Chapter 86 Brother Luo

However, he said that after the owner of Tianwei Mountain went back, he gave He Zhen a sentence, and 400 years became 150 years.

150 years? In a bolt from the blue, He Zhen stood still and stayed there for a long time with a sad smile.

"Tianwei Mountain Lord, you really have a good calculation. How can I really..."

shouted fiercely: "Enough, if you hadn't seen the face of 200,000 top-grade spiritual crystals, you would have died without a whole body." The god of Tianwei Mountain is as powerful as prison, which is horrible and has no previous pleasant color.

He Zhen lost his soul and lost his soul. In exchange for 150 years, I'm afraid that half of the true transmission will cross the disaster in 150 years. Without thunderstorm training, the potential cannot rise, the magic power cannot be refined, and the future is uncertain. 200,000 top-grade Lingjing failed to get Jinyang out of the platform, and in the end, he was afraid that his bones would be gone.

"Let's go." The owner of Tianwei Mountain fell faintly, waved his sleeves, and He Zhen had already stood outside Tianwei Mountain. A big snake bowed and bounced up, and the white crane screamed. After struggling, pieces of white feathers fell. He Zhen's dull color changed, and his face was ferocious. He looked at Tianwei Mountain fiercely, and his heart was resentful. He couldn't wait for thunder and earth to flatten Tianwei Mountain.

"God..." He Zhen suddenly stopped. If he cursed, I'm afraid he would die the next second. He waved his big sleeves and turned around and shouted, "Jinyang, I want you to die without a whole body." The roar spread all over the four fields. The Lord of the Mountain of Tianwei Hall opened his eyes slightly and his eyes were indifferent. Even if there were thousands of battles, it had nothing to do with him.

But he said that He Zhen left and did not return to Daheng Mountain, but flew to the unknown.

Jinyang fell on the platform of the robbery, sitting on the boulder, holding his chin in his hand, and looking at the people crossing the sky meditating. It has been echoing in my mind for 150 years, casting a pure Yang Taoist body. A moment later, the people floating on the platform flew away, full of joy.

If you want to cast a pure Yang Taoist body, I'm afraid only the fairy shell can achieve it. Jinyang Yuyu, 150 years, has achieved the most fairy meat shell. This is still a miracle. The immortal who has achieved immortals has not practiced for more than a thousand years. I only have one time for others.

In Jinyang, there was a shout of meditation: "Jinyang, go back to the ice cloud peak of thousands of souls." Suddenly, he interrupted Jin Yang's thoughts and stood up in an instant: "Xiaodie, what's the matter?" A figure soared in the sky, and Jin Yang's voice was already standing in front of him.

The little butterfly was out of breath and eagerly pulled up Jinyang and left, regardless of the rules of robbing the platform.

"What happened?" Jinyang was galloped by Xiaodie with the royal treasure. Uncle Luo's hometown came to Bingyunfeng again. Jin Yang's heart sank. Those who come are not good, and those who are good do not come. Fang Zixuan is not here, and he has not come out of the temple for more than ten years.

"What about him?" Jin Yang asked in a low voice. The little butterfly's magic roared, the royal treasure flew to the extreme, and a treasure light in the sky gate crossed the sky.

"He wants to marry Qingshui." Xiaodie gritted his teeth and was furious.

"Why do you want to marry? It's so difficult to leave it in the door?" Jin Yang is puzzled. Xiaodie stagnated and replied angrily, "Although Miss is a fairy and a strong man, she doesn't have many friends in the door. The only good friend, Uncle Mo, was closed under the supervision of the owner of the casting hall. Brother Luo's hands and eyes are open, and no one can stop him for a while.

"That..." Jin Yang hesitated for a moment and closed his mouth again. No matter what happened, he was afraid that he would be looked down by him. Most importantly, he was afraid that he would have his own good fruits to eat when he was angry.

"What?" Xiaodi turned around and thought that Jin Yang had a way. Jinyang gritted his teeth and shook his head. There was nothing he could do. Xiaodie didn't say anything and left with Jinyang. Jinyang stared at her and didn't know what medicine was sold in her gourd.

The two rushed and landed on Qianhun Bingyun Peak an hour and a half later. A hundred feet away from the hall, I heard a loud shout. Jinyang walked quickly, and the eight disciples in the hall lay horizontally. The tables and chairs turned into fragments, and the fallen fairy weapons and long swords were all over the ground. Fang Zixuan's youngest disciples are just mortals, lying on the ground intermittently. Jinyang recognized her and followed Fang Zixuan, the little girl who pointed to herself in front of the law enforcement hall, but now she is Tingting Yuli, named Wuyi.

"What do you want, Uncle Luo?" Xiaodie rushed into the hall and burst into helplessness. A spirit passed by and kept her heart. Uncle Luo ignored Xiaodie, but stared at Jin Yang. Jin Yang noticed that the people standing in the hall hated him in his eyes and wanted to devour him alive. I can't help recalling when I had offended this person.

Uncle Luo laughed and calmed down in an instant. He looked coldly at Jinyang standing in the hall. The eight disciples also stared at Jinyang. First, they saw Jinyang standing in front of the hall with joy, and then saw that his sword was nowhere to be found. He couldn't help but be extremely disappointed. Today, he was in trouble.

"How can the elder guard the mountain gate allow you to be so presumptuous?" Jin Yang shouted and clenched his hands.

Master Luo stood up on the throne of the temple and walked slowly to Jinyang: "How can the elders in the Shanhe Hall care about a small earth fairy, an ordinary disciple who is not even a true biography? Besides, Luo You is not an incompetent person. How can it ruin the future of Qingshui? If it hadn't been for going to the sky some time ago, Qingshui would have been my pillow.

Xiaodie stepped forward with no clothes in her arms and was not afraid of Luo You's power: "Don't think that you are a fairy and do whatever you want. Think of the peak masters of my thousand souls Bingyun Peak. All of them are cultivated. If you do what you do, be careful that day. Miss won't let you go either."

Luo You laughed and waved his sleeves. The little butterfly flew out, hit the wall of the hall, and soaked out some blood. Jin Yang was silent, and Xiaodie thought that it was impossible for Luo You to make concession by lifting out the previous Fengzhu.

The person standing next to him without saying a word suddenly said, "Master, kill this boy directly, so as not to be irritable." The man couldn't wait to burst out and slapped Jin Yang to death.

Luo You turned around, looked at the person standing beside him, and sneered: "He Zhen, go up and kill him yourself, and promise that no one will stop him." Jin Yang looked at He Zhen and thought that this man was the one who moved the owner of Tianwei Mountain to force him. Unexpectedly, Luo You, an old enemy, was found in less than three days.

"Do you want to kill me?" Jin Yang smiled and said, "You are trying to kill me, but now you stand in front of you and don't take action. Why is that?" Jin Yang's face was calm, as if life and death had nothing to do with him, and the wind was clear and cloudy.

He Zhen was silent and didn't say a word. His palm was huge and mana surged. The strong wind roared in the hall, and Jin Yang's heart was tight. Is He Zhen really desperate to die with himself?

"He Zhen, the people in the law enforcement hall monitor everything in Tianmen. Even if you take action, it will be your death in a quarter of an hour." Xiaodie knew the punishment in the door clearly, and a loud shout made He Zhen extinguish the idea of killing.

"If he doesn't die today, tomorrow will see how you explain to Sanqian Zhen. Both of them are dead ends." Luo You said slowly, He Zhen was sweating and struggling in his heart.

"If he doesn't die, you will die." Luo You said faintly, with a deterrent power. Jinyang was shocked, and the universe mirror suddenly flew out, and the chaotic fairy light covered his whole body.

With a loud noise, He Zhen of the Six Disasters Fairy broke out, the wind knife turned around, and the storm rolled up in an instant and roared. The disciples in the hall were defenseless, screamed, and their bones and flesh were separated. The little butterfly's cultivation was extremely high. Although she was shocked by Luo You, she could still protect herself and have no clothes in her arms.

The golden mana in the center of the blade surged wildly, the universe mirror fairy light to the extreme, and the chaotic fairy light resisted the knife wind. In one breath, Jinyang's ten-thousand-year mana consumes more than one layer, and as long as ten breaths, Jinyang will die in He Zhen's hands. Even if there are fairy treasures, it won't help. The gap in the realm of mana is so great that it is unimaginable.

After three breaths, Jinyang's eyes burst, and the universe mirror turned nine times, almost bursting up the hall. With a roar, the shadow stood up. Luo You's eyes shrank and his eyes were shining. His eyes tried his best to look through the universe mirror to the extreme, and he could only see a virtual shadow. Suddenly, my heart beat violently and seemed to encounter great terror.

The virtual shadow flashes and beats hard, as if to rush out of the mirror of the universe. Endless time and space barrier, everything is in vain. There was lightning and thunder in the virtual shadow's eyes, and Luo You's eyes hurt. He quickly turned around, and his heart was extremely afraid, as if he were in a dead state.

With a wave of his big hand, He Zhen's body, which resisted the suction of the Qiankun mirror, was shocked. His eyes looked at Luo You incredibly and disappeared in the Qiankun mirror full of despair. Jinyang's consciousness moved, and He Zhen, who fell into the Qiankun mirror, disappeared into the space torrent.

The wind knife was extinguished, and Luo You suddenly disappeared into the hall.

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