Without the guardian body of the emperor, the Qinglong Yueyue knife broke the dark black suit on Qin's body, tearing a huge mouth from the chest, but still unable to directly cut off the zombie body of the zombie in front of him directly.

The huge success made him with a strong joy in his eyes, the concentration of his own will, and a little excluding a little red interference.

You are very strong, but you shouldn't have a harder life than the zombies.

"You lose."

Qin's corpse announced like a winner. The sharp claws in his hands grabbed Lin Mosheng's skull.

Suddenly, a pure golden body poured out of Lin Masheng's back and turned into a towering Ming king statue. The Ming king five, twelve arms, a round of six rounds of six -way wheels, danced in the twelve arms.

, Turn into a sharp claw, firmly hug Qin's arm, so as not to let him move.

Lin Mosheng left the corner of his mouth at hand, showing a big white teeth, "What do you say, I just didn't hear it clearly."

Qin's corpse's eyes are mad, despair, grief, and even embarrassing expression, which truly interprets the red dust.

What monster is in front of yourself!

With a zombie body, he resisted him with a knife, just to change his life with wounds.

But in front of you ...

I seem to be outrageous.

How many lives have this monster in front of me?

Qin's corpse saw Lin Mosheng's relaxed smile. Suddenly, he realized that even the Ming King Jin body in front of him was by no means the last defense method of the other party.

He couldn't help but asked dumbly, "How many lives do you have?"

"Guess."

The smile in Lin Mosheng's eyes turned into cold, and the Guan Dao continued to cut off. What is even more scary is that Guan Dao turned into a touch of dark red, and he was using [Swords to raise] to suck the power of life and death in Qin's body.

This power may be harmful to the monk, because the chaos of life and death is unclear, it will directly pollute the power of itself.

But the knife itself is a dead thing, so naturally not afraid of life and death chaos.

The Qin corpse in front of him wanted to wound him first, and then draw power from the wound.

Sorry, I think so too.

Is there a complete hexagonal warrior, do you have the wrong ability to imitate the zombies?

Isn't it just immortal characteristics and blood -sucking, who can't.

Feeling that his strength was drawn by the long knife in Lin Mosheng's hands, Qin's corpse could not be so much, and the restraint of the emperor's spirit was completely released.

This is the same for yourself, but at least it can restrain Lin Mosheng.

A supreme bright yellow atmosphere flew out of Qin's body and turned into a ray of karma in the air. Under the bright yellow brilliance, the method of all ways faded away.

However, I haven't waited for this bright yellow glory to shine on Lin Mosheng's body, Lin Mosheng's back, on the pair of Ming King totem, a black real dragon flew out.

Lin Xuanji revealed the sharp claws, turned into a shadow, and firmly grasped the bright yellow emperor's air.

He was originally a real dragon that borrowed humanitarian gas in the jade seal of Chuan Guo and the Geeton Dragon.

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"No!"

Qin's corpse sorrows painfully, he feels that Lin Mosheng is his own nemesis.

No, he still has the last way. He swept away the darkness in the gossip martyrdom below. This is not the back hand he left, but the rear hand left by the Qing court.

What do you do, so if you have to do it as a last resort, you will not use it.

And now, it's a last resort.

Qin's corpse suddenly read a spell with a shaman, and the darkness below quickly expanded, and all the lights were shrouded in instantly.

Hearing, vision, smell, touch, taste, five senses disappear.

Following the consciousness of itself, it also became blurred in the absolute darkness, and could not tell if you really existed, as if the next moment, it would disappear in the vast darkness.

The fourth of Feng Lao was preparing the method of Thunder, and was shrouded in the absolute darkness. He could not resist with his way. Even in this absolute darkness, he even lost his sense of time.

Although it has only passed for a moment, for him, it is as long as a long time.

What to do?

The look of the fourth Feng Lao was condensed, and I just wanted to detonate the power of Taishan Mansion, which had hardly gathered, but what made him fear was that in this environment that completely lost five senses

I can't feel the power.

Suddenly, a slightly happy voice passed to his ear.

"Master, it's a coincidence, I didn't expect to meet you again in this way."

This sound is like a mountain spring water, with the vitality of the teenager. With the sound of the sound, a soft light appeared in front of the four old old. In the light, a young Taoist wearing robe appeared.

He has a beautiful eyebrow, with a dimple with a laughed cheeks on both sides, a wooden bump with a wooden bump on his head, wearing a black and white robe.

In the back of the head, there is a round of clear clear halo, countless information in the halo, the light and shadow gathers, turning into the appearance of fruit, in the same time.

The fourth of Fengshan has been cultivated by Maoshan Road and reads various scriptures. He naturally knows what the vision represents in front of him.

But I only thought that I was an illusion of the enemy, because the owner of this vision must never call himself ‘Master’.

Paraflael, Dao Guo.

Fairy Buddha said, Tianzun.

The young Taoist also seemed to see what Feng Laosi was thinking, and said with a smile, "Master, this is not an enemy's illusion. Now the people who can trap me with illusions are only ten people within the heavens. You can understand

For a dream, belong to the dream of your family and apprentice. "

I do n’t know how to answer when Feng Lao Siyi, is there any difference between dreams and illusions?

He can't tell if this is an enemy for the time being. In order to figure out more, he pretended to be believed and asked, "You just called me Master, but I remember that I did not accept you as an apprentice. I only had one one.

Apprentice ... "

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The fourth of Feng's fourth was not finished, and the young Taoist in front of him interrupted and said, "Little master, my brother, my brother and I know, Master, your ability to practice the Tao has always been mediocre, but the apprentice's ability."

The fourth fourth of Feng was crying and laughing. He really didn't know whether the other party was appreciating him or scolding him.

"The teacher of the world, I dare not be, right, I haven't asked the surname ..."

The fourth fourth of Fengfeng hasn't finished saying.

The young Taoist waved his hand again and again, "If you use the name of the name of the surname to ask me, the master knows it, and you will hang me on the tree."

He didn't sell Guanzi, and continued, "I used to dream of dreaming, so you took a Tao number to me, called Dream, of course, those friends outside now call me a big dream."

Dreaming Tianzun, the four secrets of the wind and the secret, although he did hear the name for the first time, he always felt a bit inexplicable.

By the time the two spoke, around the white light surrounding the Dream Tianzun, it turned into a small town of the Republic of China.

Big word.

On the bustling bazaar, the hawkers on both sides came like they came over, and suddenly shouted to the fourth of the old man, "Uncle Nine, should fresh fish come?"

"Uncle Jiu, this is the lotus seeds that we only collected in our family, give you a pack, thank you for giving my son to drive evil."

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These hawkers are very familiar with the fourth of Feng Lao. The most important thing is that the familiarity of the fourth of the wind also increases.

Da Mengtian Zun took the bag of lotus seeds and picked a chewing in his mouth. The look in his eyes was full of nostalgia, "But for decades, but for me, it was so far away."

"Decades?"

Until now, the fourth of Feng Lao has slightly believed in the person in front of him. If this is all fake, then it has begun to twist his will.

Da Meng Tianzun laughed, "Master, Mao Shan won't you even tell you if you repair the third generation?"

Feng Lao Four nodded gently. Although this incident is not a best secret, it is rarely known that the other party can clearly say that he has cultivated the third generation, maybe he is really his own apprentice.

"Are you an apprentice I have received before?"

Da Mengtian Zun Ji showed two pits of Qiu Sheng and Wencai.

When I saw Qiu Sheng and Wencai, the four of the wind almost substituted himself into the role of the previous life. He immediately shook his head.

If you are clear, the practice will inevitably be demon.

He hurriedly asked another question to help himself move his attention. "Since you say you have proved Tianzun, why not come to cross my teacher who has no practice talents."

Thinking of this, the fourth of Feng's fourth suddenly felt that it was still good.

Da Mengtian shrugged, "Do you think I don't want, but the elder brother will not let it."

"By the way, the master I said is not Qiusheng, but the master of your first generation. At that time, you were called Mao Xiaofang.

The fourth fourth of Feng said, "Then I have a bad relationship with the" Master "in your mouth?"

Da Mengtian shook his head quickly, "You have a good relationship with your brother, love like a father and son, don't talk nonsense, otherwise, my brother thinks that I deliberately provoke your teacher and apprentice relationship. At that time, I will be hung on the tree.

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To be continued...