Tripod Reverses the Heaven

"Ancient style..."

In an instant, the Wuji venerable stared out angrily, because he thought of his disciple Brandon.

He looked at Zixu and roared, "Zixu, did the ancient wind suppress the two girls that day?"

"Yes, it's him!"

Zixu's eyes straightened and looked at the ancient wind that had changed color on the spot.

Zixu looked at Ziyang, and its meaning was self-evident.

On the spot, Ziyang burst into drinking: "boy, are you an ancient wind in the lower world? Has my soul been suppressed by you? "

Boom!

The cloud of robbery rolled and saw that the great disaster of Taoist instruments was about to fall, and the face of the ancient wind changed again.

"No, we can't suppress them anymore, or they will die in the big tripod!"

At this time, the ancient custom, regardless of identity, roared and began to release the suppressed three women on the spot.

Purple ling'er rushed up, with purple light all over and cold face.

After getting free, he killed the ancient style without saying a word.

"Stop it!" The ancient wind roared, pressed purple ling'er three or five times, and then threw it at Ziyang.

"Gu Feng, you damn bastard, don't you let us out?"

"I'm sorry for you. I'll set you free today!"

Gu Feng ignored ziling'er, and he released brandy again.

In contrast, Brandon was much calmer, looked up at nine days, and fled the scene without saying a word.

"My good disciple, old man, I've finally waited for you!" The Wuji venerable was so excited that he thought his precious disciple had died. How could he expect to wait for the return of his precious disciple on such an occasion.

"Lan Lan, master, I'm sorry for you. Your sister is missing..."

The Wuji venerable is full of tears. He has only received three disciples in total, one is Ye Qianfan, and the rest are the brandland sisters.

"Sister, she's fine..."

While talking, the ancient wind released the white locust again.

On the spot, it caused bursts of exclamation again.

Gollum!

Wang Xiaotian couldn't help swallowing, and his eyes straightened.

Zifu Shuangjiao and Yunxian Palace's sister flowers have been accepted by their new boss?

be really something!

Whether it's the Zifu double pride or the pair of sisters in Yunxian palace, it makes people salivate. Unexpectedly, among the four people, they were directly suppressed by the ancient wind. Three people don't say that the ancient wind has the cheek to compete for the last zixiahan. Does it make people live? Does it come true that one person monopolizes four flowers?

"Shameless, worthy of being a model of our generation!"

He pangzi was completely convinced of the ancient style from the inside out.

Similarly, Bai menghuai was mad. As soon as he was released, he punched and kicked the ancient style.

Unfortunately, she was thrown out by the ancient wind.

Bai menghuai's spiritual cultivation is empty. Even if the ancient wind stands still in the distance, she can't hurt a hair of the ancient wind.

"Senior Zifu, Wuji venerable, suppressed them. It's not my wish. I'll exchange them to you today. I hope you can understand my good intentions!"

While talking, Gu Feng's face changed. It was no longer Yan Feng's appearance. At this moment, he restored his original appearance.

From now on, he doesn't need to disguise Yan Feng anymore. Everything is unnecessary.

He is him, he is the king of the blue sky, the ancient wind, the Lord of the lower world, and the noble demon star. Do whatever you like.

If there is a stalemate, his life will be hard to protect, but the eight famine can't stop. Maybe it will become the second Kyushu.

"It turns out that you are an ancient custom in the lower world. No wonder you can kill in the air. In such a short time, you are qualified to stand side by side with us."

Ye Qianfan was so angry that his teeth itched. He never thought that ancient customs were the people of the lower world.

"Idiot, you're wrong. I didn't stand by your side, but dumped you from a distance!"

Gu Feng's mouth is full of disdain. He is telling the truth. From this moment on, he will be the first genius of the eighth famine, and no one can catch up with him.

From now on, the former peer enemies can only look up to themselves.

Boom! Boom!

Five thunders fell and went straight to the five color tripod. The disaster that belongs to Dao Qi has come completely.

Under the continuous bombardment, the big tripod broke on the spot, and immediately changed the face of the ancient wind.

This is the life magic weapon and the tool for the monk to become a Tao. If it is destroyed, the monk must die with it.

The ancient custom sat on the spot, turned into ten, and recited various scriptures.

I saw that the fragments of the tripod were heavy and floating, and even began to reorganize.

The Scriptures read by the ten incarnations turned into strange lines and were engraved on the tripod. That is the ancient wind's understanding of the Tao, his Tao, his faith

The sky thunders constantly. Each time it falls, it can break the tripod, but after each lightning stroke, it will engrave strange lines on the tripod.

That's the Tao principle of heaven and earth. With these Tao principles, Tao devices can really be called "Tao devices".

This is the symbol of breaking and then standing. Only by breaking the original shackles can we get a new life.

The tripod was completely broken, and a cluster of sky fire came out.

In the endless sky thunder, the fire calcined the fragments of the tripod that day. Finally, under the combination of those strange lines, a brand-new five-color tripod was formed.

At the same time, the robbery clouds in the sky disappeared, and this heavy thunder robbery was completely over.

Hoo!

The ancient wind breathed a long breath. This heavy disaster was really too dangerous. Fortunately, it finally survived.

In order to deal with this heavy disaster, he consumed two divine medicines, which can be said to be expensive.

On the other side, ye Qianfan's thunder robbery was over, and he laughed wildly.

If you can survive such a ferocious disaster, you can really laugh three times and have arrogant capital.

But unfortunately, from beginning to end, ye Qianfan relied on the armor to support, which was not his own real ability.

Suddenly, there was a roar: "the demon star is dead!"

Looking back, Xing Qiuyun started. He jumped directly onto the battle platform and clamped the ancient wind's neck, trying to erase the ancient wind on the spot.

"For my God Lotus!"

Joo!

At this time, the small fire moved, he turned into a flamingo, and the rolling of his wings was an infinite fire of terror.

"It's really you, you evil animal, that Flamingo of that day."

The small fire also showed its original shape, which aroused Xing Qiuyun's anger on the spot. He slapped a bus with his back hand and tried to kill the small fire.

This blow was easily avoided by the small fire who was already good at flying. He wanted to kill again, but he heard the old wind drink: "the fire is back. The old thief dares to intervene in my God King's robbery. He's dead!"