So What If You’ve Been Reborn?

The aura collided and stirred, and the wilderness was divided into countless pieces. "乐"文『小『说|

The bright red liquid splashed on the golden color of the scorpion, and one piece of the magic weapon was broken in the mud. At first, people were greedy to smash, and then these eye-catching objects were scattered like gravel between the corpses. The monks stepped on their feet and were rolled up by the sword.

Tired of fatigue, and even more affected by the fact of "killing the same way", many of the righteous monks resisted, and some heard the screams, only a spirit wakes up.

- Don't fight, you will die here today!

Just cross the battlefield and leave the sight of these magical repairs! Where there is life, there is hope! !

The elite disciples of the Zhengdao Schools, who attacked Youzhou almost all came out of their nests. Even after repeated battles, they were stunned by the magical array, and the number of people left behind was still considerable.

It’s just under the predicament that all four sides are demons, and they are unwilling to fight again, eager to save their lives.

They are embarrassed, especially high-ranking monks.

How did things develop to such a degree? It was supposed to be a battle of ten and nine. The realm of the repairing world will change for decades and even hundreds of years. The magic repairs should be the dog of the family, nowhere to hide, no longer able to compete with the right sects for resources.

Han Mingzong’s elders creaked in their minds, only to feel that they were falling apart.

The sting of the wound, barely recalled his consciousness, and fixed his eyes on it. It was actually a few of the gods who repaired the magic weapon and surrounded him. The excited look seemed to be like what was cheap. of.

Han Mingzong’s elders roared, and the four-handed flying swords came out together. Can’t be like a golden day, instantly twisting a piece of magic into pieces and rushing out of the encirclement.

One of the magic repairs was made by the sword, and the blood was cut off by the sword.

"There is nothing more than a failure!"

The Supreme Master is far from seeing this situation and is very annoyed.

"What about swallowing the moon?"

"..." Zhan Yuanqiu silently pointed to a snow white dog in the west of the battlefield.

The spirit of swallowing the moon has been stunned for six years, and finally it can be vented. It is simply who sees who bites, encounters a paw that is blocking the road, and does not pick the opponent.

The righteous monks who are eager to escape are complaining.

It was not easy to kill a **** road from the melee. I suddenly came to such a monster, and I didn’t talk about the rules. I couldn’t get through with those who were shallow!

Seeing another young monk evading, to be bitten by a snow-colored giant dog, a glaucoma burst into the nose, and the nose of the swallowing moon flew over. The big dog was in the face and his face was raging.

Following the source of the magic weapon, it is a white-haired old man who has to intervene to save people, and has the strength of the Mahayana period.

The swallower does not know him, but it doesn't matter! The righteous sect and its ruin of the family, hit again.

"Death!"

The snow-white giant dog roared, and the talented gods rushed out. When the time turned, the sky turned black, and the fingers disappeared.

Only the sorrowful sorrow and the faint illuminance of the instrument shine around.

The corpse, the screams, and the thick **** smell make the battlefield straightforward.

In order to survive, the righteous monks are all biting their teeth, and they are like crazy tigers. The high-ranking monks must also guard the disciples under the door, slowly gather together into several pieces, and rush to rush in the encirclement of the magic repair.

Good luck, cut down a few magic repairs, get a respite, and hope for a living.

Unlucky, in the case of a few magic lines that were forbidden, they sent their lives directly.

The Supreme Master shook his chin and reached out and said: "This is the right person, it is very skillful!"

"...Yuzhou."

Zhan Yuanqiu secretly blamed the brothers, and it is unclear how much the company has.

The Supreme Master does not care, there is a younger brother, and it is not difficult to train such an elite.

He also looked at the battlefield for a moment, his eyes fell on a brave and warrior, and he was not high, but it was really true - "Receive the man, don't let him encounter danger, and wait for this battle, this seat has many rewards. ”

Zhan Yuanqiu is powerless to remind: "Supreme, this woman is under the five poisons, it is also Yuzhou!"

"..."

Long pain is worse than short-term pain. Zhan Yuanqiu asked for a voice: "After the road is defeated, can the brothers have plans?"

The Supreme Master looked at him with a puzzled look: "Since they beat them, they dare not come out at their own mountain gates, sweeping out Zhangzhou and Qingzhou, and collecting those small sects into their own right, so that he is a monk for hundreds of years without climate. It is the right way. The sects tried to add to the way I waited for me!"

Zhan Yuanqiu sighed: "The brothers think it is simple, and the next one does not say that Chen He will take the position of the magic road in the world and hand it over to you?"

"This seat is the first person of the Magic Road."

In his life, he only listened to the instructions of the sword, and the sword allowed his younger brother to take the idea.

Xing cracking in the bones is not the kind of person who is willing to succumb to the people, from the good! He never even thought about it.

"Chen He said, will help us find Master." Zhan Yuanqiu took the heaviest chip.

The Supreme Master shakes instantly: "Is this true?"

"Senior brother, Chen He has many secrets. You and I can't do anything. To say the general trend, the magic road has a good fortune. This is a good opportunity to change the realm of cultivation!" Zhan Yuanqiu persuaded.

He worriedly added: "Chen Hexiu is about to be promoted, and the North Xuan Gong method is wonderful, I am afraid... the brother may not be able to win him."

The comprehension of the realm of love speaks with strength, and it is not comparable to others. Naturally, there is no power to fight.

"You can't exaggerate your words." The dissatisfied dissatisfied, "what is the fear of the newly promoted Mahayana monk?"

Zhan Yuanqiu looked at him silently.

"How?" Xing cracked the world and became nervous. He turned his head and looked across the plane.

Zhan Yuanqiu gave a voice, and Zhangkou said: "There is a remnant of the generations, and you are reluctant to resist! Also ask the sages to personally take the shots, and give the ancestors who are dedicated to the famous gates a little color."

The magic repair around the Supreme Master is immediately applauded.

"Those guys are dying and hurting a lot of people!"

"The thief first smashes the king, takes those old things down, and the battle will be fixed!"

The sorcerer looked at Chen Wo and created a "grandfather". Chen He's age is not enough for his fractions. Not only did the ancestor angered and rushed to escape, but the sorcerer also felt that his face could not be hanged.

"Follow me!"

The demons rushed to answer, everyone was excited and their eyes were red.

Mahayana monk! It is not easy to see one on weekdays. Now, just be careful, you may be able to pick up the magic weapon of the Mahayana monks, carry objects, and even storage bags!

Shouting and killing the sound.

The ancestors of the Qing dynasty came to save the "comrades of the same fellow". They were surprised to see that the magic weapon that was thrown was like a missed head, and it slanted across Chen Wo.

Chen He's palm is vain, palms to the sky, like holding a thing, the five fingers slightly received.

Others only feel the magic, the symbol is like a mud cow into the sea, completely unable to touch Chen Wo Yi Jiao, Qingyuan ancestors clearly feel the heaven and earth aura silently flow to the other side, as if with Chen He's mind, arbitrarily shake, squeezed each Road attack.

"This!"

The Qingyuan ancestors were shocked.

When God read it, he couldn’t clearly see where Chen Wo was. The aura of heaven and earth was superimposed around him, and it was uncertain. This person is no different from a magic weapon or even a corpse.

Lost points, a thousand miles.

The monks and rituals are all driven by the true spirits, and the target breath suddenly changes. It is difficult to pursue, and they have to fight with their own eyesight and speculation. This makes the monks who are used to relying on the instruments to be at a loss, and the attacks are often lost.

"Who are you?"

Qingyuan's ancestors felt that Chen Wo was abnormally face-to-face, thinking for a long while, and reluctantly guessing the identity of Chen He, suddenly unbelievable: This is the young monk who claims to be a blood-smelling younger brother?

"Hey, you are not a demon, why do you want to help you to abuse it? Mix the magic road?" Qingyuan's ancestors never thought about the life-saving spirits that he had worked hard all his life, no cross-robbery, the first time it turned out to be this In this case.

It is wise for him to be vigilant.

Chen He blinked his eye on the Lingbao, and he knew that this thing could not be removed with his current ability. It was also the same with the fire in the stone. This kind of thunderous robbery can best consume the real yuan.

As long as he can't kill himself, Chen He will look at it differently:

“Helping you to abuse? Under the heavens, what is it?”

"The magical indiscriminate killing innocent, refining the soul of the practice, who is what?" Qingyuan ancestors are now angry.

"Who is this ‘innocent’?” Chen Wo said slowly.

"..."

"It is a monk, a beast, a devil, and everything that is unacceptable in heaven."

Chen He said coldly, "They are willing to kill the refining instruments, and Tiandao will settle accounts with them. Just as I am killing the pillars of the road today, subverting the general trend of the realm, disturbing the number of lives, if there is cause and effect, I will bear it."

He smiled and kissed his hand. The heaven and earth aura seemed to condense into a whirlpool, involving the monks who were rushing to escape and replanted.

"How difficult is it!"

After the words are finished, the flames that suddenly rise up will instantly engulf the surroundings.

The screams only sounded a few times in the sea of ​​fire, and they disappeared without a trace.

The ancestors of the Qing Dynasty witnessed the split: "Good! Good! You are the person of the North Xuan School. Is this to retaliate against us?"

"You said that I am practicing the Fa, not like the demon. However, when you said that my brother, the evil spirits and the evil spirits, you must break into the magic, and be mad at them, catering to the rumors released by the aggregators."

In order to avoid the fire in the stone, the ancestors of the Qing Dynasty retired.

He cultivated as far as Chen He, but he never encountered Chen He's ability to confuse the aura of the heavens and the earth. He couldn't help himself, but he could only urge the disciples of Han Mingzong to leave.

Chen He stunned his hand, his figure was like a ghost, and he was firmly pinched in the throat of the aggregated elders who had been seriously injured by him. His left hand followed, and his fingertips were pressed down, burning the elders who wanted to leave the body. Yuan Ying Jiaotou was ruined.

The Qing dynasty hurriedly came to the rescue, and Chen Wo did not fight, and he would throw the yuan baby away.

The layer of obstacle that has always hindered Chen He: This life is not a magic repair, but the flame is a magic repair. If this is a smooth flight, is it his submission to Heaven, or the failure of Heaven?

Positive,

Magic,

Between a thought, tangled.

"Shuntian from the road, against the sky is the devil, then I am the devil!"

After refuting the Qing dynasty's ancestors, Chen He's eyes were radiant, long hair rolled, and the whole body aura was completely melted between the heavens and the earth at that moment, and it was difficult to separate each other.

Step by step through the fairyland, Mahayana.