The young people of Dou Tianjie are still endless, and the Red Cloud is obviously a little surprised under the sudden impact, but the calamity is the heavenly robbery, and the power of mortals is not enough to shake.
The red cloud, who had just retired, swarmed up again, drowning the flames of the group. Su Fan was calm, and he could have expected that there was such a situation. How can Tianjie be so solved.
But today's robbery is the most powerful that so far. Su Fan did not slap at all, rushing to the clouds with anger. The red clouds were furious, and when he boarded, he dropped the thunder.
He is the slightest.
In the void, Su Fan's hand was told, and the fire group in the sky quickly condensed, and then condensed a arm out. The arms were unusually real, and the upper texture was clear. If a thick finger came from the ancient floods.
"Extinction." [
With Su Fan's mouth shouting, the finger of the finger was usually pressed in the dark place, and the red clouds rushed to the darkness in an instant, as if it was protecting.
The fingers fell on the red cloud, and the red clouds were dispelled a lot in an instant, but the red clouds condensed again, and the finger dissipated after a blow.
Red Cloud continues to sink. How red clouds are that, the flames of the bursts have signs the red cloud. This fall, Su Fan will be incinerated instantly.
Su Fan's complexion was firm and timid, and he continued to pull the tactics in his hands. Suddenly, he flashed the rainbow light. As the red cloud fell, the colorful color began to rotate quickly.
In a short time, it was dark, and the red clouds attached to the red clouds were quickly attached to the dark. However, it was very difficult. There were too many red clouds in the sky.
But what Su Fan wanted was the moment of the pause. Before he jumped into the dark, he opened his hand and torn it violently.
The number of raindrops came quietly, and Tian Jie was angry, and the rain and rain expressed that there was a heart of killing. However, Su Fan was not afraid, and worked hard to tear again, hoping that it could be cracked.
Suddenly there was a sigh from the darkness, as if it was so ridiculous to Su Fan's behavior, just looking for death, a red thunder flashed out of the darkness.
Su Fan's eyes were fierce, and he pinched the thunder. The thunder was like a bone, and he got into Su Fan's body along the heart of Su Fan's hand.
But the Thunder was extremely cunning, and his strength was very powerful. Su Fan's body was strong, but his body was very fragile. The Thunder continued to destroy Su Fan's body structure.
Just resist.
The Thunder's goal was Yuan Ying, and the aura of chasing afterwards also blocked it. The red thunder was very excited to see Yuan Ying, and rushed to the Yuan baby quickly.
With a fierce impact, Yuan Ying was intact. Su Fan thought between the gods and found that the protection of the protective dragon on the Yuan Ying was a little bit broken.
Obviously, the dragon armor protects Yuan Ying. Su Fan's heart moves slightly, and quickly gathers all the aura of the veins on the place where Yuan Ying is surrounded by the thunder.
Then Su Fan threw a large number of Neidan from the storage bag. After swallowing it, the aura in his body suddenly skyrocketed.
Su Fanqiang endured the pain of being destroyed in his body, forcibly sent those aura to Dantian, quickly wrapped the Thunder, and then devoured it little by little.
The existence of the darkness of the darkness also found that Su Fan's act of being against the sky, and suddenly there was a heavy voice, saying: "You wait for the people to mess with the people, not to die."
As soon as the discourse fell, a big hand came from the black mist. The hand was as big as the hill, and the upper line of its upper lines was like a gully, clear than.
Su Fan was shocked, and for the first time, he was surprised.
It was the hand of the magic magic. Su Fanqiang's new book was curious. Waiting for the hand that had not touched himself, he quickly punch a punch.
At this moment, the painful scattered, and Su Fan quickly split the thoughts and peeped away.
It is very bright inside, as if it is a large house. There are two old people in the house, one white, a black clothes. There is a chick beside the two who are pecking.
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Su Fan seemed to think of something, murmured to himself: "Tianchen Realm."
In an instant, the giant hand disappeared, and the clouds were foggy.
Su Fan vaguely seemed to see the singing boy, and seemed to hear such a sentence.
"I offended you in an reincarnation for you, you must come to Zhuangli."
The sound is very weak, but it is very clear. The sound of the special voice is so good, it is like singing the song in Zhuangzi.
Gradually the sky was clear, and Su Fan fell down with confidence.
The second prince who had been watching was stunned at this moment, looking at Su Fan quietly landing, and respectfully hugged the boxer to Su Fan: "You are not a talent for your family, I don't believe it, but today I believe it."
"Brother?" Su Fan frowned slightly, I don't know when this person.
The second prince smiled indifferently and said: "Mr. Zhou."
Su Fan had a little conference, but did not expect that the person he met in the "Sky Demon Pavilion" turned out to be the prince of the Wu tribe.
"I admit defeat." The second prince said, and said deeply.
Su Fan smiled lightly and whispered: "Honesty, the warriors of the Wu tribe are worth respect. If there is no such war, I think Mr. Zhou can be more peaceful."
Slightly paused, and the second prince said heavy: "I promise that the world will not be on the territory of the Great Song."
Su Fan smiled lightly, looking at the second prince who turned away, he couldn't help but feel very emotional. The Wu tribe was overbearing and strong, but the light and lightness, while the heavenly monster tribe was different.
Without the barrier, go to the Emperor's capital very smoothly, or you can reach it in a few days.
The palace was very quiet. When General Lan returned, he had core leaders. Under the leadership of General Lan, a group of monks made a decision to drive the heavenly monster to the domain.
And now the heavenly demon soldiers who hovered outside the field were not ordered. I do n’t know if they want to fight or retreat. They always guess outside the door.
The war is inevitable. His Majesty the emperor still supervises the construction of Dengxiantai. On who dissuads, he will be rejected indifferently. Fortunately, under the prayer of Lan Yifeng, Shangguanyang was put.
When talking about the emperor's temperament, Shangguanyang also sighed, I do not know what to do.
After breaking the Wu tribe, the snowflakes were no longer down. But the weather was still a bit cold. The emperor sat in the pavilion and stared at the Deng Sendai. I don't know what to think. [
A few guards came in the distance, and a woman was supported in her hand. The woman was pink and beautiful, but the woman seemed to be dizzy at this moment without the slightest consciousness.
"This was left over when the heavenly monster retired, and His Majesty was invited."
The emperor glanced at the woman. He was not good at beauty, but he was obsessed with Dengxian, so the woman had no temptation about him.
"His Majesty, Deng Xiantai is completed."
Suddenly, there was a shout from the distance, awakening the emperor's His Majesty, covering his face on his face, and quickly rushed to Nobuka.
I don't know how tall Dengxiantai, in short, it is very high.
The emperor walked with joy to Dembangtai and embarked on the steps. Then step by step towards the top of the table.
In the Gaota Tower of the Heavenly Monster City, the evil youth looked at the emperor ascended into Deng Sendai, and suddenly laughed. He laughed: "You finally hit my calculation."
Then, he hurried to somewhere at the bottom of the tower, where the magma was strong, and the flames.
As soon as the Holy Lord walked to the lava, a person appeared in it. The man was full of redness and scattered a terrible breath. Even the Holy Lord was afraid of it.
"Feng Tianjing?"
"Failure." The man said coldly: "But Xiuwei is a lot higher than before."
The Holy Lord nodded, and whispered: "Lan Yifeng is not dead."
"What?" The Master of Tianshe was a bit angry, and said coldly: "What about the Qinglong people?"
"It's against Lan Yifeng's offense." Said the Holy Lord calmly.
"Is the Wu tribe also defeated?" The Master of the heavenly demon was getting angry and hummed: "The Wu people must destroy it."
"The great wizard of the Wu tribe was shot by Lan Yifeng's palm."
The Master of Heavenly Demon looked slightly, bitterly: "That's how to cultivate God's cultivation, which step of Lan Yifeng now?"
"The subordinates can't see through." The Lord was slightly paused, and said seriously.
"It seems you want me to take a shot for you." Master Tiange said coldly.
Suddenly, the Lord smiled and sneered: "Do adults think it is for me? We are all for the saints. If he is angry, you know the consequences."
The Master of Heavenly Demon suddenly said angrily: "You dare to talk to me like this."
For a moment, Master Tianmao shook his head and said coldly: "I shot to destroy the martial arts, but Lan Yifeng solved it myself."
"Do you still remember the monk Song Guo who was named Su Fan?" The Lord smiled sarcastically.
"How?" Master Tianshe said curiously.
"He entered the realm of Huaxian." The Holy Lord said such a sentence, so he hurried away.
Only when Lord Sky Monster sighed in the lava and scolded: "I wanted to use him that year, but was thought of being so good to fuck, this repair was ..."
I don't know how long it is on the stage, but it is very difficult to know.
However, there is also a day of climbing, and the news of General Lan won the victory in the distance, and the news that the world respected the 36th county.
The emperor looks at the sky, and the high platform can touch the sky.
Dearly kneeling, looking at the sky with devotion.
"Ask the immortal to inform, how can I stretch the Daodai in the Great Song."
There seemed to be no fairy answering. The emperor was a little annoyed, but he still didn't give up and continued to worship.
"Ask the immortal to inform, how can I stretch the Daodai in the Great Song."
Suddenly Wuyun gathered, and a majestic voice spread out.
"The reward and punishment for this battle will be clear, so that foreign enemies will disappear forever."
The emperor smiled. This discourse was the same as his own thoughts. He wanted to reward General Lan, and he did all the martial arts.
As for the news from the world, if the other party is willing to serve himself, he can give him reward, but if the other party wants to seize his status, it will not forgive me.
In fact, he practiced that method of hard work, and he was worried about what happened that year.
At that time, his father's emperor was still his age, and because of the emergence of Jordi, he was forcibly replaced by the Jiezun. He had always been afraid of his heart. If one day appeared in the world, his status would definitely not guarantee.
When he heard Su Fan, he was very scared, but when he learned that the other party was just a monk, he was relieved. Until a few days ago, when he heard the news of the 36th county, he was worried about it.
Then, then
"I don't know how to control the world."
"Jiezun is an extraordinary person who has the right to replace the Emperor Song of the Song Dynasty. But ..."
As soon as the words fall, there is an illusion where the void appears. In the picture, a figure appears, a pink clothing, and a delicate face.
"Get this person, you can keep the Song of the Song Dynasty."
The emperor's heart was slightly paused, and he hurriedly thanked.
The Demon Army was destroyed, and the Master of the heavenly monster ranked the tricks of the Wu tribe.
A special person walked into the tower. This person's beard was white, wearing a robe, and his face was not angry, so it was the temple's dry bamboo.
With the entry of withered bamboo, the forest faded at the speed of visible to the naked eye, and the top of the mountain.
The dry bamboo and the saints may be called the dense forest respectfully, and they can't speak for a long time.
"Master Ghost Emperor is finally seeing the sky."
"It's hard for you to lurk you again in these years, but it's hard for you."
"I wanted to get half of my soul that I was taken away by the young man that year, but it gave me the opportunity to merge the body of the heavenly monster. This may be the number of fate."
The old man laughed without saying a word.
"Is this all your arrangements?" Mo Ming Ghost King looked at the dry bamboo unbelievable.
"The old man can take the high situation, and you can forcibly change some things, even your numerology." Said the dry bamboo very proudly.