Chapter 125 Untitled

The two stood on the vast nine-day wind, and a large area of clouds turned into giant beasts, each of which was like a continent and did not fight with each other. They wandered in the wind and swallowed the vitality of the wind.

"Go down!" The suzerain incarnates to open his mouth.

Jin Yang stood up with the patriarch's sword on his back and said, "Send me back to Chu!"

A black hair waterfall sprinkled, and the treasured body shone on one side, and the cultivation of soaring to the ninth level of the immortal had no intention of stagnation. A force constantly impacted the locked pass, shaking the golden black blood all over his body, the thunder in his body, the rumble sounded continuously, and the fairy spirit in a place was enviable. No.

The patriarch's eyes began to fall on Jinyang and have been paying attention to Jinyang. Now he incarnates Jinyang to bring him out of the unknown space. The dark air is as warm as jade in the hands of the suzerain, like the most nourishing force for life, slowly winding around Jinyang's body.

Looking around, Jin Yang knew that this trace of crystal clear underworld was stronger than King Kong, and the power of cutting could tear open the space barrier.

Jinyang, who was thrown down by the patriarch's incarnation, was on fire all over his body. The patriarch creaked, and the strong wind hit Jinyang's body, and his bones were broken. The wandering cloud beast was shocked and dodged far away.

"Hmm!"

Jin Yang hummed a few times, and the wind coming from everywhere was like a razor, and the protection of the underworld was also unbearable. Jinyang fell at the speed of meteors, and the flames were thousands of feet, and the nine-day wind could not extinguish it.

The quality of the world is far beyond that of the stars. There are hundreds of stars surrounded by thousands of stars, each of which is the source of life. Their combined mass is not as grand as that of the world, and the nine-day wind layer seems to have no end.

Jinyang plunged into the gas of the world, and there was no trace of the flame in the world, like a mayfly, jumping in the water.

"Is it close?" Jinyang's consciousness moved, with the blessing of the power of the suzerain's incarnation. He fell very fast. If ordinary people did not have ten days this month, they would not want to enter the world, while Jinyang took less than half a day.

Looking from a very high altitude, Chudi is like a highland rising high on the earth. The surrounding mountains surround him, and there are several big rivers in Chudi, which are bottomless, interspersed in the Chuland, moistening the life in it.

"What is that?" Over the hinterland and collapsed mausoleum of Chen Guo, Jinyang fell down like a meteor, and the immortals below looked up in surprise.

The fairy on the cloud looked up at the streamer flame brought by Jinyang, and his eyes suddenly warmed up.

"I'm afraid the stars have fallen into the world." A man roared excitedly, and in a blink of an eye, he looked bitter again. With so many people present, I'm afraid it's a dream to get the star iron. When each star falls, the star iron is extremely strong and is a good material for casting fairy tools and fairy treasures.

"No! Like a person!" A highly cultivated earth fairy said that Jinyang, who was constantly enlarging in his eyes, and Jinyang, who was deformed by the wind, made him stunned.

Looking at the continuous square and clear land, Jin Yang was also very excited. He fell to the low place of the world, and the power of collision was not so great.

Just when Jin Yang was happy, a faint strange breath flowed from his crystal body, and the power of crossing the disaster suddenly began to operate. Eight4,000 innate charms sounded, and the crystal light rushed out of Jinyang's body, and even the bright fairy spirit was covered up.

"It turned out to be a person!"

The sound of exclamation sounded one after another, and Jinyang, who wiped up the fire, fell sharply, and the sound of thunderstorms sounded. The monk who was excited and trembled and wanted to grab it was disappointed, and his eyes stared at Jinyang who fell from him.

"What's going on?" Jinyang was inexplicably, and a glance happened to see the gaffe of those immortals.

The fallen Jinyang's eyes swept through the air, rushed out of the clouds of many monks, and looked at the collapsed mausoleum that was about to hit. The ruins were broken, as if he had been bombarded down in one direction by a large weapon. Jinyang, who was as careful as his body was tense. In an instant, he saw another part of the collapse being moved, as if later.

Jinyang, who fell to the ground, had several painful bones all over his body, and a big mouthful of blood spewed out. The collapsed mausoleum was smashed into a big pit, and the smoke and dust rising from the sky dispersed.

Jinyang, lying on a boulder, staring at the sky, slowly dispersing smoke and black clouds, flying sand and stones, many monks in the sky have run without a trace and dare not stay in the range of dark clouds for a moment.

With a soaring sound, Jin Yang flew away, twisted his body and clicked, clenched his fists, looked up at the clouds in the sky, and tilted his head and thought for a while.

The rock that Jinyang glanced at in the sky was obviously a big hole. He sighed in his heart, and his body went up, and did not go down to take out his universe mirror. There are many immortals on the head of the clouds. Thinking with their toes, they all know that the people who move the mausoleum are definitely strong at the level of immortals.

Jinyang, who is pressed by the black cloud, is not strange at all, and even faintly excited. There are three heavenly disasters in the ninth stage of ordinary immortals, and Jinyang is full of ambition to achieve immortals. Across the sky and underground, sneering all obstacles.

The strong body suddenly abound. Jinyang, who was extremely happy, exhaled rudeness in his mouth. The divine light flashed and looked up at the black clouds around ten miles. The sky wind roared, making the mausoleum shaken. The muscles of Jinyang standing in it bulged, burst out bursting out bursts of fairy light and scattered fairy gas into a big dragon, all around. Surround and roar.

"Come on!" Jinyang's magnificent breath, war blood bulge, Jinwu's Dharma phase is condensed behind him, and the pure breath of the sun permeates around Jinyang.

The monks in the distance withdrew ten miles away early. Many of the hundreds of people were in the realm of immortals. They were knowledgeable and secretly marveled in their hearts.

"Brother, this man has such a high cultivation in the realm of immortals! The depth of the background is not to be underestimated!" A man's face was heavy and looked at the brother beside him. Both of them were monks of a famous school, and the power contained in his body was not to be despised.

The clothes are floating, and the tough and short beard shows the bright wisdom of the senior brother. He nodded and said, "There are thousands of rays of glow in his body, and the potential is infinite. Looking at the deep fluctuation of its mana, he must be a disciple from a high school."

The surrounding monks listened and nodded to the comments of the two immortal disciples.

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