Plundering the Heavens

"Snapped……"

The old tree's turn, it seems to be still fluttering, just like the strength of the old life star who lived for more than a hundred years to play the grandson, and compared with the palm of Taishi's ancestors, this turn It seems too small, it is like knocking on a mountain, but the scene is extremely incomparable, and the place where the stone ancestor was knocked by this turn, is broken directly...

A gap appeared first, and then spread to the entire palm, like a piece of porcelain.

Taishi’s ancestors were shocked and angry, and they retreated and took back their palms, but the blow that the old tree had knocked down had spread to his arm, until the palm of his hand was recovered, until the entire arm of the arm. It turned out to be a fragment, and the debris was turned into fly ash, and the fly ash precipitated. They fell on the red cliff and turned into the most fertile soil in the world, becoming the nutrient of the old root.

"You reach out to Fusang Mountain, I will knock your hand on the old man, you dare to come in and take people, I will knock on you!"

The old tree is arrogant and arrogant, and the little one stands out with a feeling of standing on the ground, pointing to the anger of the Taishi ancestors.

silence!

Silent all over the sky, only the fly ash that was made by the big hands was flying all over the sky.

Both Hei Muling and Fusangshan’s people have been stunned, and they are silent and even dare not speak loudly.

Only a small movement caught everyone.

When you reach out to Fusang, I will knock your hand...

Even the Taishi ancestors were only holding the broken arm and retreating, full of surprise. It was like him, and he didn't even feel how his hand was broken. He didn't even feel it. The hand was decayed and turned into a dust. This made him frightened. For those who practiced, there is nothing more horrible than even what power they have been hit.

"He can hurt me... I can't help the fate of my body, how can I... How is this possible?"

Taishi ancestors did not speak a word, but my heart was already crazy.

The loss of one hand is not a big injury to him, and he can grow up again with his thoughts, but the power of the old tree is really making him feel terrible. The higher the cultivation, the smaller the courage. For a moment he did not shoot again.

Only he is obviously not willing to retreat, his eyebrows are locked, and he is staring at the old tree.

"Who are you? I have never heard of Fusang Mountain with your character!"

After a long time, Taishi’s ancestors spoke quietly, and all eyes were vigilant.

"I just said that the old man lived for too long, and he forgot who he was. Now it is a goalkeeper. If I stay here, no one can enter Fusang Mountain and take it casually. It has been like this for tens of thousands of years. Who will come? The old man, I took the abductor and killed a grandson of the eight kings..." The old tree was wielding a cane, screaming loudly, without any sense of mastery, just like the old man in the world.

Taishi’s ancestors were stunned and squinted, but they didn’t know what to say.

"Which predecessor is using this magical power?"

The atmosphere is dignified. Only the sound of the old tree and the street, but only a few clouds in the distance, it seems to be covered by the sky, and there are four or five powerful and powerful breaths coming out. When everyone looks at it, they suddenly feel trembled. Surprised, there is no one who is a strong demon. The ancestors of Yuan Ying’s realm have come to four or five, all of whom are high-ranking predecessors that cannot be hidden by all ethnic groups.

These old guys were all alarmed by the horror of this Fusang giant wood, and they came to find out.

The foremost one, the middle-aged person looks like a golden robe, and he is unparalleled. It is the Yuanying ancestor of the Lonely Mountain. He is aware of the black-eyed prison movement and immediately realizes that this is a drumstick. It’s related to the truth, and it’s really shocking to tell the truth. I thought that this guy might go into the Heiyuan prison, but I didn’t expect to have such a big thing, but after all, he is the fairy of the evil ancestor. , can not afford to lose, they rushed to meet, but was preempted by Qingqiu Mountain.

I thought that Fang Xing was a Heiyuan prison for Da Jinwu. He guessed that Fang Xing might come to Fusang Mountain, and then he followed, and prepared to meet, but did not want to get to the middle, he saw Fusang Mountain. The Fusang giant wood that was born in the sky, the sigh of breath, even he felt terrified, rushed to the road, but also encountered several other Yuan Ying demon repairs that were attracted, and they appeared together.

It’s not that they are making a fuss about it. It’s really awesome that this air machine appears.

There is no Yuanying ancestor in the Fusang Mountain. This is a problem that anyone knows. Otherwise, the Jinwu will not fall to the present. Even the most promising juniors of their family are designed to be black. Yuan Da prison, and the Jinwu family rushed to call, no one cares, and now this is an old tree monster with such an amazing momentum, what is the identity?

"How come so many people? You also want to break into Fusang Mountain and taste the turn of my old man?"

The old tree saw so many people appearing, suddenly alert, threatened with a cane in his hand.

When everyone saw it, they all felt weird.

To be honest, if there is no shadow of the giant wood behind him, if there is no Taishi ancestor who suffers in the loss, no one will regard this old guy as a predecessor, it is too much mastery, and the mortal old Green skin is no different!

Even Wu Gumu, the patriarch of the Jinwu family, did not know what to say. From his very young age, he knew that Fusangshan had such a root, and when his grandfather was young, this root also existed. I don't know how many years this old man has lived. In short, he is almost as old as this Fusang Mountain, or as old as the current Jinwu people.

For this old man, it is even impossible to judge through the seniors, because I don’t know when from time to time, all the Jinwu people called him the uncle, and Wu Gumu is such a name. His son Wu Yidian is also called this generation. It was a mess.

In the memory of Wu Gumu, I have never seen this old man out of the hand, and according to common sense, his blood is declining, and he should have been unable to move his hand. It is only because of the characteristics of the tree demon that he can live for so long, for generations. No one regards him as an ancestor who can suppress the ethnic movements, or else he will not let such a guarding the Fusang Mountain...

As for Dajinwu and Wusang, they were equally shocked. They both learned the technique of shoving with the roots, but they only know that he lived for a long time, and he learned a lot, but he didn’t know that he had some shots. These powers!

"This old predecessor, the lonely blade of the mountain, five prayers..."

The middle-aged man in the Lonely Blade Golden Robe saw it and slowly stepped forward and arched his hand.

"Go back, go back, dare to enter Fusang Mountain, I will knock you..."

The old tree did not give face, holding the cane in his hand to scare people.

When Peng Peng was full of face, he had to stand on the edge of Fusang Mountain and smiled bitterly: "I have been a neighbor for so many years, but I don't know that there are such high-ranking people as the seniors. I am really embarrassed, I dare not ask the seniors to respect..."

This is quite polite, but the old tree is annoyed and blinks: "Do you want to challenge me?"

When Peng Wu was in the language, it was only half a sigh of reaction, and the old man asked him to ask for advice...

"Genbo, the predecessor of the Lonely Mountain is a good person, he is asking what is the number..."

Fortunately, next to a Wusang, bearing the feeling of the lonely blade, boldly explained to Genbo.

Genber understood this: "Oh, the road number... the road number was forgotten..."

Peng Wu suddenly smiled, I do not know if this old man does not want to say or really forget it!

At this time, an old man with white hair is a Yuanying ancestor of the Dashengshan Dai, one of the ancient demon eight veins. He does not know how many years old, the oldest qualifications, and his knowledge. At this time, I gently opened it: "There was a giant wood name Fusang in the ancient times, and it was a long time and a god. It relied on the supreme power to straighten the sky, stealing the nine-day sun god, and the crows on the giant wood. Deity, turned into a three-legged golden-wood... Jinwu family, since the birth of Fusang as a totem, since then I do not know how many years, when the South-view of the demon, I also heard that Jinwu Yimai has Fusang Shenmu shot, Protect the golden bloodline..."

It has a lot of knowledge, some past events, and the arrival of the past. At the end, the eyes have fallen on the old tree, and the eyes are flashing, whispering: "...if the old man guessed it well, this predecessor, Is that the **** of wood that has not been born for three thousand years?"

Fusang Shenmu!

The demon in the field looked at each other with a sigh of relief, and took a sigh of coolness. When looking at the little old man, there was another layer of awe.

Although I have long guessed it, but when I was broken, I couldn’t help but be shocked.

If the old man's body is Fuso Shenmu, it is not so amazing. After all, Fusang Shenmu has always been divine.

But if he is the legendary hibiscus, it would be too scary.

After he said this sentence, the old tree demon who jumped and jumped, it seemed to be silent, crazy, and confused, so silent, it seems that the atmosphere has become depressed. Down, even a few yuan infants in the air, no one spoke, all standing quietly in the air, waiting for him to speak, but this old tree was silent for a long time, but gradually raised his anger, one The word sighed and said: "It’s been too many years to show up, and the juniors have become more and more arrogant..."

As soon as he spoke, he was even more faint with anger. When he was on the scene, everyone was alert and listened to him quietly.

However, when Lao Genjing followed the words, he made everyone laugh and laugh. He suddenly rushed toward the old white with a walking stick. He shouted in his mouth: "The old man is obviously male, you dare to marry me. Mother God? See if I can't kill you..."

"Hey..."

A group of people are speechless. When people are old and white, they are jealous of him?

However, Dajinwu was helpless, and he struggled to hug the roots and shouted: "My roots, you are mad, don't rush, you don't have to be a mother, you are a god." ...Shenmu, not a mother..." (To be continued.)

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