Feel the route of Wei Ling from the separation of them, Saitama: "I'm going to intercept."

Fushu Zhenjun reached out to stop him: "There are many secrets on this son, and you can't lose it. I will be with you."

After speaking, he told the real person on the side of Danyang: "Danyang, you leave a good spirit boat."

Yunli silently pulled out her dream knife, was about to speak, and she was surprised. "Master Yun, you have to go?"

"The magic head thieves, everyone gets it. As a disciple, my generation is unsatisfactory!" Yunli nodded seriously and took it for granted.

When An Ran's mouth was pumped, she felt that she had only been worried about it. She was so righteous. Where would anyone think that she actually wanted to save people.

Lin Miaotong did not let go of any one to fight the opportunity to get close to the people, and ridiculed: "He is not an ordinary foundation period.

Yunli looked at her, generous words: "Sister Lin said differently, so -called evil is not good, as a disciple, how can I be afraid!"

This remark made several other non -alchemists fall into dilemma. They naturally did not want to contact such a brutal magic head. They naturally did not want to contact.

Now, if she does n’t go, if they do n’t go, they are greedy for life and fear of death, and they are not dedicated to Taiyi disciples. Moreover, a girl who has just built the foundation has gone.

The straight figure stared at the straight figure, and everyone could only pinch their noses to Fushu Zhenjun that they had to do their best.

The juniors have such a pride, how can Fu Shu Zhenjun refuse?

These juniors do need to experience a lot of experience. In recent years, in the past few years, the four major schools of young people have lost their face.

This time, I was waiting for someone to sit next to the town, took them to catch the ninety nineteen, and I couldn't pick it up.

Feeling that the meaning of cooling is getting closer, Wei Ling immediately stopped, dropped from high altitude, and changed to the grass, flying on the wasteland, flying on the wasteland.

Fushu Zhenjun took the crowd and fell down. After seeing the yellow grass and wood, he had a meal and rose some height.

Yunli wondered, looking down, it was ordinary dry grass. What do you do?

The other three founders were also puzzled, but they did not ask much. If Yuan Ying was power, it was impossible to doubt.

Seeing that these people were not in mind, Fu Shuzhenjun said: "Feng Yin Yuan, most of the chase killed him was monk Jin Dan."

Although these disciples are not the elites of Zongmen, they are also inner disciples. It is a pity.

Several disciples were stunned, and immediately took a breath. They only knew that Feng Yinyuan used the fire to use the fire, burning the monks who chased him, but the specific details were unknown.

I thought that more died was the foundation of the foundation period. One or two Jindan period monks could not dodge. He had been calculated by him. A bunch of Jindan period monks chase were just an exaggeration of the Xiao family.

After all, a bunch of monks in the Jindan period can't stop a founder of the foundation, and they died all their hands and shame.

Fushu Zhenjun looked forward, and his eyes were hot and cautious.

The fire on Feng Yinyuan was strange, and it would be strange to go.

Afterwards, they checked their identities one by one. In the face of a coke, no one dared to believe it. Those who were almost the corpse of the Jindan period.

Jiao corpse concentrated in one place, clearly they caught up with thousands of nine, and they were trying to do it, but they were used to use different fires and instantly burned to death.

There are only two corpses that are far away. I do n’t know if they fled to the distance after the incident, or they were swallowed by the fire that had not been caught up yet.

This incident was too weird. In order not to cause panic, the Xiao family immediately blocked the news after arriving at the scene, and kept silent about the matter.

Occasionally, some people rumored that they died much. No one really believed that they all thought that the Xiao family was chasing and defeating themselves.

If so many monks in Jindan died in the hands of Qianjiu, then the Xiao city owner who had died in his hands before he would not see it.

If the factions of each door reached an agreement in Nanling City four years ago, they first eliminated the Night Pavilion and then discussed Donglu. These details, the Xiao family would not tell.

Only then did they know what they ignored, and the monk Jin Dan could be burned instantly.

This reminded Yunli to wake up, and it is yellow for thousands of miles. It is best to use Feiyan.

As the distance was closer, in the scope of the sound, Yunli could not care about the danger of being intercepted by Yuan Ying Zhenjun.

Wei Ling in front also had this plan. He changed from the air to flying in the wasteland. First, he wanted to make the chase Fushu and others think of Feng Yinyuan.

Forced retreat.

Seeing that Yunli had understood his intentions, and closer to the distance, Wei Ling's backhand fireproof technique cooperated with the popularity and hit the grass behind him.

On the wasteland, there are dry plants everywhere.

Discovering his movements, Fu Shu Zhenjun immediately flew with everyone to high altitude.

"It's an ordinary fire." After the consciousness felt the fire spreading, Saitama couldn't help talking to himself.

"Don't care."

The distance between the two sides is getting closer. After throwing this sentence, Fu Shuzhenjun suddenly accelerated and chased towards the front.

The real people of Saitama followed, and the remaining four Yunli were also galloping each other. The distance between the six people gradually pulled away.

After meeting with Pentium's fire, Yunli took the opportunity to throw Fei Yan into the sea of ​​fire, and Fei Yan turned into a star -stars.

It is about to catch up with Wei Ling's Fushu Zhenjun's heart, with a sharp figure, into the high altitude, and shouted: "Be careful!"

Suddenly, the fire was shocking below the fire, and the a little bit of Saitama real people were suddenly exploded.

The hot temperature made his scalp bombard. He waved his hand without thinking, cutting off the robe that was stunned by Mars.

After rising to the high altitude, I looked down at the clothing that was swallowed by Mars. Saitama was cold and sweaty. This was not an ordinary clothing, but the layer of the ground. The general Jin Dan monk was difficult to do.

The latter monks in the back are okay. Fei Yan spreads forward. When he heard Fu Shu Zhenjun's shout, several people hurried to fly into the high altitude.

In front of him, Wei Lin's body was like electricity, and he ignored the movement behind him and flew madly.

Suddenly, in front of the wilderness, a touch of green came into view. He flashed doubts in his heart, but he did not dare to stop at all. With a little hesitant, he might be caught up.

Fushu Zhenjun looked down at the crimson floating below. The hot temperature made him shocked. The feeling of burning was so far away, and he still felt that his soul was trembling.

In his eyes flashed, he caught up again. A blue flag gun suddenly appeared in his hands. The spiritual power was rushing. He threw it suddenly.

Its speed is fast, and the surrounding air is almost rubbing the spark. It quickly crossed the flames and caught up with the Wei Ling in front.

The huge strength of the back struck, as if the mang was on the back, Wei Lin thought about it, and the royal sword moved out of the right side.

Alas!

The dust is splattered, the back of the back is hot, and the green meaning has been fully reflected. It is a huge green tree, a lush crown, a tall trunk, and a vibrant.

In such a deodorous wilderness, such a vibrant green tree is obviously weird, but at this time he couldn't care about the spiritual power of the limbs into the flying sword, flying over by lightning.

The future is unknown, the rear is dangerous, don't think about it, he also knows how to choose.

After he passed through the green tree, the quiet stand -up tree suddenly shake, the root must shrink quickly, turning into a green -eyed young man.

The teenager looked at the fire that spread away, and the green eyes were beating in awe. With a wave of sleeves, he set off a piece of turf, and the dust was flying.

Soon, Fangyuan was bald thousands of miles, and then a vine wrapped up the flag gun that flew up again, dragging it back.

The fire in the back of the rollover was no burning, no longer spread, but it was not extinguished for a long time.

"It's you!"

Feeling that the fate instrument was stopped, Fu Shu Zhenjun fell from the air, and saw the people clearly, and suddenly took a guard.

"Green room, what do you mean?"

The green eyes waved, returned the flag gun to Fushu Zhenjun, and said warmly and well: "Your gun tied to my root and disturbed me to sleep."

At this time, the real man in the back also fell down. When he saw the green room, he first stunned, and then quickly came to Fu Shuzhenjun, looking at the green room vigilantly.

Yun Li's consciousness swept to them to be stopped, relieved in her heart, and controlled her banana fans to fly lower.

The magic world dangled down with the cover of the belt. Fei Yan quickly brought together to the magic world, and along the orange cricket, it was retracted Dantian.

Brother has left, and if Feiyan still exists, they should see that it is closer.
Chapter completed!