Nine days night like washing, only the Micharma stars and Haoyue hanged high.
On the smoke on the platform in the air, Ye Mo's hair fell on his shoulders, his roots were crystal, his eyebrows were beautiful and resolute, and he looked at the many powerful monks below.
Line Ye Mo is like a demon god.
"Please come up with the next Taoist friend, what is the same bet?" What is the same? "
Ye Mo said, saying indifferently.
Among the southern demons, Gu Tianfang sneered, and made a high -style step forward, holding a small table, took away all the spirit materials, and did not let go of the table.
The corner of the Xiaojia family jumped slightly.
He doesn't hurt this thing, but that you have to look at the situation.
If the middle -aged monk tried out most of Ye Mo's details, he didn't feel bad at all, but now?
Three moves can't support it, this is tantamount to sending it in vain!
Instead, who is in vain, I lost a full amount.
"The young people are good, and the next thing depends on you can't get it."
The master of the Xiao family looked indifferent, and the palm of his hand was turned over again. A baby fist was sized, and the astringent kiwi fruit appeared in his hands: "This is the thirteenth -order empty holy fruit, which has great benefits to the monk Yuanshen.
With the practice of the Yuanshen, the effect is better. Can this bet? "
Hearing the words, many monks were swallowing a brilliant sip, red eyes, and I couldn't wait to seize the empty holy fruit immediately.
You know, although there is a method of cultivating the Yuanshen in the world, it is based on the effort of accumulation and dripping the water, and it has gradually improved the Yuanshen.
Although this is a lot stronger than the Yuanshen of the same level monk, it is too long. If there is a spiritual material to enhance the Yuanshen, who wants to repair it like this?
And the holy fruit of the air is a rare and rare heavenly material treasure, that is, it is difficult to find in the spiritual world.
The spiritual fruit, saying that it is difficult to find the world.
Ye Mo didn't speak, and reached out and held the duvered Youyuan sword poal handle. The meaning was self -evident.
He once had "Sitting and Forget the Scriptures", and later there were "Chaos Sitting and Forget the Fairy Sutra" from "Demon Magic". Both have already refined Yuanshen. His Yuanshen is not weak.
Yuanshen, Soul Scholarship is useless to him.
However, no one can dislike it if you can get such a spiritual material.
After the middle -aged monk, the Xiao family owner did not dare to pin it on some of the monks who were not famous, and it was the story of the nine -changing god apes and Wan Lei.
It is also necessary to divide the first cup.
"Hengyu, try to try him."
The owner of the Xiao family glanced at the young people in the Xiao family seat, raised their hands.
"Home ..."
Xiao Hengyu was stunned, and he did not expect that the owner would order himself.
"Go, don't ask for killing him, just ask for his core card. The more the better, the better, and paving the way for your elder brother Hengyan."
The master of the Xiao family looked cold and indifferent.
At this point, Xiao Hengyu could only be in response, his body flashed, and quickly rushed to the air, and fell on the smoke condensed ring.
When Ye Mo saw Xiao Hengyu on the stage, he didn't have much surprise in his heart, but a hint of obscure killing in his eyes.
Xiao Hengyu, he remembered clearly, and two top geniuses in the Xiao family with his elder brother Heng Yan, but his qualifications are worse than his brother, but his breath is not small.
Create a period of ancient things to cultivate the immortal world.
More than half a year ago, Ye Mo had encountered Xiao Hengyu at one of the reception halls of the Gongde Hall headquarters. At that time, he was fighting against Huangfu Qiuyu, forcing Huangfu Qiuyu to find Ye Mo as a shield.
Later, Ye Mo also hit this meal. Although he was not injured because of his relationship with the body of the body, his face was lost.
Ye Mo's expression was not good, and Xiao Hengyu had no good look, because he looked closely and found that Ye Mo seemed to be a bit similar to that mysterious golden man.
This is just a vague feeling, but it makes him annoyed and impressed by Ye Mo. Thinking that both are very good at refining the method, he is even more uncomfortable.
"I heard that you are good at refining exercises?" P>
Xiao Hengyu looked at Ye Mo with his face.
"generally."
Ye Mo replied lightly and said secretly: "Did he see it?"
"Then you can only blame you to be lucky. I hate the practitioners who are practicing. What time is it? What can I practice? What can I practice?
Xiao Hengyu shook his head helplessly, and seemed to be able to think about it. How could there be such a fool in the world.
After looking at Xiao Hengyu for a moment, Ye Mo suddenly "slammed": "You have been beaten by the practitioner."
Hearing the words, Xiao Hengyu's smile on his face suddenly stiffened, his forehead jumped in blue, his eyes gloomy: "What do you say?"
"You have been beaten by the practitioner."
Ye Mo's face was not afraid, and his expression was indifferent.
"Non -nonsense! What is that shit and golden face, the humble villain who secretly attacked, refined! Oh! Old tooth loss! I can hit him into a dog!"
Xiao Hengyu shouted, roaring.
"... You have been beaten by the practitioner."
Ye Mo's expression remains unchanged, and it is still this sentence.
"Niangxi!"
Xiao Hengyu almost grined a bite of steel, spraying fires, and he scolded him with an image. He never talked with Ye Mo.
Zhong was sacrificed by him.
Ye Mo's eyes flashed, and the pace of mystery of mystery was not leaked, and there was no difference from mortal.
But it was this little three steps. Ye Mo's body changed three times, and he avoided the bell bells of the ancient bell.
On the ring, the light flickered, and Zhong Bo disappeared invisible.
Later, she dodged several times. Ye Mo's body was agitated and elegant, all of which avoided the strange bells of the bronze ancient bell. Xiao Hengyu attacked several times and did not stand.
"when!"
The bronze ancient clock attacked again, but this time it was impacted by the ontology. You must cover Ye Mo in the clock and shock to death alive!
As a result, the Bronze Ancient Clock still failed to hurt Ye Mo. He was slapped by Ye Mo's backhand and almost hit the controller of Xiao Hengyu.
"Damn!"
Xiao Hengyu gritted his teeth, took out a spirit beast bag, the bag mouth was large, and his head was golden. The heterogeneous monster with the lion head tail fluttered out, looking at the moon yelling, the violent howth of the sound shook for nine days, and the wind and cloud changed.
Next, Xiao Hengyu took out several different magic weapons one after another. On the one hand, he sacrificed to attack Ye Mo, sitting on the back of the alien demon tiger, holding a spear surrounded by the purple and Chancan thunder.
, Crazy attack.
Ye Miming also took a little dignity. He performed "Wu Wang Bo", and his body was like a floating light.
Xiao Hengyu was able to tie up with his elder brother Xiao Hengyan to the top genius figures in the Xiao family. The combat power cannot be underestimated. It reaches the degree of 22 rounds. It is almost invincible in the place like the East China Sea!
It is a pity that Ye Mo is not Wu Xia's Amon. The realm is the ninth order of Yuanying, and the combat power reaches the twenty -four rounds of horror.
Under the endless attack, Xiao Hengyu still did not do anything. The whole person was gradually crazy, roaring, and like crazy, this state made the Xiao family below frown.
Ye Mo's body was extremely mysterious, and the smile in his eyes became more and more prosperous. Finally, he turned into a cold killing. He laughed coldly: "You have been beaten by the practitioner, and you have been beaten by a woman how many times. It’ s really ... pity.
"
Xiao Hengyu heard his words, and then his eyes quickly became blood red, his hands flew up and changed, and the last palm was patted on his chest.
Ye Mo obviously felt that Xiao Hengyu has soared a lot at this moment, very close to twenty -three rounds, and the spirit is oppressed!
"Refiner? Go to death! Hahaha ..."
Xiao Hengyu's laughter was extremely sharp and demon, obviously crazy.
"not good!"
The people below the Xiao family changed slightly.
When Ye Mo saw Xiao Hengyu's madness, his expression was cold and ruthless. He had expected that the late Yingyuan sword in his hands slowly disappeared. Later, his figure also quickly dissipated and disappeared from the ring.
"Thief, dare!"
Seeing this scene, Xiao Hengyan knew that Ye Mo Shi showed mysterious spells, and immediately shouted wildly, his body flew, and quickly approached the ring.
Then, then
However, it is too late.
"die!"
There was a sharp long sound, high -pitched song, accompanied by the eye -catching moon, at this moment, at this moment, the half of the sky was illuminated.
"puff!"
Suddenly, a hot red spring springs burst out, flying a few feet high, as if the Yuehua Han smoke was red, and it was gorgeous and gorgeous.
At this time, Xiao Hengyan also arrived. Looking at the brothers who were cut into several paragraphs, his eyes suddenly became red.
"Puppy, come to life!"
Xiao Hengyan was extremely mourning, wept blood and roared, and his body flowed across the body. He put on a bronze armor and raised his hand to hold it in the air.
Spear, throwing it silently at Ye Ye.
Ye Mo snorted, and then five fingers opened, blooming dazzling lightning, and also condensed into a battle spear, but this battle spear flowing red blood flowing red, seemed to be particularly different, and threw it hard.
"boom!"
"Cracking ..."
Two thunder spears hit the air in the air, which suddenly caused a big chaos, void vibration, such as the scroll roll, the horror god sound of the Thunder bombed through the golden cracks, rushed straight into the nine small miles, and the space was completely endless.
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