Too Early

Chi refining son is about to go to the battlefield in the south. The Taichu religion was crushed by the Tongtian view of the retreat. At this time, in the main camp, a gray-brown figure rushed to the sky and greeted the red. Refining.

"I am coming to avenge Yunhe Daoyou!"

The taupe figure is also a cultivator of immortality. There was a character in the hand, and the claws in the void were turned into a green dragon, and he was arrested by the red smelt.

"Give you to die!"

For the old man in the taupe gown, the red smelt did not face the tension and seriousness of the Yunheshan people.

In the life of the flying sword, the sword-like spirit is like Changhong, and the old man in the taupe gown is directly dressed in two paragraphs.

Then there was a sword carrying the will of the avenue, and the old man in the gray-brown robes changed his face, but he was worse than the Yunheshan people. He had no time to escape, and was directly suppressed into the depths of the earth and killed on the spot.

In one breath, the two immortal trees were repaired, and the momentum of the red refining son climbed to an unprecedented realm.

It seems to be a **** to stop the gods, the Buddha to stop the blasphemy of the Buddha, stepping on the flying sword standing on the void between the heavens and the earth, the blood is transpiration, bringing the infinite confidence of the early teaching people.

The situation on the battlefield began to tilt toward the early days of the early education.

The red refining people were in the void, but their eyes were condensed into the scattered squad of ten miles away - the strange black camp.

Hey, the life of the flying sword shot the glare of the comet, dragging a tail-like sword light, directly out of the air for more than ten miles, a few miles wide, blasting to the camp.

In the moment when the sword was about to hit the camp, there was a sudden change in the camp of the scattered squad.

A giant tree with a blazing sky appeared, straight into the sky, and a ring of circles like the sun's scented wheel radiated a hot and powerful force.

There are thirty-eight cents rounds!

A sky-covered fire crow rises up to the sky and greets the scorpion sword that the red scorpion has come over.

The huge fire crow flutters its wings, and the wings are like the undulating waves that roll toward the mighty sword.

Countless feathers are like countless small swords, constantly bombarding and smashing with the sky, and tens of thousands of hands in the blink of an eye.

Peng!

A crisp burst of sound, the red smelt of the stunned sword, after a few breaths finally vanished.

An old man with a sturdy face and a sturdy body, full of red hair, flew out from the scattered camp, and his face was full of sorrow and sorrow.

The fire crow that had just covered the sky was actually a flying sword with a flame, and it swallowed a wave of flames, and it was ups and downs in front of him.

"You kill me two friends, I want to marry you!" The red-haired old man's voice was fierce, and his eyes seemed to be eating red smelters.

"Away from the fire ancestors?" Seeing the red-haired old man in front of him, the red refining son suddenly felt an invisible pressure. I never thought that there was a separation from the fire ancestor in the alliance of Tongtianguan.

This person is famous for being a hundred years in the morning, and it has been said that he has been hunting the thunderbolt in the South China Sea for a living. One day, the boundless skyfire fell, and he realized the essence of this mighty skyfire, and thus entered the fairyland.

The South China Sea is a million miles away from Xianglong State. It is not a dream. This is the fire ancestor who will appear in Xianglong Country, and it will appear in the squad of Tongtianguan.

The red refining son is just an eight-wheeled immortality. It is just a deep foundation in the imperial battle. The fairy tree is more sturdy than the ordinary fairy tree.

Coupled with the help of the avenue rune and the powerful spirit of the same realm, his strength is sufficient to overcome the five or six realm challenges.

However, in the face of the thirty-eighth round of the fairy tree, his realm is reduced by 20 levels. If you take advantage of the Tissot magic weapon, the avenue rune and other cards, he can still resist one or two, but if you want to win, it is absolutely difficult.

At least at this moment, the ancestors of the fire, the spirit of the spirit is the peak state, he has no chance to win.

But even if he can't win, Chi refining knows that he can't retreat.

Take a step back, behind him is the disciples of the early teachings, from the fire ancestors hate and send, a sword goes on, I do not know how many early-teaching elite disciples will fall on the spot.

"Please enlighten me!" In the hands of the red refining son, the flying sword, the above-mentioned fascinating avenue unvoiced, greeted the fire ancestor in front of him.

There was a glimmer of light in the eyes of the ancestors of the fire. He thought that this red smelt would make the same move as the Yunheshan people, fleeing and fleeing. In his heart, he is ready to pursue.

Did not think, this red smelt actually wants to arm the car, fight with yourself!

"I am fulfilling you!" From the fire ancestor's hand, the fire crow flying sword, there suddenly appeared a strange skyfire around the scene, in the skyfire, as if there is a smashing pavilion looming.

Legend has it that the skyfire is a remnant breath of the great fire of the great day, and the great fire of the day is born from the altar of the Great Temple.

This is a scent of flying swords from the ancestors of the fire. There is a cloak similar to the temple of the Great Day. It can be seen that he has realized a very profound point for this Tianhuo Avenue.

It’s just that he’s comprehend, and there’s no such thing as a refining person who knows how to live with the avenue of the rune.

But this is so amazing, it is also very amazing.

The fire crow flying sword smashed out and became a huge fire crow in the void.

This time, on the back of the fire crow, even the shadow of the avenue palace was still stunned, and the flames of the two wings were rolling and wrapped around the red smelt.

Even the air seems to burn, and the sky is burnt red.

The red refining son was taken aback. The life sword was just sacrificed. The sword gas was directly burned by the fire. Only the glimpse of the avenue was true, the glass was crystal clear, and it was barely resisted, but it was also bombarded by the hall that appeared in the skyfire. Gradually disappear.

The red smelt quickly retreated, brushed and brushed out four swords.

town!

The four-way Jianshan carried the will of the "repression" and directly blew the past.

Picking up the eyebrows of the old ancestors, I also felt the powerful will of the four swords.

However, he did not panic, and the big sleeves swayed, and there were actually three fire ravens.

Together with a fire crow in front, it was actually four huge fire crows, and together they picked up the palace.

The palace has become more and more real.

Hey! There is a vague voice coming out.

boom!

The four-way fire crows of more than 30 rounds, compared with the swordsmanship of the red refining son who simply carries the charm of the pure Yang Xian Wang, is completely forced by the cultivation.

Just a face-to-face, the four swords that killed the Yunheshan people, suddenly burned by fire, only the eternal avenue of pure Yang Xianwang is still there.

The red refining son’s heart is terrifying. Is this the strength of the 38th round of Xianshu? There is no chance at all! Moreover, this is also a sacred sword from the ancestors of the fire. It is simply incredible.

"Red refining, your head is accepted!" From the fire ancestors, the four-handed flying sword was actually integrated in the void, as if it was an infinite fire cloud, and countless tiny flame arrows descended. .

The storm hits the red refining.

The heart of the red refining son was shocked. At his feet were the thousands of early teaching disciples. These flame arrows, each one is a strong sword, and if he escapes, the following early teaching disciples will suffer.

If you don't escape, hard to pick up these flame arrows, he will definitely hurt, or even die.

The heart will be horizontal, the red refining son will scream, and there will be a fairy tree in the green pavilion behind, and the light will shine.

It is about to remind the whole body of the spirit to harden the flame arrows in the sky. Suddenly, the space seems to solidify.

In the empty sky, the mixed Tissot, which is watching the battle, has an inexplicable and mighty atmosphere.

Everything turned into slow motion, as if it were the quicksand in the hourglass, and the flow rate slowed down.

Between heaven and earth, it seems that there is an inexplicable rhyme and rhythm of the Tao.

The mountains and rivers, the sun, the moon and the stars, seem to be undulating and resonating with this rhyme.

The light between heaven and earth becomes substantial, and you can see fluctuations like tides.

Above the tide of light, there is a huge lotus-like fruit.

This fruit, exuding the avenue of the avenue, the sound of the sound of the avenue, across the red refining and the boundless flame arrows.

Then, the strange fruit of the sky fell from the sky like a big star.

Every fruit sinks in the tide of light, dazzling, such as glaze, such as the peaks of the mountains, such as the world.

"This is... Daoguo!" As soon as she saw the strange fruit in front of him, she was relieved, and she secretly breathed a sigh of relief - the man finally shot.

......

"It seems that this battle is going to end like this." A charm is turned into a huge **** flower, and a distraction is swallowed. Luo Jinhua looks up at the sky, and looks good on her face.

She didn't know when it was fighting, and it was near the reserve team where Qin Haoxuan and others were located.

Although the reserve team did not fully participate in the battle for the time being, it was still mainly based on the cleaning of the battlefield. However, several of them were put into the gray robes of the fighting, but they made Luo Jinhua's eyes open, and they were all the cultivators of the immortality of more than forty leaves. By.

As long as there is a long-distance distraction close to, they are all hit by a blow.

Luo Jinhua is now just a 34-leaf leaf of Xian Miaojing~www.readwn.com~ This discovery made Luo Jinhua very shocked. He has been staying near Qin Haoxuan and others since then.

"This is the cultivation of the strong man of the Tao."

Looking up at the fruit on the sky, Qin Haoxuan has fascination in his eyes, envy and contemplation.

"The Taoist cultivators took the shot, and the passers-by of Tongtianguan seemed to be defeated."

As Qin Haoxuan expected, when the fruit on the sky appeared.

The vastness of the breath made the hearts and minds of the repairers collapse.

In the early days of the early education, even those who were strong in the realm of the situation were all shot. How can this fight continue? After all, there is no such thing as a master of the league.

The battle between the immortals, the gap between the realms, is like a heaven.

In the face of the Taoist realm, the immortal cultivator will not be an opponent at all. Just like a mouse trying to challenge an elephant, it is not at a hierarchical level.

In the sky, the ancestors of the fire were shrinking, and their faces finally changed. There was a big fear in the heart.

Road to the world! It turned out to be a Taoist cultivator, and the beginning of the early education was a **** one! In the fairyland of Xianying, there were not many teachers in the early days. This time, I risked being attacked by other sects and put the murderer out! In the face of the Tao... I have no chance to win!

In his panic, his eyes could not help but look down on the main account.

The black camp, mysterious and strange, is like a black hole, devour all the light...

At this time, all the fruit in the void was blooming, and a flower of different colors was blooming.

When the flower is open, there will be a strange rhyme, a solemn and solemn, and very mysterious.

Every time a flower appears, there is a magnificent color in the space.

At the end of the day, the blossoming flowers are all in full bloom.