Sovereign to Immortality

Yang Junshan is now fleeing in a covered canyon full of gullies, and just a few feet behind him, two extraterrestrial monks are chasing him behind him.

"Haha, I can't escape. He can't escape. I want his head. I want to **** his brain. His blood is full. I have already smelled the blood. I can't wait, I can feel it. Once I have refining his **** blood with a **** secret technique, I will definitely be able to advance to the third true!"

A dark magical mist opened a black flame that often flashed with aura on the ground. The magical repairs inside made a very screaming scream, and the magic fog around him seemed to be tremble with his excitement. It is like a monster that chooses to be a human being.

On the other side of the magic fog, a **** light under the foot is also chasing a monk of Yang Junshan. It seems that he is very helpless to the magical work that he is working with. He said that he is not angry. I remember the agreement we had before, the things on this guy are equally divided, and it’s true that you are full of blood, but his brain is mine!”

"Haha, it’s true that it’s just the same, but **** moon, if you give me his brain, all the things in him are for you, how?"

The wizard repaired his companion in a very tempting tone.

"fart!"

This Shura, called Xueyue, sneered and said: "I can feel this man-made monk is pure to the ultimate spiritual knowledge. His brain has great use. If you dare to move, don't blame Laozi for turning his face!"

"Haha, just a joke, let's catch the man of the human race first, and say that this kid is too ran, it looks very tricky!"

The magic repair quickly shifted the subject.

"Hey, this is the best joke!"

The **** moon Shura snorted and said: "If you are so good, would you be interested in the blood of his body?"

The black robe magic repaired a strange smile, but did not answer, but the black flame that flashed around the black fog in the original week suddenly suddenly flourished, his speed suddenly increased by a third, the blood around him The month of Shura has opened a large section and shortened the distance from Yang Junshan.

The **** moon Shura seems to be not surprised by the means of the black robe magic repair, sneer: "You the Mozu are used to this kind of fateful tricks?"

Said, the blood curtain under the blood of Shura is sticking to the ground, and after a while, he chased after the black robe, and said: "Black robe, don't forget that this Shura's cultivation is even higher! ”

Yang Junshan did not think that he was so bad after he walked out of Shilin. He was not stared at by two foreign monks. This magical Shura soon reached an agreement and joined forces to attack him.

The magic repair called the black robe has the equivalent of the cultivation of the dilemma, and the repair of Shura is higher than the Xuanzao, and at this time Yang Junshan has just killed two real people in the stone forest. The extraterritorial monks in the realm, the real yuan in the body has not been completely calmed down. In the face of the siege of two foreign monks, they can only choose to break through.

Fortunately, the terrain here is complex, and there are gully gorges everywhere. However, no matter whether it is a human monk or a person outside the domain, it is impossible to fly in the burial sky, so that Yang Junshan can take it easy.

In fact, Yang Junshan was not flustered by people at this time. On the contrary, he is extremely calm now, and even fully confident that he can turn around and fight with two foreign monks, let them retreat.

However, Yang Junshan did not do this. Although the burial of the sky market has already reached a pot of porridge because of the large number of monks outside the field, once Yang Junshan is letting go, it will also attract other people, but now in terms of quantity, The monks on the side of the cultivation profession clearly occupy the disadvantages, and the more likely outsiders are coming.

The opposite of his present is very simple, either to get rid of the two chasing people behind him, or to lead the two to a remote battle.

It may happen that sometimes a sudden accident will make his original plan almost ruin.

Just when Yang Junshan was preparing to rush through a valley in front, he did not find that the valley was also connected to several gully-like gorges. A monk who was also pursued by the extraterritorial monks almost rushed into the valley at the same time as Yang Junshan. Even two people were moved because of the unknown situation.

"Hey, assistant, it's your own!"

The Qingfeng real people saw that Yang Junshan threw out the mountain prince in his hand, scared him to scream and scream. Now, in the Yuzhou cultivating world, who does not know that Xiaoyang, a real person in Mengyu County, has become a magical master when he gathers in the world. The top 100 rankings on the list were successfully printed, and they succeeded in defeating the seven-yang real people who lived in the peak of Xuanjing.

Of course, today's Qiyang real person is no longer a Xuanzhao monk. More than half a year ago, the head of the raging valley finally advanced into the heavens, and it is said that he has cultivated the town of Shuihuo Valley to the realm of the integration of Liuyang. .

When Yang Junshan was screaming in the breeze, he had already found out that it was wrong. The other party seemed to be being chased and killed. It looked extremely embarrassing. He just waved his hand toward the mountain prince in the air, and his life was free. It is easy to resolve a magical power that is about to be shot, showing extremely superior control.

"follow me!"

Yang Junshan greeted him, and no matter how much trouble he would bring to him after he was chased by him. At least the Qingfeng real person still has the ability to escape, so now the two choose to join hands is undoubtedly the most sensible move.

Yang Junshan also quickly learned that an extraterritorial monk who was chasing him behind him was an extraterritorial monk who was equivalent to Xuan Zangjing, and seemed to be an ethnic spiritual group that was not common in the practice world.

This is a race that is usually classified as a demon in the cultivation world, but the spiritual monk never thinks that his own family is a demon. They think that the spiritual is a race independent of the demon, because this race usually Innate is lifeless.

Before the demon people began to practice spirituality, they were mostly animals, grasses and the like. At least the innate nature was born, and the innateness of the spiritual family was like stone, spiritual crystal, black iron, spiritual water, clouds, Flames, even magic weapons and other inanimate objects, under the occasional opportunity or the point of some great supernatural powers, suddenly have instinctive or conscious ability to practice, and finally rejuvenate, open the mind, become a monk Therefore, they collectively refer to this family as the spiritual family.

When the chasing monk chased the breeze, he turned into a few round pebbles rolling behind him. When he caught up with him, he combined into a stone man and a breeze. The monks outside this field were extremely difficult. The number of people who use the breeze is not enough for him to use it. In the end, he can only escape.

Yang Junshan fled in front of the Qingfeng real people, and the moments of the magic repair, Shura and the stone demon behind him did not cause any conflict, and the three extraterrestrial monks actually acquiesced toward Yang Junshan. Chasing.

Yang Junshan looked at the breeze and looked at him with a strange look. "You are not a Xuan Zang cultivator, how can you be chased by a stone demon of the same order?"

The Qingfeng real person was obviously depressed by the stone demon all the way. He said: "The mysterious situation of shit, Laozi is a monk who gathers."

Yang Junshan’s heart is slightly awkward. It’s no wonder that he has been observing that this breeze is a real life. He always thought that the breeze is a very secretive mystery that hides his own cultivation and makes Yang Junshan’s intensive spiritual knowledge. He couldn't tell, but he still wondered: "When you see you in the Liangyu Mountains, it is clear that Xuanzang is repaired?"

"Hey!"

The breeze real person finally gave a smug laughter and said: "Be deceived. At that time, it was the mysterious magical power, but it was to scare you. If you decided to work with me, I am afraid I can’t use a few. The turn is dew!"

Yang Junshan was silent, and the Qingfeng real person realized what he was, saying: "Why, is it regretting to take me along the way to escape?"

Yang Junshan nodded depressedly. He said: "It is a bit. I thought that you were a Xuan Zangjing monk who concealed the cultivation, but did not expect that you were originally a gathering monk. It would be a bit difficult to defeat the latter three. ""

The breeze real person did not show the slightest embarrassment. On the contrary, he was quite interested in the confidence expressed in Yang Junshan’s words. “Talk, is there any way?”

Over the sky of the burial of the sky, the three Taijiu real people still joined forces to fight in the air, although they could not stop the continuous arrival of the extraterrestrial monks, but after the singer of the singer was entangled by a descendant of the Taoist level, these three Too real people have already killed more than ten real-time extraterrestrial monks, plus no fewer than 30 foreigners.

It is precisely because of the efforts of these three Taiji monks that greatly delayed the speed of the extraterrestrial monks in the giant boat to reward you. The silk thread that was originally opened by the demon celestial net once again began to explore the ruins of the ruins along the giant boat. Partial extension, slowly starting to continue, the originally opened hatch eyes will be blocked again.

"The Dharma is boundless!"

A huge drink suddenly came from the giant boat again, and the golden light suddenly sprinkled from the door. The thin line of the next day was just opened again. The boundless Buddha light illuminated half a funeral day. The market, even if the sky of the burial sky was covered by Ruiqi, Qingyun, Huagai, Faxiang, Zhenshen and Moyun, it still could not cover the vastness of the golden Buddha light.

However, this huge Buddha light does not seem to have much power. It does not damage the various supernatural shadows filled in the air, but only delays the self-repair of the next day. The three Taijiu real people outside the giant boat hatch can no longer maintain the ability to fly in the air. The three people are separated in the air and fall down in different directions.

"Mom, these vultures will release some of the mysterious ostentation, there is a fart, hollow vulture, not hurrying down!"

The demon lord who is gradually falling into the wind with the singer of the singer of the singer is shouting loudly.

When the second monk-level monk appeared in the sky above the burial sky, Yang Junshan returned to Shilin with the breeze.

“Here is it?” The Qingfeng real people apparently did not find any difference in the situation around them.

Yang Junshan will set off the flag of the wind, and at the moment of falling into the ground, a big bang, however, in the eyes of the breeze, said: "This is a spiritual array that I have laid before, can you completely get rid of the back of the body?" The trouble is to look at it. Now there are more and more people outside the burial sky market. We must leave after the quick decision, otherwise we can only attract more people outside the domain!"

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