Man Huang Feng Bao

In a martial art, in addition to the elders who have been retired all the year round, the cultivation of the head is often the strongest. Just like the head of the cloud sect, the clouds fly and dance. Although it has not been returned to life for many years, Yu Wei is still there. Xuantingmen’s all-armed grotesque is an exception. It’s said that it’s still on the top of the raccoon, and it’s moody, and even the ugly bears are always going to make him three points.

Seeing the figure of the old man with the arm, the man of the Xuan Ding door brushed his eyes.

The elders of the law-protection are coming, Ye Chu, where can he go?

The Tuoba bird has not said anything yet, and Hong Lie laughed. Just now, I almost died on the gully and died under Ye Chuan’s hand. I lost my face in front of people. Now, see how Ye Chuan died!

"Who are you?" Ye Chuan looked at the old-fashioned monster who was blocking the way, calm and self-conscious, and seemed to be at risk. After another burst of squeaky sound, the spur of the heavens was straight and the waist was straight, facing the pressure of the old guy.

"what……"

There are some accidents in the arm, and I look at Ye Chuan a few times. The cat laughs like a mouse. "The elders are the elders of the Xuan Dingmen. You can call me the elders, or you can call me old. Blame. Hey, you know the name of the old man. If you are in a good mood, you will kill and play. If you are in a bad mood, you will kill. Kid, are you afraid? Hehe..."

The old man screamed and laughed, and Ye Chuan didn't change his color. However, he heard the Xuan Dingmen's dark center stunned, and the aggressive Hong Lie secretly dried his throat. The old guy, the old guy, is famous for being weird and terrible in the Xuan Dingmen.

"Is it an old man? Sorry, I haven't heard of it." Ye Chuan replied.

For a moment, people were stunned, and the laughter of the old-fashioned screams was abruptly stopped. The look was very wonderful, unexpected, blushing, then anger, and stepping forward with evil. "Boy, are you really tired?"

The old-fashioned grotesque that started the anger seemed even more scary. The beard had a root that curled up, and the bronze squat on his shoulder seemed to be on the head.

Seeing the plane is not right, Xuan Dingmen's people are secretly retreating, only fear of the pool fish. Ye Chuan did not change his face, and suddenly he felt a slight sensation in his heart. He looked up at the distant horizon, and his heart was fixed. He said: "Old guy, it’s not me who is tired, it’s you. Look at you. It’s not easy to cultivate to this realm, or go back and practice well. It’s all over the ages, and I’m not going to care about you.”

The old man can't be alone, but after glanced at it, Ye Chuan found that he had not had much time, and Shouyuan would do it.

Once they break through to the monk, the practitioners jump out of the mortal category and their life expectancy increases. After cultivating to a real person, life expectancy is longer, but there is also a time limit. Although the old monsters are powerful, they are far from the realm of rebellion, and they can’t escape life and death.

"Kid, you..."

I was surprised and angry, but I didn’t know that Ye Chuan was casually talking about it. Or I really saw my heart’s troubles. I went forward one step further and said, “Now, give you two choices, or you will be self-destructive. For, either 乖乖 乖乖 乖乖 回 玄 玄 , , , , , , , , , , , , , , 乖乖 乖乖 乖乖 乖乖 乖乖 乖乖 乖乖 乖乖 乖乖 乖乖 乖乖 乖乖 乖乖 乖乖 乖乖 乖乖 乖乖 乖乖 乖乖 乖乖 乖乖 乖乖 乖乖 乖乖 乖乖 乖乖 乖乖 乖乖 乖乖 乖乖

The old man screamed and laughed, and suddenly he didn't want to kill.

Ye Chuanxiu is not very good, but his identity is different. Grab the disciples of the Yunwu Zongda to be a refining boy, and say that going out has a face more fun than killing Ye Chuan directly.

"Refiner boy? Old guy, do you know how to refine it?" Ye Chuan sneered, looked up again at the horizon, in the air, I don't know when there was a glimpse of the heat wave.

When the previous world only covered the sky, Ye Chuan was there for what he wanted. He wanted to ponder the alchemy and sent someone to take the then generation of Dan Wang. He wanted to smash the refiner and put the most powerful refining master at that time with him. The Zongmen has been exhausted. On the rumors on the refiner, there is no qualification for the shoes.

"Good boy, you can talk about it, within a radius of eight thousand miles, I don't understand, who knows?" The old man was very angry and laughed, his eyes were getting red, and he began to go mad.

"Don't be in the sky, close at hand." Ye Chuan replied.

He tells the truth, but it falls into the eyes of people, but it is a big word, no, it is tired of looking for death.

Ye Chuan, a disciple of Yunwu Zong, has always been dull and has been cultivated as a commonplace. This has long been widely known. Although the recent sudden opening of the plot, so that Xuantingmen's conspiracy can not succeed, but this is only the case, repair is still stuck in the military, even an ordinary inner disciple is not as good. When did you hear about the Yechuan refiner?

Now, in front of the old blame, isn’t it alive and tired?

"Haha, good, good, kid, give you a way to live, don't want to, look for yourself to die! Well, the deity will fulfill you!"

The old man was very angry and laughed, and suddenly threw a bronze tripod on his shoulder. Hulong screamed, and the tens of thousands of pounds of bronze tripods went down to Ye Chuan, and they were quick and sturdy. They had to smash Ye Chuan into a mass of meat sauce.

"Suddenly kill him, kill him!" Hong Lie's eyes were hot, Xuan Dingmen's face was excited and cheered, only the Tuoba bird blinked a bit, and his mouth seemed to want to say something, but the moment The heavy bronze tripod has already reached the head of Ye Chuan, and it is too late to stop it.

As soon as you get out of the hand, you won't leave a glimpse of the old blame. If you kill, you will kill it. It really is impossible to be tempted. It’s not that the devil is better than the devil, and it’s more terrible than many big devils!

A hot heat wave suddenly spread out in the air.

Just when people thought that Ye Chuan must die, to see how he died, a black shadow suddenly burst out of the darkness, reaching out and holding the bronze tripod from the sky. The tens of thousands of pounds of bronze is placed on the hand, and the body is still motionless! Followed by, the palm of the hand screamed a red flame, and under the eyes of people, the heavy bronze tripod was melted into water.

The fire of the sun!

At the crucial moment, the flaming darling flew to the ground and took over the lore of the old man.

Because of the subtle feelings between the two people, Ye Chuan had expected that the people of Xuan Dingmen were shocked. It seems that the flaming demon is clothed, the big brawl on the top of the head, and the cloth shoes are covered with mud and an old farmer. It looks like it is not good, but it is a surprise to the sky! As for the connected arm, it is also a dignified face.

"The son, the old slave is late." The sorcerer pleaded with Ye Chuan, according to the fat man Zhao Dazhi said, it was dark after Ye Chuan had not returned. He immediately went out to look for it and followed the induction of the two people in time to kill. .

"It's not too late, just come, go. Niangzi, don't worry, we always have the day of the house."

Ye Chuan glanced at the Tuoba bird standing in the crowd, smiling and laughing with evil spirits.

"Kids, big contest is coming, when I will kill you in the ring of life and death!" Hong Lie gritted his teeth, did not expect that this can be robbed by Ye Chuan, resentful in his heart. Look at the inflammation behind Ye Chuan, but dare not catch up.

"Anytime!"

Ye Chuan replied faintly. He didn't look at Hong Lie and he went away.

Behind him, the people of Xuan Dingmen are all ugly, and the same is true. The eyes are always staring at the big flames of the big head, muttering to himself. "Is he? Is it really him? How is it possible..."

The old man faintly recognizes the identity of the flaming demon, but for a time, he could not believe it and wondered if he was wrong. Yunwu Zong has a long history. Maybe before the cloud dances, he left a guardian in front of his disciple Ye Chuan.