Plundering the Heavens

“What is the introduction of Xianxian?”

Seeing the little princess scared into such a pattern, Fang Xing hurriedly asked, but fortunately he kept being careful, stopped the voice of the little princess and passed it outside, and was not heard by the guards around the altar. However, my heart also jumped up and saw that the color of the little princess’s fear was not faked, but it was really scared by the things represented by the altar. In fact, in his heart, Feeling frightened, like the altar, what horrible things will come out at any time...

"Introducing the fairy, how is it possible, how is it possible..."

The little princess didn’t answer the words for a while, and he only said these words in his mouth: “How can someone still run the lead? This is a taboo. The saints know that they will be furious, how dare they dare. Doing this..."

"First talk about what this is?"

The square pinched the little princess's face and pulled it out for a long time, and looked at her eyes.

"Wow... it hurts..."

The little princess opened her mouth and bite it into his hand. The line shrank quickly and taught her to bite.

"Introducing immortals, in fact, is..."

The little princess set her mind and began to whisper to explain to the party, but just one mouth, but was stunned by the party.

Her heart was furious and bitten to the palm of the square. Unfortunately, the mana was banned, and it was hard to bite and bite. It was at this time that she even felt that the surrounding fairy was more intense. Points, suddenly understood the intention of the party, slightly turned, but suddenly saw the altar below, has changed again, at the other end of the altar, facing an extremely wide cave, built into the appearance of the road At this time, several people were coming out of the cave, and the air was terrible. Heran is the cultivation of Yuan Ying’s great journey.

For the first one, wearing a linen, holding a palm of his hand with his hands, behind his back. It is a long-haired man with long sleeves fluttering and no long objects, but naturally, it makes people feel an imminent sword. Followed by them, it looks ambiguous, looming, and the strong sense of the mind of the square, at a glance, it is the person who specializes in the mind.

He also sensed the appearance of these people, and hurriedly grabbed the little princess's mouth, so as not to be discovered.

And the four people who came to the front of the altar, but the head of the man, respectfully placed the palm of the hand in the center of the altar. After nine steps of retreat, the man with a long hair squat sat on the ground, and the other two old men wearing robes and ancient robes came forward, danced and danced, and they danced with joy. Long, like ancient words, piercing endless time.

Near the underground altar, a large amount of aura began to surge, from the numerous karsts around the underground cave. Surging, then condensed around the altar, on the altar, there were nine beams of light. In the middle of the nine beams of light, on the palm of the white jade, there are countless runes rushing out, jumping in the air, flashing, colliding with each other. Then disappeared, vaguely formed a looming human form, seems to mutter and say something.

After the appearance of this rune, the two rituals danced harder, and the strange sound echoed inside the cave.

The sound is not loud, but it seems to have endless penetrating power, stinging the eardrum, and being extremely uncomfortable.

"They are talking about the ancient Taoist language, which means..."

The little princess was close to the ear of the square, exhaled like a blue, and whispered.

"I know, it is: Xian Yu, returning home..."

The square line was also dignified, whispered, and there was a horror in the eyes.

Fairy, return home...

Through the ability of the yin and yang gods, he accurately understood the chanting of the two ceremonies.

I can’t help but be amazed in my heart. What do these four words mean?

Now, he also understands why he and the little princess will come here at this time. Their water scorpion charms are chaotic, and after they enter the water, because there is no law, they only follow the aura. Wandering, and no one thought that in this underground world, there would be someone who built such an eccentric altar and pulled the waters around the four days, and they must have been there once. When the altar started, with the guidance of the aura, it was coincidental that it was nearby.

"Xian Yan, returning home..."

At this time, the mad dances of the two sacrifices seemed to have reached the peak, the action was weird, but with an indescribable feeling of demon, the big sleeves fluttered, dripping and sweating, the whole person was washed like water, It consumes a lot of mana and almost hollows out itself.

"Where is the opportunity, it will be fleeting, never return, when will it be?"

At this time, the Yuanying Mahayana monk dressed in linen suddenly stood up and shouted loudly. He said it was a common language, but it was even more horrible than the two sacrifices. When he spoke, the big sleeves waved, the endless aura of the altar and the runes, and disappeared at the same time, and I didn't know where it was sent by the altar, only one bone.

"call……"

The two rituals were like cumbersome, sitting directly on the ground, gasping for breath, sweating like rain.

The long-haired man also stood up and respectfully bowed to the Mahayana monk who was wearing a linen dress. He said: "Master, this big sacrifice, we have been going on for a full month, can the heavenly fairy ancestor be able to Received the message we delivered?"

"I do not know either!"

The Yuan Ying Mahayana monk dressed in linen whispered openly and wondered: "Tianyuan has been closed for a long time. The connection between Tiantian Xianyu and Tianyuan Taoism has been cut off. Oh, our roots are basically not in the world." Broken the connection with the Tianwai Xianyu, it is doomed to our lack of resources, but for the end, but now Xuanzang Tianzhu, the power of the heavens has gradually weakened, we are the most important thing, Tianwai Xianzu got in touch, and after the return of Xianzu, the district has helped the Shake Palace, what is it?"

The man with a long hair slogan should say: "Yes, but the saint?"

The monk dressed in linen sneered a sneer and said: "They disappeared and they didn't know what to discuss. I am afraid that we haven't taken care of it now. Together with the hiddenness we made, we have stolen the aura of the Tianzhu Mountains. The atmosphere is hidden and will not be discovered by them. When the return of the fairy ancestors, they discovered what happened? Is it true that you are an ancient saint? Can you drive people into immortals? Oh, now Xuanzang Tianshui, It’s not a chance, and my family has gotten this kind of creation. Why can’t you look at Haoyu?”

"You know!"

"In these few days, you are keeping a close eye on it. If the ancestors will respond, it should be in these days!"

"Yes!"

The two said, the old man in the linen, and then took the white bones to leave, the young man with long hair and hangs left, sitting alone under the altar, quietly guarding, the emptiness of the surrounding void has been silent, There is invisible pressure in the air.

"Bad, broken, big things are bad..."

After a while, Fang Xing and Yao Chi’s little princess were only slightly removed. At this time, the little princess was full of fear: “It’s a hateful day. It’s actually a hateful hate, that’s wearing a linen dress. It’s the current hatred of heaven, and the young man is a rumor that he has closed his sword and he has never been born in a decade. They even turned out to be outside the world, trying to get the ancestors back home!”

"What's the big deal, hey, isn't it that when people come back, you are not so powerful?"

Fang Xing did not care, said gloating.

"No, no..."

The little princess Yao Chi slammed the sleeves of the square and cried. "This is not so simple. Those who have already soared are not allowed to come back. When they come back, the state will be chaotic. Tianyuan It will be chaotic, and the disaster will come to an end..."

"What is going on?"

Seeing her so nervous, Fang Fang also frowned, no longer laughing with her.

The ultimate goal of practicing and practicing is to cultivate the immortal. Therefore, the person who practices the singer can have a very good impression of the immortal. This is also the sensation that he saw from the hateful days. Although he feels surprised, he does not feel what is wrong. The reason is right, but looking at the little princess's look of horror, it seems that this matter is not so simple, he also left his mind, began to ask questions.

"You... can you know what is going on?"

Yao Chi’s little princess is obviously eager to explain, but Zhang Zhangkou, but I don’t know what to say, but at the end, I opened my mouth.

"Amount...what can it be, the cowman..."

Fangxing felt that this problem insulted his IQ, and he answered with some disdain.

However, Yao Chi’s little princess shook her head and looked solemnly: “In fact, at the very beginning, the immortal is a sinner, an exiled person!”

"Amount... Are you kidding me?"

"No kidding, this is true. We have a clear written in the Yaochi!"

The little princess of Yaochi was in a hurry and tried to explain: "Everyone in the practice circle knows that when the Xianlu Road was not broken, he would pass through the nine robbers and become a fairy. After he became a fairy, he would be able to fly away and leave. Tianyuan mainland, free and easy, but do you know what is going on in the sky? The first immortals in the world recorded, it is not voluntary to fly, but after the Xiansheng war, all the fairy lost, being the saint Hard and hard to kill, at the time, this is not called flying, but called... exile!"

"I rely, I can't lie to you if I read less?"

In just a few words, I changed the small face of the square to a color, whispering: "The difference is too big here?" (~^~)