Chapter 101 Hand-on

"Where to go! Have you asked me, Wang Yun!?

Nalan Zhouyi was stunned and so arrogant words that he didn't expect that there were still people who didn't open their eyes. Wang Yun, Butianzong, and Butianzong. Last time, Wang Fan of Butianzong got half of the way to mend the sky after Nalan Zhouyi's destruction, but that was Wang Fan in the early stage of Jindan, and this Wang Yun was in the later period of Jindan. It's killing, maybe you can really get a complete way to mend the sky!

Thinking of this, Nalan Zhouyi grinned and his eyes became hot.

Is that right? Wang Yun! I'm leaving, and I still want to ask you, Wang Yun? What are you!"

Nalan Zhouyi is now ferocious. As the saying goes, people respect a foot, and I respect a foot, but some people don't open their eyes. There is only bloody suppression and killing!

The scene was pulled up for a moment, and Nalan Zhouyi had no expression, but Wang Yun looked contemptuously at Wujitian, Lingshan, and Jiutian Fanchen Religion. However, Wuxin, Baoding, and Lingwu all smiled contemptuously, quarreled with words, the future of the big sect, the courage of the husband, and then retreated in an instant. Obviously, obviously The five factions are also restless.

"Okay, you Wujitian, Lingshan, and Jiutian Fanchen Religion. Since you are happy to launch, I will not be reluctant to make up Tianzong," Wang Yun turned his head. "I don't know where Ye Yunzong is the war?"

Nalan Zhouyi can't help looking at it. Ye Yunzong Ye Tian is also a hidden winner. The most important thing is to be patient. Since he knew that Nalan Zhouyi is the inheritor of the Star Hall, he just watched coldly and didn't say a word.

Suddenly, everyone's eyes focused on Ye Yunzong, Ye Tian's body, and Ye Tian smiled brightly.

"Wang Yun's Taoist friend, I, Ye Yunzong, am weak, and this Mr. Zhou Yi, who is not afraid of power and dares to kill the enemy of Qingfeng Shengxian Palace, Kong Liuyan, such a brave figure, how can not make a friend? I don't know if Zhou Yi Daoyou can be honored?" Ye Tian held a boxing fist at Nalan and Zhou Yi.

Nalan Zhouyi narrowed slightly. It seemed that there was a meaning of sitting on the mountain and watching the tiger fight. He unconsciously looked at Wang Yun. It seemed that this bird had to be taken down and killed!

"Okay, haha, that's what I said, this boy is the one who made up Tianzong! Hey hey, the treasure in Biyun Tianfu is only our Butian Sect. You four factions just watch it!"

Wang Yun smiled ferociously and forced forward!

"Ha, you're wrong. Let's be the Star Hall now!"

"No thoughts, no life - the shadow is ever-changing!"

"The breeze helps the sword - the sword says there is no shadow!"

Nalan Zhouyi is not soft, and it's a killing move! Hundreds of shadows and invisible shadows suddenly disappeared, and suddenly appeared. The breath of invisible swords permeated around and shot at Wang Yun!

"Ky, it's not bad. There are two tricks, the way to mend the sky - the art of pulling mountains!"

Wang Yun's eyes tightened, but he was not afraid. The skill of pulling out the mountain of the way to mend the sky came out. He saw the soul of the mountain under his feet as if he had woken up, and a vast breath grew crazy. However, the sword spirit recorded by Nalan Zhou Yi Qingfeng's sword was instantly approaching, poofing~~~~~~~~ An invisible sword spirit hot pot king Yun's clothes, another invisible sword pierced Wang Yun's eyes.

"The way to mend the sky - the soul of Busan!"

Wang Yun's eyes were cold, and the real energy in his hand was pierced, boom! ~~ With the skill of pulling mountains and the soul of Busan, Wang Yun suddenly had a real mountain in front of him, and all laws were invulnerable!

Nalan Zhouyi was slightly stunned. Sure enough, none of the characters in the immortal sect are easy to deal with, not to mention that there is a whole level difference, and the other party must also have secrets. It's okay to be evenly matched. It's almost impossible to kill!

However, it seems that the mindless sutra and Qingfeng Fujianlu can't deal with Wang Yun. Nalan Zhou Yixin was ruthlessly, and a hundred shadow splits were compressed in an instant. The ninth layer of Qingfeng Fujianlu's shadowless sword was also practiced to the extreme. With a loud noise, it hit the mountain of the art of pulling mountains and the soul of Busan. After a roar, Nalan Zhou Yi and Wang Yun looked at each other with a little embarrassment.

"Okay, very good, really awesome. It can be comparable to me in the later stage of the foundation period, but you still can't run away from my palm!"

"Meditate on prosperity!"

Nalan Zhouyi is too lazy to talk to this kind of life-and-death enemy. What's the use of talking so much nonsense? Nalan Zhouyi closed his eyes, took a deep breath, suddenly opened his eyes, meditated on prosperity, and bloomed with a thought!

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"Unintentional Taoist friend, can you see what fairy art Zhou Yi is using? Which sect are you a disciple of? Baoding looked at the two people at the war, and his eyes flashed.

"I don't know what tricks can transform into invisible and silent phantoms, as well as Qingfeng Fujian Record, which seems to be a lost immortal cultivation skill, and this trick of meditation on prosperity, but I haven't heard of it?! Where is the diamond dance fairy?"

Intentionally, he also looked at Nalan Zhouyi with twinkling eyes, a disciple of the foundation-building period, a fairy-cultivator in the later period of Jindan, and a retrograde fight against immortals, and his future is unlimited!

"Hee, the little sister is ignorant and doesn't know where Zhou Yi's fairy art comes from, but she is a little familiar with this hundred illusions. I still remember that I saw a strange scripture taught by Jiutian Fanchen. It seems that there is a skill that I don't know the name, but there is a monk who can illusion a thousand shadows, all The ministry is the same. It can't be defended. It is a surprise for the immortal world, but unfortunately it is unknown in the end! This skill is also lost, just like the illusion used by Zhou Yi!"

The ancient skills, unintentional and Baoding, but until, the strange scriptures of the Nine Heavenly Fanchen Religion are a recorder of authentic strange arts. Since ancient times, every skill has a strange and unpredictable power and has the effect against heaven!

"The Lingwu Fairy will definitely visit you in the future. I wonder if you can see the strange scriptures at a glance?"

Intentionally, his eyes were hot and he said, and Baoding also looked at Lingwu strangely.

"Ha ha, why not. The strange sutra is not a secret art. Of course, you two can watch it!" Ling Wu smiled, which is not inferior to Ling Yue!

"It's so annoying! ...Look, that Zhou Yi is going to make a unique move!"

"Meditate on prosperity!"

Nalan Zhouyi meditated on prosperity, and his heart was quiet, silent and waveless. He was as good as water, and his mind was empty. Suddenly, his mind unconsciously transformed into flowers blooming on the other side!

Suddenly, Zhou Yi suddenly looked up, and his eyes were quiet and realized that this was a series of moves, secrets, meditation on prosperity, flowers blooming on the other side, heaven and earth are sad, and the trinity is one of the secrets!

"Flowers bloom on the other side!"

The rivers and mountains in the void appear, shadows, on one shore, flying sand and gravel, depression, the other side is full of flowers, thousands of flowers competing for beauty, everywhere, like fairy flowers and grasses, like fairyland on earth, even the day sun soaring, nothing more than that, Nalan Zhouyi himself is a little addicted, and Wang Yun is even more Unexpectedly, he was addicted to it, and suddenly Wang Yun frowned slightly.

"Heaven and earth are sad!"

Although with the cultivation of Nalan Zhouyi in the later stage of building the foundation, he could not use the key point of this secret technique and could not completely lose it completely. However, seeing that Wang Yun had a tendency to recover, Nalan Zhouyi gritted his teeth and tilted with all his strength. Heaven and earth suddenly disappeared with the same sadness, and all the illusions suddenly disappeared.

Wang Yun frowned and suddenly relaxed, and there was only one picture in front of him. In front of a rich family, a little fat man walked out carefree. As soon as he walked out of the door, a brilliant flame hit behind him. The little fat man was shocked and saw that his house was surrounded by a raging fire.

The little fat man stared at this raging fire, and suddenly a figure rushed out, shouting ferociously, screaming, poofing, falling to the ground, silent.

The little fat man's tears slowly flowed down, and suddenly a figure fell from the sky. Looking at the raging fire in front of him, he was surprised.

"What a bold demon, you run fast this time. Next time, let the Taoist master see you and protect you!" As soon as the man turned his head and was about to go away, he suddenly saw the little fat man who was crying silently.

"Haha, it's not completely without gain this time. What a talented boy, he is actually a fire root, and he is still so pure. He will definitely be the hegemon in the future. Haha, let's go!"

The little fat man was grabbed by a monk and soared into the air, and the little fat man looked at the figure that fell to the ground farther and farther away and blurred.

"Why?!"