Super Great Fortune Teller

As for those eight and nine strong are not easy, one by one are covering their chest crazy retreat.

Wu Jiu and monk, seeing that the old guy suddenly starts at Wang Qian, Wu Jiu is very angry and will rush to the front.

But the monk held Wu Jiu and shook his head: "Ninth master, no way! You have to watch these four hostages! "

Wu Jiu has only now come to realize that the reason why Wang Qian conflicts with those people is because of the hostages in Wang Qian's hands.

Thinking of this, Wu Jiu turns around and kicks Ding Tianxing and Ding Tianjian. As for the other leaders, he turns a blind eye.

Ding Tianjian and Ding Tianxing only feel extremely unjust.

"Help! Everyone, please help me Ding Tianxing shouts to the leaders. However, after seeing Wang Qian's fierce power, the leaders dare not fight.

The ancestors of the Ding family can't afford to offend Wang Qian. They can't afford to offend Wang Qian either. Only when Wang Qian is completely dead can they dare to do it.

Boom boom!

Behind Wang Qian, the gate of yin and Yang kept spouting chains. The chains protected Wang Qian like an inverted bowl, while the ancestors of the Ding family beat Wang Qian one after another, bullying him with their postnatal cultivation.

A series of terrible fists hit on the chain and made a roaring sound, which made the misty peaks begin to shake.

After the Cao family attacked the Zhang family, they followed the Ding family to Wang Qian.

Under the two men's fists, the chain broke one layer after another, and Wang Qian looked at them coldly.

"Fight and see when you can break it." Wang Qian said lightly.

Hearing what Wang Qian said, the Ding family's ancestor said coldly, "Wang Qian, it seems that you don't know the difference between the day after tomorrow and Jiupin. Let me see the real gap between you today

After that, the purple God awn on his body soared again.

Bang bang!

His robes broke, and then his pale hair began to turn to black. Just three seconds later, the father of the Ding family turned to be a child again. A young man who looked like a teenager was floating in the air with his hair flying in the wind. He looked at Wang Qian indifferently.

Wang Qian took a cool breath when he saw it. This is the abnormal place of the day after tomorrow. Rejuvenate your body.

"Wang Qian! Remember, this is called Tianshen boxing The old ancestor of the Ding family gave a drink, and his fist was covered with a layer of purplish red light.

Every blow is stirring the storm.

Boom!

The blow hit on Wang Qian's chain guard and made a thunderous sound.

Wang Qian's chain has more than ten layers in total. The power of one fist broke more than ten layers of chain, and his fists were exposed in front of Wang Qian.

Wang Qian looked at the fist in front of him. Although he was not confused, he controlled the Wuji gate. The Wuji gate opened a gap. As the gap of the Wuji gate opened, the old ancestor of the nading family took back his fist.

Although Wang Qian knew the sharpness of the strong in the future, he still dared to fight with the strong the day after tomorrow because of his twelve thunder gate. As long as the twelve thunder gate is open, Wang Qian can be invincible.

That is to say, Wang Qian has been tempered on Qingyun Road, making his Yang Qi more solid. Originally, Wang Qian's Yang Qi would be drained in less than 30 seconds after opening two doors.

However, after two and a half hours of cultivation, Wang Qian's spirit can reach the top of the door.

Half an hour is enough to decide a lot of things.

The ancestors of the nading family hit one after another, and the ancestors of the Cao family also shot wildly. For a moment, countless chains broke and gathered.

Collapse and reunion, dangerous.

This is a tug of war and a competition of spiritual power. The ancestors of the Ding and Cao families don't believe that Wang Qian can stop them. After all, they have no problem attacking Wang Qian for several hours.

Boom!

With the different bombardment of the two men, the ethereal peaks under Wang Qian's body all vibrated. Some rocks on the top of the peak fell under the cliff, and the terrible sound came from his head.

It's like the end here.

"Wang Qian, do you have any last words to explain? You really think you're a character? You are nothing but a mole ant in front of me This time, the old ancestor of the Ding family's fists soared, reaching a terrible 10 feet.

The huge fist is like a meteorite to Wang Qian. This time, the ancestor of the Ding family absolutely did his best, and some people watching are shocked.

Even Wu Jiu's heart is filled with despair. This is the strong man at the top of the day after tomorrow. After nine grades, it is the day after tomorrow. Once he enters the day after tomorrow, his longevity will increase.

However, most of the postnatal level will live in seclusion and understand the way of heaven. There are not many people like the old Ding family. Even the monk can't help but be shocked by this attack.

This is beyond the scope of human beings. It looks more like a god of stocks is angry.At this time, the ancestor of the Ding family was transformed into an ancient god, who wanted to kill Wang Qian, who dared to challenge him.

Bang bang!

In mid air, the old ancestor of the Ding family slapped the ground one by one, but the color of indifference in his eyes became more and more intense.

Such mole ants dare to violate the authority of the stock god.

This is the first feeling in everyone's heart. If they were in Wang Qian's position now, they would be shot as flying ash in the next second.

But the Yin and Yang gate behind Wang Qian is extremely strong. The countless dead Qi condensed into a chain blocked all the fists of the Ding family. No matter how sharp the next fist of the Ding family was, the Yin and Yang gate among Wang Qian's twelve thunder Gates could be blocked.

Cao's father also looked at Ding's father. They both saw the dignified color from each other's eyes.

How old is Wang Qian? They have lived for more than 200 years this year. However, Wang Qian, who has been practicing for less than 30 years, has such skills. I have to say that both of them feel threatened.

"You can't keep it!" After this thought welled up in his mind, Cao's ancestors looked at the scattered practitioners behind Wang Qian.

"In that case, Wang Qian, don't blame me for being cruel and cruel!" Seeing that the attack on Wang Qian had no effect, Cao's ancestors immediately turned to the sanxiu.

Song Yi cast his eyes on Cao's ancestors. For a moment, he cried out: "run!"

His voice has changed tone.

Those casual practitioners felt he Qimin was sharp. They didn't need him to remind them to rush around.

"Do you think you can still run? Go and bury Wang Qian! " With a sneer, Cao's grandfather clapped his hands at the crowd.

When he slapped it out, it was the normal size of his arm. When he reached the front of the crowd, the slap was already blocking out the sky, just like a Mount Tai.