"The predecessor of the dight, the seven -day period is imminent.
Bai Yu had a hurry before he was in a hurry. He knew that he would die after returning. He wanted to leave the final memory with San Niang.
"Well."
Feng Yu's big sleeves dumped, rolled up the fruits of hundreds of snake Wuhua flowers, the colorful halo dispersed, and the poisonous gas was excreted. This fruit prescription became the real spiritual fruit.
"Thank you for your predecessors."
Bai Yu said gratefully, and Feng Yu just waved his hand gently, and didn't care. Bai Yu took out the jade box carefully and packed all the fruits in order to keep the medicine for a long time.
"Mo Luo City is not far from here, I hope it can arrive before it is dark."
For Feng Yu's self -talk, Bai Yu is full of bitterness. Feng Yu's so -called not far. In fact, there are tens of thousands of miles away. With his second level of the sky, it takes two days to spend two days.
Only barely can be completed.
In fact, if it wasn't for Feng Yu's worrying too much, he gave up the immortal technique of soaring for nine days, and he was afraid that the distance of Wanli would not be able to take a short distance at his feet.
Feng Yu and Xi Yan shuttled in the mysterious space, as if walking in the jungle, not tired, even the three Baiyu three became used to it. At first, the courageous war was frightened. The rest was extremely envious.
Then, then
At the same time, a magnificent and beautiful mountain peak near Kero City, with Na Na Kyushu aura, a black Phoenix's dormant shadow is looming under the mountain peaks.
There is no less than the Jiuhua Dragon Pulse of the Temple of Forgotten the Temple.
Zuhuangfeng, the sacred land and origin of the Demon Sect, the Dark Zuhuang, the Lord of the Branch of the Demon Realm of the Demon Realm, and a human beauty with a human beauty, the Lin Er who was born in the nine years of the human beauty, the crystallization of the human demon
Talent is different. After growing up, an immortal inheritance is the Demon Sect today.
Therefore, the blood of the Demon Sect is a trace of essence of the dark ancestor phoenix flowing, and Warcraft is inherently deterred to the blood of the superior. Except for the extremely powerful World of Warcraft, more than 70 % of the World of Warcraft Satan fascinated is all under the gate of the Demon Sect.
Zong is relying on this that he can fight for his strengths with the lack of talents. Although it has repeatedly fell into the wind, the Magic Zong could not.
At this moment, Zu Huangfeng's peak stone pavilion was sitting on the end of the two people, burning incense and cooking tea, leisurely, and outside the stone pavilion, kneeling thirty people neatly, and a fierce Warcraft on the side of everyone.
"Mr. Burning the piano, the Lord has a order."
The old -fashioned old man with the thirteen people gathered the courage to say that his age was more than three or four times that of Shiting's youth, but he didn't even have the courage to look up at the youth.
Shi Ting only came out of the sound of tea pouring, it seemed to be broken and continued, and the charm was long. After a while, I heard a crispy male voice like Huang Yingling. It was just the sound of the sound.
Then, then
"Brother Tu Feng was embarrassed, and was interrupted by a group of ordinary people."
If the piano burn the piano, it showed a straightforwardness, and it was undoubtedly a big mouth of thirty people outside Shi Ting.
"The ancestral affairs are tight, and my brother burned the piano.
The two figures crossed the steps of the stone pavilion, looking down at the ants who kneeling and worshiping, and the back of the piano son was hanging a round of dark moon behind the burn, covered with luminous lights, like an angel falling into hell, the incarnation of Satan, the incarnation of Satan, the incarnation of Satan, the incarnation of Satan, the incarnation of Satan,
With a motionless body, his eyes swept away, and the thirty people buried on the ground felt creepy, as if it had fallen into the Wannian Ice Cave.
The man standing beside the piano was emanating, and the corner of his mouth always raised the radian of evil evils. He looked like he was in the scene.
If Feng Yu sees this Tu Feng, he must scold it. What Tu Feng is, it is obviously the young master Tu Yun who is an immortal hall.
Speechless and bad, but Tu Yun can be called brothers and brothers and brothers and brothers in such a short two days, which shows his mind and means.
"Say, if it wasn't for anxiety, I would remove your arms to disturb our punishment."
The domineering and arrogant, the iron wrist is ruthless, the two leaders of the old man can't help exuding cold sweat. He knows that it is a bitter thing to come to Zuhuangfeng Biography.
How far ran, for fear of provoking this evil star, but this was the order of the Lord, he also did not have the courage to refuse.
"The Lord has an order, and Mr. Burning the piano is the pioneer of the Magic Sect. Except for our thirty people, the Kun Zi and the Zhenzi Camp are arbitrarily dispatched."
The old man read the word that should not be read, and his tone was humble, and the taste of the command was minimized.
"Boring, don't go."
Burning the piano turned back to Shi Ting. As for the old man's order in his palm, he ordered him.
And I went to the order from the old man, and the old man tried to stop it, but found that it was impossible at all. Tu Feng took him as if he was as simple as a pocket, let's talk about a volume.
"Brother Burning the piano, the face of the prince still has to sell a few points."
"In addition to the right or right, my mother is his sister, but she has made a little mistake. The mother has been placed under house under house arrest for so many years.
After his ambitious expansion plan, now I want me to do things for him. He is a dream of dreaming, and I have a decision.
"Mr. Burning the piano, after all, the prince is your kiss, and now it is the juncture of the life and death of Tian Mozong. Your mother was placed under house arrest in name.
The old man was unruly that the burn of piano was just a piece of waste paper. He only had a chance to use love and righteousness. There may be a chance.
Burning the piano snorted, without words, Tu Yun knew that he was still moving, but he couldn't open his face to admit that for the sake of the overall situation, Tu Yun had to discard the strength to find a step to give him a step.
"Brother Burning the piano, he said that he is reasonable, let alone staying here for a long time. It is really boring.
"The butcher is a guest, can I dare to wait slowly, since you have this interest, I don’t want to brush you."
Tu Yunxin laughed secretly, this acting skills of burning piano are really good.
"Oh, thank you, thank you."
"Isn't it going to be a sign, can't you get up? What are you kneeling?"
Thirty people are all decent, and you do n’t go. Now you are anxious to get angry again. Are you playing like this, but what you think is one thing, in fact, they still support the trembling.
Both legs, Xiang Qin and Tu Yun accompanied the smiley faces. It is difficult for people to do it. It is difficult to make the piano.
superior.
"Plum blossoms withered, falling in Songtao."
Burning the Qin Baijing's right hand grabbed the void, and a Zhongni -style Guqin was held by him in the palm of the palm. The black lacquer piano surface had a red and yellow snake belly broken pattern.
In the same way, the piano slightly plucking the piano string, the ears of Songtao, the most amazing thing is that the dark pink plum blossoms fell between the strings.
"Good piano." Tu Yun was honorable. In his spare time, he also involved one or two of the rhythm. For the head of the ancient instrument, the piano was particularly preferred. This piano was given the soul of the piano.
Holy instrument.
"This piano name is plum blossom."
"Good name, Ying Jing and Elegant."
"If the butcole is the same, after this battle, the plum blossoms will be sent to you."
"The gentleman does not take care of people, not to mention that I am not in the piano, plum blossoms to the piano to my hands, destined to be the pearl dust, only the classic temperament of the brothers burning the piano is controlled by it.
Guangyao Kyushu. "
Burning the piano smiling quietly, stroking the scaled lines of the piano body, "Plum blossoms fall into the piano, Mr. Ben will open the way for me in the first battle."
As soon as the words fell, burning the piano hugged the plum blossoms and fell into the piano, and stepped in the air. Each step was spreading, and the top of the stone monument that was about tall was not far away.
In order to show the respect of the dark ancestor phoenix, it was designed and hosted by the fourth generation of the Demon Sect. It took ten years to take a few years and used tens of millions of labor to build it.
Burn the piano side sitting on the top of the stone monument, with the right hand, 擘, wiped, picking, hooking, hooking, hitting, picking, wheels, pinching, rolling, groaning in the left hand, 猱, bang, hit, enter, enter, enter, enter, enter, enter
Return, retreat, start with both hands at the same time, and the techniques are ever -changing, making the people look up at the stele, as if there are two pure white butterflies dancing on the strings.
Pingzha Luoyan, wine mad, Guan Shanyue, one -piano three songs, three handed down famous songs, clear but harmonious melting into one.
The war of war, hovering over the ancestral phoenix peak, the natural and earth changes, the sky seems to be broken by these three will.
"Drink horse crossing autumn water, the cold wind is like a knife, and there is no at the end of the day of Ping Sand.
At the moment when the plum blossoms fell into the peak, the plum blossoms fell into the peak, the wind was changing, the dragon and tiger were in a vast, and the ground of the ancestral phoenix began to collapse.
Thirty elders bowed their knees, as for those Warcraft, they had long been fainted by the breath of the superior.
"My descendants, my dark ancestors, and I will give you the supreme glory with the power of the underworld."
A fixture mysterious symbol is printed on the forehead of the piano, and the black hair flies behind the ears with the wind, the weird demon, the spirit veins suppressed by Zuhuangfeng are infinitely compressed by the will of the dark ancestor, and the Dantian of the burning piano is hit.
After completing all of this, Zu Huang's will with a smile on burning piano, and then broke the air, completely separated from the restraint of the world and returned to the Demon Realm.
Burning the piano absorbs the time of digestion of Dark Ancestral Phoenix to make Tu Yunxin shocked. After the fragrance, the burning piano wakes up from Jing Xiu, his eyes are full of eyes, and the corners of his mouth are looking down at Cangsheng's smile.
In control, in Tu Tian's eyes, the figure of burning the piano is gradually hazy, and it is unclear at all, but he has a feeling of being spy on his mind. When he reacted, he immediately kept his mind and looked at the eyes of the piano.