Strongest Abandoned Son

Although the early monk of the illusory **** was bounced away by the golden light ball, no one is paying attention to him now. All the people are staring at the seven transparent gold light balls. The things in these seven light balls, as long as they get one at a time, are the great creations. These things don't say that the sacred monk is a sinister monk, and he will drool.

Ye Mo heard a heavy gasping around him. He understood that the next thing was bleeding.

The late monk of the illusory **** woke up. He stood up and said loudly: "Dear friends, there is a predecessor here, we let the former choose three, then choose half in the fourth, the rest Give us points, do you have any opinions?"

No one answered.

Obviously, there is no agreement in the later opinion of this illusory god. Although Ye Moxiu is high, it is only a body of a monk. There are more than a dozen monks in the world. If you are a partner, it is not necessarily his opponent. The main thing is that the things in these seven gold **** are too shocking. Who is willing to give it to others?

But at this moment almost all the monks left Ye Mo and stared at Ye Mo cautiously. They prevent Ye Mo from killing each other, so this is a side.

Ye Mo smiled and didn't move at all. The three monks in the eyes of the monks showed the same fanatic look, and they didn't move. The world I have seen has been more, others are not moving, how can he move? The three monks of the late Ding, plus a dozen monks of the virtual gods besieged him, Ye Mo is really not afraid. It’s just that he is afraid that if he doesn’t take care of Su Jingwen, then he will lose more.

"Ha ha ha ha..." A hoarse voice laughed and said: "The seven light **** here. I want five of them."

When the voice is finished, you have to reach out and grab the things inside the ball.

What everyone saw was only a monk in the late days of the imaginary god. There were several virgin monks who were close to each other, and they offered a magic weapon to stop the monk in the late stage of the virtual god.

However, the monks in the late days of the imaginary **** did not even sacrifice the magic weapon. They just pinched out a few gestures at random, and the few false monks who wanted to stop him were immediately shrouded in his gesture of cohesion.

After a few moments, the people only heard the sound of ‘咔嚓’, and how many of the vain monks who wanted to stop him were thrown away by him, hitting the stone wall. It’s just these few sacred monks who have been twisted their necks at this time. I have not had a breath.

Many monks who had just been attracted by the seven golden **** of light, after seeing this scene, sipped cold air. All the people understand that the late monk who had just pinched off the neck of others had absolutely hidden the cultivation. This kind of understatement kills several false **** monks. Obviously it is already a gel or even a trip.

No one spoke, and many monks who wanted to talk turned their attention to Ye Mo, because Ye Mo’s cultivation was the highest. Now there is another monk who plays the tiger and eats the tiger. Obviously the main battle will happen to the two monks.

The imaginary monks who were still enthusiastic and excited were calming down. The things here are good, but whether they can take them on the wheel is still two different things. Or, this is simply not on their heads. There are two monks above the condensate. Where are the sacred monks?

Ye Mo found that the masters of Xiao Yi and Zhou Yushuang had not moved yet. Obviously, the two men also saw this monk who played pigs and tigers.

The monk who pretends to be a late **** of the gods will not disguise at this time. The momentum of the body has skyrocketed. In a blink of an eye, I went to the nine-story repair. At the moment, facing so many things against the sky, he has to get it anyway, and there is no point in disguising it.

In addition to Ye Min's expression, Zhou Yushuang's Master and Xiao Yi's eyes were full of dignity and surprise. Obviously, they did not expect anyone to be pseudo-decorated like them. To them. The more monks you take, the less benefit you have.

The nine-layer monk who had been exposed to himself had walked to Ye Mo and held a hug and said: "Friends, you can take the seven layers of the trip to the late stage. Here are the seven golden balls. I want five. I will give you two, so you should have no opinion on this allocation?"

Ye Moxin sneered, and the district was a nine-layer monk who could kill at any time. He even had five light balls. And he also sees other monks as air, as if it does not exist.

However, Ye Mo knows that now is far from the time of splitting the ball, he said indifferently: "You need a light ball, please don't ask me."

When he listened to Ye Mo’s words, he immediately revealed Ye Mo’s very interesting expression. Obviously, in his opinion, Ye Mo knew that he was very afraid of him after riding the nine layers, which gave him the ball of light.

He nodded and said, "Good."

After saying that he went straight to the fifth ball of light, it is obvious that his first fancy is the one-class work. Ye Moi noticed Zhou Yushuang’s master and found that when he saw the monk heading for the fifth ball of light, the real elements of the whole body slowly gathered, and Ye Mo’s heart smiled. He knew that Zhou Yushuang’s master was ready to start.

To be honest, this sect of the Xian class has no attraction to Ye Mo. The most attractive to him is the seventh ball of light, the three spars of the aura.

"嘭" The hand of Ding's monk was caught on the golden ball of light. His real element and the defensive shield on the golden light ball slammed together, making a dull sound.

The nine-layer monk who was hit by the ding of the golden light ball was snorted and quitted a few steps away. Master Zhou Yushuang saw this and stopped thinking about it.

However, Ye Mo did not care about the monk who was hit by the golden light ball. He just looked at the fairy-level martial arts in the golden light ball. After a while, his heart was silent for a while.

Just when the Ding monk caught the golden ball of light, the golden light ball cracked a few cracks, and Ye Mo’s knowledge could be transformed, and his gods attacked from the cracks in an instant. Then he can see the fairy tales, which is simply an illusory thing, that is to say, it is fake.

Ye Mo once again looked at the first to the seventh light ball one by one, except for the three crystal stones inside the seventh light ball, the rest of the light balls, the leaves The more you look at it, the more you look like a fake.

"It's amazing." The rider took a few steps back, and then he looked at a few light **** in front of him, some surprised.

After talking about him, he looked at Ye Mo, apparently wanting to attack this light ball with Ye Mo.

Ye Mohe smiled and said: "I will take a look."

After saying that Ye Mo went to the first ball of light, it was a catch with the monk who took the trip. No one knows that he only wants his own knowledge to enter the ball of light, and does not really want to grab the things inside the ball of light.

"嘭" is another fine sound, and everyone is surprised that after Ye Mo’s grasp, it was just a fine sound, but he himself was not bounced away by the light ball. The people around him quickly understood what was going on. It was obvious that Ye Mo’s real yuan was not as good as the monk, because the voice he caught was much smaller.

Only Ye Moxin knows what is going on. When his gods enter the ball of light, they immediately see what is inside the ball of light. Three pieces are the real thing, fake. The practice of the three heavenly grades is fake.

Ye Mo frowned, didn't stop, went on to the second ball of light, and reached out and grabbed the past. But as he looked at the light ball one by one, he found that it was all a word, fake, fake, and fake.

Everyone looked at Ye Guang’s non-stop ball of light and touched it with a ball of light. No one knew what he was doing.

Instead, the nine-layered monk who had just been bounced by the light ball frowned, and then said to Ye Mo, "You, you are not going to do this way, so there is no way to open the ball of light. I mean. Yes, it is better for us to join forces. If the two can join hands to open these **** of light, I am willing to take another ball of light out. How do you see it?"

Ye Moxin secretly shook his head, although there were imaginary monks on this side, or they all seemed to be vain monks. However, this has been a big taboo for the nine-tiered monk. Not only will the other monks see the air, but also eat the food.

In Ye Mo's view, even if these imaginary monks are not worth mentioning, they can't use them or don't need them. It's not a bad thing to get some points out and give them to others. Of course, Ye Mo will not remind him that the monk is a strong character. Just a moment ago, I broke the neck of several false **** monks, and it is definitely a bloodthirsty generation.

Ye Mo looked back and saw that the monk said: "I will try again, if not, let me talk."

After saying ~www.readwn.com~ Ye Mo once again reached for the past on the last ball of light, and it was a muffled sound of ‘嘭’. After Ye Mo’s ignorance, he swept in immediately. In an instant, Ye Moxin was pleasantly surprised. The three spar in this light ball are all true, and the aura is definitely not the degree of Lingjing.

His knowledge only turned around on the three spar, and he felt an extremely comfortable feeling. Ye Moqiang suppressed the ecstasy in his heart. He took back his knowledge and went to the side. Then he said to the monk who took the nine-story squad: "I just tried it. These light **** are very strong, only the last one. I feel that there is still some hope. So I only need the last ball of light, and the rest of the ball of light I know that I can't open it because of my ability."

"Is this really true?" The monk who took the trip was not waiting for Ye Mo to finish the words. He reached for the last ball of light, but it was the same as the previous one. After a muffled sound, his hand was immediately bounced off and then ejected a few steps away from the defensive mask on the ball of light.

The Ding monk frowned and looked at Ye Mo with a cold eye. "Don't you say that the last ball is loose?"

(third more!)

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