Indescribable Invincibility

　　 "The holy **** calms down his anger."

　　 This terrifying creature in the mountains and forests made a sound, and there were voices in all directions.

　　 "Holy God, your injury has not healed, so you can't make any more moves."

　　 They are persuading this creature to calm down and not engage in fighting.

　　 This four-eyed creature is the four-eyed ancient ancestor holy **** who had collided with Fang Xuan. At this time, he was only five feet tall.

　　Holy God is angry.

　　 His eyes can be cured again, and the chest injury can also be healed, but the humiliation Fang Xuan brought to him makes it difficult for him to calm down.

　　 But he is not a stupid person, he naturally knows that he can't deal with Fang Xuan alone, so he won't make a rash move.

　　 The birds and beasts in the mountains are frightened.

　　 The creatures inside are trembling, and from time to time, a voice can be heard, asking the holy gods to calm down their anger.

　　 "Fang Xuan will be at Tianxianguan?"

　　 The desolate wasteland, there is a voice coming from a large mountain that has been wafting white mist all the year round like a fairyland.

　　 Dao Chen's figure sits in the cave, his eyes are clear, the white hair on the floating dust is scarce, and his face is a little pale, as if he has suffered a serious illness.

　　 murmured.

　　Dongfu fell into silence again.

　　Xiling Holy Land.

　　 Elder Ruyi answered the doubts of the other elders, and moved his gaze away from the Profound Realm.

　　 She looked out of the palace, her eyes darkened.

　　 In the direction where his gaze is, the line of sight is pulling, and a quiet small lake is continuously seen forward. There is a small pavilion by the lake, and a beautiful and cold shadow sits in it.

　　 Is it good or bad for Yao Ji and Fang Xuan to be together at Xiling Holy Land?

　　 Elder Ruyi sighed in his heart.

　　 Fang Xuan's whole person seemed to be shrouded in a layer of mystical gauze, unable to see clearly.

　　 People like this are unknown, the more they understand, the more they make people feel trembling, and they also feel uncontrollable.

　　 Maybe... Only such a man can get Yao Ji.

　　 She whispered in her heart.

　　 swiftly, when Elder Ru Yi turned his head, there was an exclamation sound.

　　 This voice is familiar to Elder Ru Yi, who is always stable Elder Cai Ningxue.

　　How could the steady Elder Cai Ningxue suddenly exclaim? Elder Ru Yi was puzzled, she turned her gaze back, and wanted to ask Elder Cai what happened.

　　 And just when she turned her gaze back to look at Cai Ningxue, her gaze stopped.

　　 "Holy Land!"

　　 Her pupils contracted violently.

　　 There are changes in the screens in the mysterious territory...

　　 The white arrow feathers did not fall, and did not smash into the army of the Flying Immortal God Dynasty!

　　The monks in the army of the Flying Immortals all knelt on the ground. They could not withstand the pressure of the arrow feathers, and the sacred soldiers made a blow, and sentient beings trembled.

However.

　　 A white light flashed from the Flying Immortal God towards the border city, with endless sacred power, blooming with brilliance, dazzling, as if to pierce the heavens.

　　 The stately deterrence world.

　　 The falling speed of the arrow feather became slow, and the terrifying coercion made it seem to have entered the mire, and it was difficult to move.

　　 "Sage of monasticism!"

　　 I feel the power that overwhelms monasticism, controls rules and order, the most sacred and the most powerful, and those who are strong in the Xianguan Pass are all discolored.

　　 On the battlefield, no matter how high or far away people are, their blood is tumbling, and their hearts tremble again and again.

　　 This is a strong man in the sacred realm, known as a great man, and can be called the existence of a saint in the monastic world!

　　 A wisp of Qi is terribly powerful and unmatched.

　　 The strike of the holy bow is equivalent to the strike of the saint!

　　 "Boom!!"

　　 Void Qi machine turned into a big boundless hand, covering the sky and sun, the five fingers are slender like a mountain range, and the lines between the palms are like gullies.

　　 The big hand burst air machine locked the arrow feathers, it was not aimed at the arrow feathers, but someone else!

　　 is An Ran Ran!

　　 "You dare!" Kuang Chengsi roared.

　　 The knuckles of his holding the saber turned white, which shows how angry he is.

　　 Da Qin Qiang's complexion changed.

　　 Facing the cultivator saint's popularity, it is no different from facing the holy sky bow. The distance still makes people feel weak, trembling, and the flesh is about to split.

　　 "Feixian Shenchao really came to the saint, and he specifically targeted his saint..."

　　 Jin Duo narrowed his eyes.

　　Fang Xuan is afraid of flying fairy gods, so naturally he will be prepared.

　　 This monk saint, the great figure of the Fei Xian dynasty is specially for waiting for Fang Xuan.

　　 However, Fang Xuan did not appear, but the saint shot!

　　 is for An Ran Ran.

　　 Boom!

　　 This mysterious big figure shot, the momentum is earth-shattering, there are thousands of immortal spirits, the real dragon, the fairy and the phoenix are all ringing, the scene is shocking.

　　 is more terrifying than the strike of the holy sky bow!

　　 The heavens and the earth are trembling, and the universe makes a sound of heaven, resonating with its might, deterring people.

　　 looked at this scene.

　　 The creatures and the strong who are watching the battle are all creepy.

　　 Is this the power of monastic saints?

　　 Just looking at the scenery of the Profound Realm makes people feel chilly, and can't raise the slightest resistance, power beyond the level of monastic cognition!

　　 Why the Holy Land is also called the monastic saint, they finally understand.

　　 "Does the dignified monastic saint act on children, is it really okay?"

　　 Just when everyone thought that Anran was in danger.

　　 A gentle and calm voice resounded between the heavens and the earth, echoing through the heavens.

　　 On the golden ripples that An Ranran appeared, there was a halo, which was soft and bright, unlike the glare of golden light.

　　 In an instant.

　　 The whole world is illuminated, and time seems to have stopped flowing at this moment.

　　 The halo gradually became clear, and a young man in white appeared. He seemed to be living in this still time, between nothingness and light.

　　 He looked vague while standing there, but he was so real.

　　 His body stands on the nine heavens~www.readwn.com~ There is no sky above his head, because the sky can't be on it!

　　 He is like a white-clothed young man in the red dust, strolling in the garden, strolling in the fields, walking down leisurely, walking towards the Flying Fairy God, and walking into the world where the enemy is.

　　 All the strong people and souls who are watching are trembling in their hearts, shouting.

It's him.

　　He came, and he really appeared in Tianxianguan!

　　 The demon that appeared in the White Horse Temple is Fang Xuan who is solitary in the world.

　　 Same as in the information, he walked in the world carelessly, always with a slight smile.

　　The slender jade-like hand holds the Sword Sword, and the whole body exudes a green light. It is no longer evil, but there is a kind of holiness, a kind of sacredness and untouchability.

Sheng Xue’s white and flawless face, her clear and deep eyes are like a cold pool on the Nine Heavens Fairy Peak, quiet and godlike, and there is an arc of understatement, with a fairy-like demon. Allure, this faint smile makes people fascinated.

　　The clothes are fair and not stained with dust.

　　 is different from the ethereal of the immortal, and different from the prestige of the monastic saint, the strongest saint, he is a gentle and elegant son.

　　 is just a young man, dressed in white, walking step by step, as if walking out of the legendary river of years.

　　 This scene is obviously very shocking and shocking, but for some reason, no one is shocked in their hearts, and some of them should be like this.

　　 "Fang Xuan."

　　 Everyone is whispering.

　　 This person is mysterious and powerful, unknown and profound.

　　 People who haven't seen him are deeply attracted by this figure. What kind of power is that? What kind of character can have this temperament and self-cultivation? ...

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　　PS: The time is right this time. It will be on the shelves on the 7th. I will lose all the chapters on the shelves in the early morning -. -