Plundering the Heavens

Fang Xing did not pay attention to Wu Sang's eyes. She first waited for her to go out and waited for it. Instead, she sneaked into the fox xianji jade, and then she slipped out of the trousers and pulled Wusang. Under the cover of Qingyun, a stream of light rushed to the outside of the Qingqiu Mountain. Along the way, a large number of explosions were scattered, fluttering and swaying, falling on the rockery, the wooden corridor, the Jinge Pavilion, the palace...

"Smelly girl, dare to count your grandfather, today is a bit of interest..."

I have been escaping to a safe place, and the party stopped, snorted and picked up the law!

A little knowledge of the sensation led to the ban on his stay on the blast.

boom! boom! boom! boom! boom!

As the law was pinched up, there was a sudden burst of light in the silent hills of the Qingqiu Mountain. A fire dragon in general, popping thunder, although the power is limited, there are not many things to destroy, but this momentum is quite amazing, the red fire, can be seen in ten miles away...

In the stunned eyes of Wusang, Fang Fang pulled her up: "Let's go, now the defenses are definitely lax!"

After half an hour, the fox fairy tail was on fire, and the general celestial clouds came. Looking at the messy Qingqiu mountains and the panicked people, the silver teeth had bitten and squeaked, almost perfect. There was even a trace of convulsions and distortions on the face~※长~※风～※文~ A pair of wonderful eyes almost spewed out fire, and now, she finally has a remorse in her heart.

"How can there be such a **** in this world?"

Her voice rushed into the mortuary treasure house and her voice was even irritated. She sat on the jade couch and her heart shook. Although there is no evidence. But she intuitively thought that the human race was done. I really didn't expect that he had just sullied that he had stolen his fairy and baby, so that he could use it as an excuse to take him. He really did it...

The anger between the hearts was really strong. Foxxian Ji almost didn’t think much, and he screamed and ordered: “Look, send all the people who can use it in Qingqiu Mountain, and find out the guy. Especially the few roads leading to Fusang Mountain. The passage, to guard against death, must find him. No matter what method is used, he must find him. I will kill him."

When the order was cast halfway, she suddenly noticed something wrong. She looked at the jade couch and suddenly screamed and spread throughout the four fields.

"...I want to smash ten thousand pieces of his body..."

Outside the Tibetan incense pavilion, the elders of the vines and other people face each other. I thought: How many years have Princess Xian Ji been so ruined?

At this time, three hundred miles away from the Qingqiu Mountain, a large banyan tree in the wild mountain. Wusanger is also anxiously watching the side of the line, and keeps saying: "Now I will go back to Fusang Mountain. This time, it’s not too small. I don’t know what Xianji’s sister will be like, even if She has no evidence, she can guess that you have done it. I hope that she will not save her cousin. Let's..."

Fang lined his fingers and put two ears in his eyes: "Can you make me quiet?"

Wu Sanger was furious: "How can I not let you be quiet? I just said nothing in the Qingqiu Mountain..."

Sidewalk: "Pull it down, then your scared tongue is knotted!"

Wu Sang is angry, but with both hands on his hips, the drums are swaying, and they must take their eyes to destroy him.

Fang Xing is not afraid of her eyes. She cares for the gods and controls the moon, and shuttles through the void, reflecting the human hand in the outside world in her mind, which is equivalent to his own lap in the air, observe After the emergence of the people and horses in the defense, but after seeing the explosion of the Qingqiu Mountain, the Fox people who were stationed at major intersections were really mobilized.

This is also a matter of expectation. Fox Xian Ji is smart again. There is such a big event in the ethnic group. It is impossible to keep moving. The square line is the loophole between them. He was observed enough to seize every opportunity. When the people in the southwestern sky were weak, they immediately pulled Uzang and ran away to wait for the opportunity to escape.

Wusanger did not know that he had a month to monitor the fox demon squad's every move. Seeing him saying that he left and ran rampant, it was like a life-threatening, but almost scared, all by the side She walked, but this performance also made Fang Fang secretly despise a pass, thinking that this little crow is far worse than her cousin, the psychological quality is too far, and can not do big things.

All the way to the road, rushed to the Fusang Mountain three thousand miles away, as the ethnic group is getting closer and closer, Wusang children finally put aside their hearts.

The Fuwu Mountain, the habitat of the Jinwu family, is the nearest Lingshan Mountain to the sunset. There are many red rocks in the mountains. There are also many drought-tolerant and warm-spirited herbs growing between the mountains. There is a large ancient building between the mountains. It symbolizes the glory of this family. After all, it is also the demon of Jinxian, but unfortunately the current situation is not here, it has not fallen to the extreme.

Among the Yaozu, if you want to see the strength of a family, the first thing is to see if there is a high-level realm in the family, and then how many elders who speak for their own people in the demon, and how many devils there are. Attached to the surroundings.

It is like the Qingqiu Mountain. Although the Qingqiu Mountain is now only the fox xianji in the middle of Jindan, there are two Yuanying abilities in the family. In the legend, there is an old man who touched the environment of the robbery. The ancestors retreat in a mysterious zone, among the top ten elders of the demon court, two of them were born in the Qingqiu Mountain. In the various demon veins, I do not know how many affiliated to survive around the Qingqiu Mountain.

This kind of power is added up, it is a transcendental force, no one can be underestimated.

The Jinwu people are now the highest, and they are the patriarchs of the late Jindan, and the three uncles of Dajinwu. There are also few affiliated forces. Among the top ten elders of the demon, there is no one born in Fusang Mountain. This means that the Jinwu people have the name of the ancient demon eight veins, but in the big things related to the fate of the Yaozu, there is not even a single right to speak. It is no wonder that they will be defamed.

Fang Xing even felt that in the place where the Yaozu had such a weak meat, the Jinwu people had not been annihilated, and it was already a strange thing.

Along the way, many times asked, Fang Xing also had a general understanding of the situation of the Jinwu family. During this period, it was thanks to the problem of Wusang’s words. It can be said that it is a question and answer, and it is easy to pour the beans. Generally speaking, everything is said to be a pleasure.

When he came to the front of Fusang Mountain, Wusanger took a thief-like approach and flew to the inside, but when he was about to fly in, he suddenly heard a dull voice. Hey, Wusang suddenly changed his face, and he smiled and pulled the square down. He bowed to the black and purple 虬 上 on the cliff, saying: "Genbo, I am coming back!"

The black and purple cockroaches trembled a little, but they gradually grew up. They turned into a purple robe old man with a handcuffed crutches, squatting, not taller than the waist of the square, and the eyebrows on the face. The beard was long and dense, and almost covered his face. He raised his eyebrows on his face, and his old eyes glanced at Wusang and Fang Xing. He said, "Come back?"

"It turned out to be an old tree demon..."

Fang Xing snorted and saw the truth of this old man, but the ancient wood became fine, but the body has been destroyed, leaving only a stub of roots, and it seems that there is not much life, it is called a stubborn However, I can’t see it for a while.

"Come back, this is my cousin's friend...human!"

Wusang’s son shouted at the ear of the old tree demon, and it seemed that the old man’s ears were not so good.

"Oh... your Taoist?...The Terran?...The breed is wrong..."

The old tree demon looked at the side and looked at it with anger.

Fang Xing and Wu Sang’s face were black at the same time, thinking that this old tree demon’s ear is a bit awkward...

"Not my buddy, my friend of my cousin..."

Wusang had to talk about it again.

"Oh... your cousin's Taoist... This is even worse... the yin and yang are messed up..."

The old man was scared and stunned. Looking at the eyes of Fang Xing was a little weird.

"Hey, this old bastard, a lot of age, how to do it with the Tao?"

The party was almost speechless, and the sound of "嘿" laughed.

His voice was relatively low, but he didn't think that the old man had actually listened to it. The crutches in his hand were lifted up, and he rushed over with a small step at his feet. He held a cane and cried: "Little **** Dare to marry me..."

"I wipe, old man, are you looking for you?"

Fang was furious and picked up his sleeves to give him a foot, but he was afraid of kicking him, and he accidentally slammed twice.

"Oh... don't fight, don't fight... Fang Da Ge, you run fast, root uncle, launch fire, love and kill people..."

Wusang rushed up, and the eagle caught the chicken like a square.

Fang Xing was also speechless, so he had to jump on the air and sulking on the cloud.

This old tree is too arrogant. If you don't hear anything else, you can't hear a word that you listen to. If you don't miss it, you can make a hair, and you will kill yourself with a crutches and hold a cane to your waist. Not afraid to flash his old waist.

In the end, Wusang did not persuade the old tree, jumped on the cane and hit the square on the cloud. Wusang was afraid that he would fall into the cliff and fall to death. He had to flee to the tribe. Explaining to the side of the road, I realized that he is a very close relationship with the Jinwu people. I have not known how many years of living. It seems that I moved from Nanzhan to the north and then moved to the north. I only made one errand for the Jinwu people to guard the door. It was three thousand years, maybe even longer.

However, although he was not high and his strength was weak, his qualifications were high, and even the patriarchs had to bow.

Of course, no rituals can be done, the old man is anxious, and the patriarch’s waist is dare to fight. (To be continued...)