, hit the Xianshan of Weizhou. They circled around a center during the flight and finally turned into a huge cyan disc, but it was another great supernatural power.

In the face of the mixed hole, the celestial turn to the thunderbolt, Lin Feng urged Penglai Xianshan, the unnamed ancient array outside the Xianshan, gave birth to a new change, from the original look like a sphere, suddenly flattened.

The squadron rotated around the outer side of Xianshan and went to the Tai Palace.

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Liang Pan stood in the Tai Palace and looked at this scene. He quietly said: "The ancient array of Xianshan in Weizhou wants to return to the peak of the year, and there is still a distance, and the Tai Palace, which has been smashed, has already returned to perfection. ”

Lin Feng was sitting on the top of the mountain in Weizhou, and smiled slightly. His fingers tapped the rock on the top of the mountain again.

The white clouds on the road in Xianshan are surging, connected with the unknown ancient array, and a light and shadow illusion over the top of the mountain is looming and shining.

In the illusion of light and shadow, there are faint stars.

The nameless ancient array reborn and changed, and it was re-converted into a sphere. This time, it was surrounded by the Meishan Xianshan and the Tai Palace, together with the mixed-hole 斩仙妙转雷轮, the force of the array method continued to operate and suppress, and the smashing of the hole Turning the mine wheel and re-decomposing it into a mixed hole, Xian Lei, although still violent, there is no longer a deadly threat.

But at this time, a fuzzy air mass over the Taihang Palace gradually formed, and the air mass cracked a gap, stimulating the entire Bohai Sea to shake, as if the heavens and the earth were to be completely cracked. (To be continued 1qd0202)

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